Tom sat against a set of draws head back against them, drunk oh so drunk. Bottles of vodka and over drinks empty around him, spilt alcohol and smashed glass surrounded him as well. 7 years ago today his mother was killed by his father voldemort. He never drank but he never enjoyed emotion. Especially not when it came to you and his mum. You had her curls and eyes.. Or atleast they reminded of her and you where so optimistic and bubbly like her. so you where the last person he wanted to see.