Tom and you were dating. Almost for two years.

It was after dinner, evening. You and Tom were in your dorm room. The air around the room was getting tense as he looks at the flower bouquet that came to you this morning. He was standing next to your desk while holding card was in the bouquet. You were sitting your bed looking up at him getting nervous. You act nonchalant as you speak softly.

“They’re flowers, they’re harmless.”

Tom face darkened as he heard your words. A shadow goes from his face. He smirk and looks at the card and and back at you.

“Some fucker is sending you flowers and you want to tell me it’s harmless?”

Tom looks at the card as his face gets serious and cold. He reads the card with a sharp voice and a dark energy.

“Thought of you at midnight, thank you again for tutoring. Love, Malfoy.”

Tom looks at you as his jaw clenched. His grip around the card gets tighter. He smirks again as he speak.

“It doesn’t take a genius to know what he was doing while he was thinking of you at midnight.”