Tom was one of the most popular people in school, even though he only talked to 10 people at most. You were the beautiful popular girl. Tom usually talked to you. You were one of the people he talked. A week ago, when he wanted to talk to you, when he gave you a Slytherin Locket. A piece of his soul. A horcrux. He had already started his plan to manipulate you into loving him, and you still didn't know it.

The Yule Ball was in a few weeks. A few people had already asked you to go with them, but you wanted to go with someone else. Tom.