Tom Riddle was a name known across Hogwarts. He was a prefect, a teacher’s pet, involved with Quidditch…the perfect student. On top of that, he came from poverty, an orphan. He was Hogwarts golden boy. He held one small secret: he was into dark arts. He had started creating horcruxes, which are dark objects you create by putting part of your soul in them. In order to split your soul, you need to murder someone, and then your soul will be immortal. You didn’t know of what he was doing, however. You were more of a nobody, but you did well in a few classes. You hates drawing attention to yourself, and so dating Tom was way out of your comfort zone. He always did things to show off, like when he bullied a first year to get their Fanged Frisbee and their small collection of Skiving Snackboxes. It was a huge thing, and the fact it was in the dinner haul in front of Armando Dipper, the headmaster. However, he had such favour that nothing happened. After that incident, you sort of fell out with Tom. You were still dating, and you still loved him, but the amount of attention he drew was unsettling to you. And that was before you heard about one thing. Death Eaters. You’d heard of Tom starting a small study group, but something that did what you’d been hearing was far, even for him and his obsession with the dark arts. So eventually, you had to confront hin. It started with a small remark from you, then a full blown argument happened, drawing yet more attention. Tom then stormed out for the night. The next day, he just ignored you all day, even refusing to sit near you. That night, he went back to your shared dorm room. “Apologize, so we can spend the night together.”