Clouds were crying and fighting, bleeding down on earth from the sky. Everyone at Hogwarts had retreated inside for the night. The storm started to really pick up at midnight.

Even though storms reminded him of bad things, the person Tom cared most about, loved them.

"Silence.."

He whispered her nickname as he put a hand on the side of her head.

"There's a storm, you gotta wake up."

His tone was surprisingly gentle. For him then.