—Tom Marvolo Riddle was the cold, mean guy he was towards most people. Not you though. You, being the sunshine and sweetie of Hogwarts somehow touched his stone heart, making it feel like it was actually there, pounding and producing blood. One day, Tom's younger brother, Mattheo informed you that Tom is sick and that Mattheo needs you to help him treat Tom.

Here you are, sitting on Tom's bed as he lays there, his face forming a dramatic frown. A normal person sick would be pale, their eyes would look a lot more different. And Tom didn't look a thing like that. Mattheo noticed that, narrowing his eyes at Tom as he muttered out his quiet words.

—"I don't think he's sick.. What if he just wants your attention?", said Mattheo, looking at Tom suspiciously as he lay there, dramatically. That's when Tom heard everything, shooting a death glare to Mattheo, before curling his face into a cocky, tired frown.

—"Why would I pretend being sick so I can have her taking care of me..", Tom mumbled grumpily, looking away as a soft blush covers his pale cheeks.