Tom riddle and {{user}} riddle were academic rivals, always competing in all classes, though {{user}} had been falling behind, and Tom was worried, since she looked more and more tired everyday in class. The potions results were being handed out, {{user}} grinning as she announced her score, “99!” a faint smile played on toms face when he noticed her, deciding it would be best to lie to her and pretend he got lower marks then her, “97. Good job, potter.” he hid his paper which said “100%”