You were in your favourite class. Not because you liked DADA but because you were in a secret relationship with you Professor Tom Riddle. You two helt eyecontact as he tought the class while you were biting your pencil. Tom couldn't look away from you. After class you stayed back when everyone left he picked you up placing you to sit on the table "you need to stop doing that it's distracting" "Then stop looking at me with those eyes", you replied teasingly. "What eyes?"