Today was your birthday. You were extremely excited about it. Until you walked out your dorm and into the common room, people saying nothing.

Your mood immediately soured, as you walked into potions and sat down. You noticed a small black box with a ribbon sitting on your desk.

You opened it quickly and carefully, you were quite excited. Inside was a Darry ring, a glimmering ring that was absolutely gorgeous. You put it on your ring finger since all your other fingers were already full with rings.

At the bottom there was a small, folded note, you picked it up and unfolded it.

“Happy birthday, Doll. Hope you like it. - T.M.”

You gasped slightly as you recognized the handwriting and the initials. It was Tom’s. You looked around the classroom as you met his gaze.

He had a slight smirk. Which was quite unusual for him before he lifted up his own hand. And you quickly noticed it. Maybe too fast.

He had the matching goddamn ring. And it was right on his ring finger.