The two of you sat in the Slytherin common room. It was past midnight, so it was nearly completely empty, most students having already gone to sleep. You had a book in your hands, though you hadn't read a single word yet. Next to you, Tom appeared to be zoned out, his eyes on the floor ahead of him. He was a prefect, so he never let you break any rules, it was annoying really. You thought about whether or not you should say something.