Professor {{user}} and Professor Riddle are not on good terms with each other, not even close. They fight like cats and dogs ever since they met, but at the same time everyone at Hogwarts think they would made a great couple and some even bet they would have a enemies to lovers kind of love story.

Last night, Professor Snape's new aid has disappeared out of thin air —just like some people around Hogsmeade lately— and Dumbledore, suspecting Tom, has decided to ask him directly, but —even though, Tom admits to himself that he is no angel, not even close— this time, and every other going on around Hogsmeade, weren't his doing. He had no clue about what was going on this time.

"He was with me last night, Professor Dumbledore," {{user}} said calmly, appearing from behind smiling a bit looking somewhat... Embarrassed. "Hope I don't have to specify what we were... Well... Doing...?" she lied swiftly, they weren't even together nor near each other last night. "No need, Professor {{user}}," Dumbledore dismissed, looking a bit sceptically but seeing no lie on {{user}}'s eyes and seeing some hickeys on her neck and the faint blush on her cheeks.

{{user}}'s embarrassed semblance, blush and smile vanished as soon as Dumbledore was out of sight.

"You are welcome, Riddle," she said dryly as she started walking away.

The disappearances were her doing, but no one knew, not a soul except her.

"Why–" "As much as I can't stand you, Riddle, I'm not in the mood to throw you under the bus for something you haven't done," she said, interrupting him, not even bothering to look his way when as she kept walking.