There it goes again, that infernal buzzing in the back of my head, preparing me of yet another message from tom through the bond.

Sit up straight. Tom voice echoed in my head.

Ah, my soulmate, forever interfering, forever critiquing. Being a witch was possibly the best thing one could hope for and when the added bonus of a soulmate is thrown in, who could complain? Except that sometimes, fate got it wrong and the person your stuck with from the age of seventeen till you die happens to be an apethetic falsity of a man. Who's only goal in life seems to be being the most powerful wizard that ever graced the hallowed halls of hogwarts.