Author's Note: Second Chapter, I like this particular chapter, though I'm not sure why. Read on. As always thanks to Greacely and to everyone else. Especially Herentias Meridiae.

Just when I thought you were gone, you came back
Just when I was ready to receive you,
You were smooth, you were rough,
You were more than enough.
Ah babe, why did I ever leave you,
Or believe you? –Born in Time ~Eric Clapton

~Chapter Two~

She Knows

He watched through the closed window, the room was dark as the moon was hidden behind some clouds and visibility was made very difficult for those that were awake to see. But, as nobody really was, he didn't give this much thought. He knew this was a dangerous thing for him to do, but he didn't care much. He saw who he wanted to see; her red hair, even in the darkness, could be told apart.

She was sleeping soundlessly and peacefully, one of her hands resting upon her stomach and the other stretched beside her. As his eyes adjusted more to the darkness, he could see well. He could see her completely; she was covered by a sheet that was dangerously low on her navel, the top of her pajamas were bunched up so that her stomach could be seen bare, but not farther up than that. Her chest rose and fell every time she breathed, she seemed undisturbed.

The moon came out from its hiding place, flooding the room with its silvery glare, and allowing him to see how her skin glowed eerily in the bluish light.

He opened the window and stepped inside the room, the hinges, being old and rusty, squeaked loudly, but no one even stirred; she didn't at least. In an instant, he had walked the length of the room and over to the foot of her bed, not daring to step any closer. But he did. He stood over her, watching her sleeping figure. He put a hand on the mattress, but it sank and made a loud noise, and this time, she did stir. He fled to the shadows of the room, next to window in a spot where the moon did not shine.

She opened her eyes slowly and they quickly became fixated on an intense, icy cold gaze. Those eyes… she knew those eyes! She blinked, still lying down, but either the eyes blinked or the person went away, she squinted in the darkness and looked around, but the sudden sound of a window slamming made her jerk until she was looking at the now closed window. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, all was calm. Had it been a dream? No, she had the distinct feeling that it wasn't.

She lay awake on her four-poster, the night was eerily quiet. Her roommates were fast asleep, but she could not go back to sleep, not on her busy mind, and not with feeling the all-too-known burning in her chest.

The Drop of Inroro.

She sat up with a jolt, her eyes widening in the still darkness. She put a hand to grasp her drop, but it burned her intensely. It hadn't burned for the past three months. It was now December, and he had taken her away at the start of term, in September. When she had come back from four weeks in the past, she found that she was not, as she thought, at the exact same time in which he had taken her from. She was a week after. However, the inquiry this caused was a very confusing one, including a tale of having lost her memory temporarily and getting lost in the Forbidden Forest. This tale was supported by Harry, Hermione and Draco Malfoy, who had helped her to make up the story as they were the three sole witnesses who indeed knew the truth.

The last time the drop had burned was when she had been near… him. "I still want you," Those silent words made their way to her ear and she gasped at recognizing the familiar hiss.

Long lost words whisper slowly to me

Her eyes darted around the room, she was panting. She slowly got out of her bed, her mind racing quickly. Trembling slightly, she looked out the window. The grounds were empty and quiet; serenely dark and expressing how she really felt at the moment.

No one understood.

No one wanted to understand, to listen, and much less to pay attention. She felt trapped, alone in every aspect of the word. The only person that understood her, she'd shut him out completely. He was her best friend and her worst enemy. He used the fact that he knew about her to blackmail her and to his own amusement.

Draco Malfoy.

So she was alone, forced to keep herself quiet. It was unbearable. She did not even speak to Harry and Hermione, who also knew, but she had also shut them out. She had shut herself within herself, in a place where no one could reach her, but there was one person that did. She didn't know why she allowed Draco Malfoy to see her inner feelings. He could see right through her and this frightened her.

Why was she here? She did not belong in this world, with this people.

Still can't find what keeps me here

When all this time I've been so hollow inside

She couldn't take it anymore. She stormed out of the dormitory and into the common room. The fire was almost out, putting the room in almost complete darkness. She walked towards the fireplace and stood before it, watching the embers dance before her eyes.

Tears were pouring down her face. Whispers of nameless fears presented themselves in her mind. She was empty.

How she would like an Avius Memoriola, or just someone to take her into one. No one had been able to make her forget about everything, to make her see that cares were pathetic. No one… except Tom Riddle.

But she had been under a spell. Under a spell for five years. But he himself broke it, for the sake of himself, the selfish brat. He had taken her high into heaven, to drop her down again. He had given her everything she ached for, to then take it away from her. Oh, she remembered clearly. He had made her his, made an unbreakable connection. She remembered every detail, every hollow and curve of him.

He had feared that knowledge, she knew it.

That was why he'd sent her back. That, and because she had finally figured out his weakness, and that was his love for her, and so, he'd been afraid that she would have used that knowledge against him.

A breeze blew the fire out and the burning on her throat intensified. She stayed perfectly still and she felt a caress, almost barely brushing her face, but it had been there.

I know you're still there

The fire lit up again, her heart started to race. She brought a hand up to her face, it was damp by her tears, but she had definitely felt it. She knew it had been real. She sighed and dropped her hand. She stared into the fire again and shook her head.

"Oh Tom Riddle, you're back."

Author's Note: Okay, there we go. Do review and tell me what you think. Also, I would recommend you guys to read the song "Born in Time" completely, it it's such a beautiful song. Ah… I'll post it here. Before I forget; the lyrics that are in between text are from the song Fallen by Evanescence.

In the lonely night,
In the stardust of a pale moonlight,
I think of you in black and white
When we were made of dreams.
 
I walked alone through the shaky streets,
Listening to my heart beat
In the record-breaking heat
When we were born in time.
 
Just when I thought you were gone, you came back
Just when I was ready to receive you.
You were smooth, you were rough,
You were more than enough.
Ah babe, why did I ever leave you
Or believe you?
 
In the rising curve,
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,
I took you close and got what I deserve
When we were born in time.
 
Just when I knew who to thank, you went blank
Just as the firelight was gleaming.
You were snow, you were rain,
You were stripes and you were plain.
Oh babe, can it be you've been scheming
Or was I dreaming?
 
In the hills of mystery,
In the foggy web of destiny,
You're still so deep inside of me
When we were born in time.
 
Lovely, isn't it? Again, do leave a review. ^^;
~Blue Rain