Chapter 2: Gaining overpowers losing

Choking, I open my eyes and see tombstones. "Di-did I just apparate?" I cried gasping for breath.

"Yes, you did, but do not worry, I'm 17 it's perfectly legal." Tom said.

After recovering my breath, I started walking around the tombstones. I smiles, "where exactly are we?"

"Graveyard, but I'm sure you knew that?" he laughed, watching my amazed face. "My father was buried here, but so is a relative of yours."

I whipped around to look at him with narrowed eyes, "how would you know?"

He laughed and pointed to a grave a few rows away.

"Oh…" I walked over and gasped realizing whose grave it was: my mothers.

Aphrodite October Black

1960-1980

I sank down to my knees next to her grave tears brimming in my eyes. Don't cry Katherine! Not here, not now!

"Was she important to you? Tom asked sitting down next to me.

I nodded unable to talk, thankful for the curtain of dark brown hair falling over my eyes.

Looking at me he took my hand squeezing it. "Your father never mention-"

"He. Isn't. My. Father." I said nearly growling. I glanced up at him; he looked scared to talk anymore.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to upset you."

"He is my uncle. When I was 12 I was adopted by the Malfoys," I put my hand on her stone, "This…is my…mother." My voice cracked.

"I'm so so sorry Katherine," Tom put his arm around me, holding me while I cried.

Once I found my voice I whispered, "I never even knew her, she died a moth after I was born. Well more like murdered. I just think if she were alive, how different would my life truly be?"

He shook his head, hugging me tighter.

"After she left, my aunt Bella took care of me. When I turned 1, she was captured and taken to Azkaban, I was then sent to a muggle orphanage." I glanced up at him and saw a flash of red in his eyes. I looked away thinking it was just my imagination. "What about you?"

"I was born in an orphanage where my mother died. I lived there till I was 11, that's when Dumbledore came," he said, another flash of red crossing his eyes.

"Wow we have more in common than I thought," I laughed. "Wait a second! Tom?"

"Yes?"

"You said you were 17, right?"

"Yes…"

"I'm 15 and I never saw you at Hogwarts before," I looked up at him, confusion practically written on my face.

He want stiff, staying quite for a minute, "well, after…my first year, I transferred to Durmstrang."

"I guess that makes sense," I smiled, looking up at the rising sun.

I felt his body relax, as we sat in silence.

I got up, brushing dirt of my knees, "let's move to the shade, the sun is…really bright." He got up and walked with me to a big shady tree, where we lay down, propped up on our elbows, on the cool grass beneath. "I love graveyards, their just so…comfortable."

"Yes, I love them too, they are the right place to return back to reality," he said chuckling.

"I know what you mean," I smiled and looked at him.

"You have a very interesting necklace, where did you get it?" he said holding the Crescent Moon pendent in his hand.

"It was my mothers, it's not really a family heirloom, but its special, it…protects me." I laughed as he knit his eyebrows together in confusion. "I'll tell you another time, it's not very important."

He stared into my eyes for what seemed like ages, "Katherine, I realize we just met, but it's as if I've known you my whole life," he leaned closer, his face an inch from mine. Tom smiled and gently raised my chin with two fingers, his lips met mine.

Closing my eyes, I savored it. We broke apart a minute later, but I didn't want to end, he seemed to agree.

"Katherine Patrova-Malfoy," he whispered, "I want you to be mine."

Unable to say anything, I kissed him again, "how's that for an answer?"

"Perfect," he smiled and put his arms around me, kissing me harder.

I sighed happily as I melted into his warm arms.

Tom's P.O.V.

I smiled, watching her sleeping silently in my arms. Picking her up, I apparated to her room at the Malfoy Manor. I lay her motionless body under the covers of her bed.

After a few minutes, I walked downstairs to find Lucius standing there, watching the front door.

"Waiting for someone, Lucius?" I said laughing as he nearly jumped out of his skin, He turned to look at me. "Katherine is asleep safely in her bed, but I would like to talk to you."

He let out a relieved sigh, "yes my Lord?"

"I want your son to stop flirting with my daughter, at least for the summer."

"Of course, my Lord."

Satisfied I smiles, "I believe she trusts me now, which is good. But it is hard acting as if I don't know her, but it is, of course, worth it," I sighed, talking mostly to myself than to Lucius.

"Well my Lord, you haven't been around most of her life, so you technically aren't acting, right?"

"Yes, I suppose your right Lucius," I said pondering this. "I will see her tomorrow, but let her sleep, I will wait."