A/N: I don't own any characters which are not mine. I hope you enjoy!

Getting her into the hospital wing wasn't so bad, just trying to explain the fall was. Autumn was clearly embarrassed about it and didn't give really any details than that she had tripped and nearly killed herself on the moving stairs. I didn't know any of the things that had happened, so I just sat there acting so that it looked like I cared. Just for show, nothing more; I stretched my back gently as I plotted of what I needed to do with the information. I had almost found out about…

"Tom, you can leave now, if you wish." Autumn's voice suddenly burst into my head. I sighed.

"Autumn, I can stay," I said trying to act interested in her situation.

"Tom, I know you're bored," she sighed looking at me, "you don't have to bore yourself to tears."

I figured she knew why I was here, so I sat up and left her lying on the bed behind me, boring her eyes into my back.

October 15, 1942

I was walking down a corridor trying to mind my own business. After that nasty fall in September I couldn't exactly walk straight. That was literally that last time I had seen Tom excepting the time his friends and him walked right on past me. I was a nothing to him as I had expected. Sighing, I ducked down into a hiding hole of mine, which was under the Astronomy tower. It was a nice spot and nobody ever looked for me, so it was a nice place to relax and catch up on all the immense reading we had to do.

Concentrating on my book, I felt ice on my shoulder making me yelp with surprise. Turning to look around at my surrounding I saw the last person, or rather ghost, that I wanted to see.

"What do you want?" I hissed at her attempting to put my book away for good keeping. My sister loomed over me, or as everyone else knew her, the grey lady.

"Well, isn't that a nice way to greet family?" her voice sounded bored, but I could tell that she wanted to talk.

I sighed and looked her boredly, but I was very thoroughly irked at her "sorry, but I was trying to study."

"I see that," the grey lady said quietly. "But you know, your sister wants to know what's going on with you, especially since you ran away from your family."

"You know why I did it!" I hissed at her angrily, this was a very touchy subject for me, "Why bring it up?"

"Maybe because you never came back," she sounded hurt. I grabbed my locket and showed her it.

"I never came back because of what father did to me!" I growled wanting to throttle her.

I was going to the Astronomy tower when I heard two people arguing. Stopping and listing in upon it, I heard one voice I faintly recognized and another I knew. Peering quietly around the corner, I saw the Grey Lady and Autumn arguing. I couldn't see Autumn's face, but the back of her neck was red so I assumed she was flustered and also by the words coming out in spurts also helped that reasoning.

Stopping, I just waited for them to finish, and of course I eavesdropped, who wouldn't?

"…you know mother was always worried sick about you after you left," the grey lady continued, "and to know I couldn't tell her was worse than you leaving!"

"But you know what father did to me! He tore my soul into two!" That was Autumn her voice was icy. More icy than I had ever expected it to be, to anyone, but what was surprising me more is that she seemed to be playing along with the ghost.

"Tore your soul in two?" the grey lady now sounded horrified. "You don't mean…"

She was interrupted by Autumn's hiss, which I could barely make out, "yes, sister, he made me into a horcrux."

'What in the world, is a horcrux?' I thought as I listened more intently.

"Why didn't you tell me that?" the Grey Lady sounded hurt now, "mother would've left him and taken us!"

"How do I know that?" I heard tears in Autumn's voice, "How would've you known that? When were young and naive, he used me like I'd use one of my dolls!"

"Sister, I'm so, sorry," I now heard the sadness in the Grey Lady's voice, "I should've…"

"Don't say you should've guessed," Autumn's voice was now a low growl as she cut the ghost off, "you know what father liked to use me as!"

"I didn't think, he'd sink so low." The grey lady sounded sad. "Mother, always was trying to help him."

I suddenly felt the urge to sneeze, holding my breath I hope it would pass.

My cheeks were tear stained now, as tears still trickled out of my eyes. I hated my father and all that he had done to me; I was nothing more than an experiment to him.

"Father lost my trust long ago sister, it is no surprise to me that I hate him, and I think it wouldn't have been his surprise either," I said icily as I suddenly heard someone sneeze loudly. I jumped and looked towards the corner and suddenly took out my wand.

"Taratallegra!" I shouted and pointed at the corner. I heard a suddenly flurry of robes. This spell never got old, and it was hilarious on first years when they were least expecting it.

"Hey!" I heard a voice that I faintly recognized as I rounded the corner and my sister took off to places unknown in the castle. Walking over to the corner, I wiped my eyes and stared at the last person I expected to see: Tom.

"What are you doing here?" I asked waiting for him to answer.

"I… was… headed to… the tower!" he managed to gasp out as he continued to dance under my watchful eye and I noticed him trying to grab his wand, sighing I grabbed his wand and placed it in my pocket. I placed my hand on his forehead and pressed it against the wall as I held my wand to his neck. I felt a burst of tingles rip down through my arm, making me nearly gasp. My eyes widened and I knew he felt it too as his eyes widened with mine.

I hissed out the counter curse as I suddenly collapsed on to his chest. My hand was still on his forehead and the tingling sensation got worse and it felt more like pleasure than just tingling. I looked up at him and this moment just felt so incredibly right. His lips were so close to mine, so close. His eyes were half closed and I could feel him shaking with the tingles. Another one of my father's curses, that I should never have a boy kiss me.

As I tried to take my hand off of his forehead, I didn't know what he was thinking, but I felt his lips against mine. I gasped in surprised and as I tried to break away he held my arms against my sides.

I stared at him gasping as he finally broke away. My mind was so incredibly confused, but all I could was stare at him and him at me. I was shaking in his grasp. Something in my mind suddenly just buried itself, and I knew this was it. I was going to die loving this boy whether I hated myself for it or not.