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That's what happened:
Evgenia looked at him, not quite agreeing.
Shrugging, she dropped the subject.
"So, Tom, you said that I owe you something…"
On with the story:
"Right." was all Tom said, his face impassive. Evgenia looked at him expectantly and followed him down a dark corridor in the dungeons. Tom stopped abruptly at a portrait and muttered some words. The door swung open and Evgenia and Tom stepped into the Hogwarts grounds.
"I didn't know that this was also an exit." Evgenia was impressed. "You still don't know a lot." Tom said darkly.
It was dark outside and stars everywhere; a beautiful clear night. Evgenia sighed happily. "It's beautiful here."
Tom grunted. He was on a real date. And he was being ROMANTIC. "Wanna go for a walk at the lake?" he said. 'What? Did I just suggest that? Am I completely out of my mind? I should not go on dates with pretty women and take them on romantic dates.' he thought angrily.
They walked silently towards the lake, both enjoying each other's company.
Suddenly a bush rustled. Evgenia let out a small cry of shock. Tom immediately stepped in front of Evgenia, his wand drawn. "Who's there?" he called out menacingly.
The bush rustled again and out walked… a squirrel.
Evgenia almost laughed out loud in relief. "I thought you were something or someone dangerous. Excuse us." she said breezily, smiling lightly.
Tom looked at her adoringly. She was also kind to animals… not only to other people. He shook his head. He would make sure that she didn't find out about his death eater activity. She would definitely not find out.
He looked at her and walked over to her – her pale face shining in the darkness. Her pale but beautiful face looking softly at him. He took her cold small hands into his big warm ones and squeezed them lightly.
"Thank you." she said looking up at him. "What do you mean?" Tom asked surprised. "Just now, when you saved me from whatever there could have been." Evgenia said, nodding towards the bush, where the squirrel was still eating nuts.
"Come one, I would never let anyone hurt you." he said earnestly, staring into her eyes. Their faces inched closer and then…
… they kissed. Very softly and timidly at the beginning, their lips were barely touching, but then Tom groaned and pulled her nearer towards him. Their kiss intensified and it got more and more passionate.
An owl hooted somewhere. They kissed.
A bat was flying through the trees. They kissed.
A small breeze of wind. They kissed.
After what seemed like an eternity, Evgenia broke off. Tom patted her head and pulled her head onto his hard chest, while still stroking her hair. God her hair was beautiful. Tom enjoyed the silky feeling beneath his fingertips.
"They're here TOO?" an incredulous voice asked from far away.
Tom and Evgenia jumped up and looked at each other in shock. Who could that be?
And then the snarling face of Andrej appeared. Anastacia looked murderously at him.
"What are YOU doing here? I thought you were about to go to bed!" Andrej snarled, Dumbledore's niece still at his side. "The same can be said about you, quite frankly." his sister responded in a superiour voice.
"So, I was right to take 20 points from Gryffindor." Tom said superciliously. "WHAT?" Sarah asked the first time taking part in this conversation. "Oh, you understood me perfectly, Dumbledore's niece – I deducted 20 points from Gryffindor. Why? Because you were outside after hours." Tom sneered.
"YOU? How come YOU took points?" Andrej was raging. "Look Dolohov, I – unlike you – am headboy. And therefore have the authority to decide what's good and bad and deduct points." Tom smirked.
"So you just took 20 points, because we were outside after hours? So what about your points then? You are outside as well!" Andrej was now dangerously near to Tom and didn't back off, although Tom was about a head taller. "Do you see a Gryffindor headboy or Gryffindor prefect? I don't." Tom replied.
"You evil Slytherin-git. Get out of our way." Andrej spat.
Tom's want was out in half a second. "Don't you DARE say that again, Dolohov. Or it will be the last time that you are wearing this hideous Gryffindor tie. I will strangle you with it." Tom's voice was not only menacing, but it was terrifying.
No one noticed that his eyes had flashed red for not even a second.
TRTRTR
Evgenia awoke the next morning – too late. She quickly recalled last night.
After Tom and her had headed back to the Slytherin dorm, he kissed her good-night, a kiss that made her knees go weak and his heart beat faster.
Tom was a great kisser. Evgenia smiled slightly at the memory. He was not only devastatingly handsome and a gentleman and a protector, but also really sexy.
Evgenia frowned. What would be now? Were they together? Would they be together? How were they going to react today?
She slumped out of bed and noticed that she had already missed transfiguration. Never mind. She was never too fond of Transfiguration anyway.
TRTRTR
To her surprise, she arrived early in potions. Slughorn greeted her jovially.
"Miss Dolohova, good to see you. Are you already looking forward to our little gathering tomorrow?" he asked her with a twinkle in his eyes. Bugger. She had almost forgotten. The Slug Club. Of course.
"Yes, of course, professor, I can't wait." she smiled slightly at him. "I bet you can't. You know who will be visiting us? Lawrence Wood. A Scottish quidditch player. Very famous. A Gryffindor though…." Slughorn said, leaving Evgenia speechless. What could she say to that now?
She was lucky though – the rest of the class walked inside, chattering loudly.
"Tststs, Miss Dolohova, you cannot possibly think of ditching class." Tom smirked, sliding into the seat beside her. "Whose fault do you think it is? Who kept me up last night?" she grinned. "Hmm, it was your suggestion, don't forget that. Besides, you owed me something. Had you managed to identify the correct ice cream flavour, we would have gone straight to bed." Tom said, half joking.
"Which way do you prefer then?" Evgenia raised her eyebrows and brushed her beautiful long red hair out of her face. "Uh, " Tom was momentarily speechless. The dark lord is never speechless. But you cannot go flirting with her…
"I think it was good that you didn't guess the correct flavour." Tom said quietly, not meeting her eyes. "What about you?" he asked after a slight pause.
"It was a great evening. Thanks Tom." she said honestly.
Tom turned towards here, gratefulness written all over his face. He took both of her hands and squeezed them reassuringly briefly. "Thank you too." he said almost barely audibly.
TRTRTR
The potions classroom was filled with thick yellow fumes. They were supposed to be brewing a complex potion that was supposed to create happiness. Evgenia and Tom had meanwhile progressed furthest.
Evgenia noticed that Abraxas was laughing unkindly at Andrej's potion that had turned green although it should be of a sunny yellow colour. She shook her head. She didn't like other people bullying her friends or family but at the moment she didn't think of her brother too highly. He had changed. To the worse.
Evgenia and Tom were finished and were breathing in the scent of the happiness-potion. Evgenia inhaled deeply and grinned at Tom who grinned back, both of them utterly relaxed. "So, are you looking forward to the Slug Club tomorrow?" Tom asked Evgenia.
"Yes, sure. It will be interesting. He told me a famous quidditch player is visiting." she told him. "Really? I'm not too fond of quidditch, actually." "Who will be there?" "A lot of Slytherins and some Ravenclaws. No Hufflepuff and just one Gryffindor." Tom grinned.
"Oh, no Hufflepuff?"
"Come on, they are just put there, because they don't belong to any other house." Tom sneered.
Evgenia didn't know what to say against that.
"So what about that one Gryffindor?" she asked.
Tom rolled his eyes. "She shouldn't be with us. She is not pretty, not intelligent, not interesting… the only interesting is her uncle."
"So… who is it?"
