It had been about a week since the happenings in Tom's room. I hadn't forgotten anything that he had said. It made me ridiculously happy. Unfortunately, he didn't remember anything that he had said, because of my memory charm.

I went down to the common room as usual, to find Tom waiting there for me.

"Breakfast?"

"Sure." We walked down to the great hall, side by side.

The first class was Potions again. We strolled into the dungeon. I had forgotten that Tom had to choose his potion today. He would probably pick the polyjuice potion, since I had taken the veritaserum. And used it all on him, but he didn't need to know that.

As we all got settled down, Slughorn boomed, "Alright Tom! As we were all, sadly, interrupted last class the bell, you didn't get a chance to choose your potion! Choose wisely my boy!" He leaned forward expectantly.

He'll pick the polyjuice potion for sure.

"I'll take…the love potion, sir." He said quietly.

I'm sure that at that moment, I looked completely ridiculous. My mouth had fallen open. I was astounded. Why on earth had he picked it? He hated love potions. Because of his mother.

But he had picked it over the polyjucie potion. I didn't understand why! With the polyjucie potion, the possibilities were endless. Why hadn't he picked that?

The rest of the class, again, passed by in a blur. I barely remembered what we did, or what we learned. And at the end of the day, that was still all I could think about.

I walked down to dinner, so lost in a haze of thought that I didn't even realize that Tom was calling my name until he was right beside me, shaking my shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he asked, "you seem rather pale." I honestly wasn't paying any attention to the words that he was saying. I was to focused on his hand on my shoulder, and the warmth of his skin that I could feel, even through my shirt.

"You look rather…" He trailed off. I quickly looked away from him, as I realized my skin was flushed.

"It's nothing," I whispered.

After dinner, we walked up to the dormitories together. I collapsed in one of the armchairs closest to the fire. I guess I was feeling a little off. But I couldn't tell if Tom was the cause of this or not. I could barely begin to untangle my web on emotions anymore.

When he came back into the common room, he was holding something in a goblet. "It's a fever potion." He said. He handed it to me, and sat down. I reached for the goblet, and drank the whole thing down in a few gulps.

But wait. Suddenly, I wasn't tired anymore. Everything looked distorted, slightly blurry, but more beautiful than ever before. I looked around at Tom, and gasped. He was glorious. His skin glowed milky pale in the light of the fire.

Suddenly I was overcome by an emotion so fierce that I had to give into it. My thought were completely distorted. All I could think of was how much I wanted him right now.

I scrambled off of the chair that I saw sitting in, and practically crawled onto his lap. "Tom," I sighed. I pulled him close to me, my fingers already fidgeting with the buttons on his short, desperately undoing them one by one. He pulled my close and I attacked his lips with a fiery passion. I lost myself in his kisses.

When I heard the entrance to the common room open, I didn't even look up. But I heard the sharp gasp that echoed around the room. Tom moved his head away from me to speak with the person. I felt intoxicated by his closeness. I was drunk with happiness. I could no longer control myself. I concentrated on getting the rest of his shirt off. I wasn't really listening to the conversation that was taking place, but I still heard it, nonetheless.

"Leave, Malfoy. There will be no meeting tonight. As you can see, I'm rather…preoccupied at the moment."

I managed to get his shirt off. I pulled his head back to me, tangling my hands in his hair.

"But you said that she was only a… friend." Tom only smirked in reply.

"What the devil is going on…Oh my." Slughorn had entered the room. Probably wanting to know why no one was moving from the portrait hole. He sent Tom a brief smile before booming to the other students, "Let's all go down to my office and have a little party, shall we? I'm sure the headmaster wont' mind." He threw a wink over his shoulder as he exited again, taking the rest of the Slytherins with him. Leaving Tom and I, together, alone for the night.