A/N: Hello my lovelies, I know I promised this update like AGES ago but it seems in recent times all plot bunnies have just vanished so, yeah... Good news is I left some chocolate eggs out for them and they came back! So the plot bunnies are back, I do have some ancient prewritten stuff for Similar which I'll get betaed and up soon but Monster...well I've decided to press the fast forward button on the timeline because all these drabblely type stories I'm writing at the moment are really pissing me off...they just require more than I can think of. Soooooooo, I'm going to move forward a bit I'll let you know where in the timeline I am at the beginning of each chapter.
Thanks for sticking with me guys, it means alot xx ~nikki

March was here and the birds were chirping and baby animals were being born and frankly it was making Jessica quite nauseous. The sound of little baby birds waking her up every morning, no wonder she couldn't sleep. Then, well then there was Tom he had been becoming increasingly annoying. It would appear that he still hadn't gotten over the whole logic puzzle about birthdays and heritage she'd sent whizzing his way last week…

For Merlin's sake it was a stupid joke. (Not an egotistical thing, no not at all.) Why did he have to win everything anyway? Couldn't he stand someone else stealing the spotlight for once? Apparently not…

He was acting like a child. Really though, were all boys like this?

That might've explained why she was here…in the library…or rather outside…waiting for Tom…to…apologise.

It didn't make sense…he'd started it but…he was the only one who knew…what she was…and therefore the only real 'friend' she had.

It was bad enough he ignored her in Potions and Transfiguration but, Divination where he was the closest Slytherin to her of a vaguely impressive and equal intelligence level, which was just cruel, she might add.

Goddamnit, to hell with it…she kind of liked the attention…it felt nice to be noticed by someone like him…someone who could do better than her for someone to hang around with.

Her target was soon it sight.

"Tom?"

He just kept walking and the only thing Jessica hated more than childish antics was being ignored and this had gone way too far!

"Tom!" she hissed, grabbing onto his sleeve to keep him from walking, which sort of worked before he dragged her off into a corner that was only inhabited by shadows.

"What do you want?!" he hissed back.

"To find out what the hell is going on!"

"What do you mean?"

"You know, the ignoring and sideways looks."

"That bothered you?" Jessica was taken aback slightly; thankfully it didn't show on the 11-year-old's face.

"No!"

"Then why…"

"Because! It's a pain!"

"You're a Slytherin, deal with it!"

"You're a half-blood!"

"What?! How did you…?"

"Muggle book, Muggle orphanage. You wouldn't call it a Muggle book if you were a Muggle-born, but no respectful pure-blood family would leave a child at a Muggle orphanage."

He huffed slightly. She continued.

"I guess we're uneven now…"

He stayed silent.

"Celina… My middle name it's Celina."

He looked like he was about to protest but she held a finger to his lips.

"I won't hear it just talk to me again." She looked away slightly "Divinations stupid and I…I…Just…" She huffed herself now, blowing a small strand of copper hair out of her sapphire eyes, "You know."

She walked away. Back towards the Dungeons. Tom just stood there. He reckoned that was the first time he was at a loss for words. It would also be the last, she would never see him like that again. He walked in the opposite direction to meet up with Rosier, he had quite a good group of resources, or 'friends' as he called them for the public, so why did he like those stolen moments with Jessica, so much?

He wouldn't actually know that until much later…