Okay, I'll admit, I'm a bit of a softy when it comes to teenage psychopaths, and it's just killing me how Meg and Tom are getting virtually nowhere in their relationship thus far. I'm gonna prolong any further happenings for now, at least until I get some reviews from you guys. What do you think? Moving too slow? Too fast? For now, enjoy some filler stuff that I needed to explain some stuff. I think I'll do it in character POVs, because, I don't know about you, but I sort of want to get inside their heads and see what's going on in their. Anyway, here it is!

"Meg?"

"Yeah?" I looked over the top of the Jane Austin book I was reading at Tom.

"What... what do you... I mean- I've never seen you with..." Tom, having trouble finding words? Well, this can't be good...

"Spit it out, love."

"What is it that you look for in a... boy?" Well, that was a somewhat abnormal question...

"Why do you ask?"

"I just wanted to know more about you, that's all." I felt my face flush. He really needed to stop saying stuff like that.

"Well..." I began, thinking my words through carefully. I couldn't let on that I had feeling for him. I couldn't! Oh, just thinking about it – the humiliation! "I think I'd like someone who I could have an intelligent conversation with."

"So Malfoy's pretty much out of the question."

"Yes," I laughed. "That's a scary thought."

"You were saying?"

"Well, they'd have to be... sensitive. Not a pushover, mind you, but someone who's not afraid to let their feelings show. And someone honest. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a liar. There has to be trust in a relationship, right?"

"Right."

-Tom-

A/N: In my mind, Tom has a bit of schizophrenia, so if you see his thoughts in italics that's his... other side. I mean, come on. We can't have him completely perfect. That would be ridiculous. Confused? Good.

That's it. I'm never lying again. No, stop, can't have these thoughts, Tom. You have a mission, remember? Some filthy half-blood isn't going to get in the way of that, now is she? Don't speak of her like that! She's... Tainted. Perfect. I... I even think I might... Stop right there, Tom. You're under the influence of a simple teenage crush. You can't let it sway you from-

"Tom?" Meg was looking at me with that adorable concerned look hovering in her green eyes. You've lost it, Tom! Well, obviously. "Are you okay? You sort of got all silent and just... stopped!"

"I'm fine. Just... tired." Pathetic, isn't it? Echoing her words without even realizing it. You've lost to this girl she has power over you, and we can't have that, Tom. No, stop! I don't... want... this, I- "I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow." I stood up abruptly, startling her, by the look she was giving me. I couldn't stand that look, but I knew that if I stayed, with those thoughts... those thoughts that I couldn't control, I would likely do something I would regret. Above anything else, Meg's safety is what mattered.

I can control this. I can stop this. Oh, really?

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