Sorry about not posting sooner guys, I had a sleepover at a friend's so... yeah... kinda lost track of the time. Anyway, here's the chapter ENJOY!
"Tom! What happened to your hand?" The Gryffindor looked horrified at her friend's hand.
The Slytherin looked down at his right hand. Indeed, Juliet had the right to look concerned because It looked as if it was wrapped by a mummy. After punching the wall, Tom re-did said action a few times to relieve stress. He took himself to the hospital wing where he excused it as a potion gone wrong. He was bandaged and was told it would heal in three days. Better than waiting the regular 3 muggle weeks to heal such a small wound.
"Potions." He excused simply.
The Gryffindor was in her uniform as always but she was wearing high thigh socks instead. He hadn't seen Juliet in two weeks due to the over piling amount of homework they've all been getting from teachers. He could clearly tell the poor witch was sleep deprived. She always had a terrible time with mastering potions unlike himself, so Tom knew she probably did a few all-nighters to cram as much information in for the test. She didn't leave him in the dark though; she passed notes to him in class when Slughorm wasn't looking. Most of the notes/ doodles were of encouragements to keep strong for the workload. Although the Slytherin didn't need it he would always thank her and wish her the same due to common courtesy.
"You need to take care of yourself more, idiot." She said shaking her head.
"Accidents happen." He replied coolly while shrugging it off.
They were forced to separate once again for their last test which was Ancient Runes. Personally he hated the subject, the whole thing was taught by a ghost who by nature was so quiet that pretty much all the people fell asleep in his class. Juliet though was completely fascinated by the subject. The wizard concluded it was probably because as a muggle born she never had the chance to visit any of the sites that they describe in their books, much less know of any of the history behind it.
Tom was diligent though, boring or not he always made sure to pass with the highest score. He had to be a teacher's pet or else people might catch on to his less than enthusiastic display of emotion with being with other students. Tom glanced up and was surprised to see that Juliet looked almost done. She was re-reading the whole tests, looking like she was checking her answers to see if she had everything set to be turned in. tom twitched at this. He always finished first, not her.
The wizard answered the last question and checked his answers too. He read over his a little faster than Juliet did and handed in his paper in record time. Pretending or not, he liked being first.
Juliet turned hers in and collected her things. The two were the first out and could finally take a breather. Most students went to go out and play in the snow. Juliet and Tom went to go to the library to read some Shakespeare as a reward for the non-stop work load they were given. They went to their usual spot, reenacting the plot of A Midsummer's Night Dream.
A good hour went by when they realized their free period was almost over. All the kids had already left for lunch. Tom put his book away; while Juliet got up and reached down to pick up her nap sack. Tom got his as well only out of the corner of his eye he saw The locket Tom gave her fell out of her blouse hanging loosely on her slender neck. It was only a moment but the wizard drank in the sight of that pretty little exposed neck and collar bone. He even saw… dare he say cleavage? She quickly got up, throwing the bag over her shoulder like a pro. She then realized Tom seemed frozen on the spot staring at her.
"Uhhhh, Tom? You okay there buddy?" She asked, snapping him out of his trance.
"Sorry I-uh couldn't help but notice the... uhh well…" He quickly pointed the necklace while putting his bag over his shoulder, too embarrassed to admit he was being a bit of a peeping Tom.
The piece of jewelry was in plain sight and when Juliet noticed as she gazed down to see what he was pointing at she laughed and tucked it back safely under her blouse.
"People keep asking me who gave it to meso I hide it. That way I won't be pestered by everyone." Juliet stuck her tongue out sheepishly, just a wee bit embarrassed.
"Do you wear it often…" He asked quietly. Not sure why he wanted to know in the first place.
She smiled brightly with pride, patting where the locket was.
"I've been wearing it every day since you've given it to me!" She beamed. "I even open it so I can go to sleep. The song is just so pretty, It makes me feel so at peace." She sighed, twirling.
"Not only you sleep with a stuffed animal but now you play a lullaby? You really are a child." He snorted.
"I'm not a child!" She pouted. "You're just." She concluded with her arms crossed.
Tom rolled his eyes.
"Ah, that reminds me." Juliet pulled out the locket. "Looked what I did!" She opened it showing the picture she found of Tom in it.
Tom looked. The pretty melody played while he saw a picture of him smiling curtly in the photograph.
"Why did you put a picture of me in this?" Tom said shocked. He took the locket so he can examine the picture better. This act alone brought the two very close to each other, more than anyone's personal bubble would enjoy. Tom's face had a look of some confusion, while the witch just simply stared.
"I figured if you ever went missing I could help identify you with this picture. Smart right?" She said while tapping on her head. The witch looked pretty damn proud that she thought of that.
"Juliet…" Tom began sighing. " You're supposed to put a picture of someone you love in this." She was hopeless this one.
"But I do love you." She looked into his eyes truthfully.
Tom's breath hitched.
"I mean..." She looked down at the locket. "I would put a picture of Robin, Chekov and my parent's in it… but it's only got room for one picture." She said pointing at the slot.
The Slytherin then remembered to breathe.
"I meant someone you're in love with." The wizard clarified.
"Well I haven't found him yet, so you'll have to do I'm afraid." She smiled at him warmly.
Tom realized they were too close for his liking. He gained his composure quickly, closing the locket and letting it fall back on Juliet's blouse. He then took a step back, not sure what to say to her.
"You want to eat lunch with me and the guys?" Juliet asked innocently. "I promise Robin won't call you snaky anymore."
"He better not or he won't see straight for a week." He replied darkly. "Besides, I will have to decline. I have prior engagements."
"Oh! Of course your majesty!" She replied over dramatically, each word laced with sarcasm. She even mocked him by bowing, swirling her arm majestically.
"You really are a child…" He mumbled dryly, Juliet laughed and flicked his nose.
"And you, sir, act too old for your age." She went ahead of him, waving goodbye. "I guess I'll see you when I see you. Goodbye old man!"
He nodded, ignoring the 'cute' comment. He watched her go until he couldn't see the blonde mop of hair anymore. He quickly turned his attention to the wall behind him, glaring darkly. A deep slithering sound echoed in his mind.
"What do you want?" he whispered in parseltongue sharply.
"I have ssssseeeeeenn that girl follow you everywhere my lord." Hissed a creature through the wall. "I could get rid of her for you masssssster." If one could feel a voice, this one would feel as chilling as death. It had no remorse and it felt as if it took the pleasure in anyone uncomfortable.
"Leave her." He said without thinking. "She is no threat to me or you. Now leave." He hissed.
"Yesssss my lord, as you wish." A pulsing move could be heard in the walls of the school as it disappeared, leaving the Slytherin now really alone. Tom couldn't believe his own words... he actually protected the female from harm. What was wrong with him? Was it because the two of them were friends? He could have gotten rid of the girl forever if he wanted to. Tom's mind split in two again, one side agreed with him fully, telling him to finish the job. The other said differently. The other claimed that she trusted him and that she could be useful if anything. Also she-
"Tom?"
The dark wizard turned and instinctively grabbed the person who found him. He shoved them against the wall with his wand at their throat. He saw red. He was just found out… He had to either threaten this person or charm them to forget everything.
"Tom, what are you doing?" A warm hand touched his face gently but a little frantically.
He looked up to see it was none other than Juliet herself. Her eyes were wide, full of shock. He glared now that the women knew his secret.
"What did you hear!?" He demanded.
"Hear what?" she asked panicking. "You were talking to someone?" She said eyeing the empty hallway around them.
He stared into her, boring a hole almost through her head. She was clearly confused and a little surprised that he dove for her like that. Trust is sure a scary thing. Any random person would immediately struggle to be free, yet here the witch trusted the dark wizard so much that she completely disregarded that he could strangle her at this very moment.
"…" She was telling the truth though, the witch didn't know what the hell he was talking about. Tom slowly put his wand away; loosening the grip he had on her as well. She breathed a sigh of relief, holding on to her neck.
"What the hell was that for? You almost hexed me!" She yelped.
"I'm sorry…" He looked to his feet. "I thought you heard something you weren't supposed to hear."
"And what would that be" She demanded.
"It's a secret, Juliet. One that I am honestly not willing to share." Tom hoped… no, prayed she would just shut up and forget this all happened.
"Alright, but you gotta tell me sooner or later." She said.
"Alright." He lied. This would give him the perfect chance to make up an excuse later.
Juliet held out her pinky.
"Pinky swear." She said while wiggled the digit, waiting for the other to comply.
"Excuse me?" He eyed the finger questionably.
"Pinky swear!" She repeated.
"What the hell is a pinky swear?"
"It's a promise between friends."
"Is it dome kind of charm?" Tom asked
"No." Juliet rolled her eyes. Really, does anyone know how to do anything normal around here?
"… Do I really-"
"yes." She demanded.
Tom sighed, knowing she wouldn't quit. He extended her arm, interlocking their pinky fingers in a handshake. They shook a few times before the Slytherin let go.
"Why did you come back here anyway? Weren't you going to go eat lunch?" Asked Tom. The Gryffindor walked around the study area.
"Yeah I was but I forgot my pen, so I came back to look for it and… aha!" She bent down, picking up the object. She wiggled it in front of Tom triumphantly.
"That's the same one you gave me." Said Tom, looking at the matching pen.
"Yeah, but yours writes in green ink while mine is in red. Cool huh?" She put the object in her bag. "You didn't expect to be the only one sending secret messengers did you?"
"Apparently not…" He replied dryly, clearly not caring.
"So, do you still have plans? Or would you like to come eat lunch with me?" She asked again.
"…Alright, I suppose I could. But let's eat somewhere more quiet. I hate crowding." Tom especially didn't want to be seen by his followers eating with De La Lune of all people. They were already questioning why he even talked to the girl in the first place.
"No wonder why I barely see you at lunch." Said Juliet.
"indeed."
After a good ten minutes and the help of the trusty Room of Requirement, Tom and Juliet were able to eat lunch in peace.
The room fixed itself to look like a café. It had a small table with two chairs surrounded by plants and surprisingly some non-moving paintings. The two sat together eating lunch without saying a word to each other. Tom had some muttonchops, a salad and some water. Juliet got a burger with a milkshake. Apparently it's a classic in America. Tom was appalled when she dipped one of her fries into the milkshake.
"It's beyond me how you Americans can eat all that junk food every day." He said shaking his head at her lunch.
"We don't eat junk food ALL the time." The witch rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Besides, don't you English folk get tired of drinking tea everyday?"
"English tea is the best." The Slytherin replied simply. He spoke of it like It was the most common knowledge in the world.
"No it's not, its bland, like a lot of your other foods." Muttered Juliet as she stared down at the muttonchops Tom was chewing on.
"English food is not bland!" Tom retorted.
"Yes it is." Juliet responded.
"Isn't."
"Is."
Eventually the subject was dropped and the two returned to their meal. Tom almost wanted to bang his head on the table. He just acted as childish as his so-called friend. She's a bad influence! Much more that was taken for granted! He snuck a glance at the Gryffindor, trying to not glare at the girl. Tom was hypothesizing either this Witch was extremely clever at manipulating people or she was that annoying in person.
"I told you your face would get stuck like that if you kept doing it didn't I?" Juliet laughed, grabbing Tom's face with her two hands. She then pulled the Slytherin's face, trying to make it relax again.
"Unhand me vile women." He spat, shaking her away. Clearly the Slytherin wasn't amused.
"Oh boo hoo. Here I am doing you a favor and you call me a Vile Women? I'm hurt." She mocked with a grin.
Tom looked defeated, putting a hand to his face.
I cannot believe I agreed to be friends with you." He muttered.
"There are worse things in life my friend."
He turned to her to see the witch smiling. He sighed to himself. This girl was impossible.
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