Chapter 37:
That fight had been three years ago, and Nessa and Tom never spoke a word to each other ever again. They even tried not looking at each other, but deep inside, they both knew it was breaking their hearts even more.
Nessa never hung out with Tom at the orphanage when they came back from their first year at Hogwarts. On the ride home, Nessa had sat with her Gryffindor crew, while Tom sat with the Slytherins. Nessa played with Beth and Ingrid and the other girls, while Tom locked himself up in his room, sulking. Nessa showed the girls her new cat, Tommy, and they all loved him. When Livia asked why she named him Tommy, Nessa would stop and break down crying, and she never explained why.
Fourth year came, as second and third year went by fast. Nessa and Tom packed their luggage cases and dragged their animals down the stairs, Nessa saying good-bye to all her friends, and walked out of the orphanage, not saying one word to each other, not giving each other one glance.
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Nessa laid in her bed, Tommy curled up against her feet. She was the last one awake, though her eyes were getting tired as well. Slowly, she closed her eyelids and drifted off to sleep.
"What was wrong with him?" muttered Nessa to herself as she, Kat, Arabella, Henry and Jason walked down the dungeon to Potions.
"He said something about you, Tom did," replied Arabella. Nessa looked at her.
"Like what? What did he say?" she asked.
"He said something like, 'This isn't for Nessa,' or something like that. He said it pretty softly, so it was kind of hard to hear," said Jason.
"'This isn't for Nessa?' What's that supposed to mean?" she wondered out loud. "Ever since he saw me with you guys he's been acting strangely. It's like I don't even know him anymore," she said, saddened.
"It's probably those nasty Slytherins," said Henry.
"I don't get Tom anymore…I guess we really aren't friends." she muttered.
Tommy's rough tongue licked Nessa's face gently. It was the next morning and the other girls were already getting ready. Nessa rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"Why such the long face, Nessa?" asked Rockeala as she brushed her long black hair. Nessa shook her head.
"Nothing. It's nothing." she replied and got out of bed.