Title: Fool All But Me
Summary: Minerva can't understand why everyone loved charming Tom Riddle.
Pairing/Characters: Minerva McGonagall
Rating: K
Warnings: N/A
Notes: I've adjusted the timeline slightly so that Minerva and Tom are in the same year (because I don't think that they actually were). I hope it doesn't disrupt the story too much.
The potion classroom filled quickly and quietly. Minerva entered first, following her friends to the third row in the back. The third row was perfect. It wasn't too close, preventing Slughorn from focusing all his attention on her while still being able to easily see and hear.
The other students started to filter in, Slytherin and Gryffindor. Minerva watched the student's arrived while fiddling with her quill. Tom Riddle was the last to enter. He swaggered into the class with a smirk on his face, like he just beat someone in a fight. He probably did.
Minerva sneered and turned back to the front of the classroom. She had no interest in the boy. He was egotistical, cocky and arrogant. She couldn't stand the teen. Slughorn looked up as he entered; he'd been just about to start the lesson.
"Mr. Riddle, you're late."
"Sorry, Sir." Tom sauntered into a chair just in front of Minerva. He sat down and shot a charming smile to the class. "I'm sorry for disrupting the class."
Girls swooned and guys waved him away. Minerva just snorted, glaring at her friend that was staring at the boy with hearts in her eyes.
Tom Riddle noticed her scorn and sent her a wink. "I'm sincerely sorry, Minerva."
Minerva just turned away. She didn't think making a scene was a good idea in the classroom and she knew Tom was a Slytherin through and through. She might not win in a battle of wills, not during class, at least.
"How kind. Thank you for the apologies." Slughorn turned back to the blackboard. "You should be more appreciative, Miss. McGonagall."
Minerva glared at the desk as a few chuckles ran around the room. She couldn't believe Professor Slughorn. He was always like that, favouring certain students. It was sickening and highly offensive for any students not favoured.
Minerva turned her thoughts away from the arseholes in her class and she ignored her friend as she scolded her for being rude.
"He apologised and you scoffed at him."
Minerva didn't care what anyone thought of her. She just wanted to get the class over and done with so she could leave. She didn't want to be in Tom Riddle's presence any longer than necessary.
(w.c 375)
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