Tom walked along the seventh floor corridor whistling a tune, the stone wall that held his secrets now insight. A few yards away Tom heard muffled voices, one of them sounded irate and the other saccharine sweet. Growling low in his throat, the Slytherin quickened his pace, hand grasped around his wand.

'Get your hands off me' Harry snapped moving out of reach

'Don't be like that I was only giving you a hug' Ginerva Weasley crooned

'That I didn't ask for' Harry retorted

'I wouldn't think about touching him again if I were you' a voice warned

Harry whipped round and saw Tom walking towards him and Ginny, his face etched in a scowl his lip curled.

'Fuck off Riddle this is a private conversation' Ginny sneered, moving towards Harry again

'Not anymore it's not' Tom spat 'now go before I make you' his wand hand raised slightly, his gaze fierce.

'You don't scare me' Ginny scoffed 'see you later lover, she crooned walking past Harry and squeezing his arse.

Harry stood looking at the ground, not daring to meet Toms eyes. This wasn't the first time that he had happened upon Ginny wandering hands. Every chance she got to touch him in some way she took. The girl was brazen and had no shame, Harry didn't know what to do and his was afraid it was going to effect what he had with Tom before too much longer.

'Come with me' Tom instructed taking Harry's hand and walking towards the Room of Requirement, inside he went over to the sofa and sat down, pulling Harry down onto his lap.

'I'm sorry' Harry whispered 'I don't know what else to do'

'I have an idea, but will only do it if you're ok with it' Tom countered

'I'll try anything' Harry replied 'what are you going to do.

Tom explained to Harry his idea, and soon the smile that took the Slytherins breath away had returned to his lions face. There wasn't anything Tom wouldn't do for Harry including giving pests a taste of their own medicine.

At breakfast the next morning, Harry was sitting at Gryffindor table enjoying his bacon and eggs. On the opposite table Tom sat with Draco and blaise, watching the entrance to the Great hall.

'Think this will work?' Draco asked sipping his coffee

'Yep' Tom said with certainty 'no one puts their hands on Harry accept me'

'I can't wait' Blaise said excitedly 'look here she comes'

Ginny Weasley sauntered into the hall, and made a beeline for Harry, checking to see that Tom wasn't lurking anywhere near by. Noticing he was sitting with his cronies at the snakes table, the red head sat down beside Harry.

'Morning handsome' she swooned rubbing her hand over Harry's thigh

Harry ignored her, eating his breakfast and looking at the wall opposite him. Ginny gave his leg another squeeze to get his attention. It was instant, she picked up her juice and had just put the cup to her mouth, when she felt a hand on her leg, moving up and down.

'Harry' she giggled, moving closer to him 'feeling playful are you?'

Harry looked up and saw the redhead smiling widely at him.

'You say something?' he asked casually

'I asked if you were feeling playful' she whispered close to his ear 'you were playing with my leg'

Harry regarded her as if she had sprouted two heads, a look of puzzlement on hush face.

'Wasn't me' he shrugged going back to his bacon 'must be imagining things'

'I know it was you Harry, don't play coy' Ginny grinned cupping his crotch

What felt like a hand ran between her legs, lingering second then disappearing.

'Harry' Ginny gasped 'you are feeling playful feeling me up in the hall'

'My hands are right here, and I have never felt anyone up in the hall' he snipped getting up from the table and leaving the hall.

Once he was outside Harry dissolved into laughter, Ginny was sitting there absolutely baffled as to what was going on. In potions she pinched Harry's arse, then felt someone do it to her, when she grabbed his arse again Professor Snape gave her detention.

'You are a brilliant man' Harry laughed, kissing Toms neck

'The best is yet to come love' Tom answered

Ginny ran screaming from the great hall, the feeling of hands all over her body, pinching, grabbing and groping. Tom wasn't kidding when he said the best was to come. She didn't come near Harry after that day.