Disclaimer: Tom Riddle, Professor Binns and Minerva McGonagal don't belong to me.
FEELINGS YOU CAN'T DENY
Chapter Ten: All Things Obscure
One eye slid open. The other followed. My vision was a little blurry, but I could make out the rafters. Rafters? There weren't any rafters in my room. Suddenly, the previous night's events came flooding back. I glanced quickly at Tom. He lay on his stomach, his arms over his head as he snored softly. I wondered what time it was. I did have a History of Magic test today at noon. I glanced at Tom's watch. It was a half-hour 'till.
"Crud, Tom!" I shouted.
Tom instantly rolled on to his back and sat up. He looked at me wide-eyed.
"What? What? What happened?" He demanded, not looking completely coherent.
"I have a test in a half an hour," I told him, standing up and grabbing my book bag.
Tom yawned and ran his fingers through his disheveled black hair. He blinked a couple of times.
"I feel like the living dead," Tom muttered.
"I must look like it," I said, picturing how horrid I must have looked.
Tom glanced up at me and smiled. "Nah, you look good."
I blushed.
"I have to go," I told him, trying to hide my smile.
Tom fell back on the floor and stared at the roof. I stepped over him to head toward Hufflepuff Common.
"Hey," Tom called after me. "Make sure to look through your notes right before the test!"
"I will," I said over my shoulder.
Once I was cleaned up and stuff, I went immediately to Professor Binns' room. He glared at me as I came in.
"You're late," he shot at me. "Take a seat. You have exactly two minutes to review your notes, then you must put them away. Following that, I will give you the test."
I nodded. As I shuffled through my notes, trying to catch random dates, I found a letter among them which was not in any handwriting I knew. I saw that it was signed by Tom. He must have put it in my notes last night, before he fell asleep. The note said:
"Lina,
I just want to say good luck on the test and all. You'd better ace it! But, also, as I watched you sleeping, I realized that there's something that I want you to know. Would you meet me in the owlery after your test? There's something I've been meaning to tell you.
Tom Riddle"
A read the note over a few times. Why would he want to meet me, in the owlery no less? Maybe he had gotten a letter he wanted to share with me. Of course, I couldn't imagine what it could say that he'd want me to know. The way the note was worded, though, ("There's something I've been meaning to tell you.") sounded as if he'd had a secret for a while. What kind of secret would he want me to know?
"Put your notes away. Your time is up," Professor Binns informed.
"Curse you, Tom," I said under my breath. "I didn't get time to study."
I put my notes away in my book bag. Professor Binns set the test on my desk. It was probably four pages, with tons of short answer questions, three essay questions, and very few multiple choice. I glanced up at Professor Binns. He watched me from his desk, his eyes narrowed as if he expected me to cheat or something. I took a deep breath and looked over the first question. Hey, I knew the answer! I knew the next one too! As I went through the test, I realized there were very few questions I couldn't answer. I even think I did well with the essay questions. It was exciting.
About fifteen minutes later, I handed Binns the test. He gave it a once over, then dismissed me. I immediately climbed the stairs to the owlery. Brilliant colors flamed into the musty old tower, making it look almost beautiful. Tom stood at the other end of the owlery, looking over a paper in his hand by the dusk light. He hadn't noticed that I was there yet. I shut the door loudly to give him the clue. Tom jumped and then looked at me.
"You startled me," Tom informed, looking uncharacteristically nervous.
"What did you want to talk about?" I asked bluntly.
Tom looked at the paper again and, making a affronted face, he tore it up and threw it out the window. Seeing my curious expression, he smiled.
"I had written down what I wanted to say," Tom explained. "It sounds really dumb now."
I raised an eyebrow. What was this all about?
Tom walked up to me, saying, "Lina, you're...well, I really...you know..."
'Tell me already!' I almost yelled. Luckily, I held it back. That would have been insensitive and rude. But I really wished he would spit it out. I was starting to get paranoid. What if he didn't want to study with me anymore? What if he thought I was bad for his image?
"I've had a wonderful time helping you out," Tom told me.
Oh, No! He was going to stop seeing me. My whole world was going to end in one second.
"Lina," Tom re-began, "I'm having a hard time saying this. There's only one other way I can think of to convey what I want to tell you. So, I'd like to apologize in advance for this..."
I was completely confused at this point. Then, something happened. Tom pulled me close to him and kissed me. I was in absolute shock. Tom Riddle was kissing me! Was this a dream? Did I not wake up this morning? Suddenly, the room began spinning all around us. I was getting so dizzy. Just when I thought I was going to faint, Tom let go of me and backed away.
"So, there you have it," he said.
I blinked at him, taking in deep breaths.
Tom and I stood in silence for a while and then, without warning, he walked right passed me and out the door. I wasn't sure why, nor could I think about it. I was still in pure shock.
**Go on
Go on
Come on
Leave me breathless
Tempt me
Tease me
Until I can't deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on
Go on
Yeah, Come on**
-"Leave Me Breathless"
A/N: OK, so it wouldn't be dusk so soon after noon, but it's just more romantic if it's dusk. Don't you think?
A/N: You know, I really wished I had thought this through more. It could have been so much better had I incorporated the Chamber of Secrets going on and had I done more research on the time period. I think I also would have had more of an idea as to what the heck was going to happen next. Too late now. If anyone has ideas, please tell me. I am quite stumped at the moment.
FEELINGS YOU CAN'T DENY
Chapter Ten: All Things Obscure
One eye slid open. The other followed. My vision was a little blurry, but I could make out the rafters. Rafters? There weren't any rafters in my room. Suddenly, the previous night's events came flooding back. I glanced quickly at Tom. He lay on his stomach, his arms over his head as he snored softly. I wondered what time it was. I did have a History of Magic test today at noon. I glanced at Tom's watch. It was a half-hour 'till.
"Crud, Tom!" I shouted.
Tom instantly rolled on to his back and sat up. He looked at me wide-eyed.
"What? What? What happened?" He demanded, not looking completely coherent.
"I have a test in a half an hour," I told him, standing up and grabbing my book bag.
Tom yawned and ran his fingers through his disheveled black hair. He blinked a couple of times.
"I feel like the living dead," Tom muttered.
"I must look like it," I said, picturing how horrid I must have looked.
Tom glanced up at me and smiled. "Nah, you look good."
I blushed.
"I have to go," I told him, trying to hide my smile.
Tom fell back on the floor and stared at the roof. I stepped over him to head toward Hufflepuff Common.
"Hey," Tom called after me. "Make sure to look through your notes right before the test!"
"I will," I said over my shoulder.
Once I was cleaned up and stuff, I went immediately to Professor Binns' room. He glared at me as I came in.
"You're late," he shot at me. "Take a seat. You have exactly two minutes to review your notes, then you must put them away. Following that, I will give you the test."
I nodded. As I shuffled through my notes, trying to catch random dates, I found a letter among them which was not in any handwriting I knew. I saw that it was signed by Tom. He must have put it in my notes last night, before he fell asleep. The note said:
"Lina,
I just want to say good luck on the test and all. You'd better ace it! But, also, as I watched you sleeping, I realized that there's something that I want you to know. Would you meet me in the owlery after your test? There's something I've been meaning to tell you.
Tom Riddle"
A read the note over a few times. Why would he want to meet me, in the owlery no less? Maybe he had gotten a letter he wanted to share with me. Of course, I couldn't imagine what it could say that he'd want me to know. The way the note was worded, though, ("There's something I've been meaning to tell you.") sounded as if he'd had a secret for a while. What kind of secret would he want me to know?
"Put your notes away. Your time is up," Professor Binns informed.
"Curse you, Tom," I said under my breath. "I didn't get time to study."
I put my notes away in my book bag. Professor Binns set the test on my desk. It was probably four pages, with tons of short answer questions, three essay questions, and very few multiple choice. I glanced up at Professor Binns. He watched me from his desk, his eyes narrowed as if he expected me to cheat or something. I took a deep breath and looked over the first question. Hey, I knew the answer! I knew the next one too! As I went through the test, I realized there were very few questions I couldn't answer. I even think I did well with the essay questions. It was exciting.
About fifteen minutes later, I handed Binns the test. He gave it a once over, then dismissed me. I immediately climbed the stairs to the owlery. Brilliant colors flamed into the musty old tower, making it look almost beautiful. Tom stood at the other end of the owlery, looking over a paper in his hand by the dusk light. He hadn't noticed that I was there yet. I shut the door loudly to give him the clue. Tom jumped and then looked at me.
"You startled me," Tom informed, looking uncharacteristically nervous.
"What did you want to talk about?" I asked bluntly.
Tom looked at the paper again and, making a affronted face, he tore it up and threw it out the window. Seeing my curious expression, he smiled.
"I had written down what I wanted to say," Tom explained. "It sounds really dumb now."
I raised an eyebrow. What was this all about?
Tom walked up to me, saying, "Lina, you're...well, I really...you know..."
'Tell me already!' I almost yelled. Luckily, I held it back. That would have been insensitive and rude. But I really wished he would spit it out. I was starting to get paranoid. What if he didn't want to study with me anymore? What if he thought I was bad for his image?
"I've had a wonderful time helping you out," Tom told me.
Oh, No! He was going to stop seeing me. My whole world was going to end in one second.
"Lina," Tom re-began, "I'm having a hard time saying this. There's only one other way I can think of to convey what I want to tell you. So, I'd like to apologize in advance for this..."
I was completely confused at this point. Then, something happened. Tom pulled me close to him and kissed me. I was in absolute shock. Tom Riddle was kissing me! Was this a dream? Did I not wake up this morning? Suddenly, the room began spinning all around us. I was getting so dizzy. Just when I thought I was going to faint, Tom let go of me and backed away.
"So, there you have it," he said.
I blinked at him, taking in deep breaths.
Tom and I stood in silence for a while and then, without warning, he walked right passed me and out the door. I wasn't sure why, nor could I think about it. I was still in pure shock.
**Go on
Go on
Come on
Leave me breathless
Tempt me
Tease me
Until I can't deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on
Go on
Yeah, Come on**
-"Leave Me Breathless"
A/N: OK, so it wouldn't be dusk so soon after noon, but it's just more romantic if it's dusk. Don't you think?
A/N: You know, I really wished I had thought this through more. It could have been so much better had I incorporated the Chamber of Secrets going on and had I done more research on the time period. I think I also would have had more of an idea as to what the heck was going to happen next. Too late now. If anyone has ideas, please tell me. I am quite stumped at the moment.