Hello all, I just wanted to say that this story is one of the bad ones that I like to post and show that I do in fact have a fluffy side and that sometimes I do have Mary-Sueish tendencies.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters, but I do own Rhymes Black, I do not own Jocelyn or Gabriella, they are owned by their respective owners.

"Fred Weasley! If you break your neck I'm going to leave you for dead!" Rhymes yelled up to the red-headed boy on the Herbology roof.

"Don't worry love!" he called back, smiling at her and falling through the glass.

Despite her threat Rhymes ran to his side and poked him. He up at her and sat up.

"Rhymes, I thought I was left for dead?" he asked.

"Funny, are you ok?"

"Yea." He was holding his sleeve, which was becoming bloodier.

"You need to go to see Mdm. Pmfrey."

Rhymes helped Fred up and they walked across the cool grass into the entrance hall, talking like the friends they were.

Tom Riddle stood in the entrance hall and smiled. He was at Hogwarts again, but this time he was masquerading as a cousin of Draco Malfoy. He breathed deeply, feeling all his feelings again. Lord Voldemort, his older self, had used almost all his power to bring him back again, and this time Harry Potter would die.

Tom heard some noises coming from the hallway. His blue, emotionless eyes focused on the source of the sounds. Two Gryffindor students, both red headed, one boy and one girl were coming. The boy was bleeding and the girl was lecturing him on how big an idiot he was.

Tom was about to walk away when he saw the girl's brown eyes, filled with loving affection for the boy. He found himself captivated by the emotion that this girl had and how he longed for it.

"Is he alright?" he asked the girl.

"He'll live, but he needs bandaged," she said.

"Ah, well I hope his arm does not need cut off."

Fred's face paled, he looked frantically at Rhymes.

"It's ok Fred," she said to him, and then she turned to Tom. "I'm Rhymes Black and you are?"

"Tom Ri-Malfoy."

"Nice to meet you."

"Ok, well that the introductions have passed, can we get me to the hospital so I don't die?" Fred asked.

Tom knew he would never like this red haired fool. He was far too whiny, and he also held Rhymes's attention. Rhymes smiled at Tom.

"He's just a big pansy, woman boy," she laughed. "I will see you later Mr. Malfoy."

"And you Miss Black."

Jocelyn Ringgold walked the halls, wondering what she could possibly do on a Saturday in mid-October that involved running into Seamus Finnigan and snogging his silly. She saw Gabriella Moonlight coming down the corridor with Ron Weasley. Jocelyn smiled weakly, they were her friends, but not Seamus.

"Hey guys," Jocelyn said.

"Hi," Ron said, Gabriella just stared lovingly at her boyfriend.

"Have you guys seen Seamus?" Jocelyn asked. Both Ron and Gabriella knew of Jocelyn's feelings toward Seamus. The two had known each other forever, and Jocelyn had liked the boy since she was 10. Rhymes constantly told her to go for it, but she just never could.

"No," Gabriella said.

"Ok, well I'll see you guys," Jocelyn said, walking down another corridor.

Fred's arm was getting fixed when Ron and Gabriella walked in to see Hermione, who had been cursed yet again by Malfoy. Ron saw Rhymes sitting a little away from Fred so he went to talk to her. They were better friends then he and Harry for crying out loud.

"Your brother is an idiot," he replied.

"You're the one who wants him," he replied.

"Shhh…he might hear you!"

"Fred, Rhymes here wants to snog you until your eyes pop out!" Ron called across the room. Fred's eyes lit up, Hermione and Gabriella laughed.

"THEN WHY HAVEN'T WE!"

Rhymes turned bright red and held her face in her hands. She had liked Fred for about two years now, ever since 3rd year, but she never thought he'd even half return her feelings. When she looked up Fred was looking expectantly at her.

"Maybe when you've been released," Rhymes said. Fred's face fell.

"You may go Mr. Weasley," Mdm. Pomfrey said. Fred smirked and got out of the bed. Rhymes turned even redder. Ron, Gabriella, and Hermione just waved evilly.

As Fred and Rhymes walked down the hall together in silence, Fred kept throwing Rhymes side-glances and she kept shuffling her feet.

"Rhymes, did you really want to kiss me?" Fred asked. Rhymes nodded. "Why didn't you ever say anything?"

"Because you're Fred Weasley, you're the clown, the one everyone likes. I'm Rhymes Black, the daughter of a wrongly accused serial killer, put two and two together."

Fred nodded, "I don't care, I like you." Rhymes smiled and Fred took her hand.

Tom watched Fred and Rhymes from a stairwell above them. He glared in Fred's direction.

"She is far too good for him. She is emotional, she feels deeply," he muttered. "Fred Weasley must die."

Thank you for reading, please reviews, and no flames, but constructive criticism is welcome.

Rhymes Black