A/N: Wow! People left comments! Forgive me for not naming you all, I'll react to you guys at the end of this chap. If I don't react to yours, I meant to but the damn fanfiction doesn't update fast enough! The last chap didn't get posted til after like ten hours! Boo hoo :(

Well this chap, we finally get to meet Di! Woo! Okay, so I made her up, and I personally love her lol. Thanks again for the reviews :) Made my day!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I wouldn't be wasting my time now, would I?

Someone Did Miss Me

You chew me up
And spit me out
Enjoy the taste
I leave in your mouth
You look at me
I look at you
Neither of us know what to do
–Maroon 5

"Riddle, what do you think your doing!"

Tom turned to see the familiar face of Dianthe Costa.

Her face exuded the notion of angelic wonder, but this was conveniently hidden by her fantastic temper. She obtained large, doe eyes, which were a bright, friendly blue, but now they were narrowed with anger. Short, somewhat stubby lashes framed them, and fluttered wildly with every movement. She was sure to wear liberal amount of mascara. A strong, prominent nose she had acquired from her father, and a small, red, heart-shaped mouth. Though her face was something to be admired, her body was long, and muscular. A broad back was intimidating, not to mention the height of the girl. She stood proudly, making her seem like an Amazon warrior. Her hair was brown, pretty ordinary for such an outspoken girl. It fell past her shoulders, in a certain choppy cut. Oddly enough, her masculine characteristics only added to her femininity.

He hated her for being so damn confident. She was bull-headed to say the least, and her stubborn nature got her in many arguments and debates. She was just below him grade wise, but he was sure that she could never surpass his intelligence. Yet, she was still the only one who dared to try. She was still the only one who enjoyed pushing his buttons.

Now that he had acknowledged her, he had no way of getting out of this one.

"I'm walking back to my dormitory, if that's alright with you." he replied cooly, obviously annoyed.

She glanced at the redheaded girl next to her. Was her name Sue? It didn't really matter, she was just another lowlife Gryffindor. He heard them whisper hurriedly to each other and distinctly heard the redhead whisper, "Are you sure, Di?"

Di nodded, and the girl whisked away without another glance back.

Tom's blood began to boil. So she was so bloody courageous that she could be alone with him. Fair enough, he thought, let's roll, Costa...

He stared at her from across the hall for what seemed like hours. A few seconds had passed before she spoke again, just as harshly.

"I see you got my Heads position."

If Tom ever let his emotions show, his jaw would have dropped. He'd been sure she would've been Head Girl since she had worked so diligently to try and one up him. Yet here she was, no scarlet and gold badge on her polished robes.

Shocked that he hadn't even come up with a quick retort yet, he stumbled over his words. He hadn't been alone with a girl, especially one he despised so much, since he could remember.

"Well, Costa, if you didn't know. It's Head boy and Head girl, so I am sure that I didn't take your place. Then again, maybe they regarded you for a boy. You certainly are tall enough"

"You know Dippet wouldn't have put us together," she fumed. "It was gonna be one or the other. Since you are such a 'hero,' it was kinda obvious what was gonna happen."

Tom smirked. Of course he made Head Boy. He just found the hilarity that such a, much as he denied it, clever girl could have lost her Head Girl position. If she was horribly upset, she didn't show it. However, her jaw was clenched very tight.

"How sad. Really though, what in the six years we've known each other would give you the impression that I care what happens to you? Now, if you'll excuse me..."

"Why weren't you at the feast?"

She stopped him yet again, but this time it was out of shock.

He wasn't expecting that. Since when did she care where he went? He certainly didn't pay attention to her when she wasn't directly in his sight. Yet here they were, standing in an empty hallway, talking. Not screaming at each other at the top of their lungs, but talking. Perhaps not friendly, but civilly. For once, Tom couldn't grasp the situation well. He felt as if he had entered an alternate dimension. A place where people asked him things about himself...

He'd let his mind wander further, but was pulled back to reality with the force of a speeding train.

"What is with you? Are you on crack or something?"

Tom cleared his throat loudly, and coughed in reply.

"Why do you care?"

She crossed the hall, and walked toward him. She stopped two feet away, and Tom remembered vaguely that he'd never actually been this close to her. She was even more commanding up close, but she didn't seem as tall or manly. Relatively speaking, she seemed almost feminine when she was near him.

"I don't," she responded, staring him straight in the eye. "It just wouldn't seem like the year had finally started if we didn't at least argue, eh?"

He chewed his tongue. For once, he didn't really care to say anything incredibly nasty to her. On the contrary, he just wanted to leave. He wanted to go up to his dormitory and get ready for lessons tomorrow. He felt the heaviness of the book in his pack. If she saw it, he was a goner. That must be why she's so close, he thought, she knows something's up.

He never stepped back, for fear of looking inferior to her. Instead he said softly, "Fine. You didn't make headship because you are an annoying Miss Priss who has her whole boring life planned out."

She grinned. Taking a small step back to show that, that small, idiotic retort would due, she pocketed her hands. She gazed up into his eyes, and bit her lip suddenly.

"And you're an arrogant prat, whose school life is only the tip of the iceberg to your disgusting self."

Tom raised his eyebrows. Her eyes flickered down to his pack and back up into his face. She knew. She had to know. Yet, she was clever. She'd decided to torment him with it. She leaned forward and whispered softly, closer then she'd ever dared to go.

"I know what you are... Frankly, I think stealing restricted books out of the library is a little immature for someone of your intellect. Your lucky I'm such an understanding person."

She grinned and winked at the look of utter disbelief and fury that must have shown through on his face. With that, she scurried off. Leaving Tom standing in the corner, wide eyed, and filled with anger and resentment. Great, now she had something on him.

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A/N: I always hate how the girls are so petite and pretty in most stories. I like the thought of women being really strong and just as attractive :). Besides, how many gorgeous people can be in one school?

Reviews that I didn't get to thank:

The Unknown Weasley: Yes interesting right! Lol that's what I was going for. I don't really have the story laid out, but maybe Snape can make an appearance. I'll slip it in, maybe next chappie ;) (BTW I love the name of unknown weasley)

LaLuneNoire: Thanks for the round of applause! Snaps to you for reviewing. Got to agree with ya that bad characters are interesting. I think in most stories you don't learn enough about the bad guy, so it's easier to cheer for the hero. (I still love Harry though too). Thanks for the props :)

Flavagurl: Yes, it's a bit sad, but then again I always pictured his life would be. Thanks for the luck and I'm gonna try to update as quickly as possible! MUAH MUAH BACK ATCHA!

GalaBunny: Gosh you guys are so creative with your usernames! Exciting right? Thanks for the review sweetie :)

And to all other reviewers! It's much appreciated and I will try to acknowledge you as quickly as possible lol!

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