A/N: Hmm…yupyup…shock for Rebecca coming up soon! Just a forwarning!

Lira

"AND HE KISSED HER!" Tom heard Brianna shriek, and he ignored Olga's voice responding to Brianna's. He opened the door to the Boy's Dormitory and walked up the stairs. He could still remember Rebecca's tear-stained face, and he could still hear her sob in his ears. He changed into his pajamas and looked out the window, down at the lake. He somehow could feel that Rebecca was looking down at the lake, and he tried to recall where the Gryffindor tower was. He opened his window and looked from left to right. He spotted the red/yellow wallpaper to his right. He looked up to the top of the tower, and he saw a familiar face looking down at the lake. Her window was closed, and a white/brown kitten was sitting at her feet. However, her auburn hair was hanging next to her ears and a scratch on her left cheek was exceedingly familiar. She was Rebecca. Tom pushed away the urge to call her name out loud and watched her.

"Close the window, you fool!" someone called from inside the dormitory, and Tom closed the windows as a draft was coming in. He watched Rebecca open the window slightly, and a tawny owl soared into the sky, clutching an envelope in its yellow claws. He looked at her, and she seemed to have spotted him. He watched as she smiled back and close the curtains. He felt his heart sink, and he did the same. He got into his bed and closed the curtains around his bed. However, he couldn't sleep. Rebecca's protesting voice was still ringing in his head, and he could still feel her lips on his. He could feel the watery tears on his thumb as he had wiped her tears off her cheek. He turned to his side and closed his eyes, only seeing Rebecca in his dreams.

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Tom felt a cold hand slap his cheek, and he immediately sat up. He glanced at the alarm clock, and saw it was five in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and saw Olga and Brianna in their pink dressing gowns looking angrily down at him.

"What the bloody hell are you doing in here?" he asked, sounding annoyed. Olga took his hand, looking like she had a plot on her mind. Tom jerked his hand away from hers. He had stroked Rebecca's cheek with that hand.

"Did you really dance with Mudblood at the Masquerade?" Olga asked, sounding bitter sweet.

"Call her Rebecca, stupid," Tom retorted. Olga's face became furious instantly.

"So he admits it! He likes her! What kind of stupid Slytherin superior like some Gryffindor, Mudblood bitch?" Olga roared, and the other students woke up, sounding disoriented.

"Pipe down!" the same voice that had told Tom to shut the window called from the darkness.

"I'm the crazy Slytherin that loves a Gryffindor. If you harm her in some form of way, and I hear it," Tom threatened, whipping out his wand and pointing it in Olga's face, "I'll put the Cruciatus curse on you." Olga shrieked with mocking laughter, and Brianna followed suit.

"Crucio!" Tom shouted, and Olga screamed with pain. Tom immediately shut the curse off and watched as Olga withered on the floor. Brianna had fled down the stairs in fright.

"If you insult her again, then I'll kill you with this," Tom threatened in a dangerously quiet voice. "You just got a tiny taste of what it's like." Olga stood up, sputtering gibberish. She fled down the stairs, and Tom shut the curtains around him again. He could bear to harm Olga, but he couldn't bear to see Rebecca's face when she heard that he used an Unforgivable curse on a fellow Slytherin. He ignored the fact that he had laid one on Olga and went back to sleep.

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Tom watched as Rebecca turned the corner and ran down the corridor towards him. He felt the bitter winter wind sweep past him as he walked down the open corridor in the direction towards Rebecca.

"Hi, Tom. What time is it?" Rebecca panting, clutching her books to her chest.

"We don't have classes for another half-hour," Tom said, looking at his watch. Rebecca groaned and leaned against the wall. Tom stood in front of her, hands inside his pockets.

"I thought I was late for class, so I guess I was wrong," Rebecca concluded, sitting down on the floor. She looked up at him, her eyes smiling. Tom couldn't help smiling and sat down besides her.

"What are you doing out here?" Rebecca asked. "Everyone is still in the Great Hall."

"I didn't feel hungry," Tom said. Rebecca grinned and picked up his arm.

"You have to eat, gosh, if you're this skinny!" Rebecca exclaimed and giggled. She noticed a blue-purple gashed on his elbow, and she rolled up his sleeve.

"What happened?" Rebecca asked, gently touching the wound. Tom winced and looked down at the wound. So that's where I hit when I fell off my bed! Tom thought.

"I fell off my bed," Tom explained, "and I crashed into the wall." Rebecca smiled and opened her knapsack. She dug out a long bandage and wrapped it around his elbow. She took out a bobby pin from her hair and fastened it to the bandage. Tom rubbed his elbow and looked at Rebecca curiously.

"You sprained your elbow," she said. "I used to get them all the time when I saw little. Especially when I used to crash into doors and walls all the time." Tom grinned at her mischievously, and she immediately sounded like the Nurse in the Hospital Wing.

"Now, don't take that off for a week. If you do, your arm is going to get worse," Rebecca explained. "But one last thing you need," she said. Making sure no one was watching, she leaned over to his cheek and kissed him.

"Well, I have to go. I promised to meet Kristen and Mark at the Greenhouse now. See you around," Rebecca said, standing up. Tom did the same, and took her by the shoulders.

"I'll see you at Potions," he said, kissing her on the lips. She blushed and walked down the hallway in the direction she had been walking in earlier. As she reached the wooden door leaving the building, she waved and walked through the door. She silently closed it, leaving Tom to watch the door shut.