Nagini had kept her promise. She kept her beady, snake eyes on her master at all times. Him walking in the fall, in a meeting, in the kitchen, sleeping, Nagini watched her master through it all. And to anyone else in the world everything would appear exactly right but Nagini knew better.
She would see the way her master wouldn't be really focusing on the books in is hands (this anyone would notice considering it was usually upside down or turned to the left) or how the pen in his hand wasn't held up with pride anymore but more so was like a weeping willow. She noticed how he wasn't eating as much, wasn't talking as much to her. She could see it all, especially those little beads of sweat when he was sleeping and the low, mumbled whimpers.
She was making a great effort to be comforting to her master, walking by his side instead of lingering in the shadows, nuzzling his chin, asking what's the matter but Voldemort would just hiss back 'Nothingsss little Sssweet.' and return to what ever he was doing. The irritated her. He wasn't letting her help her master. And Nagini hadn't seen Riddle cry yet so she couldn't go off for her revenge quiet yet. But she continued her watch.
The week was almost over and Nagini sighed and began to think of just going to wherever the boy was without her masters tears, it was obvious to her that he was in pain, it didn't need to leave watery scars as well as inside scars. But Nagini better of it. Maybe master was getting it over it, slowly but getting it over with. Maybe it was what muggles call 'a little depression'. Yes. That's all it was. No reason to act harshly.
With that Nagini calmed herself and slithered over to her master, who was once again in the library. Or, she thought he was. She looked around. He wasn't in his normal arm chair and his book was still on the circular stand next to it. She looked between the rows of books but there was no sign of him. 'Massster?' She hissed worriedly 'Wheresss are you?'
Then she saw him, behind the last row of dusty books. He was huddled on the ground. At first Nagini thought he fell, after all there was a ladder next to him, it would be unlikely that her master had fallen because of such a stupid muggle thing but it was possible. She slithered closer to him, hissing 'Masssster are you okaysss?' He didn't answer though, he didn't move, didn't even seem to notice her presence. She slithered over to his face and nuzzled his chin .
'Massster? Are you hurtssss?'
Tom shoved her away. Nagini was shocked, did her master not want her anymore? What was wrong? What did she do? But then Nagini saw them, the watery scars she had been hoping to get and not to get, on her masters cheek, dripping down freely, showing the true pain he felt. Nagini gasped and went to go get a Floon, the house elf, so he could bring her master to his bed.
Nagini lay there, looking at her sleeping master with a worry and pain in her eyes. He shouldn't have been holding this in for so long, surly it wasn't good for him in addition to him not eating. He shouldn't have to feel this way. He should be happy and gently stroking her right now in the library, or watching the fireplace with a book at hand. Not drawing watery scars in his sleep.
Nagini watched her master and slithered over to his ear 'I willssss take care of itsss massster. Don't worrysss. The peoplesss will pay.' With Naginis eyes, red as blood she crept outside. She was going to get back for those watery scars if it was the last thing she did.