Chapter 35: Subterfuge

"Tom! Tom! Wake up! Merlin, I wouldn't have told you about them in a thousand years if I knew this was going to happen! We are going to be in so much trouble!" A frantic voice and several rough shakes shook Tom into conscious.
Abraxas's worried face filled his view as Tom opened his eyes. Groaning, the dark haired boy slowly pushed himself up from his fallen position.
"Abraxas, could you be any louder?" Tom hissed as he tried to focus on his surroundings. Ignoring the miffed glares that his companion sent his way, Tom looked around before spotting Harry's glasses several feet away. Gingerly, Tom picked it up. One of the lens was cracked, and the shards had fallen on to the floor.
Tom thought it was rather fortunate that Harry wasn't wearing it when it broke. She could have been injured, and the thought unsettled him. What was more infuriating was the way she had been taken. Tom's eyes hardened. The stranger had said to find them, and Tom had the complete intention to. However, he wasn't one to play by their rules, they would play by his. Filing his unsettled feeling as distress for losing a rather effective research partner, Tom turned to Abraxas, who had broken out into a rant while Tom was thinking.
"– and do you have any idea the trouble I had to go through to sneak out? I was so worried when you didn't show up and merlin knows that Ravenclaw isn't as smart as you make her out to be, it's no wonder the hat took so long to sort her, just think, she could ruin the whole plan – "
"Abraxas."
The blonde stopped at his friend's tone.
"I believe I may need all the information you can get on this matter." Tom's eyes gleamed.