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CHAPTER 2
'First years, this way please!' Looking around the hall I noticed a snobbish looking 5th year beckoning the first years along, his face the picture of boredom.
'Stuck up much, don't you think?' I muttered in Tom's ear, but he seemed not to hear me, instead opting to look at the wall in front of him which apparently was very interesting.
Sighing irritably I motioned for him to start moving, trailing immediately behind him.
A week had passed by and Tom hadn't even flinched in annoyance. Bloody hell! I thought to myself as I trailed after Tom to the dungeons for Potions.
'I wonder what we'll be learning today, any thoughts Tom?' I asked him, resisting the urge to strangle him as he yet again chose to ignore me.
'Hmmm…maybe we'll learn how to brew the draught of living death! Wouldn't that be exciting? But then again, we're first years; a tad too young for that kind of potion.' I heard someone snort from somewhere ahead of me and looking around and finding no one looked in astonishment at Tom. 'Did you just-'
'No.' He cut me off but I nudged him playfully in the ribs. 'Oh yes you did Tom. You think that I'm funny!' Smirking in brazen joy I began to skip around him, singing, 'You think that I'm funny! You think that I'm funny!'
'Cut it out Granger,' he muttered darkly, almost desperately.
'Wow. I do believe that's your third sentence this week. Oh well done Tom, you're evolving!' Laughing in merriment I skipped ahead to potions, leaving a fuming Dark Lord behind me.
'Granger, wake up. Breakfast is nearly over!' Opening my sleep-deprived eyes I found Elaine running around our dorm almost desperately. 'Have you seen my blouse Hermione? I can't seem to-'
'Ha! Found it!' Chucking it over herself she quickly dashed down the stairs yelling, 'come on Hermione,' over her shoulder.
Rubbing my eyes awake I stumbled out of my bed, the nightmare having long faded.
Entering the Great Hall I froze, cold dread gripping my heart in an iron fist.
This could not be happening! It was only one week into term! He could not have possibly – it was just absurd! Almost running towards Tom I glared at Abraxas as he quickly hurried away from where Tom was sitting while the Dark Lord himself sat there, the picture of innocence.
'Hi Tom,' I muttered breathlessly. 'Who was that?'
His eyebrow rose in disbelief but other than that he made no further signs of communication.
'Wow. I can't believe you've already made friends with someone Tom. You're growing up,' I faux dabbed at my eyes and laughed as he rolled his eyes at me but inside I was screaming.