It was in the middle of transfiguration, when for the first time, possibly, ever Marcy saw Tom Riddle mess up. He managed to change a rabbit into half of a cat and half of a mouse. Ironic, but still unbelievable. Even professor Dumbledore was shaken by the sudden slip up. Tom was so upset by this mistake that he got up and stormed out of class.
Later in the great hall Marcy sat next to her good friend, Violet. Across from Violet was her boyfriend Zachary. On the other side of Violet was Hannah. Across from Hannah was her boyfriend, Collin. Marcy often felt left out of this because everyone seemed to be in a relationship except her. But she hated boys at this school. They were all rude and incredulous. She felt someone sit next to her but was too caught up in her book to pay notice. Everyone seemed to stop talking and looked her way.
"What?" she voiced finally giving into their stares, but Hannah did not speak. She simply nodded her head towards the opposite side of Marcy. Marcy turned her head to see Tom staring at her, with his head propped on his hand, and he had a somewhat bored expression on his face.
"Oh. What do you want?" she said with agitation.
"Come" he said standing up.
"No" she said going back to her book.
"Stand up." He said grabbing her arm.
"No!" Marcy declared. He slammed her book shut and she sprung to her feet.
"You stood" he smiled. A devilish cunning smile that Marcy hated. Marcy noticed that almost the entire table was staring at her something she hated. He grabbed her arm and pulled her away from her friends. He led her down the corridor and threw her into the empty common room.
"What are you doing?" she barked.
"Why do you have such strong hatred towards me?" he calmly said, pocketing his hands and intensely staring at her.
"That's why you took me away from my ever so lovely peers?" she said sarcastically "to quiz me, on my feelings for you?" he simply nodded his head.
"But before you go any further sit down" he said motioning to the couch across from the fireplace.
"I'm fine, thank you" she said brushing his order away. He walked towards her and grabbed her by the arm dragging her to the couch. "Sit" and he sat next to her.
"You can't order me around, and push and shove me. I take great offense!" she said looking at him furrowing her eyebrows.
"Are you going to explain yourself?" he said with impatience.
"Honestly Tom, I don't hate you. I have no feelings towards you at all."
"Ah, that's not true though. There are feelings somewhere, I just need honesty."
"You're arrogant and rude. You think everyone is below you when that is not the case. You use silly boyish charm to make girls do what you want them to do, and you use your charisma to get your way with teachers. I am aware you are Legilimens, so I hope you don't think that's what makes you so amazing Riddle. And you did follow me so don't pretend you didn't. You also act as if you don't need a friend, which maybe that is the case, but that makes you even lower in standards then you think."
Tom looked very confused, and he raised his eyebrows "how did you know?" he asked.
"Know what? The mind reading? My brother and sister have the same talent. I can feel you rummaging through my brain, trying to find thoughts that aren't there." She said crossing her arms and gazing into the fireplace.
"You cease to amaze me, but you're in the wrong with a couple of things." He said with a smirk.
"And what might that be?" she said facing him.
"I found all the thoughts I wanted to find." He said drifting closer to her "every last one"
"I must let my curiosity get the better of me. What did you find that was so remarkable?"
"You find me handsome, and very appealing. And you miss our friendship from when we younger, you also envy me, for being so amazing, at well, everything" he said leaning back with a feeling of satisfaction.
"I won't deny any of that. And I'm not ashamed." She said drifting farther from him. The farther she moved the closer he got. "Of course I miss our friendship. You were my first real friend and you seemed to understand me over everyone else. And yes you are good at everything. You beat me in everything and I do envy you for that, everything excluding transfiguration" she said with a small laugh and smile. He simply looked away from her. "And of course I think you're handsome. Every girl in the school does. I find you exceptionally appealing and alluring as well but I am not drawn to you, because I see beyond all of that. Not to mention that is something you hold over me. Your good looks" And she stood up.
"Sit" he said, and for some odd reason she listened. "At least you have enough pride to admit all those things. I find you very attractive as well, and this will be the last compliment I give you." There was a long pause and he looked at her the entire time making her extremely uncomfortable "you excel at beauty over me, I can promise you that" Marcy could feel herself getting hot and turning bright red, so she looked down into her lap. She could then feel him rummaging through her brain.
"Stop it!" she said pushing him away from her, and standing to walk away so he couldn't read her thoughts. But before she could even walk past him he wrapped his arms around her the waist and pulled her down onto the sofa next to him. She tried pushing him away but his strength was no match for her small figure.
"Would you stop it!" he yelled pinning her down
"Do not touch me, ever again Riddle!" she said slapping him across the face. He merely gave a small smile and grabbed her wrist. "Stop fighting the urge you have for me"
"You sound like Brutus and that disgusts me" she said pushing herself away from him. They both sat next to each other with their arms crossed staring into the fire.
"You owe me" he broke the silence.
"I beg your pardon?" she said with distaste.
"You heard me. I saved you from Brutus. You are in my dept" he voiced, standing up. "Follow" he commanded.
"No" she said completely aghast. "I am not one of your little minions and you may not speak to me so as to. So get that thought out of your thick skull!" He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Please follow me."
"Fine" and she followed him out of the dorms. "We're going to be late to class" she argued.
"We're skipping class today" he said with a playful smile.
"For what purpose?"
"You'll see"
"No. you will tell me right now, or I will not go" Marcy stopped and crossed her arms.
"Willingly. You will not go willingly." And an evil little smirk spread across his face. She decided the best thing to do would be to go with him. They walked until he found an empty class room. He pushed her in and slammed the door.
"All right. You will teach me transfiguration." He said taking out a small canary from a cage. "It is surprisingly my worst subject as of the moment and I need you to tutor me." a look of displeasure crossed his usual bored expression.
The two of them practiced for about an hour and a half until he finally mastered the three spells he was having trouble with. They both got frustrated with each other and began to fight; he was usually the one to regain calmness. He often shouted insults, and she would always retort with equally offensive comments. The conversation soon was taken over by lineage.
"The Nott family has been a pure blood family since the beginning. I personally don't care." She said with a shrug. He grunted and gave a smile.
"You're so naïve. You should be proud you are not a muggle born" he said trying to get the canary back into the cage
"It doesn't matter to me personally. I could care less about a wizard's family. I'm not too concerned with how others view it."
"You don't belong in Slytherin" he said with a blank expression.
"I don't think I do either." She shrugged "but my family has been in this house for centuries, so I guess it was just destiny."
They walked to the great hall together, but did not speak. When they entered the great hall he grabbed her forearm.
"Riddle, I thought we were past this" although he didn't acknowledge her. He led her to where he usually sits. "I want to sit with Hannah and Violet" he looked at her.
"You don't even like them. And you're always saying how left out you feel…"
"I've never said that?"
"Well, you've thought it. Sit with me. I often run out of decent conversation with my faction" they were the only ones in the great hall.
"I don't think they are going to like me Tom. They won't want me here." She said trying to walk away.
"I don't care. They will listen to me. Sit down." She sat. Mainly because what he said about Hannah and Violet was true. She didn't really like there company, and she always felt left out. So she was now sitting next to Tom Riddle. She was leaning her head on her hand waiting for time to pass, when she felt Toms hand land on her knee. Her eyes widened and she flicked it off.
"Tom!" she squealed shoving him away.
"I'm just teasing you. It amuses me when you get mad." And he let out a laugh.
"I'm glad my anger satisfies you." She said rolling her eyes. When students arrived in the great hall, many of them noticed Marcy was out of place with Tom. Tom seemed to be the only one that didn't notice and if he did, he did not make it lucid that he was aware. They ate and he made conversation with her, but it was still awkward between them. They also left the hall together, but Marcy was pulled aside but an angry Brutus.
"What's going on here?" he said cornering her.
"Whatever do you mean Brutus?" she said with a false innocent voice.
"You and Riddle sat together. I don't like that at all"
"I'm sorry you feel that way but me and Tom are very good friends. Nothing more." And she walked away. Before she could catch up to Tom Hannah and Violet appeared at both sides of her.
"You and Riddle? Tom Riddle!" they squealed. Marcy blushed intensely
"He wanted company. Someone to talk to. A friend I guess you could say."
"He looked a little more interested than being a friend. Don't think we took our eyes off of you two for a second. We saw his hand." They giggled.
"Oh, that. I suppose his hormones got the better of him. Trust me, I have no interest in Tom Riddle" she said brushing the subject away.
"Well, people are talking. And Girls are getting extremely jealous. Like Alice Bates…" Hannah announced pursing her lips.
Alice Bates was Tom's latest scandal. She was madly in love with him and often stalked him. He proceeded to lead her on, but it didn't last long, and she was utterly devastated when he stopped talking to her. But it was nothing out of the ordinary for Tom Riddle. He often did that to girls. One of the reasons Marcy continued to hate him.