Hey guys! I love my readers and your reviews help so much! I am currently watching "a very potter musical" and I'm in tears from laughter, so that is why, my story was late tonight. Also, I live in a different time zone then many of my readers, so I am sorry of my timing is bad. Anyway, keep up with the reviews and enjoy!

"Please, don't leave me. I am so cold. Warm me and take me to the fire Tom? I need your body to warm mine." She said as tears pooled in her eyes. He picked her up and carried her down to the common room. As Alice and Brutus watched, he placed her on the couch and pulled the couch closer to the fire, so she would warm faster. The flames danced across her face, and reflected off of the tears. It pained Tom to see her this way, which made him madder, that he felt feeling for her. All in all he was an emotional wreck. He then remembered Brutus and Alice quietly cowering behind him. it took all his strength not to kill them on the spot. He managed to keep calm, and bind their wrists together. He walked over to the couch where Marcy lay, and bent down, so their faces met.

"My sweet Marcy, I have to take you to Madame Goldstein, and then I must leave you for a brief moment to take them to Professor Dippet. My dear, do you understand?"

"I don't want to move, it is too painful." She said lightly rubbing her ribs.

"I am so sorry my love, but there are no other options." He stroked her hair. She nodded and allowed Tom to pick her up and carry her all the way to the infirmary. Madame Goldstein was in complete shock when Tom told her of the night, and she warranted him a hero.

"Mr. Riddle, what you did was very brave to save Miss. Nott. I understand that you were too caught up in the moment to alarm a teacher and being a prefect I do not for a moment think you were outside of Hogwarts for any other reason. Tom, you should go get changed out of those wet clothes and see yourself back to your dorm."

"With all respect Madame, I would like to stay with Marcy overnight. I care about her above all of my peers, and , well, I want to make sure she is alright." Madame Goldstein hesitated for a moment and shot her head back and forth between the two of them.

"Oh, I see." She said with a smile "You and Miss. Nott are… together" Tom smirked and closed his eyes for a moment.

"Yes, we are. I will go get changed, but as long as there will be a bed waiting for me when I get back…"

Madame Goldstein, wheeled over a bed while he was gone, directly next to Marcy and she locked eyes with her.

"He is a wonderful boy you have there. Looks after you with so much care. Don't let him go." She said with a wink. Marcy smiled politely.

'You have no idea'

She looked at Toms work on Marcy and decided Marcy deserved a break from healing, and would be able to hold out until the morning. Tom came back wearing his pajamas, which Marcy thought looked quite silly, because he usually never wears a shirt to bed.

"How are you Marcy?" he said kneeling next to her bed. she turned her face to look at his.

"How did you know where I was?"

"Your necklace. It tells me wherever you are." He said placing his index finger on the flower. He stood and walked over to his bed.

"Tom?" a quivering voice called out behind him. he turned on his heel and looked at her.

"Yes Marcy?" Her eyes were filled with so much sadness.

"Tom, I was so scared." She broke down in tears and held her face in the palm of her hands. He strode over and lay down next to her, putting his arm underneath her and placing her on his lap. "I was so afraid I was going to die, that they would torture me more. I thought that was the end, and then I saw you. You saved me again, Tom I think I am most afraid that someday you'll stop coming to save me, and you'll let them get me. I'll be all alone." He arms were wrapped around him. This made Tom uncomfortable, he wasn't used to making someone feel better. Especially such a fragile girl. It ate away at him, the fact that he cared she was hurting inside and out. It bothered him even more, that the twinkle in her eye was fading. More and more everyday it would fade and he couldn't see her happiness. The smiles and laughs faded too, but for some reason he also loved seeing her so unhappy. It made him feel accomplished. Tom knew deep down, that she held more power over him than anyone else. It was only a matter of time before she realized that too. She fell asleep in his arms and he placed her on her bed, putting the white sheets over her body. He sat awake in his own bed staring at her sleeping face. His thoughts were over-powering and he soon fell into an argument with himself once more.

'You have to keep up with the plans Tom!' he screamed at himself silently.

'Not if you want to keep her around'

'She will stay with me.'

'Not when she finds out what you have been doing, or even your plans for the future'

'I don't want to lose her'

'You need to love Tom.'

'I can't! I am not that weak'

'You can love her. Allow her to teach you.'

'No one can love me. I am sick.'

'She can change you, and you know that. That is precisely why you won't let her into your heart'

'What do you know anyway?'

He fell asleep on the soft bed and was awoken by Marcys whispers

"Tom. Tom wake up. My shoulder hurts terribly, please go get Madame Goldstein?" Tom jumped out of his bed to get her. When she bustled next to Marcys bed, Marcy explained the problems she was experiencing.

"Marcy, I am going to have to put the bone back in place." She said with regret. She pulled out her wand and placed it over Marcys shoulder. She mumbled a few words and the wand tip began to glow. Marcy let out a pain filled scream. Tom knelt by her bedside and allowed her to squeeze his hand, as her shoulder was fixed. He ran his fingers through her hair to calm her down but nothing. He enjoyed the screams of the weak usually, but not Marcys. Hers upset him. When the nurse was done she backed away without a word and bustled into her office.

"I am so sorry this happened to you my dear. I will kill the people that did this to you. I promise." He said as he kissed her forehead.

"Tom, let the teachers handle this. I don't want you to get hurt." Tom smiled at her lack of confidence in him.

"Whatever you wish for Marcy. Now get some rest my darling." Tom went back to the his dorm and put on his school uniform. He knew what he wanted to do with Brutus and Alice. He wanted to torture them until they went completely insane, then kill them. but he couldn't do that. He was top of the class, what if he ruined his title as the perfect student. He needed to be more subtle and give other people reasons to want to murder the both of them. However, that was not at the top of his to do list. No, he needed to find a student capable of murder… besides himself.

Awwwww I love Tom! He's so cute with Marcy. I was thinking about putting links on my profile to pictures of Marcy, Brutus, Hannah, Violet and whoever else you want. I was always picturing Frank Dillane (young Tom Riddle in the sixth movie. He was in all the flashbacks) as Tom Riddle. If you guys have your own image for him, or if you want the pictures tell me in your review! Okay thanks for the reading and expect an update very soon!