"Do you believe me now?" he said softly. A tear trickled down her face and she nodded her head.

"My love, why are you crying?" he said wiping away the tear.

"I have never been so afraid in my life." She hesitated for a brief moment "But Tom, I love you too" he smiled and lifted her off of the ground kissing her neck. His lips moved up from her neck to her ear.

"Its midnight my sweet Marcy" she looked at him in puzzlement.

"What's your point?"

"Happy Birthday"

Marcy woke up on her bed, and locked eyes with the ticking clock. It was at least ten in the morning, she sighed and threw her face into the pillow. She looked over at her sleeping roommates and slowly stood up. Remembering what had happened the night previous. She had confessed her love for Tom. What a mistake this was. She was now bound to him by magic. Not very powerful magic, but all in all, she was his, and he was hers. Tom on the other hand, was wonderful at manipulating the powers he held over people. She shook the thought out of her head and readied herself, throwing on one of Violets dresses and neatly tying up her hair. She walked down to the common room, and sat herself down to read a book.

"Marcy Nott and Tom Riddle, please go to professor Dippets office straight away." The small witch said peeking her head through the porthole. It was one of the Slytherin prefects. Marcy walked up to Toms room and shook him awake throwing clothes at him.

"Get up. We have to go to professor Dippets." Tom didn't argue and he quickly got dressed.

Once they arrived at professor Dippets headquarters, Marcy was surprised to see her father and mother standing at the desk. Tears were in her fathers eyes.

"Father!" she said as she ran over and he pulled her into a hug lifting her off of the ground.

"My sweet angel. My baby girl, are you okay? Does anything hurt?"

"No papa I am fine." She said as he placed her back onto the ground. She eyed her mother.

"Hello mother." She said hugging her for a brief second and quickly turning to face Tom. She smiled at him, and grabbed his hand knowing how uncomfortable he must feel.

"Ah yes, Mr. Riddle. This young man is the brave prefect who saved your daughter." Professor Dippet said taking pride in his student. "He is a model student. He and your daughter have become quite close this year. Thanks to him she is still alive." Tom shook both of her parents hands and stood beside Marcy.

"Yes, I have taken quite a liking to your daughter. She is extraordinary" he said with a hint of affection in his voice. She smiled up at him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Tom. Thank you for taking care of my daughter when I cannot." Mr. Nott seemed very impressed with Tom, while her mother looked at him like a disease.

"Tom, are you of pure- blood family?" she sneered at him.

"Mother!" Marcy said incredulously. "Tom, you don't have to answer that."

"I would like to know what my daughter is hanging around with these days" her mother said tersely.

"No, Marcy it is fine. I am a Half- Blood. I was raised in a muggle orphanage, so no I am not." He said pocketing his hands. Mrs. Nott didn't answer but Mr. Nott stared at him with amazement.

"Pure- blood or not, you saved my baby girl. I am forever in your debt Tom." He said slightly bowing his head. Tom gave a small chuckle and responded in a silky voice.

"Marcy, is far to special to take an eye off of. I would hate to see someone hurt her. I am just glad she is okay, and they are not getting away with this."

"They?" Marcys father said with puzzlement.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy has been cleared, since we are under the impression he was under the imperious curse. He is not getting expelled with Miss, Bates." Marcys jaw drop in astonishment.

"Surely you must be joking sir. He was fully aware of what was going on. I can assure you he was not under the Imperious curse prefessor" Tom said calmly.

"The Malfoys are good people and I am sure he would never try to hurt Marcy." Professor Dippet said dismissively.

"Professor you don't know him like I do. He-" Tom glanced over at Marcy and trailed off.

"Never mind sir." He said going back to Marcys' side. They wrapped up their conversation, as Mr. Nott continued to thank Tom and shake his hand. Marcy and Tom walked out together.

"I can't believe they didn't say happy birthday to you. It's your birthday!" Tom said in complete disbelief.

"It is alright, the fact that they came to see how I was, is wonderful. I am sure that was uncomfortable for you. I'm sorry."

"It wasn't. Your father is nice, your mother, she's a bitch."

"Tom!"

"She is, and you were thinking that the entire time she was quizzing me on my lineage. " He spat. Once they reached the common room they parted. That was the last time they spoke until May. There was no reason behind them not speaking. They no longer sat next to each other at lunch, and read together at the library, there was not a single word. Tom had become colder and more distant in those moths. He didn't make an effort to speak to her, all though he always had his eyes set on her, protecting her from afar. His thoughts kept him connected to her. He knew deep down he loved her. He was just too stubborn to show his affection for her, when there was no need for it. It was a trip to Hogsmeade and everyone was excited, and buzzing to go. Violet dressed Marcy in a nice navy dress, and prettied her up. Once they entered Hogsmeade Tom immediately thought of excuses to speak with her but there was none. Tom felt a strange vibration through his spine which alerted him to look up. It was the magic, that Marcy had given him, when she confessed her love for him, they were now connected. He was alarmed when she was in danger. His head shot up to look across the room, and he saw Marcy arguing with a Ravenclaw boy, that Tom knew to be Brutus' friend. She then resentfully nodded her head in agreement. She then allowed the boy to kiss her, and suck on her neck. An unfamiliar rage flew through Tom, as he watched Marcy allow him to do this to her. The boy pulled her over to his booth and she sat on his lap, and he proceeded to shove his tongue down her throat and touch her, where she hated to be touched. Her face would harden every time this boy would do something crude to her.

'Why is she allowing him to do this? She is sober, he isn't taking advantage of her. She hates this!'

'Maybe, Brutus put him up to this as punishment.'

'All she has to do is call my name, and she knows I would stop this. Why won't she just do it!'

'Blackmail Tom.'

Tom's hands turned into fists as he strode over to Marcy and pulled her off of the boy. She sputtered and looked at Tom.

"Tom! What are you doing?" she said as she pulled away from his grip.

"Protecting you." He said not taking his hard gaze off of the boy.

"Tom, please, Mark and I were doing nothing you need to be concerned about. Just don't worry about it okay?" she said lightly pushing him away from their table. Tom wasn't ready to let this go.

"Mark, stay away from Marcy, okay? If I see you even look in her direction, I'll kill you, without wavering" Tom said angrily, pulling her out of the three broomsticks.

"It seems every time we come here, something always has to happen."

"I didn't throw a swing this time." Tom spoke in his defense

"Tom stay out of my business."

"Marcy, why have we grown apart over these moths?" he said grabbing her hand.

"Because Tom, you won the game. You got me, I am yours. I am bound to you, but that was the game wasn't it? To chase me and act like you cared and then drop me. You never cared, it was just a game for you. That's all. I am done being a toy for you."

"How dare you even say that. After everything I do for you. I watch over you, I make sure no one hurts you. I risked my life fishing you out of that lake! I put up with your insanity and for what? So you can ignore me, and act as if you have no feelings for me! you put me through emotional feuds with myself!" He screamed. Marcy got silent and bit her lip as she held back the tears.

"I do it, to protect you. I do it because I love you." she whispered looking up at him.

Woah. Seems to me, Tom just had a break down. It was the inevitable. The pictures are up so go take a look and tell me what you think. Thanks for the reviews! I love my readers.