Hello readers! I haven't gotten any descriptions which I am quite upset about. Also, you might be thinking this story is going nowhere, but trust me it is. Things are getting darker, and people are going completely mental! Its absolute chaos so I hope you guys enjoy! I will be updating as frequently as possible!

"Marcy, what are you doing out of bed at this hour! Go back to the common room!" he ordered pulling her along.

"Tom, I-I woke up, and you were gone."

"So? That gives you no right to be wandering the halls at night. Get back to bed." He ordered guiding her to the common room, with his hand still over her eyes. He quickly pushed her inside and shut the door behind himself. Marcy sat herself on the couch and waited for his reappearance, but he never showed. She gave up on waiting for him and wandered back to her bed, drifting back into her dreamed filled sleep.

"Marcy wake up! Hurry up! Get up!" Hannah screeched pulling on Marcy to get out of bed.

"What, Hannah? What do you want?" Marcy said rubbing the fog out of her eyes.

"They found out who was opening the chamber last night! Who was letting the monster out!" a feeling of sickness fell over Marcy as she thought about Tom never coming back to the dorms.

"H-How? Who did it?" Marcy said hastily changing into her casual clothes.

"Rubeus Hagrid. Some third year Gryffindor."

"A Gryffindor? But all the books I have read, spoke of a Slytherin…" Marcy reasoned.

"Not this time. He's a half-blood. Half giant, who knows what sort of blood he could have coursing through those veins of his? Giants are vicious creatures. I am not surprised at all." Hannah said rushing Marcy out the door.

"How did they find out it was Hagrid?"

"Tom Riddle. He was on duty and he ever so bravely captured him. Tom is so brave." Hannah said dreamily opening the door to the corridor.

"Tom? Tom found him! he could have gotten killed!"

"That's what all this fuss is about! His bravery." Hannah sighed. "You're lucky you have him. girls would kill to be with him" Hannah giggled, completely oblivious that girls have tried to kill for him.

"I suppose he is quite the prize. What sort of Monster was it?" Marcy questioned.

"I heard that it was some sort of spider. But that information could be completely wrong. It could be anything." All the students bustled themselves outside of the head masters office awaiting the verdict for Hagrid. Surprisingly, not one teacher told the students to get back to the great hall. When the doors opened and Rubeus stepped out, Marcy felt sympathy towards the boy. He was repentantly holding two broken halves of a wand. Marcy could see the tears in his eyes, and for some reason knew, she just knew, that he couldn't have done it. That's when a sick feeling hit her.

'What if it's Tom who is doing this?' she thought.

'stop the foolishness, Tom would never.'

'He would. He hates muggle- borns. He has the will in him to kill someone.'

'Would it change the way you feel about him?'

'I don't think so. But I would have to force myself not to love him, for my own safety'

'Don't jump to conclusions. He probably has nothing to do with the matter.'

When Hagrid passed her not bothering to look up, she grabbed his hand, and his head darted down towards her. She smiled at him, and he forced a smile back on to his face as he was pushed further down the corridor. Students yelled and hollered horrible things at the poor boy, and Hannah began to verbally accuse Marcy.

"Why would you touch that filth? He is a killer!"

"He didn't do it Hannah. I know he didn't."

Hannah kept talking, but Marcy was still caught up in her own thoughts. She glanced up and saw Tom staring at her, with his brow furrowed. She mimicked him and furrowed her brow, slowly blinking. She shook her head and swiftly moved past him. Marcy bustled to the library and began to read when she saw Violet hunched over a book, with large black circles under her eyes. Marcy slowly walked over to Violet and tapped her on the shoulder. Her head shot up and her eyes widened as she saw Marcy. She jumped and grabbed both of Marcys forearms getting uncomfortably close.

"Marcy! Tom. T-Tom! Stay away!" she screeched.

"What are you doing in the library? What are you talking about?" Marcy said pulling her friend out into the halls.

"He is bad, Marcy. So dangerous. Stay away from him. He'll- He'll kill you" Violet said darkly as she began to curl up onto the floor. Marcy kneeled next to her.

"What are you talking about? What do you know about him Violet?"

"I-I. He is bad! So bad. Evil. I know his plans. I know too much! He- He'll kill me if he finds out I have spoken to you. torture, he will torture me, he has done it before. T-Tom is not what you think. Bad. So very, very bad." She repeated as she huddled in a ball. Just as Marcy was about to speak she heard footsteps round the corner. Her eyes lay upon Tom Riddle. She skeptically looked at him.

"Congratulations, on the award you are going to receive." Marcy said trying to act as if Violet said nothing.

"What did she say to you Marcy?" Tom spoke walking over to the two girls.

"N-Nothing." Marcy sputtered. Tom pushed Marcy into the wall, and slammed his hand against the wall inches away from her face, causing Marcy to jump.

"Don't lie!" he grabbed her jaw forcefully and began to read her thoughts. He found all the information he needed.