Pretend

Twenty two - jelly

Y/n's pov

At the moment we are having the last class of the day: Transfiguration with professor Dumbledore.

We share this class with Gryffindors.
I don't get the rivalry between the two houses, I don't have anything against them.

I just sometimes hate people in general.

my seat-mate  since the begging of the year is a Gryffindor boy I'm not really close with, we only talk when we have to work in pair.

I think his name is Jacob ... Orton? Or something like that

Tom's seat-mate is a Slytherin girl, I know her only by sight I think she's one of those girl obsessed with him (a/n: and so am I ) their desk is two rows in front of ours, diagonally to the right .

I'm not focusing on the lesson, I'm looking out of the window situated on the highest part of the room. The light from the sun reveals every single little particle of dust flying around the chamber, honestly ,everything is more interesting than this class.

The professor has noticed that I wasn't paying attention, but before he could say a thing the bell saved me

I gather all my stuff as fast as I could and leave the classroom

As I'm leaning against the wall waiting for Tom, a person stops in front of me

I look up and... it's not the one I was expecting it to be

'Orton? Yes? Do you need anything?' I asked confused

'It's Ortis actually..' he replies scratching the back of his head awkwardly

Well shit that was embarrassing

'I was wondering if.. maybe we could- you know- study for Transfiguration together..sometime?' He asks shyly

I don't even know what to respond, but before I could even open my mouth to reply someone else did it for me

'No she can't' a cold but hot, you know what I mean, voice intervenes

'Tom?' I look in disbelief at the person who just got out of the class

'Now if you please, my girlfriend and I have important matters to take care of' he then proceeds to take my hand into his and walk me away

I give the Gryffindor boy a pity look and mouth a 'sorry'

'Was that really necessary?' I look at him, still walking and still holding his hand

'No, but he must know you're off. Limits.'

'What?' I laugh 'he's my seat-mate!' I continue

'And?'

I feel a smirk growing on my face as I say
'Are you jealous?'

'Me? No way!' He spats looking at me
'Don't make that face!' He says noticing my teasingly expression

'Tom Riddle is Jealousss!' I say each word poking his arm with my left index finger, as my right hand is still in his

'I am. Not.'

'Whatever' I reply looking forward, still smiling

We are now walking by the Black lake

It's a sunny day, but it's not that hot outside there is still a cold breeze .
The light times are getting longer, which mean that the summer vacation are coming more and more closer.. I'm looking forward for them.