"Tommmm." you whined in the green common room surrounded by the warmth of the fire.
"What is it?" he asks.
"Are you still writing in that diary of yours?"
"What is it with you and wanting to know what I write in my diary?" he questioned you.
"Maybe because I think you're up to something." you reply.
"Oh? Like what?"
You look at him and raise your eyebrows. "You care to tell me?"
"No." he answers.
"You're a mysterious one, Tom."
"The same can be said about you."
"Oh please, there's nothing I'm hiding." you told.
"Everyone has something their hiding." Tom comments.
"I'll figure you out eventually." you went on.
"Do as you wish, but don't interfere with my plans."
"Oh?" you questioned. "A plan?"
He just looks at you then looks away. He then picks up his book and starts reading. You read the title which says, "Dark Arts and Horcruxes."
"Horcruxes? You're reading about Horcruxes?!" you voiced. "Is this part of your plan?"
Again, he just looks at you then looks away.
"Answer me, Tom!" you fume taking his book out of his hands.
"Give it back." he demanded.
"Not after you tell me what you're up to." you say sternly.
"I'm not telling you anything." he replies.
"A-are you actually going to make horcruxes?" you ask uneasily.
He just looks away from you. You knew about horcruxes hence your father had study about them. You know that they're bad and they consist of a sacrifice being made.
"Tom, please tell me you're not planning on making them."
"So what if I am?"
"I-I-" you stutter. "Have you made one yet?"
He stays silent for a while then answers with, "No."
"T-then, I'll prevent you from making it."
"How are you going to stop me? I've got too much plan for my future and nothing is going to change."
"I'll try at least. I'm going to try to change whatever your plan is."
"You can't change me, Y/N. My heart is set as stone." he points out.
"And so? What's not worth to try? If it means preventing and dangerous or sacrifices, I'm willing to try."
He tsks then turns to you saying, "What's with you wanted to stop me?"
"Because I don't you anything bad to happen to you." you admit.
"We barely know each other."
"That's why I want to be friends. You said you'll consider it, so have you?"
He pauses then says, "Fine. We can be 'friends.'" but hesitantly.
"Awesome! You can come with me to the Quidditch tryouts then." you smile.
"Um, no. I have better things to do and I have a meeting."
"I'm not taking a no as an answer."
He groaned and asks, "Can I have my book back now?"
"The book about dark magic and horcruxes? No." you told.
"How do you even know what horcruxes are?"
"My father studied them."
"He'll be useful for me then."
"Tom!" you voice.
"What?"
"Are you serious?"
"What do you mean?!"
"You know what?!" you said and turned towards the fire.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Just watch." you smirk and threw his book into the fire.
"Y-you-"
"Oh oops! Guess you won't be able to read more about it." you smirk.
Tom glares at you then tsk.
"Remember, you're showing up to my tryouts tomorrow." you remind.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." he sighs and heads back to his room.
The next day, you're at quidditch tryout trying to see if Tom had actually come like you told him to. To your surprise, he did and he is sitting towards the back looking at you. Something just makes you want to do your best and try to impress him. Maybe to show that you are worthy to be his friend.
"L/N, you're up. Let's see what you got."
You nod and took off on your broom. On the blow of the whistle, you catch the quaffle in the air and flew towards the hoops. You dodge bludgers being thrown at you. In all that, you turn around to see Tom watching you play. You smirk and shoot for the goal which made it in.
"Awesome, now, come back down and we're going to start making teams."
You follow the order and flew back down. You get assigned to a team and start playing a couple match. In the end, your team caught the snitch and won the game.
"Good job to you all. You will all find out whether you make the team or not tomorrow. If you're in, I expect you to be at practice bright and early the day after. No excuses."
You all nod your head and departed. You flew to Tom who was still here watching you play the whole time.
"So, Tom, how did I do?" you ask him.
"Not bad." he answers.
"As if you can do better. I bet you can't even fly on a broom!"
"I just choose not to fly on a broom."
"Well then." you say making room on your broom.
"What are you doing?" he question.
"Get on." you motion.
"What? No."
"I said get on, Tom." you ordered.
He hesitated then hops on the broom with you. You ascend high up making Tom all panic.
"That's enough! If you can go down that would be great."
"Oh please. I'm having way to much fun." you laugh.
"Y/N, I said to go down. I do not like this."
"Fine." you sigh and flew down.
Tom hops down immediately and straighten up his posture.
"Come on. It wasn't that bad."
"Never, am I doing that again."
"And I thought you said you just choose not to fly on the broom."
"I-I- whatever." he says turning around about to leave.
"Ey! Are you not going to wait for me?"
"No. I have a meeting to attend."
"Oh right. A meeting with your 'followers.'"
He glares then left. You sigh and head back as well. Then real mysterious one, he is. Whatever his plan is, it surely can't be good if it involves horcruxes.