The Noctiphany Terror •Tom Riddle•

Chapter Six

~Warrior~

Tom was confused to see a student getting out of trouble so easily, especially the trouble she had caused. The Hufflepuff got away with only two hours of detention in the evening, after the Headmaster cancelled the detention the prefect punished her with. That was completely unacceptable.

Tom was walking down the corridors, heading to the library, dwelling on what just happened. Her parents were for sure in the Board of Governors, hence Dippet's indulgence. That wasn't fair, but Tom didn't really care about fairness. Even though he was an orphan and had no influential relatives, the whole school was kissing his arse, teachers and students included.

Of course, there were some exceptions, but only a few. The Slytherin was sure that Albus Dumbledore, the Transfiguration teacher, and Hydra Black both loathed him. The last one wasn't a certainty though. Sure, she showed signs of apathy towards Tom, but he knew what she actually thought of him. She found him attractive and that alone brought a smug smirk on the boy's face. She may not like him very much at the moment, but she couldn't deny his good looks.

Tom didn't need her anyway, although one more servant to do his bidding wouldn't hurt. After all, the more the merrier. The only problem was that she was disobedient and fickle, characteristics that were not suitable for a follower. But everything could be changed with an Imperio and some Cruciatus curse if needed.

But this was only a maybe. He needed skilled people, not sensitive teenage girls. He relied on his boys for the important tasks, and the few girls that he had in his army were used for the work that no one wanted to do, like being the lookout.

"Tom! Wait!" a deep voice called upon him and he stopped in his tracks. He was heading to the library after he left the dimwit girl in the Headmaster's office. It was no other than Alexander Rosier that interrupted him, a Slytherin who befriended Tom in their second year.

"How many times do I have to tell you? It's-" Tom growled, but he was soon cut off by Rosier's quick response.

"My lord. I'm sorry. I am still trying to get used to it." he sincerely apologised. Alexander saw Tom as a true friend, well, at least he did until a few months ago when he ordered them to call him 'my lord' or 'lord Voldemort'. He still trusted his master, but he felt like he was straying apart from them, from his friends. They were now his followers, all except Avery. He was the only one allowed to call him Tom. Avery was still his friend and that angered Rosier.

Rosier, Nott, Lestrange and Mucliber were there for him all the time. Yes, Tom shared a room with Avery, but they were just as good as him. Malfoy deserved to be called a follower, not them. But even though he was enraged by this fact, Rosier never stopped respecting his friend. He wanted to prove Tom that he was worthy of being in his close circle, worthy of being called his friend.

Tom found Rosier's thoughts entertaining. It was funny how hard can one struggle to obtain something that they never will get their hands on. Tom or better said, Voldemort, allowed Avery to call him by that stupid name because he was the one who talked to him in his first year, when no one would.

"Why did you defend her?" Tom suddenly asked and Rosier's lips twitched in a small smile.

"She is lush." he explained and Tom slightly raised his eyebrows. "And she seems fun. Like a female version of Nott."

"Hmm.. I don't see the resemblance." he muttered, keeping his eyes on the stoned floor.

"Because you don't know her."

"And you do?" Tom was genuinely curious, he actually wandered how was it that Rosier knew something about this girl who they barely have seen during their years at Hogwarts. It is true, Tom himself heard about Peeves' little partner in mischief and he might have met her before, but she never captured his attention enough for him to remember her.