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—"LILY TAKE HARRY AND GO!".
"IT'S HIM! I'LL HOLD HIM OFF!"
"HAVE MERCY! NOT MY HARRY!"
"STEP ASIDE SILLY GIRL!"
"PLEASE! I BEG YOU."
"AVADA KEDAVRA."
Rigel stood up immediately, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. Since when had he even had nightmares?
He groaned and stepped out of bed, looking at the other two sleeping boys, wishing more than anything that he was asleep like they were.
He sighed and walked out of the room and into the common room, sitting down on the couch by the fireplace and fiddling with his necklace that he had always kept on since he had gotten it from Tom.
The sweat on his body was increasing by the second, so he just took of his shirt and emotionlessly looked at the fireplace.
••
Tom blinked a couple of times in shock when he noticed a shirtless Rigel by the fireplace, looking in thought. "Rigel?"
Rigel hummed questioningly, not looking away from the fireplace.
Tom walked over and sat on the couch furthest from him, not wanting to disturb his thoughts, but wanting to help at the same time. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Rigel answered quickly, fiddling with his necklace again.
"You seem like you've got something on your mind—"
"Why are you here?" Rigel cut him off coldly, finally looking at him and folding his hands infront of him.
"I couldn't sleep. I usually go down to the chamber of secrets whenever I can't sleep, but I saw you here alone and became concerned."
Rigel didn't even bother asking him about the chamber of secrets. "Concerned?" He scoffed, "Trust me, this doesn't harm your horcrux. You can leave."
Tom frowned, but nodded regardless. "As you wish." He said and walked out of the common room, looking at the boy, who was staring at the fireplace again, one last time and then walking out.
Rigel sighed and laid down on the couch. 'Why was Tom so concerned about a bloody horcrux? Doesn't he have like 5-6 more of them?' He thought.
'You should understand by now that other people care for you.' Tom's voice said in his head, making him almost jump.
'I'm too tired for putting up my occulemency shields, Riddle. So please, I'm asking you kindly, to get out of my head.'
'I can't. Your thoughts are attached to mine." Tom pointed out as if it was obvious.
Rigel sighed. He closed his eyes and focused on his magic, but was somehow too weak, making his eyes snap open. Were the nightmares really taking that much of a toll on him?
'Focus.' Tom's voice said in his head, 'Remove the negative thoughts about whatever happened and try to focus on your magic.'
Rigel frowned, a bit shocked about the fact that Tom didn't point out anything about his nightmares, which made him feel.. dare he say it— relaxed.
He took a deep breath and put all thoughts of his nightmare in one side and thought about his magic, smiling when he could feel it working.
'.. Thank you.' Rigel's voice said in Tom's head just before he put up his occulemency shields.
