Not Ever Again -1- Not Ever Again!

Chapter III

Ner words in this chapter: 1,598

"Talking"

'Thinking'

–Parseltongue–

{Talking on the fireplace/Two-way mirror/through Patronus}

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

-Chapter III-

Tuesday, 1 September 1942

Dumbledore's POV

Dumbledore wondered how the two he had had to introduce to the magical world that were so different but so alike in danger had managed to meet one another in the first day in the train. Holmes was one of the best students, although her grades wouldn't move upward than the average, it was like she refused popularity. Riddle on the other hand was the top of class, being the professors' typical pet student. Dumbledore looked at the two as they entered Great Hall for their fifth year, Holmes was starting to win her feminine looks and even with her clothes that did everything but call attention several boys were looking her way. Dumbledore knew the only thing keeping them away was the hand holding Holmes' one. Since the first day the two were always together, as if the two had connected. If Dumbledore didn't knew better he would say the boy had taken the girl under his protection, but why would he?

-NEA-

Tuesday, 1 September 1942

TMR's POV

"Why is everyone looking our way?" Primavera whispered.

Tom helped her to sit as he looked around, easily he noticed the lust looks. He sat next to her and, glancing to the girl's eyes to be sure she wouldn't freak out, grabbed her hand over the table. At once he noticed everyone looking away, not daring to mess with him.

"They're just looking at my Perfect crest." he argued.

Primavera sighed relieved. Years had passed and her fear for attention was still was strong as when he had met her the first time. He could understand why the boys couldn't take their eyes off, he wasn't blind. Since he had first met her that he had seen her inner beauty. While everyone had looked at her clothes and round glasses too big for her, he had seen the beauty, the power and the geniuses in managing to hide it under a mask of incognito. She was a no one and that helped her to stay in the background when something big was happening. Although being a Black gave her prestige, she only used it to keep unwanted attention away.

"Dumbledore is looking at us."

"Is he now?" Tom asked amused.

For reasons unknown to him, Primavera loathed the transfiguration professor. She nodded, looking back at him. Her green eyes landing on his dark grey ones.

"He's still trying to find ways to separate us."

Tom grinned and tightened his hold on the girl's hand.

"Is there anything for him to separate?"

As always Primavera blushed at his hint, but although she looked away it was the first time she didn't take her hand away. Tom smirked internally, sure he knew she'd been touched when she had been a child, before the muggles had taken her in if he understood correctly, and that she was going to be a hard one to let him touch her, he had already suspected that on the first day. Tom massaged the back of her hand with his thumb. She was still his ticket to become someone in this world... Her good looks, smartness and strength were just a bonus. She knew he was dangerous, he wasn't sure why and how as he'd made sure to keep it hidden from her, but she just knew and still didn't said or do anything to stop him. Of course he could tell that she didn't exactly approve, but she also didn't argue against.