The Darkest Phoenix - Tom riddle x OC

Chapter 23 - Roomies.

'chapter 23'-thoughts

"chapter 23" - talking

3rd Pov. 

"How long was I out?" Tom sat up rubbing his eyes. 

"Four hours." Malfoy supplied his eyes still on his homework. 

"Where are the others?"

"In the commons worried that Alex-"

"Is she okay?" Tom's head snapped up.

"Worried that Alex might kill Marcous." 

"She shouldn't have to, the prick shouldn't be here," Tom smirked at the scenarios going through his head.

"Should we do something about it?" Malfoys eyes hinted at excitement, barely anything got through his impressive mask, he must really want to hurt Marcous Clearwater. 

"No as unfortunate as it is, if we do something then the professors will pin this on her and she will not be able to get out of this so easily."

"You're right, it is unfortunate."

Tom was closet to Malfoy out of all his friends. Malfoy was the first to make the undying oath, therefore Tom's right hand.

They left the room and found the rest on the couches in the commons. 

"You slept for a while," Alex commented and sat next to him. 

"Have you not slept?"

"Couldn't, that fucker was in my bed."

"You could have just conjured your own bed." Malachi shrugged.

"So could you." They both huffed.

"The real reason?" Tom spoke softer. 

"I couldn't get the image of Dumbledore touching me out of my head."

Tom clenched his jaw, he pulled Alex closer so she was practically on his lap.

"If he gets close again, he'll be suspiciously missing a limb by the next day."

"You or me?"

"Whichever is more convenient."

Alex chuckled darkly and snuggled closer to Tom. His scent was incredible. Almost sweet but not the sickening type, more like bitter dark chocolate. 

"You're both insane." Malachi barely dodged the two stinging hexes that were lazily thrown at him. "Yup fucking mental, you just tried attacking a child."

The group laughed hard as Malachi was hit but a stinging hex to the behind from Alex. 

"I don't 'try', I do."

"Would you ever be interested in marrying me? I find your homicidal tendencies utterly ravishing." Tom's eyes shone with adoration. 

"I couldn't think of a more handsome psychopath to marry. So yes, I would."

"Oh get a room! Honestly, I think we need to stop them before they kill my innocents." Malachi directed to Sal. 

"Calm yourself child, but I do agree. Get a room!" The boys filled the otherwise empty common room with side stitching laughter. 

"Actually, Sal, that was something I was going to ask about. You produced an heir room while you were here, Alex mentioned something about a 'Slytherins Wing?' while we were studying." 

Alex nodded along her eyes glossed with just as much curiosity as Tom's.

"Ah yes, they're behind the banners in that corner." Sal pointed at the place in question.