Riddle's Mate.

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Despite Draco's worry Tom Actually Kept his distance.

Thought there were times where Draco would catch him staring, Tom would just play it off.

At Lunch Tom wasn't There.

At break Draco found Tom surrounded by books but did his best to focus on is own book's.

And Draco found that despite the morning's... events, the day were quite peaceful.

Draco were still confused on Tom's behaviour.

It was weird.

It gave Draco all the encouragement he needed to keep his distance from Tom.

It was barely the second day of being roommate's with Tom and Draco was already over it.

But that didn't mean Draco wasn't curious about Tom, despite Tom being weird, Draco was curious as to what Tom must have done to have the eyes of professor Snipe, Professor Dumbledor and Professor McGonagall on him.

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Draco was a lot of things but blind and stupid he was not.

He had taken note of how Snipe would watch Tom, how professor McGonagall would tense around Tom and Dumbledor's body language, it was as if they where wating for Tom to do something, there hands were always lingering close to there wand's, how they would whispered and Glance in Tom's Direction in The grate hall, and They seemed to be where ever Tom was.

Snipe would be in the library, pretending to read, Dumbledor would watch out of the tower when Tom would be outside, and Professor McGonagall would sneak around in her animagos form.

Draco had been observing them just as mutch as they have been observing Tom.

Now all Draco had to do was find out why.

Though it'll seem Tom was observing him as well, Draco knew Tom knew they were watching him, Draco just didn't know why nor did Draco know why Tom was watching him.

Draco leaned back into his chair at his Desk.

His work was done and already placed in order.

Draco looked at the rose he mindlessly sketched while deep in though.

The hair on the back of Draco's neck stood up, witch only ment one thing, Tom were watching him again.

Draco found he knew whenever Tom's Eyes were on him.

And it creeped him out.

It made him feel like a scared little rabbit, cornered and completely defend less again the beast, lurking in the shadows, bearing it's sharp teeth with a promise to kill, watching, waiting, getting ready for the right moment to pounce!.

A shiver ran down Draco's spine.

It didn't help to creep himself out.

Draco stood from his desk chair and made his way to his bed.

Hopefully tonight he'll be able to catch up to his beauty sleep.

Draco closed the curtains to his bed as he could still feel Tom's eyes on him.

It was just his luck to get a roommate as weard as Riddle, though it could have been worse.

Draco thought as he got in bed and blew out the candle.

It didn't matter how weird Riddle was.

Draco had to keep a close eye on him and the professor's if he wanted to get to the bottom of all of this.

And who knew maybe Riddle was just dropped two many times on his head as a babe, that would explain a lot.