[1] prophecy → tom riddle [EDITING]

Chapter Eighteen: A Well Awaited Match and the Room of Mopsus

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Lunchtime. Nicole's favourite part of the day. But at that moment in time, the Gryffindor's and Ravenclaw's were not interested in food, well besides Nicole who was happily helping herself to her fourth plate of chicken nuggets which was stolen from the Slytherin table behind her.

Whilst the Gryffindors talked badly about the Ravenclaws and how they were going to lose once again, the Ravenclaws talked badly about the Gryffindors and how they were finally going to beat them after seven years.

The two playing teams competing after lunch were so involved with their tables and how each team were to win, only a few Hufflepuffs and Slytherins talked about the game, making bets on each team amongst their friends, the other members of the house who were not paying as much attention to the game talked about the upcoming Christmas holidays, despite the fact it was over a month and a half away.

Ophelia was engaged in a heavy conversation with Tom Riddle about his plans for the Christmas break.

"I've decided I'm not going back to that horrible orphanage," Tom stated taking a sip from his glass of water, "nor am I staying here."

"And where would you go?" Ophelia asked, she too took a sip from her glass.

"Anywhere, Avery has offered me a place to at his for the Christmas," Tom put down his glass and started playing with his fingertips.

"Avery is a good friend to you, but I am surprised Malfoy didn't get in there first," Ophelia let out a little laugh as she looked over to Malfoy.

"Yes a good friend indeed, however, I was thinking of not taking up that offer as well. I was thinking about visiting my mother's brother, Morphin," Tom looked from Avery to her whilst she spoke.

"I've heard that name before..., but I didn't know you had an uncle on your mother's side of the family," Ophelia smiled at him, "it must be ever so exciting meeting a new family member, you can learn a lot about your mother and father from him."

"There is that possibility," Tom gave a small smirk in return and Ophelia sighed and rolled her eyes.

"I hate it when you do that," Ophelia moaned.

"When I do what?"

"Smirk at everything nice I say, it's annoying."

They both stared at each other and erupted into a fit of laughter. Tom's group of followers all groaned in response.

"Why do you two have the most serious conversations and then once you're finished burst out into a fit of giggles?" Malfoy asked, annoyance and confusion clear in his voice.

Tom and Ophelia ignored Malfoy's question and continued to laugh.

"You can try all you like, Malfoy, but you and I both know when they're laughing there is no point in talking to them as they will not answer you," Avery said laughing as he picked at his food.

Malfoy scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"It's an awful shame her brother wasn't still in school, he would have sorted those manors out right away," Lestrange perked up as he took a sip from his drink.

Lestrange's comment brought both Ophelia and Tom's laughing to a halt and instead arose new laughter from Lestrange and the surrounding boys.

"No offence, Ophelia Lockwood, but Arkin here has a point, and you have your mouth agape as wide as you want from the shock of the truth, but the truth hurts, darling," Charity Carrow spoke up from where she was sat next to Arkin. She had her arm resting firmly on his bicep and a smug look on her face as though she had come up with the wittiest comment that the group had ever heard.