Tom Riddle is here-Hogwarts Slytherin Side

Next Morning

Tom had to make sure that Draco was ready for breakfast, for as much as he may dislike it they had breakfast, and an entire day full of classes. And Draco was in an incredibly sensitive stage right now. It would not take much for him to relapse, not something that Tom really wanted to happen, so he decided that he was just going to have to ensure that it did not happen.

Tom had pulled out clothes for Draco to wear that morning, and waiting for him to get ready, before pulling him close into a hug.

He did not want a repeat of the day before. The boy had gone into a rather long drop. It was not a good thing, and he hated it when the boy was in such a disasterious state that could happen to him. Tom was at least careful with how he phrased himself.

"Zabini! Parkinson!" Tom barked when they got down the stairwell, he saw a couple of other Slytherins hanging around the common room, probably waiting a bit for friends before heading out. Blaise and Pansy jumped up and rushed to him.

"Is he..." Tom shook his head. Draco, though he would not admit it, was not quite okay yet. He would not be until he stopped being so...clingy. Currently the boy was pressed against his chest, hiding his face in Tom's side. Blaise sighed heavily, and Pansy looked nervous.

"How are we..."

"I shall take care of it. Do not worry yourself with that. Though I could use your help." Tom said calmly.

"Anything." Blaise and Pansy said instantly without hesitation. Tom smiled a bit.

"I need you to confront Potter. The boy has some sort of martyr complex. Make him feel guilty. More than guilty. I want him to be sinking in shame of what he has done." Tom said eyes glinting dangerously.

"How do you want us to do that?" Pansy asked, Blaise looked at her in disbelief. Tom, however, still answered the question.

"You are a slytherin are you not? Use your words, and manipulate him. Get to his core. From what I could gather, the boy is not treated all that well at home, expand on that. Use it to your advantage. I want him feeling terrible by lunch. Get the other Slytherins to join in." Tom said smirking. "He will soon be coming to beg for apologies, and I wish to see how Draco will handle it." Blaise and Pansy nodded their understanding, and they all smiled happily. They loved doing things like this. It fit within their character. Revenge, and protecting their friends.

"Let's get started, then." Tom said smirking.

It took a while, but with Pansy, Blaise, Goyle, and Crabbee, not to mention Tom who was currently holding onto his waist protectively, he stood straight. His anxiety slowly fled, and by the time he was near the Great Hall, he was his normal self once more. Tom smiled at that. He was hoping that would be what would happen.