Stuck In A Book |Harry Potter| Oc |

Your so annoying!

I snuck around the hallways of Hogwarts. Unable to think of a way out of this I was a both annoyed and curious. I tried throwing the book into the fire but it didn't burn. Instead it made Tom angry and caused a huge increase in his body temperature.

"Where are we going?" He asked holding onto a bit of the back of my robe. He was like a kid at the moment which concered me. This was the Dark Lord for crying out loud.

"The Ravenclaw commons." I whispered. Luckily everyone was headed to the dining hall for dinner so they were easy to avoid.

"So your a Ravenclaw." He said.

"Yes now shut up." I whispered as we bolted past Snape's Classroom.

"Why are you whispering?" He asked. I pointed to Snape's Door. "The teachers?" He asked arching a eyebrow.

"Yes now come on." I said grabbing his arm dragging him to the Ravenclaw commons. We snuck up to my room. I closed the door quietly so no one would hear. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"So this is your room?" He asked. I nodded turning to face him. He was sitting in the chair by the window. I stood there staring at him. How could 16 year old Tom Riddle not burn? Why was he able to be revived? And the big question did Lucius know? "Staring is also rude." Tom said interrupting my thoughts.

"Right." I said continuing to stare.

"Are you even paying attention?" He asked. In truth no I wasn't.

"And if I'm not?" I asked my arms crossed.

"Then someone needs to teach you some manners." He said angrily. I sat down at my desk still staring I mean it was kind of hard not to. Tom Riddle young Volodomort was sitting in my room. "Quit it." He hissed. It was almost snake like. I felt my eyes widen. I quickly grabbed a empty notebook and pen from a top my desk and began writing down all I had learn.

"What are you doing?" He asked walking over to me. I didn't answer. "Are those notes on me!?!" He shouted looking over my shoulder.

"Yeah." I said plainly.

"Why?!" He asked.

"So I don't forget anything." I explained.

"Uh huh well let's see." He said grabbing the book holding it above my head as he read it.

"Hey give it back!" I said trying to grab a hold of the book. He kept it high above his head so I couldn't reach it.

"Oh are you too short to reach it so sorry."  He teased still keeping it of my reach.

"Riddle knock it off!" I said raising my voice at him. He looked down at me.

"Make me mud blood." He said. I kicked him in the shin making him drop to the floor. I grabbed the book looking down at him.

"Ow that's smarts." He said standing again. "That really hurt ow." He sat down on my bed looking at me rather annoyingly. "I must of really hit a nerve." He said. I stood there glaring at him.

"Never call me a mud blood." I said angrily. He laughed laying down on my bed. I growled at him. Not that I'm surprised.

"I did hit a nerve ha." He said laughing. I hit him hard upside the head. He kept laughing. I sat back down and finished jotting down some notes. When he finally stopped laughing he checked my notes again.

"I noticed that you don't go very in depth with describing my body at all." He said.

"Yeah what about it?" I asked. He sighed.

"Nevermind." He said handing me back my notes.