Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter XXXIX

Hogwarts, Unplottable Location, Scotland, Great Britain

Friday the 25th of December 1994

10:00 PM

"Fuck you, sky."

Tom stood in the shadows as he looked at Bella. Her green eyes were fixated on the stars above her and she looked so tired suddenly.

She looked much to old and wise for her age and Tom truly wondered what she had found out that could make her look like that.

"What did the sky do to you, Ana?" he asked, quietly.

Tom watched as Bella spun to stare at him. Tom observed her carefully and looked her up and down. She was truly beautiful that night. The crimson dress fit her curves and her dark hair brushed against the pale skin of her back. Her lips were painted red and Tom had to quickly look away from there.

"Er, nothing. I'm just rather upset" she murmured. Tom slipped over to the seat next to her and sat down. Bella looked down at her lap and Tom saw her long sheet of hair fall in front of her face.

For some strange reason, he wanted to see her face. He brushed back her hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. She froze in shock before glancing up at him, shyly. He kept his face expression controlled.

He didn't even know what it would be. He was just as confused as her.

"I heard. Most everyone heard but precious few know what you are speaking on. Viktor Krum knows that you are those who we do not speak about and so he decided to take advantage of that" Tom explained. Bella nodded, slowly.

"Yes. And I'm stressed. Very stressed. I think I've been doing too much in addition to this stupid tournament. Can you do me a favor?" Bella asked. Tom raised an eyebrow, questioningly.

"It depends on the favor."

Typically, he didn't do anything for anyone if it didn't benefit him and most likely this favor would only benefit Bella.

"Distract me. Please" she whispered. Tom nodded, slowly.

This could be used to his benefit.

"So. You dressed up as someone. As have I, I suppose you could say. I believe I know who you are."

"Who?"

"Persephone."

Bella's lips curled into a smile. A slight smirk spread across his face in triumph and he ran a hand through his loose black hair. He was surprised that Bella seemed so intent on staring at the hand that had gone through his hair.

"You're the only one who has figured it out. How so?"

Tom almost snorted. How could he not know?

"Only you would twist Persephone's position like that. She was the Queen of Underworld, even if unwillingly. The crown of human bones shows that you are the ruler of death. It's quite simple for someone who is well-versed in the Greek myths" Tom said, matter-of-factly. Bella gave him a cheeky grin. He resisted the urge to groan.