Tom Riddle is Here-Plan in Action

Speaking with Severus

Draco and Tom were well aware of the eyes which followed them after class. They, specifically of the Gryffindors. The Gryffindors had been eyeing the two all day. Something that did not particularly bother either boy, but it was annoying. More than just annoying, it pissed Tom off, and Draco was getting more angry than just annoyed. 

"It would seem like they think they know something." Tom said softly. Draco sighed. 

"It is not uncommon for them to wrongly believe that they understand the complexity of Slytherins." Draco hummed, with a shrug of his shoulder. "They get it wrong more times than not, however, and it would be best if they simply stopped trying to pry." 

"We need to talk to one of them." Draco clucked his tongue, not exactly happy at that idea. 

"Do we really? It would be best to just deal with it." 

"Draco! Tom!" Both of them turned, watching with impassive eyes as Blaise and Pansy rushed up to them, no worse for wear. It was a good thing they showed up so soon, their Herbology class started soon, and while neither Tom nor Draco had a love for the class they were more than aware of how useful such a class is, which meant that they were willing to endure the class. Learning about various plants would help with potions and poisons. 

"Class is about to start," Draco scolded, with wide eyes. "You were almost late." Pansy gave a disarming smile, trying to avert the topic but Blaise rolled his eyes and elbowed her lightly with a shake of his head. That would not work with Draco, and even less with Tom, which did not stop her from trying to do so anyways. 

"Where were you?" Tom asked, dark eyes trailing them carefully. 

"We were...taking care of important things." Blaise said simply. Draco and Tom's eyes gleamed happily. 

"What did he say?"

"He said he would be more than willing to catch up!" Pansy said in squeals. "I know you haven't seen your cousin in a long while, Draco. He recently decided to reach out. Given what happened with your father I have a feeling it is more than just spending time with you. Someone is going to get a strict talking to." Blaise smirked. Take it up to Pansy to use code. Draco and Tom had instantly caught on. There were, after all, only Ravens in this class, but one never really knew which Ravens would degrade themselves to become carrier pigeons for the Gryffindors. 

"It is about time," Draco growled. "Cousin should have done so earlier..." Tom put a hand on his arm, slowly turning him.

"Now, now, Draco," Tom said softly, "You know your family is busy, all sections. It is useless to get annoyed. After all, you get to see and speak with them now right? No need to be angry over such simple things." 

It was all an act, of course. The cousins were the Weasley Twins. Given the fact that the Malfoys and the Weasleys were something close to like 7th cousins 3 times removed or something like that, it was a code for the Weasleys. The last time Draco had actively spoken to the Weasley Twins had been at the Black manor, and it was the Weasleys who had reached out to Tom and Draco, not the other way around. The strict talking to would be the conversation that they would undoubtedly have. What Draco and Tom had said afterwards was to sell the show. 

It was smooth and flawless. Something that Tom had done in his own time more than once when they had company that could not be fully trusted. Draco and Pansy and Blaise seemed to have done something similar more than once considering how flawless that they managed to pull it off. 

Draco nodded, continuing his act.

"You are right, of course, thank you, Pansy and Blaise." Draco said, standing up once more, regal, anger washed from his eyes as though it had never been there. "When will he come?"

"You should expect some correspondence tonight after dinner. You know," Blaise said, eyes widened as though in happiness and thoughtfulness. "Given how good you have become at Charms, I am sure that you will have a lot more to talk about. You know how much he hated potions." 

And there it was. They would meet in the Charms corridor, room 13. Their potions class was dungeon 13, and Charms was where they would speak, charms corridor then. Tom had to give it to Blaise and Pansy, as well as his Draco, they were all rather good at this. Though he could expect nothing less from these three, all three were extremely powerful wizarding families. 

"Not my fault," Draco pouted. "Potions is my favorite subject." 

That was true. Draco absolutely loved potions. He did his best in that class, and passed with flying colours with practically no effort. That was something that, even though Hermione may be above him only a half a point in marks, was the major difference between the two. Hermione got by as well as she did with a wealth of knowledge of books, and academia. Draco could care less, barely studied, hardly did anything other than the homework which was assigned, waited until the last minute to do most of it, and yet still managed to get high scores. Tom knew that Draco did not particularly like the Muggleborn girl, and he could not really despite that. It was something that annoyed him as much as Draco. If the school wasn't primarily academic based, that Granger girl would have no chance of beating Draco.

Which caused Tom to think of something. Tom had a wonderful idea suddenly. He knew exactly how to get Draco to defeat that muggleborn, he just needed to figure out how to do it. he would speak with the other Slytherin's about it later. After all, though they had many things going on all at once, Tom was sure they could do this one thing. It would be a huge blow to the girl's pride, and after  all, they were trying to slowly demolish their following and the trio themselves to get them to get off their high horse. This would be perfect.