Bad Romance

Meeting Christopher

-From Tom's POV-

I went and sat down in the Great Hall at the table with my friends. I was livid. Y/n REALLY broke up with me. I thought she was having one of her short-tempered tantrums, but no; she was being serious. And that pissed me off for a few different reasons. First of all, she was far too close to Draco and is acting like she won't start dating him next. I don't understand how someone so smart is so oblivious to the way that Draco has always had feelings for her and they have yet to go away; even when she manipulated him, that poor sucker didn't get it. He backed off, but the feelings never went away and I knew that very well and it made me loathe him because no matter how undesirable he seemed to be to her, he was still in her good graces all the time. Second of all,out of everything we have been through, her slaying her own best friends, framing one of my best friends for murder, and the slaying of our own parents, this was the final straw for her? This was what she decided she couldn't handle? It just didn't make sense to me at first; she was fine with ALL the crazy horcrux stuff going on but where she drew the line in the sand was when I was about to upstage her with a grand master scheme. How selfish is that? Moving on from that, third of all, she was mine. My muse. My girl. The object of my affection, something I never gave out. She was specifically the only person that seems to be an anomaly about products of love potions not being able to genuinely love, because I really do love her.

Which is why I can't kill her.

In a way, we have now become each other's worst enemies because not only do we have a LOT of dirt on each other, but we both know what each other's horcruxes are. And if you know what horcruxes a wizard has, you know how to kill them. From what I remember, we were tied. She had three from her mom, a man, and Aria, and I had three from my father, the random girl killed by the Basilisk, and Victoria. I hadn't told Y/n this, but when I was in the muggle world to off my father, I had went through his belongings and found something he stole from my mother. It was the Slytherin Locket and it enraged me that he had it. He left her to die and stuck me in an orphanage and he had the audacity to take it. And he wasn't even a wizard. So I snatched it right up before I killed him and then left his house and had held onto it ever since.

The time where she was busy fighting Alex, I had made Victoria's soul and the locket into my third horcrux. So in a way, I did have the upper hand here because that was just one horcrux that Y/n didn't know about, though it would not surprise me if she figured it out, so I began thinking of how to get ten steps ahead of her and then win her back. Blech. I hate those movie cliches where they say 'win her back', but it was true in this case; she was going to dance right into the Malfoy's arms and I simply could not bare to sit back and watch it happen, so I would focus on my black magic first, and then on her.

"What's got you bent?" one of my sixth year friends, Christopher Jenkins, asks me. I let out a slight sigh of irritation and glance at him.

"Nothing that can be spoken of in public." I say firmly. I know that Y/n was too busy and too oblivious to even notice it, but in the recent weeks, Christopher and I had actually become quite good friends; he understood how annoying everyone else was and often agreed to get into trouble with me and scheme. He came from a wealthy pure-blood family who were foe of the Malfoys. Ironic, isn't it? He had a younger sister who was a third year, named Jacqueline, and a younger brother who was a first year, named Henry. His parents were both Gryffindors as well as his younger siblings, so he was the Black Sheep of the family since he ended up in Slytherin. He was rather smart as well but I could tell most of is want to scheme and do 'bad' things was rooted in teenage defiance of his parents for liking his younger siblings more.

"I've got some good news for us to discuss later." he says back.

"Do you want to go elsewhere so we can discuss right now?" I ask him. he shrugs and nods.