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Imagine going to the Yule Ball with someone else and Tom gets jealous:
Today was the day of the ball. I had decided to ask Abraxas because he was a good friend of mine. I did want Tom Riddle to ask me but that dream was crushed.
My dress was long and f/c. My hair was done to perfection. Same goes with my make-up. I made my way to the great hall and outside stood a boy with platinum hair. I go to hug him from behind. Abraxas turns around and sees me.
He admires me, looking me up and down. I blush a little. He hold out his hand and I gladly take it with joy. We walk into the great hall.
Music starts playing so I take Abraxas' hand and guided him to the dance floor. We were dancing and I was having the time of my life in his arms.
Little did I know, that a fellow Slytherin with brown hair named Tom Riddle was watching us two, clenching his jaw. He was jealous.
