Announcement!!! : I want to start writing a harry styles fan fiction. (I'm not going to stop writing this one.) So, tell me if you would like.

𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼, 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰!

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13 September 1943, Slytherin dorm.

Freyja was in Tom's dorm. He was a prefect and a head boy so he could finally have his own room. The bedroom was simple, like the other Slytherin dorms. The only difference was the double bed. Right now, there was only a dim light illuminating in the room.

The silk was beautifully hugging Freyja's naked body as she was laying in Tom's arms.

The room was quiet. It was very late, around two am, so normally, all the kids were asleep. The night was lovely. The sky was full of stars, making contrary with the dark colour of it.

"Your friend was staring at me today," Tom whispered in Freyja's ear, trying not to ruin the magical atmosphere they created.

Freyja turned and looked at curiously. She furrowed her eyebrows "My what?"

"Apologies. Your ex-best friend, the infuriating Gryffindor girl."

"Brea?"

"Yes, that one."

"Why was Brea staring at you?" Freyja clenched her jaw and furrowed her eyebrows even more.

"How do you want me to know? Maybe she thinks I am hot."

"You are hot, but that is not an excuse!"

"Freyja, darling, do I smell jealousy?"

"Of course you do! I don't want anyone to look at my boyfriend and think 'oh, he is hot'"

"Well, now you can imagine how I fell every day when I see Vance staring at you."

Freyja scoffed "Looks like we both have a secret admirer."

14 September 1943

The friend group was enjoying their free period in the garden, under some trees. Vance was now officially in their team. He took the dark mark a few nights ago.

Vance, Bella and Abraxas were sitting in the grass, while the rest of the kids were standing. Tom had his hand on Freyja's waist. Neither liked the public display of affection, so that was as far they would go.

Freyja's eye caught a silhouette walking towards their way.

"Tom, your admirer is coming."

Tom turned his head and saw the short ginger, only a few meters apart.

"Tom, can I talk to you?"

"No" Freyja answered sternly.

"I didn't ask you!"

"My response is the same as my girlfriend's."

"Please. It is important!"

Tom let out a sigh and walked away from Freyja. She turned around and gave Brea a look, so deadly, it could kill her on the spot. Well, Freyja did think about killing her for a second, but then she wouldn't learn what was so important.

Brea and Tom walked a lot so they can finally be left all alone.

"I still don't understand why you like her. She doesn't have something special. She is not as unique as you think she is. I bet you could find a million others like her."

"If we are here to slander my girlfriend, they leave."

"I am not here to criticize anyone. I am just saying she is not that marvellous. And not who you think she is"

Tom rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Brea, I don't have enough time and patience for this, so, tell me what you want."

"Well, I heard you have something like a secret club."

Tom raised his eyebrow. "And I was wondering if I could get into it"

"I don't want Gryffindors in my team." Tom motioned to walk away but Brea quickly stopped him.

"I can prove that I am worthy of being part of the club."

"No."

"I am begging you, I will do whatever you want."

"For starters, stop talking shit about Freyja."

"I will try..."

"And then, I have a task for you."

"As long as I don't kill anyone. I am not a serial killer."

"Rule number one, miss McQuid. You do everything I say. And quit that attitude. I don't like it."

"Yes, sir!"

"Lord. I want you to make sure Montgomery's mind is not wandering around Freyja."

Brea rolled her eyes. "Miss McQuid. The attitude."

"Why does the whole Hogwarts revolve around her?"

"Because the whole world doesn't know her yet. Do your task without complaining."

"And how am I supposed to do that?"

"I don't care. Kiss him, sleep with him, it is none of my business." Tom walked away from her and left Brea all by herself.

A few hours later...

Brea approached Vance when he was leaving the boy's lavatory.

"Hi."

Vance looked at her from head to toe.

"I'm Brea."

"Vance."

"Nice to meet you. I don't know you and I am not intending to, but I wanted to inform you about something."

"Go on"

"I see you glaring at miss O'Lone, and I can't help but wonder if you fancy her."

"She has a boyfriend."

"That is not what I asked. As a very good friend of hers, well, previous friend, I wanted to inform you about some things."

Vance lifted his left eyebrow and moved closer to the girl. "Go on"

"I don't want to start gossip, but she is not who you think she is. And you don't want to be her boyfriend. I heard that she is not loyal to Riddle. I don't know. We haven't talked at all for the past months. But some rumours are going around that she cheated on Tom multiple times. You don't want a cheater by your side. Some of my resources also say that she has a kid. She gave birth when she was 13. After the birth, her mother killed the father and then locked the child in a crappy, muggle orphanage. I don't know if it is true. They are just rumours."

Vance stayed silent.

"And I heard she has done nasty things. I don't know what. I am not sure it is true. But doesn't she seem a little mysterious to you? Who knows what secrets she is hiding?"

Vance was shocked. He didn't know what to say. His crush on Freyja disappeared when thinking all that he heard Brea say.

"Please, don't spread the rumours. Gossiping is not a good thing, especially for a lady. And if you do, don't say my name. I hate being involved in drama. And it will ruin my reputation."

"Thank you for the eye-opener. I was stunned by her beauty that I could see that she was more than just a pretty face."

"It's alright Vance. I am just doing what I have to do." Brea smiled at him and gave him a pat on the back.

Same time, Tom's room.

"What did Brea told you?" Freyja was combing her hair while Tom was reading his book. Freyja sleeps with him, most of the nights. She has a new roommate now, taking Eva's place. Freyja doesn't even know her name, but she didn't aim to learn it.

They were both wearing their sleepwear, getting ready for bed. Freyja was wearing a white, light nightgown, ending to her knees. Tom was wearing black, silk nightwear, matching the sheets.

"Nothing important. She just wants to become a death eater."

"Does she even know what a death eater is?"

"I doubt, but I don't mind having one more member."

"You know, I was thinking..." Freyja sat next to Tom on the bed. Tom put his book down and looked to his left, where Freyja was laying. "Maybe I should become a death eater. I mean, if we are going to overpower the government, we need to team up completely."

"Agree. I'm happy that I will have you by my side."

"When will I take the dark mark?"

"We don't have to hurry, darling. But if you desperately want to, you can take it tomorrow night."

"Okay."

"But you are not going to take just the dark mark, I am going to give you a special one. One that would be connected with mine. Deal?"

"Deal!"

Freyja fell in Tom's strong arms and he holds her in a close embrace. He was more than happy that Freyja was going to join his team.