I could have easily murdered you without hesitation

But those angelic eyes made me all dizzy and weak.

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  Freyja and Tom haven't talked to each other since that night. He is furious. No one could ever do that to him. Everyone was at least a bit afraid of him. But she didn't seemed scared at all. 

   Maybe because she still hasn't seen his other face. The one behind the mask. Not just the Tom his teachers and classmates see. Not the one his followers see.

   Tom's true side is worse. He would crash your neck with his bare hands because you fell on accident on him on your way to class. He would hex you because you looked at his eyes for half a second more than you were excepted. 

   But he missed one thing. He hasn't seen her whole true side, either.

  Their difference is their good side. Her's is caring and loving. His?... Oh, darling. He doesn't have one. He just pretended that he have.

     Freyja believes that feelings such as love, fear, anger, sadness make you vulnerable, so she tried to bury them deep inside of her. She is not wrong. But we need them. For example, we need fear so we can detect danger and stay away from it. 

  But love... love. Not a lot of people can sense that they feel it. It's a complicated emotion. You can't control it. The chemical reaction in your brain. The butterflies in your stomach. the rapid pulse of your heart.  Love is the greatest feeling in the world.

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   It's been two weeks since the duel. Freyja is hanging out with her new friends. They have come really close with Bella and Adryan. They hang out every day. Freyja spends most of her time in the library, studying for her O. W.L s. She arrived mid-March at Hogwarts, so it was kind of hard to keep up. At her previous school, they were not able to do proper preparation due to the war.

 She spends most of her nights,  sitting in the black, leather sofa of the Slytherin common room, reading muggle books. The only one keeping her company was the fire, lightly and warming the place.  The only good thing about muggles was the books. She loves sitting in front of the fire, with a blanket, reading. Getting lost in the beautiful words of her stories.

  Sadly Tom, on the other hand, had a quite hard time these weeks. He didn't find anything about his family. he also started forming his team. It was the only thing that was giving him joy. The boys were already in. Now he needs to make the girls come to his side. 

   He spent his days at the library too, trying to find as much information as he could. About his family, the place he was born, but nothing. He once heard someone saying that you could find about all the magic families if you look hard enough. 

 The nights, he opens his window for a light smoke. It clams him. The smoke filling his lungs and the effect nicotine has on his brain. After ten or fifteen minutes, he goes downstairs for his regular read.

   She sits there. With him. In silence. They don't even glare at each other. Actually, they don't make eye contact. Just small looks for tiny seconds.

   She knew she was wrong. But she was too selfish to apologize.

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   They were in the common room. Their usual routine. It was eleven o'clock and the fire was slowly burning. The turning of the old book's pages was the only thing you could hear.

  The sound of footsteps coming their way didn't make them curious until a voice sound. "I was hoping I could find you here" They both turned their heads, but his icy blue eyes fell on the black one. " Hello Abraxas. "

"May I ask you something? "

" Of course. Take a seat " The boy sat on the sofa next to the girl.

"Care to go to Hogsmade with me tomorrow? "

  She opened her eyes widely, trying to let his sink in her brain. " Me? "

" No, he is asking me out. Yes, of course you" Tom said without moving his eyes from the book. His tone seemed annoyed. It was the first time he talked to her since the incident.

  Abraxas has leaned back on the sofa, smiling. "Yeah, why not" Freyja was hesitant at first but she needed a distraction from the stress the examinations were causing her.

 "Perfect!  Meet me here, tomorrow at six. "
" Alright "

 " Good night Freyja... Tom" Abraxas and got up and left the two alone.

  " You don't want to go out with him. " Tom whispered, not even bothering taking his eyes off the book he was reading with such devotion. 

" What? "

" You don't want to go on a date with Abraxas. "

" How do you know what I want? "

" I saw it in your eyes. You felt guilty telling him no "

"I didn't want to hurt his feelings"

" You can't hurt something that doesn't exist "

Tom was right. She didn't want to go out with Abraxas but she didn't want to be too hard and reject him before even a date. 

" Just tell him that you are not in a mood of a relationship right now or that you don't do second dates. "

" Honeslty, at the time, you are the last person I would ask for advise, but thank you, anyway.  I'm going to sleep. It is late. "

   She picked up her book from the coffee table and got up from the warm and comfortable sofa.

"Night O'Lone"

" Night Riddle "

   Abraxas Malfoy. Going on a date. With Freyja O'Lone. The girl everyone wants. Of course everyone likes her. She is tall, with silky hair, super smart, confident, afraid of nothing. No one really knew her. If they knew that she almost killed him.

   It's not the cruitaseous curse but the fact that he wasn't expecting it. She cut him off guard.

He is pissed off. She will regret it. He is planning his revenge. But those eyes. Those black eyes. You could get lost in them. They are like a labyrinth. So demonic but so angelic...

    Why I am thinking of Freyja's eyes? I need to stop.

He sighed and closed his book. He went to the room he shared with Malfoy and Lestrange. They boys were asleep so it was really quite. Exactly what he needed right now. Tom opened the big window by his bed. It was a cold night. Not strange but it was late May. Hot days and cold nights. He took the pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Second one of the night. He took one, lit it with his finger and placed it between his lips. He took a big breath and let the smoke out from his nose.

   He hated to say it, but he was affected by her. He watch her everyday. When she is writing in class, studying in the library, reading in the common room, talking with Bella and Adryan during lunch and dinner. Sneaking out in the middle of the night to go to the astronomy tower. She goes there every night.

She has something. Something special. Some times, he sees himself in her. That passion for power they both have. The excellent magic skills. The glamour and glory the both share.

Sometimes , he catches himself, moving few inches closer to Freyja ,when they sit together at class, just so he can smell her beautiful scent . Complicated scent. She smelled perfume Chanel No 5 . Her hair smelled rose. Her breath caramel. She always eat caramel flavored sweets.

  He took one last breath from the cigarette and went to sleep.

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Here's a cute Tom gif .