Sorry I haven't gotten around to updating in so long hope you like it

Tom's POV
Why aren't I mad he wondered to himself

I should be infuriated he thought, he wasn't some soft hearted fool like Dumbledore who forgave almost anyone as long as they regretted their decision

So what was it about this Hermione girl, why could he never be mad at her?

I'll confront her about it he thought, try to find out why she tried to poison me, of course she had been giving him death glares every day since they'd been at school so it was pretty obvious that she didn't like him.

And this bothers me why? He thought I don't care if she likes me or not, do I?

And with that final thought he ran out of the great hall to find a certain someone.

Hermione's POV
Ugh she thought, sloppy there is no way he's going to fall for that, Draught of Living Death, come on Hermione you can do better.

He was probably looking for her right now and when he found her.... Oh god what would he do, she could only imagine it would be worse than when Bellatrix tortured her that's all she knew for sure.

She started running, no sprinting down the halls towards the girls bathroom, the thought of being tortured again nauseated her.

In her haste she ran into someone, she looked up in fear and then... Oh thank god it was just Ron.

"Hi Hermy." Ron exclaimed "Um," Hermione hastily whispered "I'm kind of in a hurry Ron"

Realization dawned on his face "Oh I see he," He too hastily whispered, "follow me I know a place you can hide"

And he ran off, Hermione followed him thinking that whatever his hiding spot was it was probably better than just running away.