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(A/N Tom's dorm is that ☝)

After the classes I rushed to my dorm and changed my clothes. I wore a simple black shirt with trousers. The outfit was too simple but bold, I think Tom will like it.

His dorm was magnificent. It was of the same size of the other dorms but instead of

four bed there were other furnitures. It had a large single bed, a welcoming couch, a nice wooden desk and chair and a fireplace. 

Tom was sitting on the couch and reading a book. "Wow it's so nice." I said as I entered. "The Moly." He didn't even look up at me while speaking.

"Yeah, yeah I remember." I took out my herbology book and started taking care of it according to the instructions. Tom finally closed his book and looked at me.

I could feel him glaring at me, I turned back but he didn't look away.

"Can you stop staring at me, it's making me feel uncomfortable" I complained.

He exhibits a swift laugh. "Why don't you help me with taking care of the Moly?" I asked.

He then finally stood up and came to inspect the plant. "I think it's doing great. And my cold hands will surely kill it." He said after carefully inspecting the plant.

The next thing I did was a bit odd and I'm not sure if it's right or not but I couldn't handle the urge of touching the heir of Slytherin.

I took one of his hands in mine.

They were really really cold. He flinched at the sudden touch. And quickly freed his hand from my soft grip. I sighed "Looks like you are living Dementor."

He didn't say anything, I'm not sure if he even heard anything. He was probably trying to process the whole thing that happened between us. I think I've done enough for today. I need to take small baby steps to get closer to him, slowly gradually... I gathered my stuff and left the room without waiting for his permission or even saying a goodbye.

*Tom's Pov*

She gathered her stuff and left the room. Did she just leave without my permission ?! How dare she! Why is she not afraid of me ?!

Ugh! Why am I even thinking about her? All what I need is her father's notebook about the Horcruxes and then she'll also become one of my useless toys like the many others. But when she took my hand in hers, it felt as if someone truly cared for me for the first time. Ugh!! Why am I once again thinking about her ?!!