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'I don't want to kill him' it's the only thing I could think of after the kiss.

I help him find the secret compartment and he takes the notebook before I could reach to it. Things are awkward between us since then. The kiss wasn't planned, it was an accident. I wasn't even expecting him to agree.

*The next day*

We were having our lunch in the dining room, we shared no words or glances. He is ignoring me!

"Whatever happened yesterday." He speaks breaking the silence. I look up at him "Sorry ?" I say and he sighs.

"Whatever happened yesterday was just for good luck, nothing else, so don't brag about it to your friends." He says, his voice cold. I can't even believe that he was actually the one I kissed. How can he just deny that he didn't wanted to do it! 

"Why would I brag about it ?" I let out a swift laugh "I'm with Abraxas. That was just for good luck." I force a smirk to hide all my emotions. His fist clenches and jaw tightens but he doesn't say anything. There's only silence in the room but mixed with rage and hell lot of emotions, all of them heartbroken and sad.

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4...4 days pass. Tom spends most of his time with his diary, we talk to each other only when needed except at night when we sleep together, he tells me about his plans which I think would give me nightmares but it doesn't, sometimes he tells me about his orphanage. I tell him about my parents and friends and all the good things, he gets bored by them but still listens.

Today is special, it's 31st December. Tom's Birthday! Tom was in the library. I made a cupcake and lit a little candle on it. I burst in the library and he almost flinches seeing me enter. Quickly he closes his diary getting up from the chair he was sitting on. "Y/n this is a lib-"

"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday, dear Tom, Happy birthday to you" I sing before he could finish his sentence.

"Thank you." He muttered with disgust "But it is a library. So you keep qui-"

I put a finger on his lips making him shut up.

"This is my house and I can do whatever I wish to." I remove my finger from his lips "Now make a wish and blow the candle."

"No thanks." He replies bluntly. "Please..." I make a sad puppy face and he smiles, a half smile.

"I wish you become less annoying." He says and blows the candle.

"Your wish won't come true because you said it out loud!"

"Foolish Muggle traditions." He hissed.

Before he could start writing in his diary I interrupted once again "I have a gift for you." My words sounded like it's dipped in honey, but of course he doesn't cares, he sighs out loud. 

"C'mon! You will like it, it's a book." I shove a book with a dark cover in his hands. He takes it and looks at it for a while.

"The Tragical History of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus." He reads and his lips curl in disgust "A Muggle book!"

"You will like it.Please keep it." I insist. "Fine. It seems interesting."