A/N:
Skipping the classes for you. I wanted to make twists in the story. Enjoy reading the chapter. (:

Chapter five
"Casual injuries and Secrets Disclosed"

Abraxas' P.O.V

I was walking in the halls, casually. Some girls even winked at me but I smiled charmingly causing them to smile like pathetic fools. I smirked to myself, what a bunch of idiots. I never really fancied a girl. But I was growing curious about the Evans girl. She was a powerful person, yet she was almost fainting on the table.

And there was this Honey girl who always drooled over me, Evans' wild love struck puppy, I was surprised that Evans wasn't falling for me. Must be the consequences. I came to a stop when I witnessed someone lying on the ground, horror struck my features. This can't be. The confident and pretty slytherin celebrity lay on the floor peacefully.

Rosaline Evans.

Soon there was a crowd behind me, gasping. I quickly dropped to my knees and carried her into my arms. Sure she was a light one. I carried her to the hospital wing, running as fast as i could. I guess she was awake because she held on me tight. I raced again. I was finally there. Madam Emlette carried her to a bed and started to place a wet clothe on her forehead, I sat on the arm chair next to her bed and asked.

"What Happened to her?"

"Nothing too major. Just a minor injury. Poor girl, must be a hard worker. She had this severe headache because of her stress" she muttered and I nodded.

It was true that she had burdened herself with work and She always had her book around. I felt a light tap on my shoulder, I turned back and saw Tom standing at the door with a glare. I stood up immediately and went to him.

"Yes, Tom?" I stuttered, Riddle's eyes snapped to mine and he glared at me.

"I told you not to call me that." He paused for a moment glancing at Rose' unconscious body, then at me "we have to discuss some things. Come with me. "

I bowed and followed him, we both were walking In the direction of the hidden classrooms on the sixth floor. Riddle  led me to an empty classroom. I sat on the stool while Riddle gazed at me curiously then began talking.

"What is with her?" He asked, twirling his wand.

"She fainted due to pressurisation." I answered, automatically.

"Certainly Abraxas. I have a job for you." He said, softly. It wasn't a good sign.

"Yes My Lord." I murmured, looking down.

"Get close to that Evans girl." He said, my eyes widened, he expected me to do that?

"What? Why? She hates me!" I complained, looking uneasy.

"Keep your tone low. Doesn't matter to me. Get close to her." He glared at me.

"Y-Yes M-My Lord." I said, looking at him.

"Good." He said, smiling cruelly, "Make sure to ask her on that ball."

"Y-Yes." I stuttered.

Riddle glanced at me once more and left without another word. I felt like hitting myself. Why the hell! I had to get close to that Evans girl. I'll make my move soon. Smirking, I left the deserted classroom.

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|Rosaline's P.O.V|

The rest of the days passed quickly in a blink of an eye. You simply can't be dumbfounded. But I never failed to ashame Tom Riddle and his little gang by one of my Grades. Tom and I were considered Top Students in each class much to his despair. Everyone knew about our silent rivalry.

True that he had been desperately trying to get to me. That seemed curious. His usual Legillmency Tricks failed each and every time on me. The ball was nearer and I still had no success in finding dates, I wasn't even interested in half of the People who asked me. I was finding an excuse to skip the evening. But I knew that I had no success. The ball, on the other hand was annoying Tom the most.

If you ask me, I was quite amused when Girls, in the Great Hall would walk towards him and flirt with him, trying to gain his attention by battling their eyelashes and swaying their hips, but only a silent glare would take them to their places. I was quite amused if you ask me.

Same was with Avery, Nott and Lestrange. Riddle's little group was popular now days. The girls around them blushed and giggled which annoyed me the most. Hogsmeade was tomorrow and I wasn't in the mood to go and shop for dresses and makeup like the other girls do.

I simply don't understand what is the big deal. People are crazy after Riddle and his gang. And don't even ask me about the teachers. They are under Riddle's charming trance. And Malfoy is getting more annoying day by day. He's trying to get me to talk to him. to my unluckiest fate, I can't even use an unforgivable curse on him. I'd be pleased to use the cruciatus curse. True, he saved me that night but it shan't plant something in that arrogant brain of his'.

Honey was still having that crush on Malfoy which annoyed me off limits. Honey was even avoiding me, I think she's jealous of Malfoy trying to flirt with me. I have explained her multiple times that he's nothing rather than a cocky arrogant fool trailing behind Riddle like a lost puppy.

Honey seemed a bit hurt by those words but she puts the act on well. Hogsmeade was tomorrow, to my uttermost displeasure. I was looking forward to The Christmas break. I really missed my parents.

Today was another boring day. I sat on the Slytherin table and placed my hand under my chin. It was a free period for me though and other students who were studying or playing with their hair. One particular book caught my interest. I had issued it from the library. It was called 'Helpful Potions'.

Slughorn suggested it to me considering me as the crazy potion lover I am. To be honest I was rather flattered by the compliments people passed on me. I read about the same Felix Felicis potion. I had it in my cupboard, it was protected with multiple charms, I had placed myself incase if any theft occurs.

I snap my book shut when a girl; with Damp, dark hair and bottle green eyes approached Tom Riddle with a smug smile, her name was Clara Parkinson, a popular bully. About her appearance, she looks like a pig no offence to those harmless creatures. I watched with a hint of amusement as she battled her eyelashes and twirled her hair. Tom raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Hi Tom, would you like to accompany me to the ball?" Clara said in one breath, flashing a flirtatious smile which bothered Tom. Tom sent her a glare, too venomous for her. She Shivered slightly and flashed another smile. Sometimes I really don't know what's her problem.

"Please?" Clara chimed in, I felt bad for her. I snorted in amusement which captured her attention, she glared at me and continued to be all 'sweet' to Tom.

"I'm afraid not." Tom said in a low and dangerous voice which sent shivers in her skin, I noticed that her skin turned pale and she muttered an 'okay'.

"Please, Tom."

Tom stood up, his eyes were red and he glared daggers at Clara. His jaw and fists were clenched tightly, he took a deep breathe and whispered in a warning tone,

"Parkinson. I need to remind you. Meet me in the Forbidden Forest at midnight. I'll be able to talk to you. Understand." He flashed a dark glare before settling down in his chair. I watched as Clara's face fell, only to be replaced by fear written all over her face. I felt bad for her. Poor girl, having to face her crush in such a bad way. She muttered an okay and went back to her seat. I smirked. It was time she had a taste of her own potion, she always bullied people.

"You've really got people wrapped around your finger, Riddle." I scoffed in annoyance. His head shot upwards and he sent me a venomous glare which sent shivers to me. He leaned towards me, his face was stone.

"Listen here, Evans. Don't flatter yourself. Just because I helped you on the train the other day or I happened to be a bit lenient to you, doesn't mean that you could chatter and joke to me every day. Consider yourself lucky, Evans. I haven't done anything practically." He Muttered darkly , to which I Shivered but spoke anyway.

"I'm not afraid of You Riddle." I said, dryly and rolled my eyes, he scoffed and said, "You'll soon be."

Those words were enough to silence me. I Was Really being idiotic trying to talk to him. I'd just continue being myself. The usual girl who minded her own business. I was slightly taken aback but I gulped anyways. I ran a hand through my chestnut locks and stared at him, his hair were slightly messy and his icy eyes were glaring at me as if I was dirt under his nose. I scoffed and huffed when Malfoy approached me, looking as annoyed as ever. He sat next to me.

"Why aren't you coming to the ball with me!" Malfoy asked, annoyed.

"Because I won't destroy my night with a slick slimy git like you." I smiled sarcastically and slumped my bag over my shoulders leaving an amused looking Tom behind, I marched to my next class. It was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Again with Tom and Malfoy of course.

Just by the time I reached the classroom, I saw Professor Merrythought smiling at me. She entered the room whilst I followed. I clutched my beady bag closer and took the first seat as usual. I accioed my copy of Defense Against the Dark Arts book and rummaged through. Soon students began to fill in the class. To my surprise, Riddle took the seat next to me. Wow. I must've taken Felix Felicis though. Wait, why am I Fangirling on him. Hardly.

"So class we will be learning about....." Professor began blabbering on about duels and all that stuff which I was hardly taking interest in. I mean, how could you learn something in which you are awesome. I can practice anyways. The lesson went on pretty quickly, to my luck. Tom Riddle and I were making notes on famous duels and you could practically see him sneaking glances at me to check how I was working. My hands hurt and I groaned, which made Riddle smirk evilly. Ah. How I wish to wipe that smirk from his face. That sneering face. Riddle has destroyed his charms though, if anyone could see through his perfectly crafted mask, you'd die of shock.

Finally, Professor Merrythought concluded the lesson without assigning homework. I took a deep breath and walked out of class. It was Transfiguration. Greaaaat. I was growing to like Professor Dumbledore, he was very wise and kind, his advices were pretty wise and warning. I'll never be able to repay him for his wise advices though he says that I could work hard in Divination. Divination! One heck of a class. Time wastage. I had to take it because I really don't want to study Muggle studies. Hey don't think I'm prejudiced. Not really.

I entered the classroom and greeted Professor Dumbledore and shifted to my seat. Which was next to Tom riddle thanks to Professor Dumbledore because he wants me to watch over him. I glare at Riddle when he takes the seat next to me and....just what I needed.... Abraxas Malfoy swaggered into the classroom, having a dreamy smirk on his face which made me choke into air, he jumps into the seat opposite me and stares at me with puppy eyes, Tom snorts. I sneer at Malfoy and proceed to attend the listen.

Today we were learning the Epoximise spell; which adheres one object to another, similarly to if they had been glued together. It was quite easy. I managed to do it but some students had problems. Professor Dumbledore didn't speak much during the lesson.

We were given revision rolls of parchments in which we had to question each other. Professor said it was for our N.E.W.Ts which were going to take place in June. I received an Outstanding on my revision sheet which resulted in me, fist pumping in the air. Tom received an Outstanding too. Malfoy was paired up with Honey which annoyed him the most and Honey was drooling over him. Time was over and we handed our sheets to Professor Dumbledore and exited the classroom.

I attended lunch in the Great Hall and walked around the corridors, I was stopped by a pair of arms dragging me to an empty corridor. I was struggling to get free. I closed my eyes and felt myself being released. I opened my eyes and stared in the deep hazel eyes of ....

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

I groaned in frustration and folded my arms across my chest. He copied my gesture and began to speak.

"I need your help."

I laughed and placed my hand on my mouth in surprise. I was barely containing my laughter then Tom silenced me with his wand, he pointed it at me.

"You need help for what, Tom." I added a bit pressure to the name. Tom glared at me, it was too venom-filled which made shivers run down my spine.

"Come with me." He drew his wand back in his hand and held my hand tightly.

I, knowing that he won't budge, followed him. He was going in the direction of the girls bathroom. I quietly followed him and we stopped in front of a basin.

I stared at him questioningly, he pointed his hand at a small badge type thing. I looked closely at it... it was a serpent. I smirked at him..

"You wanted me to see the chamber of secrets?" I asked and he nodded.

"How do you know?" He sneered, his face was jeering which caused me to laugh mockingly.

"Evans. Evans. Evans. I'm a descendant of Salazar himself." I said as a disgusted look formed on my face. I really hated being a descendant but worth it anyways. His face turned into a frown which obviously meant I didn't know. I raised an eyebrow at him and narrowed my eyes.

"You don't mind sharing the glory do you?" I smirked

"You didn't tell me. I didn't know you were a descendant. Prove it." Tom crossed his arms across his chest which made me scowl.

"Watch me."

I started muttering words in Parseltongue which resulted in the basin separating and revealing a path. I Waved My hand across the room muttering some protective enchantments to assure safety and protection. Tom stood there, the smirk had returned.

"Well come on." I grinned, he was twirling his wand around his fingers and clenched his jaw. Suddenly he waved his wand and the protections disappeared along with the path.

"What happened?" I asked my eyes widening at the sight before me. His eyes turning an evil shade of Red and his face was turning ivory white. I screamed and gasped, he only smirked wider, i walked to him and hit him across his chest screaming at him. He held my arm and digged his nails into my arm. Blood dripped out of my arm and I screamed at him. But next to him was my mother who was smirking at me, and my father grinning. They were pointing their wands at me.

The pressure was intense and I fell on the ground. Vibrating and muttering words. My vision blurred and I saw a normal Tom frowning, Professor Dumbledore and Headmaster Dippet in front of me. I blacked out.

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