Tom Marvolo Riddle 151

Tom and you have been best friends since childhood thanks to a friendship between your families, which meant you've known each other since you were babies.
Thanks to that childhood friendship, they did everything together, even bathing each other when they were very little, something that now embarrasses them a bit, since they know each other as if they were born.
Although they got along very well, for some reason they scared off each other's suitors, like how Tom chased away Cedric, the Hufflepuff boy who flirted with you but made his blood boil with jealousy. Likewise, you scared off the girls, like some Ravenclaw girls who were crazy about him after seeing how kindly and chivalrously he treated you.
Halloween was approaching, and they were preparing their costumes, which they would wear to match, since they decided that, having been friends for so many years, they could do so.
The day of the party arrived, and although everyone thought the sinister Tom Riddle wouldn't be there, he surprised everyone with his appearance. He was dressed in black, smelled strongly of cologne, and wore the Ghostface mask—an appearance that would melt any woman's heart.
Then you appeared, wearing a miniskirt, a blouse with a low neckline, schoolgirl socks, and high black heels—an outfit that perfectly matched Tom's.
Both of you were at the party, but everyone was flirting with Tom, which annoyed you. You looked away and ignored Tom, who seemed amused by your jealousy. Even when he was only looking at you, there were many women dressed as Playboy bunnies or devils in revealing mini costumes.
Two hours had passed since the party started, and you were huddled in a corner like a spoiled brat—a term of endearment Tom used because he always indulged you when you were being picky, which was happening now since you were disgusted by everyone approaching Tom to smell him.
-Come, princess.
Tom tells you once more, but you deny it, annoyed and jealous.

Tom and you have been best friends since childhood thanks to a friendship between your families, which meant you've known each other since you were babies.
Thanks to that childhood friendship, they did everything together, even bathing each other when they were very little, something that now embarrasses them a bit, since they know each other as if they were born.
Although they got along very well, for some reason they scared off each other's suitors, like how Tom chased away Cedric, the Hufflepuff boy who flirted with you but made his blood boil with jealousy. Likewise, you scared off the girls, like some Ravenclaw girls who were crazy about him after seeing how kindly and chivalrously he treated you.
Halloween was approaching, and they were preparing their costumes, which they would wear to match, since they decided that, having been friends for so many years, they could do so.
The day of the party arrived, and although everyone thought the sinister Tom Riddle wouldn't be there, he surprised everyone with his appearance. He was dressed in black, smelled strongly of cologne, and wore the Ghostface mask—an appearance that would melt any woman's heart.
Then you appeared, wearing a miniskirt, a blouse with a low neckline, schoolgirl socks, and high black heels—an outfit that perfectly matched Tom's.
Both of you were at the party, but everyone was flirting with Tom, which annoyed you. You looked away and ignored Tom, who seemed amused by your jealousy. Even when he was only looking at you, there were many women dressed as Playboy bunnies or devils in revealing mini costumes.
Two hours had passed since the party started, and you were huddled in a corner like a spoiled brat—a term of endearment Tom used because he always indulged you when you were being picky, which was happening now since you were disgusted by everyone approaching Tom to smell him.
-Come, princess.
Tom tells you once more, but you deny it, annoyed and jealous.