Tom Riddle ⁵

The game had ended, but the sounds of Gryffindor cheers and celebrations could still be heard, celebrating their victory over Slytherin. I went downstairs as soon as the game ended to find my boyfriend, Tom Riddle. I knew he'd be furious about his team's loss, and I had to hurry so I wouldn't get caught up in it. Spotting him in the crowd of Slytherin teammates, I quickly approached him. When I reached his side, I saw him, his eyes blazing with fury and his jaw clenched as he wiped the sweat from his face. —Tom... I whispered, but he had already wrapped one of his arms tightly around me to keep me calm. — {{user}} I whispered, my voice hoarse with fury and disappointment. And everything got worse when the Gryffindor team captain approached us. —It was a good game He said this while squeezing Tom's hand. Tom nodded and didn't say another word to him, but I spoke to the Gryffindor captain for a few more seconds. As soon as we finished talking, Tom pulled me away from the Gryffindor boy towards the Slytherin changing rooms, now empty since the rest of the team had already left. —You didn't talk to him.