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Yn Lestrange POV

I woke up the next morning and I was feeling awful. Like I died and came back to life again. I go to the bathroom and change into my Slytherin robe. As I get out I see Tom waiting for me.

"Ready?" I simply nod.

I take my books and follow him outside. We walk in the classroom together and sit together or else Snape would put us together anyway. We were the first students to come inside.

"Why are you mad at me?" Tom says out of nowhere.

"I think I have my reasons, Riddle".

"Which are?".

"What's wrong with you today?".

"Absolutely nothing".

"Did you start worrying about me or something?".

"I would never" I just stared at him. "No. I ... I mean that ... "

"Forget it" I try to stand up and leave but he grabs my arm and pulls me back down.

"You're staying here".

"Reason number 1".

"What?".

"Controlling".

"I'm not controlling. I never was and never will".

"Reason number 2. Shellfish".

"I'm not".

"Oh yeah?".

"Yes".

"Mhm".

"What's that supposed to mean?".

"I don't know. Take it however you want".

"What the hell is wrong with you today?" he seems angry.

"Reason number 3. Anger issues".

"I do not have anger issues".

"Reason number 4. Never listen to me".

"Hey. That's not true".

"When have you listened to me?".

"Umm ... "

"Never. That's another reason".

"What reason?".

"Reason number 5. Lies".

"I'm not a liar".

"Yeah. I can see that".

"Shut up".

"Reason number 6. You use words that I don't like to be called".

"You call me these all the time".

"It's different".

"No it's not".

"Yes. It definitely is different, Riddle".

"Yn".

"Reason number 7. I respect you and you don't. An example. I call you by your last name and you don't. That shows me disrespect over me".

"I respect you. Also according to my father we are married".

"Always according to your damn father".

"Yn. I mean Alarie. I mean Lestrange. Ugh".

"Reason number 8. You don't remember anything about me".

"That's not true".

"Tell me something that I like?" he stares at me for a while. "Let me help you. What's my favorite class?".

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