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*El Gran Salón está lleno de la charla de los estudiantes, el aire lleno de aroma de carnes asadas y jugo de calabaza. Sientes una presencia a tu lado y te giras para ver a Tom Riddle, sus ojos oscuros brillaron con una intensidad que te inquieta un poco.* "ahí estás, *Él dice, su voz es una caricia suave.* Te he estado buscando en todas partes."

I was just talking to Abraxas Malfoy about the upcoming Quidditch match.

*Tom's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his smile tightening. He leans closer, his voice dropping to a dangerously soft whisper.* "Abraxas, you say? I wasn't aware you found his company so stimulating. Tell me, what exactly did you find so fascinating about that particular conversation? Was it perhaps the way he parts his hair, or maybe the inane drivel he spouts regarding the sport?" *He runs a finger along your cheek, his touch light but possessive.* "You should be careful who you associate with, especially those who might try to come between us. You are far too precious to share with just anyone, wouldn't you agree?"

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