Chapter 1: Dark Green Eyes

This takes place during Tom Riddles seventh year. Celia is also a seventh year. In this chapter it introduces all the main thing to know about Celia about her connection to Tom.

Celia Plantagenet passed Tom Riddle in the crowded corridor making her way to the Potions class she was becoming increasingly late for. There was a smack and she realized that she had hit a door that had been opening as she was walking with her head turned a little behind her. Tom grinned he had loved messing with the minds of the girls at this school very much. He was much aware that he was handsome and had the ability to make girls swoon over him. Celia began picking up her books hurriedly and got up to walk and slipped and fell again. Annoyed she cursed loudly picked up the books again, but this time felt a pair of arms helping her up and walking her over the slippery spot in the floor. She turned around to see Tom Riddle there looking slightly amused. Then he walked away before she even had a chance to open her mouth to say thank you. Realizing how late she was for Potions she ran down the corridor.

She made it to class with a minute to spare. Slughorn gave her a warning glare as she took her seat next to her fellow Gryffindors. She took the best notes she could and began to brew her potion to perfection. Receiving excellent marks for that potion she was pulled to the side by Slughorn.

"You've heard of my club haven't you Celia," Slughorn began saying. "For exceptional students."

"Yeah exceptional at being suck ups," Celia thought. "Yes sir I believe I have," she said curious to see where this was going.

"I'd like it if you joined our next meeting, its tonight," Slughorn said.

"I'll be there," Celia said wondering why those words had come out of her mouth. She really had no interest in a club full of suck ups honestly she wasn't quite sure why she was even invited. She left the classroom and let out a loud sigh. She had promised and she knew Slughorn would be a lot more critical of her potions if she broke that promise.

She made her way up to the seventh floor. She knew about the room up there used to hide things generally by students. She went in there to clear her head usually and she had been hiding things in there since her first year. She had an array of things ranging from a book of songs to the last remaining relic of her home before her parents had passed away that Christmas. The house had caught fire and her father pushed her out of the window just before the house collapsed while she was clutching to the little music box with her life. It held her favorite family pictures, the jewelry that had been passed down in her family, and her charm bracelet. The charm bracelet wasn't anything special but she had been adding charms every Christmas since she had received it 7 years prior. Since that awful Christmas she had been living in an apartment with her crazy aunt Rosalind. She sighed running her finger over the cold metal of the music box. She felt tears coming to her eyes and heard a voice from behind her say; "You'll forget them eventually,"

She turned around her eyes full of anger that someone could say that she would forget her family the people she loved. Her dark green eyes filled with anger met his blue gray eyes full of a lack of concern for her feelings. She intrigued him. She was an orphan like him and she hid her belongings like him, she followed so many of his patterns, but she was significantly different. He knew that just by touching her earlier that day. She was warm and had an uncorrupt heart. They would be so similar if it weren't for that fact. Maybe he would have to change that in her. He had seen her in Defense against the dark arts and she was very talented.

"Your name is Celia right?" Tom said silkily.

"Yeah," Celia said her voice faltering a bit as he began to move closer.

"So why are you in here," Tom said again getting closer yet stepping over a couple boxes.

"I have my reasons," Celia said embarrassed a bit. She wondered how long he had been in here he could have been in here for months listening to her songs.

"I've seen you in here before you play well," Tom said pointing to Celia's violin.

Celia blushed. Tom approached her until the point where he was looking right into her eyes. There was a silent moment of no blinking whatsoever. Then Celia's eyelids closed her eyelashes grazed her cheek and within a few fractions of a second lifted back up so that she was once again looking Tom straight in the eyes. He felt something if just for a moment and it was a feeling he wasn't used to. He turned away. Celia was a strange creature that he was going to figure out. He didn't like not being able to understand things about other people and certainly not about himself. There was no doubt that the feeling qualified as weird, yet slightly enjoyable. He watched Celia begin to place her violin on a self and music box as well. She began to walk out of the room of requirement. He couldn't say anything, but he watched her exit.

Tom began to gather his things as well. He had a few trinkets of his own hidden in there, but he was really interested in looking through hers. Making sure she had really left he picked up the music box. "Wonder why this thing is so special to her and what would she do if it suddenly went missing," he thought maniacally. He opened the music box and heard the song playing inside. It sounded faintly familiar possibly something he had heard in the orphanage. He thought about it longer and realized it was Kinderspeil a famous piano piece. He began to look through the pictures. Nothing was really very special. There was a small charm bracelet, a necklace of inexpensive material with a cross on it, a few trinkets of little value. Sighing he closed the lid to the cold metal box and the music stopped. She picked up the violin. It also didn't' seem very expensive and wasn't appealing to him. This girl didn't have much of anything in here really. These items weren't worth stealing he decided and placed them back. He exited the room of requirement as well to get ready for his meeting with Slughorn. He was sure that he was getting closer to getting on Slughorn's good side. As soon as he crossed that point he would drop the question about Horcruxes. Yes that would be when.