On Wednesday afternoon, Tom was on his way to the Potion classroom for their study group. He was dreading the moment. He was almost searching an excuse to not come but, well, he had tell Lucius he would be here already and he wasn’t one to break his parol. So here he was, almost dragging his feet. He didn’t want to see Harry. He hadn’t spoken to him for a whole three days and he didn’t want to have to speak to him. But well, his – former? - lover was the responsible one for this stupid group study.