Summary: When it comes to things not straight out told, Harry can be quite blind. (Example when he asks Ron what Seamus doing when the boy's actually saying the incantation out-loud). This is about taking his blind-ness and innocence to the extreme... this is how Tom Riddle works his ass off trying to hint on Harry and how Harry just doesn't get it.

Beta: none

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters from the books or movies, they belong to J. K. Rowling. I also do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Pairings in this story: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Warnings in this story: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Bad Pick-Up Lines, Pick-Up Lines, Yeah-I'm-in-Labirinth-mood

"Talking"

"Talking in another language than English"

'Thinking'

–Parseltongue–

Dream/Memory/Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

The Seven Reasons Why Harry Isn't in Ravenclaw!

Prologue

Tom looks at the new boy. It was driving him insane. He wasn't anything special! He was just an average student like any other. He was black haired, that looked like he didn't even pass a comb over it – did he actually thought that the just got shagged look seemed hot? –, had strong green eyes, that were hidden by this horrid round glasses, had muggles clothes under his robes one, and clothes at least 4 sizes too big – what? he didn't had enough money to buy at least clothes in second-hand closer to his size?

Really there was no reason for Tom to notice this freshman that had just appeared one day and entered directly into fifth year, really there wasn't… that was until he would enter into DADA class one day; the new professor – last one had ran away crying – had DARED to pair Tom with such an average student. This wouldn't have been more than a not to happen ever again occurrence if not for the fact that this freshman had actually managed to give Tom a ball!

Tom glared at the other male teenager that was sitting in Ravenclaw table laughing with a group of Gryffindors, Huflepuffs and Ravenclaws. As long as he could the teen would avoid any and every Slytherin.

"You know, Riddle, if you keep glaring at him, people will start to wonder if you have a thing for Sarah."

Tom turned at Lestrange at once glaring him down. No, he didn't have a thing for Jareth Cake Sarah – honestly what kind of muggle had the audacity to call Cake to a child? – he just couldn't take him off his mind…

"I do not have things for people, even less for someone so ordinary as him."

Lestrange smirked into his drink.

"If you say so… although I would advise to ask pick up lines from the girls if you actually want to get into the mudblood's pants."

Before Tom could even finish the curse at the colleague at his side a picture of Sarah – and wasn't that surname just ridiculous? – squirming underneath him appeared on his mind.

"So… pick up lines, you say?"

(TBC)

A/N: dedicated to DaughterofHV as she is just as innocent as Harry
and to Riddle-Snape who wouldn't shut up until i named Harry cake