It was my best friend's deepest secret and it would be a hard one to keep. When he told me, I was shocked, although I didn't show it. We were best friends for a reason, although I didn't think either of us ever called it that. I secretly wanted it to be more, much more than just friends, but we had agreed already to take things VERY slow. We were more alike then I was to my sister. I would find out that I was adopted much later.

He had told me something that I had long suspected, but to hear him say it out loud made it all the more shocking for me. "I am the heir of Slytherin." He had said. I wanted to smile and run to hug him. But I wasn't that kind of a person, and Tom knew it. So instead I simply smirked and said, "Is that so?"

He laughed a little, "You knew."

"There was never a question in my mind."

He smiled at me. Not one of his falsely charming smiles that all of the teachers and other girls lapped up. A smile that was one part happiness, and two parts cunning. It was a smile that said, "I know all of your tricks, and I'm not afraid to wipe out any obstacle that gets in my way, whether it's you, or anyone else." It made me shudder with anticipation.

"Then I suppose the only question now is whether you'll tell anyone," he said raising an eyebrow. I couldn't help but snort at that.

"After all of the things that we've gotten up to over the years? I'd be surprised if we didn't end up with a life's sentence in Azkaban. Or at least, several years of detention."

"So you won't tell then?" He laughed. "I really expected you to be much more excited about this."

"Oh you have no idea how excited I am…"

"Will you help me then?"

I smirked. "Of course."