Three Black Roses

"You-you slimy Slytherin! I hate all of you bloody wankers! I wish that you would just go and off yourself!" I shout at him angrily. "Now, I'm sure that you don't mean that Minerva." An icy cool voice plunges into my pit of despair and self-pity and wrenches my thoughts back to reality. I watch with bated breath as Tom Riddle stalks closer to my bed...