Can't run from time

The Great Hall was buzzing with chatter as the students and staff of Hogwarts gathered for dinner. The rumours of Tom and Hermione's engagement had spread quickly, and everyone was eager to see what would happen next.

As Hermione and Tom entered the hall, all eyes turned to them. The room fell silent, the air thick with anticipation. Tom led Hermione to the front of the room, his expression calm and composed as he turned to face the crowd. They stood next to Dumbledore and Dippet. Dumbledores eyes no longer glistened. They were hard, and cold. 

"Thank you all for being here," Tom began, his voice carrying effortlessly through the hall. "I have an important announcement to make. As some of you may have heard, Hermione and I are engaged to be married. We will be holding a ceremony soon to formalize our union."

A murmur of excitement and surprise rippled through the crowd, but Tom paid it no mind. He continued, his gaze sweeping over the assembled students and staff. " Hermione insisstec that she takes the lead on planning this beautiful event and therefore you are all invited to join us next weekened here in the hall!" His act of being "sweet innocent head boy" fooled everyone as cheers errupted from the houses. Jealous girls whispered loudly, spreading lies and theories. 

"She's definitely pregnant, why else would they marry this early? the rest of us have arranged marriages after hogwarts..." 

"NOO toms my hubby"

"My father told me he would let me marry Tommy"

"she's so ugly, why her?"   " tom definitely feels pity on her, he's so sweet.."

As Dippet finished speaking, the hall erupted into applause. Slughorn, who was seated at the head table, beamed with pride, his round face glowing with delight.

"Well, well!" Slughorn exclaimed, his voice carrying over the noise. "I always knew you two would make a great pair! Such a wonderful match—congratulations, my dear boy, and to you, Miss Granger!"

Hermione forced a smile, nodding politely as Slughorn continued to gush over how he "predicted" this would happen. She smiled but couldn't shake the wave of sickness she felt.

Tom turned to look at her but she didn't notice. She was staring down at her hands. He smiled at her and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Her face snapped up. He chuckled to himself, she's always so alert. He put his cold expression back on but his thoughts were going wild like a small hormonal kid

  fucking hell I can't believe she's gonna be my wife