Tom beamed happily and grabbed his wrist and dragged Alex out of the room, Draco laughing as he wrapped his arms around Brax, kissing her forehead. "haven't you ever followed Tom?" even if Brax had, Tom was one slippery son of a bitch.
Tom giggled as he led the way down the forest path where Lucien often jogged when he felt the need to exercise, leading the way, about a half a mile down, to a stump where a tree had fallen, the jagged spikes blending in almost perfectly with everywhere else in the woods. but on th other side, there was a small hole, which Alex could see thanks to a muttered 'password' from Tom, spoken in Parseltongue no less as he slid down into the hole. it was like a long slide, made of smooth rock that led into an enormous cavern, covered in green moss and scented pleasantly with flowers of various kinds. a small trickle of water leaked from the ceiling into a pure, clear pond that had nothing but sand on the bottom and lots of brightly colored pebbles. it was dim, lighted only by naturally phosphorescent...something on the walls, it was like a den, or a dungeon, and it was just Toms style, dark, but beautifully so. "on full nights, all the rocks in the pond glow!" Tom admitted beaming at the other.
