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Title: Abandon
Author: [livejournal.com profile] batsutousai/Batsutousai
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] magickmaker17/Magickmaker17
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort)
Warnings: This will have slash(Guys on guys, ppl.). This also has mentions of child abuse. Perhaps a bit mild…
Disclaim Her: Look, okay, I don’t even own the rights to the whole idea for this fic, since my sis helped me set it up. How could I own Harry Potter?

A/N:
Mind-speak
:Parseltongue:

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Chapter 13

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“Tom?”

“Hum?”

“What’s this spell do?”

“Eh? Oh… It makes the person it’s cast on randy for the caster.”

“Wicked.”

“Why are you pointing that wand at me?”

“I want to see if I can do it.”

“Harry.”

“Yeah?”

Expelliarmus.”

“Tom!”

Accio Nigri Magica Ars.”

“That’s my book!”

“Yes, I suppose it is. However, I think you, Mr. Champion of Light, have read about and learned more than enough Dark Arts.”

“Don’t make me attack you…”

Tom cocked an eyebrow at the young wizard before he set the Dark book on the table in front of him with Harry’s wand. “Terrified, Mr. Potter.”

Harry smirked as he slunk closer to the Dark Lord, who had turned his back to him. “You should be.”

“If you’ll recall, I happen to hold both of our wands. I’ve nothing to fear from you,” Tom informed the green-eyed wizard before returning to the book he’d brought with him.

“Nothing?” Harry hissed in Tom’s ear before biting his earlobe.

Tom closed his eyes. “I didn’t hear you.”

“That, dear Tom, was the point.” Harry smirked, leaning over to pick up his wand.

Tom took the opportunity to pull Harry over the back of the couch and into his lap, jarring a shriek from the younger man. “You’re not perfect, but I suppose you’ll do,” he murmured before trapping Harry’s lips with his own.

Harry pulled away after a moment to point his wand at Tom’s nose. “What was that spell again?”

“Who wanted to wait?”

“Shut up.”

“Don’t you pout at me.”

“I’ll pout all I want.”

“And I’ll fix it again–“

A sharp knock on the door made both wizards freeze and trade looks.

“Who is it?” Harry called, getting out of Tom’s lap calmly.

“Gin!”

“And how in Merlin’s name did you find me?”

“Hoot!” Hedwig replied.

Harry groaned.

“Will you let us in?”

“I was busy!”

Tom snorted into a hand as he put Harry’s darker books into a bookshelf that had been spelled for discretion and held quite a few illegal or nearly illegal things that the Golden Boy had collected over the past year and a half – much of which had been a surprise to the Dark Lord.

“Well, unbusy yourself!”

Harry gave Tom a helpless look. The Dark Lord rolled his eyes and opened the door with a flick of his wand.

Hedwig swept in and settled on her perch with a content coo.

Ginny stepped in with a wide smile. “Hey, Harry!” she said brightly, closing the door behind her.

Why are you here?” Harry enquired as he led Ginny to the couch. Tom was, apparently, still unnoticed by the girl.

“Can’t I come see the boy I’ve supposedly got another crush on?” Ginny replied haughtily.

Tom laughed at that and stepped away from the bookcase. Ginny stood and spun around quickly, wand pointed at the man. “Good reflexes, Miss Weasley,” he commented with a smirk.

“Tom.” Ginny nodded, going to put her wand away.

“Are you sure you should trust me?” the Dark Lord warned.

Always be on your guard, even among the best of friends,” Harry murmured, leaning back into the couch. “Tom isn’t your friend, Gin. Keep your wand out.”

“You don’t have your wand out!” Ginny shot back hotly, brown eyes flashing at the young wizard.

“Yes, he does.” Tom stepped forward and settled on the back of the couch. “Well, about as out as it will get. It’s spelled to stay up his sleeve unless he needs it.”

Ginny narrowed her eyes at the Dark Lord. “I can't use magic, anyway.”

“Never tell a potential enemy your weakness; if they don’t already know it, it’s your advantage,” Harry said softly.

“Where do you get this stuff?” Tom enquired, curious.

“What did I just say?”

“Oh, so I’m a potential enemy now?”

Harry smirked up at the man. “And what did I say the time before that?”

“Prat.”

“Git.”

“Moron.”

“Bastard.”

“Four-eyes.”

“Ouch.” Harry winced. “You always use that one, too.”

“What did you just say?”

Harry frowned at the Dark Lord. “Tom, I love you, but that has yet to keep me from hexing you. Please refrain from insulting me on my own turf.” Tom grinned.

“So, you did finally get it worked out!”

“Sort of.” Tom sighed with mock sadness. “Harry has said no sex until he’s out of school.”

“I give it a month before he breaks.”

Tom shook his head. “Ginny, he’s under Dumbledore’s watch…”

“And he can apparate,” Ginny shot back, sitting next to Harry comfortably.

Tom cocked an eyebrow at the girl. “I’m listening, Miss Weasley.”

“Oh, no…” Harry moaned, hiding his face in his hands.

“As far as everyone knows, both Harry and I are single right now,” Ginny explained. “A false relationship would be just the cover to get Harry out of the school and past the anti-apparation wards, through the secret passageways.”

“I like it.” Tom nodded.

“My life just went to hell,” Harry moaned.

“I thought it was already there.”

“Shut up, Tom.”

Tom shrugged and looked back at Ginny, who looked far too comfortable to him. “You have a price, don’t you?” Harry glanced back up in interest.

Ginny nodded. “Two things, actually.”

“Let’s hear them.”

“One, you can’t attack my family.”

“Directly. If they get in the way during a raid or an attack, I cannot guarantee their lives. It’s not possible.”

“I understand that.”

Tom nodded. “The other thing?”

Ginny smirked, looking between both of the dark-haired wizards. “Spells. There are some out there that could be classified as ‘Dark’, but are legal. They don’t teach them in school and no one else will teach me.”

“You want me to teach you legal Dark Arts?” Tom enquired sarcastically.

“Basically.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?!”

“Tom doesn’t like the legal stuff. That’s my department,” Harry cut in in a soothing voice. “And, yes, I suppose I can teach you.”

“How about the illegal stuff?” Ginny enquired smoothly.

“That will take some serious negotiation,” Harry replied firmly. “We can give you the direct protection of your family and the legal Dark Arts, but the illegal stuff is different.”

Ginny sighed. “Potions? Fred and George said you’re good with that stuff.”

“Severus is a bastard,” Tom agreed.

“He’s not a people person. The delivery is messed up by that and the students don’t learn to the best of their abilities. He’s also seriously biased. Trust me, if you ever need help in Potions, let me know. I had to learn it all myself.”

“But, you still get poor grades in Potions!”

“As I said, biased. Even more so against me, since he hates me so much.”

“Yeah, what’s with that? Do you have dirt on him or something?”

“It started out as one thing and has since evolved,” Harry replied slyly.

Ginny turned to Tom, who shook his head. “Don’t look at me. At this rate, you probably know more about Severus Snape than even I do. The man’s like a clam or something. I can’t break him, and Harry always side-steps my questions.” So saying, the Dark Lord turned to glare at the younger wizard.

Harry shrugged. “I don’t like the man, that’s very true. However, his life depends on some of the secrets I know. Other secrets will make his life worse than it already is. As long as my secrets remain with him, his will remain with me.” The young man got up and stretched slightly, seemingly oblivious to the two behind him. “Gin, your first lesson in proper potion-making starts now. Come on.”

Ginny groaned and stood as well. “What are we making, Professor?”

Harry turned an evil smirk on the girl. “Something for your brothers that I need help with.”

“And that is my cue to head back to my ‘job’,” Tom offered, standing himself.

“Don’t leave me alone with him!” Ginny cried.

Tom shrugged. “You have my sympathy. However, he’s been trying to get me to help him with this one for three weeks. I’m leaving while I still have the chance.”

“Cheater,” Ginny grumbled.

Harry shook his head at the girl before poking Tom in the chest roughly. :You’ll be back tomorrow?:

:I’ll be late.:

:Raid?:

:Yeees.:

:And of course you’re going because they only manage to succeed when you’re there.:

:I can’t very well Crucio myself.:

:I’ll do it for you.:


Tom smiled softly and cupped Harry’s face in one hand. :You would, wouldn’t you?:

:Very well. What time shall I expect you?:

:Ah… Four, at the latest, I should think.:

:Perfect.:
Harry leaned up and kissed Tom soundly on the lips. :Be safe.:

:Don’t blow yourself up, handsome,:
Tom replied with a wicked smile. Harry snorted. :I love you, you know,: the Dark Lord added firmly.

:And the feelings are returned,: Harry agreed.

Tom nodded and stepped away from the other wizard. “Very well. Don’t work Miss Weasley too hard. Get her back at a reasonable time. You know the drill,” he warned the young man, who laughed, before turning to Ginny. “I know he’s hot as hell, however, if you make an advances on him that you’re serious about and not just using as cover, I’ll show you some illegal curses in a very illegal way. Other than that, have fun!” the Dark Lord offered before disappearing with a ‘crack’.

“Sorry about him.” Harry sighed, scratching the back of his head.

“I think it’s cute!” Ginny replied, not at all fazed by the threat. “I only wish I had someone who’d do that for me.”

Harry frowned at her. “You’ll find them, Gin. You gotta trust in that.”

“So, have you fallen to him, yet?”

“Eh?”

“Well, you’re the Champion of the Light, right?”

“Yes?”

“And you’re in love with your greatest adversary.”

“True.”

“And you know Dark Arts.”

“Well, yeah.”

“So, are you officially on Tom’s side of this yet?”

“I don’t know.” Harry shrugged. “At this point, I’m more in the grey than either side. I suppose I always have been.”

“Why?” Ginny blinked at the boy. As far as she knew, Harry had always been firmly Light.

“Well, I have in my heart. I understand what Tom’s fighting for. I understand what Dumbledore’s fighting for. I agree with parts of both. However, I was never given the chance to choose. I am the personification of Light to the wizarding world.”

“The ultimate enemy…” Ginny gasped.

Harry nodded. “So, tell me, Gin. Are you in a room with your worst enemy, or your best friend?” the wizard inquired seriously before turning to get the text he’d need from a bookcase.

Ginny couldn’t do anything but stare.

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Abandon & Reclaim Series:
Abandon Chapters:
01 || 02 || 03 || 04 || 05 || 06 || 07 || 08 || 09 || 10
11 || 12 || 13 || 14 || 15 || 16 || 17 || 18 || 19 || 20
21 || 22 || 23 || 24 || 25 || 26 || 27 || 28 || 29 || 30
31 || 32 || 33 || 34 || 35 || 36 || 37 || 38 || 39 || 40
41 || 42 || 43 || 44 || 45 || 46 || 47
Reclaim Chapters:
One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight || Nine || Ten
Eleven || Twelve || Thirteen || Fourteen || Fifteen
Epilogue
Side Stories:
Ginevra Weasley & Theodore Nott
Minerva McGonagall || Minerva McGonagall (again)

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