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Beta: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: [holds up her sister’s tattered copy of Book 1] Look, I don’t even own a copy of the first book. How could I own the whole damned series?!
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Chapter 4
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Harry settled himself outside the small café with a cup of tea that he’d spent his last pound on. It was nearing two, and he’d run out of things to do. He made a plan to find a way to his vault while he was in Diagon Alley and convert some wizard money into Muggle money, so he could continue to live out here.
“Bored, were you?” Tom’s voice enquired lightly from behind Harry.
Harry turned and glared at the man. “Why, yes. There’s nothing much one can do when one hasn’t even a Potions book to make doodles in, let alone a quill to make such doodles with!”
Tom sighed and sat down across from the Boy-Who-Lived. “You can always go buy some.”
‘You have got to work on your temper, Potter!’ Harry groaned. “After I get a disguise.”
Tom gave the boy a quick look-over. “Harry, your scar is probably the only thing that needs to change.”
“Magic doesn’t hide it, either…”
Tom gave the boy a sharp look. “Tried before, have you?”
“Of course. Last time, I put a hat over it.”
The Dark Lord snorted. “If the shoe fits…”
Harry gaped at the man across from him.
“What?”
“Did you, Tom Marvolo Riddle, just use a Muggle cliché?”
“Shut up, Harry.”
The boy just laughed.
~/*\~
“Get that one.”
“I’m not into Dark Arts, Tom.”
“Part of defeating your enemy is to get to know it.”
“Oh, is that why you’re actually talking to me?”
“Harry, just get the book. It’s just theory, and far from illegal.”
“Wonder why it’s not illegal.” The boy snorted, adding the black-bound book to the small stack in his arms.
“I don’t help the Ministry there.”
“Unless it’s to make something illegal so you can break the law again.”
Tom glared at Harry. “I do not.”
“Fine. Lucius Malfoy does it for you.”
“Lucius does everything he does for his own gain, not mine. Could we please change the subject?”
“Don’t like talking about Lucius?”
Tom groaned. “No. I don’t like arguing with you about the state of my followers in a wizarding bookstore where we can be overheard.”
“Afraid you’ll go to Azkaban?”
“They can’t keep me in Azkaban. You, on the other hand, wouldn’t have a choice. Change the subject.”
Harry pulled down a book on hexes and curses that he’d seen before and considered getting. He added it to his stack. “Name one person you can’t stand.”
Tom blinked. “Albus Dumbledore.”
“Why? I mean, you always say you don’t like him, but why don’t you like him?”
“Well, for one, I’m a Slytherin. He’s biased.”
Harry hummed. “I’ll give you that. But he does try and see the best in people.”
“Perhaps he did, once, with me. He always seemed to suspect things of me.”
“He was right.”
“Oh, not always. The other Slytherins liked causing trouble too, and I often came upon it at the wrong time.”
“Glad I’m a Gryffindor.” Harry sniggered, earning an annoyed look from Slytherin’s Heir. “Anything else?”
“It’s like he can read people’s minds. It drives me nuts.”
“It drives everyone nuts. That doesn’t mean they can’t stand him.”
“Oh, and he keeps trying to kill me.”
“And fails every time. Now that’s my job.”
Tom sighed. “How about you, Harry. Who’s one person you can’t stand?”
“Cornelius Fudge.”
Tom looked shocked. “Why?”
“He’s bad at his job and he never listens. When Dumbledore and I said you’d come back two years ago, he’d decided we were insane.”
“Harry, Dumbledore’s not well known for his sanity, and, from what I’ve heard, Rita Skeeter had been questioning your sanity all year.”
“Oh, yes. You know, that whole scar giving me a connection to you thing,” Harry replied sarcastically.
“Sure. Blame it on me.”
Harry sighed and shook his head. “Tom, how am I supposed to save the world if no one will listen to me?” he enquired softly before wandering up to the counter to pay.
~/*\~
“Okay. Anyone else you can’t stand?” Harry enquired once they were on their way to the Leaky Cauldron for some food.
“Peter.”
“Pettigrew?!” Harry gaped. Tom nodded. “You have problems with Wormtail, yet you still keep him around?”
“He is annoying, but useful.”
“As what? Target practice?”
“That too.”
“Tom…”
“Well, he’s an animagus, Harry. A rat animagus, in fact.”
“An illegal rat animagus.”
“Even better.”
“Why don’t you just turn him in to the Ministry?”
“Why?”
“Because he’s annoying, on the run, messes everything up, and owes me a life debt?”
“He does?”
“Yes.”
“I never knew that…”
“Yes. I saved his life when Sirius and Remus wanted to blast his arse off.”
“Such language.”
“Shut up, Tom.”
Tom chuckled as they took their seats.
~/*\~
“So, who else can you not stand, Harry?”
“Gilderoy Lockhart.”
Tom snorted into his tea. “Lockhart. The fraud who Obliviated himself?”
“Oh, yes. On our way to the Chamber, in fact. He tried to Obliviate Ron and me with Ron’s faulty wand.”
“Oh, dear.”
“Brought the ceiling down on our heads.”
“And Obliviated himself?”
“Yup!”
“Ah. He’d have been stupid enough to look into her eyes, anyway.”
“The basilisk was female?”
“Yeees.”
Harry glared at Tom. “How was I supposed to know?!”
“Did you try and check?”
“She was kind of trying to kill me, actually. I wasn’t quite given the chance.”
“Temper, temper.”
“Shut up, Tom.”
~/*\~
“Are we going to make this an everyday thing?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You’re still managing to be more interesting than Crabbe and Goyle.”
“Binns is more interesting than Crabbe and Goyle.”
“Oh, no. You know their children. The parents are worse. A blade of grass is more interesting than those two.”
“How about a drop of water?”
“That’s not interesting, that’s just annoying.”
“Hey, am I more interesting than Wormtail?”
“Of c-course, M-m-m-ma-master.” Tom mock stuttered.
Harry sniggered. “Now, was that Wormtail, or Quirrell?”
Tom shuddered. “Oh, Merlin. Quirrell. I’d almost forgotten about him, you know.”
“Glad to know I could help with that old memory of yours.”
“Oh, you’re definitely more interesting than any of my Death Eaters, except perhaps Lucius; you aren’t afraid to insult me,” Tom decided.
“Yeah, well, you’ve said you won’t kill me, and you can’t quite Crucio me in public. I figure I’m pretty damn safe right now.”
“How are you so sure I won’t kill you? What makes you think I’ll keep my word?”
“You’re not a Malfoy.”
Tom laughed. “You just got more interesting than Lucius, Harry! He’d never insult himself!”
Harry sat back with a smirk.
~/*\~
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes, yes.”
“At two.”
“Right here.”
“Perfect. See you then, ex-snake-face.” Harry waved as he left.
Tom snorted back a laugh.
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A/N: Uhm, yes… I suppose it’s nicer to write stuff when you don’t already have it written down, you know. It’s nice to be able to do whatever you want with a fic.
However, I could use some help in coming up with what they’re going to talk about next? Perhaps you could suggest some things in a review?
And, yes. I’m going somewhere with this story. I just haven’t figured out where that somewhere is yet. *sighs* Harry/Tom. It’s my mantra!
Batsutousai ^.^x
Abandon & Reclaim Series:
Abandon the Prequel: Sixth Year
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)
Author:
batsutousaiBeta:
magickmaker17Pairings: 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: [holds up her sister’s tattered copy of Book 1] Look, I don’t even own a copy of the first book. How could I own the whole damned series?!
Chapter 4
=========================================
Harry settled himself outside the small café with a cup of tea that he’d spent his last pound on. It was nearing two, and he’d run out of things to do. He made a plan to find a way to his vault while he was in Diagon Alley and convert some wizard money into Muggle money, so he could continue to live out here.
“Bored, were you?” Tom’s voice enquired lightly from behind Harry.
Harry turned and glared at the man. “Why, yes. There’s nothing much one can do when one hasn’t even a Potions book to make doodles in, let alone a quill to make such doodles with!”
Tom sighed and sat down across from the Boy-Who-Lived. “You can always go buy some.”
‘You have got to work on your temper, Potter!’ Harry groaned. “After I get a disguise.”
Tom gave the boy a quick look-over. “Harry, your scar is probably the only thing that needs to change.”
“Magic doesn’t hide it, either…”
Tom gave the boy a sharp look. “Tried before, have you?”
“Of course. Last time, I put a hat over it.”
The Dark Lord snorted. “If the shoe fits…”
Harry gaped at the man across from him.
“What?”
“Did you, Tom Marvolo Riddle, just use a Muggle cliché?”
“Shut up, Harry.”
The boy just laughed.
“Get that one.”
“I’m not into Dark Arts, Tom.”
“Part of defeating your enemy is to get to know it.”
“Oh, is that why you’re actually talking to me?”
“Harry, just get the book. It’s just theory, and far from illegal.”
“Wonder why it’s not illegal.” The boy snorted, adding the black-bound book to the small stack in his arms.
“I don’t help the Ministry there.”
“Unless it’s to make something illegal so you can break the law again.”
Tom glared at Harry. “I do not.”
“Fine. Lucius Malfoy does it for you.”
“Lucius does everything he does for his own gain, not mine. Could we please change the subject?”
“Don’t like talking about Lucius?”
Tom groaned. “No. I don’t like arguing with you about the state of my followers in a wizarding bookstore where we can be overheard.”
“Afraid you’ll go to Azkaban?”
“They can’t keep me in Azkaban. You, on the other hand, wouldn’t have a choice. Change the subject.”
Harry pulled down a book on hexes and curses that he’d seen before and considered getting. He added it to his stack. “Name one person you can’t stand.”
Tom blinked. “Albus Dumbledore.”
“Why? I mean, you always say you don’t like him, but why don’t you like him?”
“Well, for one, I’m a Slytherin. He’s biased.”
Harry hummed. “I’ll give you that. But he does try and see the best in people.”
“Perhaps he did, once, with me. He always seemed to suspect things of me.”
“He was right.”
“Oh, not always. The other Slytherins liked causing trouble too, and I often came upon it at the wrong time.”
“Glad I’m a Gryffindor.” Harry sniggered, earning an annoyed look from Slytherin’s Heir. “Anything else?”
“It’s like he can read people’s minds. It drives me nuts.”
“It drives everyone nuts. That doesn’t mean they can’t stand him.”
“Oh, and he keeps trying to kill me.”
“And fails every time. Now that’s my job.”
Tom sighed. “How about you, Harry. Who’s one person you can’t stand?”
“Cornelius Fudge.”
Tom looked shocked. “Why?”
“He’s bad at his job and he never listens. When Dumbledore and I said you’d come back two years ago, he’d decided we were insane.”
“Harry, Dumbledore’s not well known for his sanity, and, from what I’ve heard, Rita Skeeter had been questioning your sanity all year.”
“Oh, yes. You know, that whole scar giving me a connection to you thing,” Harry replied sarcastically.
“Sure. Blame it on me.”
Harry sighed and shook his head. “Tom, how am I supposed to save the world if no one will listen to me?” he enquired softly before wandering up to the counter to pay.
“Okay. Anyone else you can’t stand?” Harry enquired once they were on their way to the Leaky Cauldron for some food.
“Peter.”
“Pettigrew?!” Harry gaped. Tom nodded. “You have problems with Wormtail, yet you still keep him around?”
“He is annoying, but useful.”
“As what? Target practice?”
“That too.”
“Tom…”
“Well, he’s an animagus, Harry. A rat animagus, in fact.”
“An illegal rat animagus.”
“Even better.”
“Why don’t you just turn him in to the Ministry?”
“Why?”
“Because he’s annoying, on the run, messes everything up, and owes me a life debt?”
“He does?”
“Yes.”
“I never knew that…”
“Yes. I saved his life when Sirius and Remus wanted to blast his arse off.”
“Such language.”
“Shut up, Tom.”
Tom chuckled as they took their seats.
“So, who else can you not stand, Harry?”
“Gilderoy Lockhart.”
Tom snorted into his tea. “Lockhart. The fraud who Obliviated himself?”
“Oh, yes. On our way to the Chamber, in fact. He tried to Obliviate Ron and me with Ron’s faulty wand.”
“Oh, dear.”
“Brought the ceiling down on our heads.”
“And Obliviated himself?”
“Yup!”
“Ah. He’d have been stupid enough to look into her eyes, anyway.”
“The basilisk was female?”
“Yeees.”
Harry glared at Tom. “How was I supposed to know?!”
“Did you try and check?”
“She was kind of trying to kill me, actually. I wasn’t quite given the chance.”
“Temper, temper.”
“Shut up, Tom.”
“Are we going to make this an everyday thing?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You’re still managing to be more interesting than Crabbe and Goyle.”
“Binns is more interesting than Crabbe and Goyle.”
“Oh, no. You know their children. The parents are worse. A blade of grass is more interesting than those two.”
“How about a drop of water?”
“That’s not interesting, that’s just annoying.”
“Hey, am I more interesting than Wormtail?”
“Of c-course, M-m-m-ma-master.” Tom mock stuttered.
Harry sniggered. “Now, was that Wormtail, or Quirrell?”
Tom shuddered. “Oh, Merlin. Quirrell. I’d almost forgotten about him, you know.”
“Glad to know I could help with that old memory of yours.”
“Oh, you’re definitely more interesting than any of my Death Eaters, except perhaps Lucius; you aren’t afraid to insult me,” Tom decided.
“Yeah, well, you’ve said you won’t kill me, and you can’t quite Crucio me in public. I figure I’m pretty damn safe right now.”
“How are you so sure I won’t kill you? What makes you think I’ll keep my word?”
“You’re not a Malfoy.”
Tom laughed. “You just got more interesting than Lucius, Harry! He’d never insult himself!”
Harry sat back with a smirk.
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes, yes.”
“At two.”
“Right here.”
“Perfect. See you then, ex-snake-face.” Harry waved as he left.
Tom snorted back a laugh.
A/N: Uhm, yes… I suppose it’s nicer to write stuff when you don’t already have it written down, you know. It’s nice to be able to do whatever you want with a fic.
However, I could use some help in coming up with what they’re going to talk about next? Perhaps you could suggest some things in a review?
And, yes. I’m going somewhere with this story. I just haven’t figured out where that somewhere is yet. *sighs* Harry/Tom. It’s my mantra!
Batsutousai ^.^x
Abandon the Prequel: Sixth Year
Abandon Chapters:
01 || 02 || 03 ||
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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