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The First Horcrux	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 27237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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It was beautiful to watch the boy�s face crumple as despair
compounded the agony he was already in. �He opened his gorgeous green eyes and glared
up at Tom

::I killed you when I was eleven.. I killed your
basilisk.. killed a diary
horcrux that was even older than you.. I�ll kill you too.::
he hissed daringly.
�I wonder.. will
you be able to do so if your brain and internal organs are removed and placed
in small clay pots beside your corpse� Tom responded, smiling and raised Hermione�s
wand, preparing the Egyptian burial spell.�
It was generally cast upon a subject that was already dead, however its
parameters were quite suited to bringing about that state too, he had always
thought.� He�d never had the chance to
see its effect on a living body and was quite interested in the result.
Harry seemed to realise suddenly that this was serious and
that help was apparently not coming.� He
struggled.� Tom could see him fighting
against the curse and trying to command his body to obey. �

::NO!:: he hissed vehemently. And then, with only a
slight hesitation he spat, obviously very much against his preferences � ::Please..::
�What was that?� Tom pressed nastily, leaning down over him
and cocking an ear.� �I didn�t quite
catch it..�
Logic suggests to me that you must have been trying to beg for your sorry life.�
You weren�t doing a very good job.�

He pressed the tip of Hermione�s wand to Harry�s cheek.�

A strange quiver streaked up his spine.�
He blinked in shock.�
::Please...Tom..:: Harry hissed
grudgingly. ::Let me live::
He would have laughed at the piss-poor effort if he weren�t so
perturbed by the strange feeling that he was suddenly sharply aware of again
now that he was connected to the boy through the wand they were both
touching.� It was nothing like the feeling he got when Draco or Snape were in the
room.�

He frowned slightly and reached for Harry with his other hand, laying it upon
the boy�s arm below the teeshirt he was wearing.� The moment their skin touched he was seized by
a sensation like electricity, racing up and down his nerves pleasantly.� Harry�s back arched and he emitted a high
pitched whine.��

Tom removed his hand again, confused by what had just happened and by the
observation that he hadn�t wanted to
remove his hand.� Rather he�d wanted
to increase the sensation.. touch
more of Harry�s skin.� It went beyond a
simple attraction.. it was like
a magnetic pull.� Touching the boy felt.. peculiar.� It felt.. familiar and odd at the same time.
Curious, he used Hermione�s wand to summon Harry�s one from
the stupefied girl�s hand.� The moment it
landed in his palm he felt a strong surge.�
It was like holding his own wand.� It felt almost perfect.� He sighed and
twisted it this way and that, enjoying the slight hum in his veins.� His own wand was more visually appealing, he
thought.� It was pale yew and not
entirely straight � it had several mild twists in it and it was sharper at the
point.. this wand was dark..straight..rounded at the tip.� Acorn he thought or perhaps oak.� The striations were all wrong for birch.�

Harry�s wand felt so right that it was disturbing.��

The boy in question interrupted his thoughts with a soft pained sound as the
muscles of his thighs cramped.� This
curse was rather unpleasant, Tom knew � it was why he had chosen it.� It had been likened to the sensations
associated with recovering from prolonged cruciatus exposure.� At his whimpers, Tom turned back to Harry
with interest.� His teeshirt had ridden
up slightly, exposing a pale sliver of abdomen above the dark blue jeans.� He used Harry�s wand to nudge the teeshirt
higher still, revealing the tight cramped muscles of the other boy�s abdomen.
Harry wisely did not say anything, although he looked at him
with something akin to horror.
�What is it about you?!� he wondered aloud to him. �What
does this feeling mean?..� He punctuated his question
by trailing a fingertip down the centre of the lean abdominal muscles.� It felt like his nerves were purring in
pleasure even as the boy on the ground twisted and whimpered, trying to get
away.� He pressed his entire palm to the
hot smooth skin and the sensation increased tenfold, leaving him gasping and
wide eyed.�
Harry yowled and struggled.

::Stop it.. let go!� It hurts:: he hissed
urgently.
�It doesn�t hurt me�
he answered, sliding his palm higher beneath the teeshirt, toward Harry�s
chest.� His body felt somewhat similar to
Draco�s although perhaps Harry was slightly less broad shouldered.. his chest less muscled.� He realised suddenly that, irrespective how
perfect the opportunity at present, he could not kill Harry
until he understood the reason for this bizarre connection.

So reconciled he reached behind himself and slid Harry�s wand into the back of
his trousers out of the way and used both hands to tug the weakened boy�s
teeshirt all the way up.
::What are you doing?!:: Harry hissed in fright. ::Stop..
please stop.. I don�t want...::� he sputtered, the hisses difficult to
understand as he fought against the pain and tried to crawl away.� His elbows and his feet lacked the strength
to pull him away however.� Tom smirked at
his pathetic state.� Trapped
and defenceless. The idiot had yet to realise the extent of his
predicament.

Harry�s bright Avada eyes blinked rapidly, wide and pleading,
like the last puppy dog in the pound.

::please..:: he managed � as if this magic word could
release him from the pain.. as if Tom would suddenly
say � �oh please, you say?! I must have misheard you before.. I�ll take off the curse and let you be on your way at
once.�
Tom tilted his head and smiled down at the other boy.� �Perhaps I won�t kill you..� I�ll decide afterward.� He tapped Harry�s
wand once casting the divesto upon him. �His shoes and socks flew off. �The dark blue jeans unbuttoned themselves and
squirmed together with Harry�s white Y fronts down tense cramping legs even as Harry�s
arms were flung up when his teeshirt made a break for freedom.� �He was
left naked on the cold stone floor wracked by a wave of cramps and shakes from
the exertions of his limbs.� He gasped
and bit his lip in pain, eyes clenched shut.
Tom looked over the body spread before him.� Like Draco, Harry was much bigger than him
physically.. caught in that
halfway state between boy and man.�� A
few small curled hairs grew on his pale chest. �His neck was long, the sinews standing out
with exertion.�� He trailed his gaze
further down and found himself torn between various points of fascination.� The first was the heavy limp cock lying
flaccid against the other boy�s thigh.� Harry
was circumsized. �His meaty length was
impressive even in a limp state. Secondly - he had no pubic hair.� Or rather � he probably shaved his pubic hair, for whatever reason. �It was most curious, Tom thought.� Lastly there was the small tattoo that
nestled in the left hand hollow of Harry�s pelvic bone.� It was a flower..a lilium
candidum if he wasn�t mistaken � a Madonna lily.� A strange thing for a boy
to choose to have tattooed upon himself.
::seen enough?!::� the hiss sounded pained, embarrassed and
nervous at once.� He blinked and looked
up at the narrowed green eyes, noting the furious blush on the boy�s face.
�No.� he answered honestly.�
�You are very easy on the eyes.� Why
do you have a Lily on your hip?�
Harry blanched at the compliment, apparently mortified that
Tom found him attractive, and turned his face away with effort. ::you don�t need to know that::
Tom frowned mildly. �It was idle curiosity.� You�re right � I don�t care enough to force
you to tell me�

He cast the divesto upon himself, raising his arms for the sweater vest and his
shirt to free themselves and shuffling to allow his
trousers to escape.� The stone floor was
cold and hard on his knees and he cast a cushioning charm on it, extending the
effect to Harry as an afterthought.�
::What are you going to do?:: Harry
asked with deep suspicion.� Tom wasn�t
sure himself.� He only knew that he
wanted more skin contact with Harry.� To
this end he ignored the question and moved forward, climbing carefully until he
could kneel astride the other boy�s hips.�
Harry was so warm and the tingling electricity when applied groin to
groin was an entirely different sensation!�
He hissed in exultation, throwing his head back and knowing that he was
hardening rapidly.� The feeling was
apparently very different for Harry who yowled like a skinned cat and struggled
violently, hissing pleas and finally discovering how to truly beg.�

Tom squirmed and then bent down quickly, laying his entire body over Harry�s.� The exponential increase in the feeling strumming
all of his nerves nearly made him come.� His
entire body was humming and prickling deliciously.�

::Feelss good..:: he hissed close to the other boy�s
neck, his own eyes closed in rapture.
Harry�s hiss sounded somehow whiny� ::Take the hex off.. it hurts..::
Tom actually considered it in his extremes of pleasure.� But if he took it off then Harry would be
resistant.� He would be violent again.. �So
much easier to enjoy him like this.
He pressed his face against Harry�s neck, stretching his
arms out along those of the other boy.�
It seemed it felt better and better the more skin contact he could
get.� ��He
thought suddenly of how it had felt to be sucked by Draco.� How much better might that feel if Harry�s
mouth were doing it?!

Of course, no power on earth could persuade him to put his cock anywhere near Harry�s
teeth right now... but there was another option,
of course.� He had intended to do it with Draco last night before he�d gotten carried
away and allowed the boy to dominate him.�
Harry would be much easier to handle..
::I think i�m going to fuck you::
he murmured close to Harry�s ear in what would have been a conversational tone
if it had not been husky with his own pleasure.�� Harry started to struggle again immediately,
roaring inarticulately through his dulled vocal chords, while Tom held on to
his bucking body, waiting for him to tire himself out.

Eventually he did.� Tom rubbed his hard
cock against the other boy�s groin.� Harry
was not hard.� He wondered whether it was
the pain or whether Harry just really wasn�t at all attracted to males.. or to him..

Probably a mix of all three, he decided.�
It didn�t matter really.� He didn�t
require active participation.�

With the utmost reluctance he drew away from Harry�s body and got to his
feet.�

The green eyes staring up at him looked relieved.
�Oh I haven�t changed my mind� he told him with a cold
smile.� �I just need your wand in order
to turn you over and lubricate you.�
Perhaps if you ask nicely, I�ll prepare you a little before I start.�
::you�re not really going to.. are you?:: Harry hissed
sounding very frightened.� ::You wouldn�t.. I mean.. Voldemort�s not gay! �How can you be?!�
Don�t do this!� Please don�t.� I don�t want to.. I
don�t even like guys that way..�
Tom shook his head incredulously.� �I�m not gay,
Harry � weren�t you worried about what I might do with the little mudblood over
there?� I am bisexual.� As is, no doubt, my other self.� Assuming he isn�t sexless in that body.�� And although it might make things more
convenient, in the end � I really could not care in the least whether you are attracted to males or
females.� You will not be called upon to fuck,
therefore it is irrelevant what arouses you.�
You are the receptive party in
this interlude.� Your role is to lie in
the manner in which I position you and be as little trouble as possible while I
sate myself upon you.�

This explanation sufficient he flicked the wand, levitating and flipping the
boy, who immediately began struggling again.

�Remain still, Harry � you are only hurting yourself with your wriggling.� You can not escape..
even if I were to stand back and watch you would be
unable to crawl to the door and let yourself out.� Stop being a child about this and accept what
is going to happen.�
::NO!� I will not just lie back and let you fucking rape me!!� Harry struggled and managed
to curl his body up on his side.� He
tried again and again but couldn�t move himself any further.� Tom watched the tears slide down his red
cheeks.� He couldn�t be sure whether they
were from pain, despair, shame or frustration.
Slowly Tom approached, narrowing his eyes critically. �If
you stop resisting.. I may be willing to replace your
hex with one that does not hurt.� he offered
Harry seemed to weigh this up.� Tom could almost see the thought plastered across the Boy�s face � he was obviously
a Gryffindor.� He was thinking that if it
did not hurt so much, he might be able to fight back.

::Yes:: he said finally.� ::please::
Tom moved a little closer until the tops of his kneeling
thighs were pressed against the underside of Harry�s.� He could see the other boy forcing himself
not to jerk away and set of another chain reaction of spasms and cramps.

Flicking the wand, Tom cast a new hex.�
It was a strong weakening hex.�
The boy would not be able to move his limbs at all independently, but
there would be no pain at least.� When it
had settled he cast the countercharm for the pain curse.� Harry�s face relaxed visibly.� It seemed that his entire body lost the tight
twanging tension that had been galvanising it.�
He looked suddenly soft and languid.

�Th..� Harry coughed slightly and then muttered a
passably coherent �thanks.�
�What does it feel like for you when I touch you?� Tom asked
with great curiosity.�� Harry�s eyebrows
bunched momentarily and he swallowed.� It
seemed he didn�t want to answer.� Tom
leaned over him, parting his own thighs slightly and pressing his groin against
the underside of Harry�s arse before leaning down and curling his body around
the other boy�s.�

Harry took a deep quavering breath and his eyes slipped closed.

�It..feels like..electricity..
inside..�� he whispered unhappily, as if admitting a shameful
secret.�
�A very..muggle.. description� Tom criticised, brushing his fingertips up Harry�s
chest and back in parallel.� It elicited
a low groan from the incapacitated boy beneath him.�

This was much better than Draco, he decided.�

That thought made him wonder suddenly whether what Draco had done to him might
have a similarly persuasive effect upon Harry.�
He moved back slightly, smiling at the soft disappointed sounding breath
from Harry when their skin parted completely.�
He used the wand to reposition him on his back with his legs parted.�

The fearful expression was back on the other boy�s face and he closed his eyes,
grimacing unhappily.�
�Don�t make that face.. You�ll like this - trust me..�
Harry snorted harshly.�
�Trust you?!� I wouldn�t even
trust you as far as I could throw you.��
Hurry up and get whatever sick little fancy has gotten into your head
now over with.�
Tom felt his upper lip curl slightly and had the temptation
to put the pain curse back on the wretched creature.

As if Harry sensed the direction of
his thoughts he swallowed and added �please.��
Please just... do whatever you�re going to do.� You know I don�t want this.� The sooner it�s over the better�
Methinks the lady doth protest too much, Tom observed to
himself as he crawled forward slightly until he knelt in the apex of Harry�s
thighs.� When his knees touched the
sensitive skin of the other boy�s inner thighs Harry gasped and bit his bottom
lip, although his body remained entirely quiescent.� Tom noted that his cock was not entirely limp anymore..
although it was by no means hard.� He reached out to either side and laid his hands
lightly on the smooth calves of the other boy, feeling a slight prickle
there.� Did Harry shave his legs too?!� That was downright bizarre.� He wondered what reason the boy might have
for it.�

As if he were reading his mind, a slight blush high on his cheeks, Harry stated
softly �I�m not a cross dresser or anything.�
It�s just for quidditch.� I�m a
seeker.. sometimes I have had
to tape my shins.. it hurts like hell to take the tape
off when it�s stuck to your hair � even with magic.�� He swallowed and added self consciously �just.. in case you were wondering.�
Tom filed this information away.

�and your pubic hair?�
Do you have to tape that too?!� he asked with a smirk.�� Harry�s blush deepened.
�n-no.� I just..prefer it
like that..� he said with embarrassment, keeping his eyes closed.
Tom�s hands grazed over Harry�s knees and reached his thighs
where there were a few short black
hairs.� He circled his thumbs on the
inside of the boy�s thighs slowing the progression of his hands ponderously,
the closer he came to Harry�s groin.� He
could see that the boy�s breathing had sped up.�
His cock had perked slightly too.��

Fascinated, he leaned down and huffed a hot breath
over the head.� Harry gasped and his cock
hardened further.�
�you�re.. you�re
going to-...� he asked obliquely, sounding shocked.�
�mm� Tom answered softly and
flicked his tongue out, licking a trail up the side of the thick cock
experimentally.� Harry groaned and then
his eyebrows drew inward in confusion.�
�I.. haven�t ever.. I mean.. I..�
i was..waiting..
I�ve never done this before�
Tom felt a warmth at that
information.� He would be the first to
ever touch Harry.. it was
followed by a sharp stab of disappointment over giving his own first
experiences to Draco.� How much better it
would have been if he and Harry had discovered this together.

On the other hand, he suspposed � if he hadn�t been upset over Draco, he
probably wouldn�t have slept in Hermione�s bed and Harry wouldn�t be here
now.�

And at least now he had some idea of how this was done.
�I�ve never done this either� he found himself confessing,
unsure why.�
He watched as a pearly bead of precum formed on the tip of Harry�s
cock.� Curious, he slipped the entire
head of Harry�s cock into his mouth and sucked, surprised at the salty taste.�� Harry seemed to like that a lot.� He was gasping and mumbling something.� Tom glanced up before releasing the head from
his lips.� It had tingled on his tongue,
like licking a weak repelling ward, except that it had felt attractive.� Harry groaned in disappointment at the loss
of sensation.�
�Does it feel better than when I touch you with my hands?�
he asked although he could already guess the answer.
�yes..� the other boy
breathed.� �could
you.. my balls..�
Tom smirked.� Requests already.� So much for �i don�t like guys.�� He decided to appease him and lowered his
face, pressing his lips gently against the silky skin of Harry�s left
ball.� He heard him moan and wished for a
moment that he could trust the other boy enough to drop the hex he held him
under.� It would be better if he could feel Harry rocking his hips and urging
him into the places he wanted.� He set to
bathing each ball in turn with his tongue, enjoying the increasingly animal
groans that the other boy was making.�
When he had sucked them gently he pulled back and returned to the large
cock that was now standing proudly at attention, bobbing several inches off Harry�s
abdomen.� He licked his hand and cupped Harry�s
balls even as he traced his tongue up the thick vein running up the underside
of his cock.� Harry swore under his
breath, his eyes clenched.�
It was a good time to start preparing him, like Draco had
last night, he thought.� He reached for
the wand with his other hand even as he began to methodically lick up the sides
and front of Harry�s cock.� He knew the
spells he wanted to use.� He�d had
decades to think about this and Slytherin�s library held some rather explicit
and intriguing texts on the subject of sex magic.� He cast the colonic spell first.� Harry reacted immediately, spilling forth
protests and demands which Tom ignored.�
These all died away the moment he slipped the head of his cock back into
his mouth.� Harry made a high pitched
kind of whine.

�deeper.. please.. go deeper� he pleaded.�
Tom took the opportunity to press the tip of Harry�s wand to the boy�s
arse and cast a lubricating spell. �It
was a spell particularly created for anal sex due to the way that it inhibited
only pain sensations, allowing the free transmission of pleasure.� �

He precluded Harry�s likely protests by forcing himself to take more of the
thick cock into his throat. It wasn�t easy.�
Harry was too big to fit much and he�d never done this before.� He tried to help with his hand and this
seemed to be well received.� Harry
groaned once Tom had fallen into a rhythm with his fisted hand pressed to his
lips, taking in most of the large organ that way.

�Yeah.. like that.. just.. keep..keep..
doing that.. Fuck..�
It required a great divide of concentration to lay the wand
to the side and use that hand to probe down below Harry�s balls till he found
the slicked tight ring of his anus.

Harry gave a slight yelp at the prod.� He
stopped what he was doing and used the pad of his thumb instead to rub circles
around the wrinkled little hole.� This seemed to feel good for Harry to
judge by the deepening of his growls and groans.� Cautiously he slowed the pace of his sucking.
�No.. Don�t bloody stop!� Harry
complained.� �So close..�
Tom remembered exactly how horrible it felt when Draco was
teasing him and holding him on the edge as he kept messing about with his
bum.� He could imagine that Harry wanted
to strangle him about now.

He felt like the little ring of muscle was somewhat looser now and probed with
his thumb, pressing harder at the centre.�
Suddenly it seemed like the ring gave way and his entire thumb slipped
inside.�

He gasped around the cock in his mouth.�
It was burning hot and slick in there.. it felt like there was wet velvet pressed tightly all around
his thumb.� How much better would that
feel on his cock.�

Harry had gasped too when his thumb penetrated him.� Now he was softly begging again for Tom not
to do that. Not to rape him.�

�Please.. just.. suck me.. I don�t want you to do that..�
Harry whispered hoarsely.
Ignoring him he moved his thumb around in circles feeling
all around and then he slid it in and out slightly, fucking the little hole
with it.� Harry gave a low moan.�

Tom smiled around the shaft his head was bobbing slowly on.� He remembered that it hadn�t felt bad at all
when it had just been a finger Draco was pushing in and out of him.� Carefully he removed his thumb and pressed
two fingers to Harry�s rosette.� It took
more effort to work them in there, although Harry didn�t hiss or whimper so he
assumed the lubricant spell was working as it was supposed to.� When he started to fuck Harry with them to
the same rhythm as his sucking, The boy started to
groan more loudly and mumble incoherent little pleas and cursewords.�

He scissored his fingers, trying to stretch the tight ring as much as he
could.�� Harry only reacted with
enthusiasm.� Deciding that he probably
didn�t need to bother with another finger in light of the lube, he withdrew Harry�s
cock from his mouth, sucking it hard till it popped free.� Harry�s eyes flew open in sudden panic.
�No!� Don�t!� Please don�t!�
I don�t want that.. Tom..�
Tom swallowed, remembering how he had said the very same
things to Draco and how the other boy had ignored his wishes completely.
�You liked everything so far, didn�t you Harry?�� He asked softly.�
Harry grimaced and looked at him pleadingly.�

�i dont want to do that.� He repeated.
Various responses warred within Tom.� Just do it.�
He was his enemy.� He had to die anyway.. What did it matter.� But... Harry was
somehow different to everyone else.. this strange sensation when they touched meant something.� He didn�t want to do what Draco had done to
him.� He wanted Harry to want it.� It would be better if he wanted it.
Cautiously he crawled up Harry�s body, dropping himself down
to lie against him, chest to chest, groin to groin.� They both hissed and gasped for a minute at
the sudden enormous rush of so much skin contact.� When his mind was sufficiently clear again he
leaned down and tentatively kissed the corner of Harry�s mouth gently.�� He pulled back and looked into the wary
green eyes.�

�I want you..� he whispered and brushed his lips
against Harry�s jaw, mouthing it lightly.�
He could almost feel how
dilated his own pupils were.� He was
desperate to relieve the ache in his balls that had been building for the last
twenty minutes.�

�I�ve..never done this before.. I want to do it with
you. �I..think I
did from the first moment I saw you.. So.. beautiful.. your eyes.. �your face.. body.. everything..

No one will ever know!!.. not
even her... I promise it will feel
good, Harry. �I�ll make you scream in pleasure..
�

But...but.. I won�t
unless you let me.�� So..
say yes.. please.. Say yes or..or I think i�ll go mad.�
He held his breath, his entire body tingling and humming,
staring down at the shocked expression on his so-called-enemy�s face.
�I�m not..gay though� Harry protested softly.� �I don�t want that..
someone up my bum.. its..just perverse!� It
doesn�t matter if no one knows.. I�ll know.. I�ll never be able to look Ron
in the face again.. Can�t you just..
just..� he swallowed. �Just..
finish sucking me..� he whispered guiltily.
Tom felt his insides clench.�
He had thought sure that Harry would relent now.�
�Its not perverse� he said
softly.� �It feels good..
I�m attracted to you.. and..you�ve liked what I did so far.. this
isn�t any different.�� He grasped at
straws.

�I�ll.. I�ll obliviate
you afterward if you want� he offered desperately.
Harry looked like he was actually considering it.�� Tom used the moment to grind his cock
against Harry�s slowly.� The green eyes
slipped half closed in lust.

�Fuck.. its wrong that that
feels so bloody good..� he muttered.
�Say yes Harry� Tom pressed, grinding more enthusiastically.� �Let me make you come, screaming�
Harry, who had been starting to pant again, his eyes closed,
wrenched them open again at the words.� �No!� No � I don�t want to.� Just..just this..
Keep doing that...ok?��

Tom looked down at him sorrowfully.�

He had the choice between forcing him or giving up it seemed.� Harry was not going to give in.�

If he forced him... he�d probably have
to either obliviate him or kill him.�

He found he was disinclined to kill him just now.� And if he obliviated him then he�d find
himself back at square one.

Or he could..give him what he wanted.� At least there was a small chance that he
might...come back.. might
want to do it again...
It grated against him to consider putting aside his own immediately
attainable desires in favour of an uncertain longer term gain.�
He sighed softly.�

unhappily, he wandlessly dispelled the weakening hex
on the other boy and ground into him gently.

�ok.� if that�s what you want� he said quietly.�

Harry suddenly realising that he could move again, seemed to waver
indecisively.� Tom saw his eye flick
rapidly to his wand that was lying at the side untouched.� It was within grasp.� He would only have to reach out and take
it.�

Tentatively he leaned down and grazed his lips over those of the boy who he
knew he was foolishly giving the chance to hex him badly, possibly even kill
him.�

�Take it, if you want� he said, suddenly uncaring of what Harry might do to
him.� It all seemed so futile.

Harry reached out immediately and grabbed his wand hurriedly, as if it might
only be a trick.. as if Tom
might take it off him at any second.�

The change in the other boy�s body was tangible.� The very atmosphere had changed, Tom
realised.� Harry was considering
attacking him right now.� Despite his
unsatisfied lust � or perhaps because..
Dropping his head to Harry�s neck, Tom kissed and nibbled
lightly,� Harry
didn�t relax but he did tilt his head slightly, baring more of his throat for
Tom to suck.� Carefully, he brought one
hand very, very slowly down Harry�s
side, aware of the sudden tension in the other boy�s frame at this move.� He whispered against his ear.. �Calm down.. You are armed and I
am not..� and then licked and nibbled at Harry�s
earlobe.� This elicited a low groan.� He focused on Harry�s ear some more, trailing
his tongue up the outer shell and then breathing a hot breath across it.� He felt the boy beneath him shiver at that.�

�God... that feels..so..�
At that point his hand reached its destination.� He wandlessly cast a simple lubrication spell
on it and caught up Harry�s cock, stroking it and greasing it up to the tune of
Harry�s mumbled swearing and tossing his head.�
He gave himself the same treatment and then, with difficulty, pressed
both their shafts together and tried to stroke them both at once while he
ground up and down against Harry�s cock.

Harry gave a soft cry and turned his head, mouthing at the side of Tom�s
face.�

Eagerly Tom turned to meet him and captured his lips, kissing him deeply before
he even had the chance to realise what was going on.� Harry�s gasp stole his breath and he sucked,
stealing it back.� He abandoned his grip
on their two cocks, it was too wide to hold
comfortably.� Instead he rubbed his slicked
hand over Harry�s shaved pubis and abdomen and then over his own and went back
to grinding and slipping against him.� Harry
had broken away from the kiss and was panting and blinking in shock even as he
rocked and bucked beneath him

�You.. you kissed me� he panted.
Tom smirked and turned his face back with the hand that wasn�t
covered in Lube.�

�Yes..�

He tried to kiss him again and Harry ducked away in horror..

Tom tried to suppress the disappointment and satisfied himself with kissing and
nipping at Harry�s neck again. �While
this drew appreciative moans, when he returned to his ear, the other boy was
mewling and huffing in no time, clinging to him with both arms.� He could feel Harrys wand clenched in his
fist, which was pressed against the small of his back, guiding him in their
mutual rutting.
Harry was close.. the sounds he was making were doing something wicked to Tom�s
stomach.. it was flipping about as if butterflies were
swarming.� �He felt the sudden searing hot rush of slick
liquid between them as Harry came apart, arching his spine and tossing his
head, mouth wide and panting as he almost sounded like he was sobbing.� Seizing the chance, he stole Harry�s lips
once again, plunging his tongue into the other boys mouth
and tangling it with his.� Astoundingly, this time the other boy returned his
kiss, sucking and mouthing at him and breathing through his nose like a bellows.
He groaned deeply and Tom swallowed the sound, losing control, his eyes clenching
as his arms burrowed under Harry�s neck, embracing him tightly.� He felt his hot seed added to Harry�s between
them and revelled in it, sucking the
other boy�s tongue into his mouth and swirling his own around it suggestively.� Harry didn�t break the kiss this time.. he did.. pulling
away and letting his head drop down , resting his forehead against Harry�s
shoulder.� He felt hot.� And Harry felt hot beneath him.� It was all suddenly irritatingly warm and
sticky.� He wanted to wandlessly
scourgify the mess away but it was already gone.� Harry had done it.� Relieved, he tossed himself down onto his
back on the stone floor beside Harry.
He had the feeling that the euphoria would fade all too soon
and that he would be dodging hexes from the other boy again.
�well.� Harry said slowly, after a
minute.

�that was fucking weird.�
Tom rolled his eyes.�
The inhibited little wretch was probably going to pretend he hadn�t just
got off now.
However Harry didn�t say anything further for a minute or
two.� Tom glanced over.� The green eyed boy seemed to be contemplating
something troubling on the ceiling.
�Don�t think too hard�� Tom advised him, scowling.� �You�ll hurt yourself.��

He sat up and reached for his clothes.�

The hand that fisted itself in his hair was entirely unexpected and the breath
was knocked out of him when he was pulled harshly back down to the floor,
hitting his head on the flagstones.� Then
Harry was on top of him, all narrowed eyes and glaring as he pressed his wand
under Tom�s jaw.
�You were going to fucking rape me.. you
little psycho� he snarled.

Tom sighed and flicked his eyes to the side, away from him.� The hum of their physical contact was
distracting,�
tantalising.� He tried to
ignore it.
�Don�t ever do that again� Harry demanded suddenly.

He flicked his eyes to him in confusion, looking up and trying to work out
which part was meant.� The
trying to rape him?� Touching him
in the first place?� Cursing him?�

Harry didn�t seem to be particularly gingerly about touching him right
now.� He had almost his entire body
pressed against him.

Then the raven haired boy � his enemy.. almost his rape victim, stunned
him completely by swooping down, still glaring, and kissing him hard.� His mouth was demanding.� Tom, blindsided, struggled to matching his hungry dominating movements.�

When Harry released him just as abruptly he could only lie there wide eyed,
looking up at him, entirely wrong footed and unsure what to expect.
�I�m still not sure what I should do with you now� Harry
growled down at him. �Whether I should hex your balls off..
go to Dumbledore.. obliviate
you and pretend it never happened..�

Tom swallowed.� All of those options were
extremely undesirable.
�Maybe... you could hold off on the decision..� he tried.. �Maybe..� he licked
his lips nervously.� �Maybe you
might...come back..sometime.. when
you know Hermione is somewhere else.. and let me try
to convince you some more.�

Harry�s brows pulled together pensively and he grimaced

Tom waited, holding his breath, for the answer.�
He didn�t hold much hope right now.�
He was readying himself to defend against the obliviate.
�I don�t want to
like this� Harry growled.� �There are a
dozen bloody reasons why this is just so wrong!�
Tom felt a faint flutter of hope.� He leaned up and pressed a tentative kiss to
the other boy�s jaw.� �Don�t take the
memory� he said softly.� �I don�t want to
forget this.� I�ll never tell..�
Harry�s eyes widened and he looked suddenly vulnerable.. like a lost child.. It was
obvious that fundamental paradigms were being challenged in his mind.� He gulped and then ran a hand over his face,� When he took it
away he looked more decisive.

�I�ll..I�ll let you keep it for now!� he said with an expression that screamed �don�t betray my
trust!��

�Maybe..I might..come back
sometime.. and we can..talk...or
something..� he managed.
Tom smirked inwardly, cheering at his triumph.� Outwardly he nodded seriously with wide eyes.
�But.. you
have to leave Mione alone.� I don�t want
you messing with her anymore�
This was an unacceptable agreement.� Tom turned away, looking toward the stupefied
girl on the ground, his expression darkening.

�No.�
Harry�s wand pressed harder into his flesh again. �NO?!!� he
growled incensed.
�I need her� Tom offered, knowing it was a lie.�

�I..can�t sleep..since he
brought me back.� I haven�t slept in..decades.. I forgot how..

Last night I slept when I was beside her in bed. �Something about her is very calming. �I..need her..� You know,
sleep deprivation ends in madness.�
Astoundingly, Harry seemed to be considering this seriously.
�Try to sleep without her� he insisted.
�I would have done that anyway� Tom said blandly. �She
forbade me to enter her room or her bed again.�
I have no other choice.�
�You can sleep without her just fine� Harry proclaimed,
although, to Tom�s delight, he didn�t look entirely certain.� �Try.�
I�m sure you�ll manage.�
�If I can�t.. will
you..� Tom queried..
leaving the end of the sentence entirely open.�
�Sleep with you?� Here?� Not a chance!� he laughed.

�Not only would Dumbledore never allow it.. everyone would wonder where I was if I wasn�t in the dorm
room anymore and after Ron..� he broke off looking guilty �Anyway..everyone would question where I was and it wouldn�t be a
good idea to let anyone know you�re here.�
Tom bristled at the way he�d laughed when he�d refused.�

�What exactly did Ron do?� he asked, although he already knew from Draco last
night.
�Nothing.. � Harry said
uncomfortably.
Tom frowned and told himself that it was ridiculous to
resent his enemy for not telling him
sensitive information � namely that Ronald Weasley had opened his big mouth and
now most likely half the school (and his other self) knew that he was here.
�Will you let me up now?�
Its..rather cold..� he said frostily.
Harry looked momentarily regretful but the expression
vanished to a tight distant one as the boy got up off him quickly.�

He climbed to his feet gracefully and moved to collect his clothes however Harry
anticipated his wishes once again and his clothing sailed up to meet him,
wrapping itself around him and fastening itself in the blink of an eye.�� He turned in time to see the other boy
slipping on his teeshirt manually.� The
lovely taut abdomen vanished beneath the soft worn grey cotton of the
teeshirt.� Tom looked at it with mild
longing.� He�d just come but he wanted
more.�

He could see, however, from Harry�s closed expression, that it would be
pointless to even try to drag him upstairs with him.�
�Are you going to obliviate her?� Tom asked curiously.�

Harry looked deeply uncomfortable.
�No.. I might damage her mind.� He said
softly.� Whatever happens, we�ll just
have to deal with it.� She�ll probably
want to tell Dumbledore that we duelled.
Tom was musing on this mysterious we that had crept, unnoticed, into the boy�s sentence.�

�Well.. we hardly duelled� he observed with a
smirk.� Harry looked at him angrily.�� He smiled wider. �Maybe..
if we see more of one another.. I might teach you some
defensive spells.� Your defense is truly
abysmal.
Harry�s face showed that he knew it as well.� It dropped further at a thought that had just
occurred to him.

�He�ll probably stop that too.. He�d never let me be
in a room with you if he thought there was a chance you might be able to take
my wand.� He�d never let you have a wand
so we could practice duel either.� It�d
never work.�
Tom added quietly � �well.. all of that is only really an issue if Hermione remembers
what happened�
�I really can�t
modify her memory like that.� I wouldn�t
even know where to begin.� I wouldn�t
even cast an obliviate unless it was life or death�
�I could do it.�

He said it quietly and kept his eyes trained on the stone flagstone a metre to
the right of the stupefied girl�s body.

The silence stretched on for over a minute.�
He resisted the temptation to say anymore to try to persuade.
�With her wand?� Harry asked finally.
Tom swallowed uneasily.�

�Yours would be preferable.� It has a
greater affinity to me.� But it would probably be fine with her wand too.�
To his delight, after a long moment�s hesitation, Harry
offered him his wand.� As he held it out,
handle first, he seemed to want to snatch it back.� The vulnerable expression that he�d earlier
seen on the boy�s face was back in amplified form.� Harry Potter was voluntarily placing his life
in Tom�s hands and both knew it.
Cautiously, he accepted the wand, nodding slightly at the
taller boy in a gesture of acknowledgement for the trust he was placing in
him.��

Without a moment�s pause he turned to Hermione, pointing the wonderfully
comfortable wand at her prone form and flicking off a white flash.� �That was the obliviate� he informed Harry
unnecessarily.� The next part was
slightly trickier.� He had to construct
the memory that he wanted her to possess.��
He decided it would be best to have her remember them arguing and then
him stalking off to his room for the rest of the night.� After which time Harry excused himself and
she went to bed.�� He placed the memory
with a pale pink spell and felt it graft onto the spaces left by the
obliviate.� �A quiet little thought drifted through his
mind that he could simply turn and execute the boy who was prophesised to kill
him now.� Regardless what might happen to
him when Dumbledore discovered what he had done, he would be doing his other
self a favour.� And after all � they shared
one soul.� It was one for all and all for
one, as the saying went, surely?�

No.� It wasn�t.� He had been left in the diary for fifty
years.� His other self had some
explaining to do and the boy of prophesy so happened to be a gorgeous,
helpless, entertaining fellow who he
might in the future have the opportunity to fuck.� For the moment the balance lay in retaining
his trust.

Withdrawing a step he took a last moment to enjoy the feeling of a wand in true
affinity with his magic before sighing and handing it back.�

Harry grabbed it as if it were a liferaft at sea.�� Tom pretended not to notice.� The relief on Harry�s face was magnificent to
behold.��
Tom moved toward Hermione, retrieving her wand from the
floor and using it to levitate her.� �According
to her � we argued and then I went off in a sulk.� You left and she went to bed�

Harry nodded agreeably, although there was a taint of guilt there.� Tom hoped that the boy would be capable of
keeping a secret even so.�

�I�ll put her to bed� he told him softly.
A suspicious look pinned him.
�I�ll put her to bed and then i�ll come right back and you
can ward her room if you like� he amended, sighing.
Harry smiled that beatific smile again.�

�No.� I trust you.� He said.
Tom smiled back � a hopeful, grateful smile that any of his
professors (except Dumbledore) would have lapped up credulously.� He walked Harry to the door and hesitated,
putting on a nervous act, looking up at the other boy wide eyed until Harry
swallowed and uneasily embraced him.� Tom
raised himself up on his toes (revelling in the sheer scope of his triumph) and
pressed a soft kiss to the �older� boy�s neck, delighting in the way the latter
shivered in response to it.
After he was gone, Tom levitated Hermione to her room
removed her clothes using the divesto and allowed himself a few minutes to
examine the sheer loveliness of her naked form.. so different to Harry�s
and Draco�s, before applying the reverse divesto to clothe her in her white
cotton nightdress.

Tucking her into bed, he took a moment to cast her wards upon her bedroom door
and then tucked her wand into her hands, letting himself out through the
bathroom.� It took a little longer to put
up the wards she favoured using wandless magic.
No doubt Harry would be relieved when he spoke with Hermione
tomorrow and would trust Tom even more.�
He smirked as he retrieved Draco�s wand from the lintel outside on his
balcony.�

He had had no intention of sleeping with the mudblood tonight anyway.� He wanted to work on the necklace and needed
to remain awake for the next three days in order to persuade Dumbledore that he
needed the girl in his bed to rest adequately.

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