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That which we make for ourselves	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 38078 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-That which we make for ourselves
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 16-Ch 16
- 17-Ch 17
- 18-Ch 18
- 19-Ch 19
- 20-Ch 20
- 21-Ch 21
- 22-Ch 22
- 23-Ch 23
- 24-Ch 24
- 25-ch 25 - provisional
- 26-Ch 26
- 27-Ch 27
- 15
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- 17
Caed�s voice woke him and he
started up in panic.�

How long had he been asleep?!!� Damn.�

No.. it
was fine.. someone would have come to check on them if
it was getting late..early..

�Mmmm?� he hummed
questioningly.� He had no idea what the
boy had said next to his ear.�

�I said.. you
were right.. That felt better than anything� Caed
mumbled and kissed the shell of his ear.�
Tom allowed himself a wide smug grin against his neck.�

He was lying half on top of the boy, his face still buried in Caed�s neck and one knee raised and curled against him in a
straddle.

�How long was I sleeping?� he asked, cracking his eyes open
and raising his head.� Oh.. his head felt so heavy.. he would kill to
be able to just turn over and go back to sleep now.� Although.. that wasn�t saying much.�
He would pay Dumbledore an earnest-sounding compliment to be able to
turn over and go back to sleep.�

�I don�t know�� Caed said
thoughtfully. �I dropped off for a bit.�
The screams are different now.� I
think it�s someone else.��

Tom sighed and forced himself up off the warm body he was
almost certainly crushing. Caed tried to tighen his arms around him and keep him in place.�

�No.. don�t go..� he
whispered forlorn.�

Tom smiled.� A genuine smile.� Caed had enjoyed being crushed beneath him.. He turned it into a smirk for the boy.� �Don�t worry...wife...I�m not going far.��

The indignant look made him chuckle.� �Oi!� I�m not your wife.� If anything we�re both the husband.��

Caed snorted and grinned suddenly and threw an arm
over his eyes.�

�What?� tom demanded.� The boy shook his head slightly.

�I just can�t get my head around it..
I..married..Vol-..�

You know.. only bloody you would try to marry someone without
even telling them��

Tom debated whether to be irritated about the remark but he
found he felt unaccountably mellow at present..� He yawned tiredly and stretched, becoming
aware as he looked back at Caed of the appreciative
look he was receiving.� He twitched an
eyebrow at him.�

�You are...so..painfully..gorgeous� Caed said quietly, still
managing to blush slightly at his words.�

Lovely!!� He was glad he would keep the
innocence a while longer.�

Tom leaned down over him and kissed him lightly.� �and I am also your husband..Say it!��

Caed shivered and whispered.� �you�re...my
husband..� Tom saw him swallow hard.�

Then Caed laughed suddenly.� It sounded a little hysterical.�

�I..became a death eater and married.. Voldemort.�� Oh my fucking God...� �

Tom shook his head. �Yes yes. Life is strange and
unpredictable.� Get up.� It�s time to show the others that you are
more than my toy.��

Caed sat up quickly. �What do you
mean?�� Tom didn�t respond � the boy knew what he meant.�

Softening slightly he crawled toward Caed and
manipulated him till the boy sat between his legs, his back against Tom�s
chest, curled in a protective embrace.�

Leaning down, he whispered in the blonde�s ear.

�I want you to play a role for me...� It
is not Abraxas.. or Gyphus or Palmer.. it�s certainly not me..

I want you to play the role of Caedmon..

Not the boy you are when we are alone together.. not Caed..

Caedmon is strong.. ruthless..a pureblood who loathes muggles.� He is above
my other death eaters.. and
today he must earn their
respect.��

Tom half turned Caed gently by his
shoulders and looked into his eyes seriously. �Do you understand?� he asked him
softly.�

Caeds green eyes narrowed and he seemed
indecisive.�

Tom felt a frisson of fear go through him.� �It is too late to go back now� he whispered
urgently.�

Something in his tone or his eyes must have caught Caed
because the boy nodded slowly.

�This will destroy me..� he
murmured faintly, his eyes haunted.�

Tom embraced him quickly.

�No.. You are strong.�
You will change. But you will not be broken.� Caed
shook his head.

�I couldn�t do it.. I couldn�t cast
the cruciatus.� Not even on someone who�d
just killed someone I loved.��

Tom bit his tongue wondering if Caed
was talking about casting a cruciatus on his older self.�

�The unforgiveables are somewhat taxing..� he said
softly. �you have to mean them.��

Caed snorted, laughing.

�Yeah well.. if I didn�t mean
to hurt someone I fucking hated.. I don�t
know how I�m going to mean to hurt some poor muggle i
feel sorry for.��

Sighing, tom wrapped his arms tighter around Caed.

�It�s not that difficult.�
You don�t need to desire to harm the person.. you can merely desire to cast the curse successfully.�

Or.. you can desire to please
me.�

It is not the direction of the desire that matters so
much as the concentration.� If your
emotions are scattered and fluctuating wildly... you cast the curse and then
the effect is dampened by shock and guilt or some other diffusing emotion � and
thus you fail.

With all the unforgiveables � you must summon intention before you cast.� It must be done with a collected mind.� And never
use them when your own magical reserves are low.�

While most magic is converted out of ambient flows � the unforgiveables and a
few other curses sap your magical core directly.� Their strength depends upon your strength.�

If you are weakened, they will be ineffectual.�
They may not work at all if you are nearing critical levels of
depletion.�� He kissed the side of the
boy�s head.�

�I don�t want to use them� Caed
said softly. �ever!��

Tom huffed impatiently.�

A woman�s voice was begging softly outside and there was laughter.�

�Caed..
You must.�� You do not wish to change the
timeline, do you?��

If you refuse to do as I ask then eventually I will have to protect you against
my knights..that is..death eaters.. and its possible I will lose �
there are seven of them and they have duelled me for years now.�

Gyphus occasionally gets the drop on me.�

Similarly � I cannot simply avoid the issue and refuse to order you to
participate.. the same thing
would happen.��

�You must be one
of them.� You must show them your
strength..

Show them that you are as involved in this night as they are, or else they will
fear you might betray us all.�

He stroked Caed�s chest
slowly.� The
boy took a long time to respond and when he did his voice was colourless.�

�I don�t know how to be Caedmon.� There is no Caedmon.�

Tom sighed.� �Be
someone else then.� Do you know any other
death eaters from your time.� Be someone they don�t know. Someone vicious.��

Caed swallowed.�

�Bellatrix� he breathed, sounding sickened.�

Tom frowned and half turned �A woman?� I have female death eaters?!� Whatever for?!� How would that work in light of the kind of
amusements the others enjoy?!�

Surely a woman would be appalled and uppity in the face of it � even if she
considered the muggles lower life forms.��

Harry snorted. �Tom, I�m
appalled at it.� Anyone who isn�t a bloody psychopath would be!�

I don�t know how many female death eaters you have.� I only know about Bellatrix.� She�s fucking evil.� And
crazy.� She�s absolutely stark
raving mad in fact..�

I think you like her that way..��

Tom smirked.� Caed seemed to be finding it easier to tell him more about
his own future.� He didn�t want to make
the boy aware of it.�

�She sounds relatively acceptable then..
Be her.. perhaps be her with
slightly less..madness..as
you put it.��

Caed shivered.�

Tom summoned their boxer shorts wandlessly and passed Caed his.� �we must go now� he informed him quietly and climbed out from
behind him, slipping between the curtains naked into the firelit
clearing.�

He glanced at the knot of half dressed wizards who had all turned to look at
him with interest.� �

The older blonde woman was hanging naked from invisible restraints in the air
and was criss crossed with minor cutting hexes all
over her body.� One eye was swollen
closed.��

Tom slipped his boxer shorts on and parted the curtain,
looking in at Caed with a �come on now�
expression.� The boy was shaking and all
wide eyed desperation.�

But then, as tom watched, his expression changed.� It became manic and excited.� The effect was a little unnerving in
fact.� It looked like Caed
was unravelling before his eyes.�

Caed turned over and crawled to
the edge of the bed, climbing out and throwing himself at him, kissing him
rabidly.�

Tom received the affection, worried at what this new persona might do.� The boy had imitated others perfectly.. was it wise to have him play a
mad witch?�

He felt hands slither down his chest and around him, down onto his arse,
pulling them both together as Caed ground against
him.

�Mmmmm..� the boy purred through the vicious biting
kiss, suddenly releasing him and spinning off to retrieve his wand from his
robes on the ground.�

Tom blinked and watched him bounce off toward the others,
apparently unaffected by the rather thorough reaming he had just received.�

Caed looked like a child at a
birthday party and grinned as he pointed his wand up at the snivelling woman.

�Engorgio� he cried joyfully, pointing at the
somewhat saggy breasts.�

Tom walked slowly after him, ignoring Abraxas and Gyphus questioning expressions that seemed to cry �what
exactly did you do to him?!��

The woman�s breasts were enlarging dramatically.. however, as her skin was covered
in cuts, the overall effect of this was to split her skin further, tearing wide
rifts as her breasts became first pleasantly, then unnaturally and then
obscenely large, huge bloody balloons on the front of her body.� She cried out hoarsely, unable to even scream
at the pain.�

�Holy fuck� Palmer said, delighted. �that�s
brilliant!!�

Tom studied Harry who was similarly crowing.

�az-Zyt al-Mghly!� he cried
out suddenly.�

The woman somehow found voice enough to emit frantic shrieks and shake and
struggle against the invisible bonds.�

Tom suspected what she was shrieking about and cast a deeper cutting hex in the
bottom of one of the massive balloons.�

Boiling black tar drizzled out onto the grass below.�

Caed turned and looked at him with
wide adoring eyes. �Last defense class we covered Surinaste burning hexes.� He said excitedly.�

Tom nodded, offering a small smile of approval.�

�Continue.� What else did you learn in
the class?�

Caed turned back and cast three
more hexes in quick succession.� The
blonde was bald, blackened and barely struggling when he had finished.�

Tom could see that her body would give out under the stress soon enough.�

He stepped up to Caed and placed an approving hand on
his shoulder.� �You paid attention
despite my absence.� Good.� Finish her.��

The flinch was almost completely sublimated.� He only noticed it because he was touching
the boy and through a strange..tingle..- a disembodied moan of
horror in his mind..�

Caed smiled over his shoulder at him in that manic
way and then raised his wand.

�Sectumsempra!� he cried
jubilantly.�

That was an unfamiliar curse!� His little innocent knew a nasty curse that
Tom himself had not learned.� Delightful!�

Tom watched with great interest as bone deep cuts ripped through the obscenely
distended burnt body and gore and oil poured out onto the grass in rivers.�

The woman didn�t even whimper.. a
faint choked rattle was the only sound as the life that she had left evaporated
into the night air.�

Caed was laughing and jumping up
and down in excitement and turned to him for a kiss.�

He wasn�t sure he liked
this particular role the boy was playing but he kissed him and stroked his hair
dotingly, enfolding him in his arms.

He held the kiss until Caed pulled away and then
simply looked into his eyes, wide with unnatural manic happiness.� Behind them the body was being levitated away
to lie with five others.�

Had they been gone that long?!� �

Abraxas and Gyphus were abruptly
at his side and Caed looked to the side in surprise,
his eye then wandering down in further surprise.�

Apparently he had not noticed the other wizard�s state of undress before.�

Abraxas frowned at him, looking back to Tom while Gyphus
flexed subtly.� Irritatingly, Caed blushed and Tom pinched him to get his attention back
from the body that was more heavily muscled than his own.�

Caed grinned and turned, planting
a heady kiss on him before struggling free and bouncing off to join Antonin and Palmer, where he received slaps on the back and
grins.�

Tom�s attention shifted unwillingly back to Abraxas who was
patiently waiting with a controlled inquisitive expression.�

�Are congratulations perhaps in order..
or did we mishear?��
the cultured voice demanded in soft distaste.�

Tom narrowed his eyes, glancing between the two. �I will
explain the situation to you later.� He informed him. �You did not
mishear.� we are
bound.�

This last comment he addressed pointedly to Gyphus
who averted his narrowing eyes.�

He was about to push past them when Gyphus
growled angrily. �What�s going to happen to him when you get tired of him after
five minutes like all the others?� Will
you just kill him?!� ��

Tom had him on his knees curled in pain in seconds.

His voice was icy when he informed him �I fail to see what
concern it is of yours Gyphus, but Caed is not like any other.�

Abraxas fixed him with polite inquiry again, perhaps seeking
to defuse the situation. �And Elana?�

Tom looked away.

�-will no longer be seen on my arm or in my bed� he answered quietly. �Take her
if you desire her, Abraxas.��

At that he stalked off to join the others.� The tiny blonde girl was sucking Alphard�s cock while the others stood around watching.� Caed looked completely
absorbed by events.�

He moved to stand next to him and a surreptitious hand searched out and clung
to his.� He pulled Caed
close and held him again, enjoying the warmth of the boy�s chest against his
own in the cool air.�

Caed leaned in and whispered in
his ear. �That�s a child, tom! A little kid!�

Tom looked over Caeds shoulder at
the small girl.� She seemed entirely
unharmed.� Whoever had been with her
hadn�t started in on her yet apparently, although her eyes were red and swollen
from crying.�

Alphard reached his end and pulled out, spilling
himself on her face and making her cry anew while everyone else laughed.�

Tom sighed internally and whispered in Caed�s
ear.� �I didn�t realise she was so
young.� Abraxas likes them very young.. very blonde.. I was tired and
she was there.� It is too late now.��

Caed pulled back and looked at him
with determination. �He spoke loud enough
for the others to hear -

�I want her. Isn�t it common to give gifts when you bond?� Give her to me.��

His own eyes widened in surprise.� Caed wanted her?!..The steely glint in the boy�s eye
didn�t betray his thoughts.. he
could feel only resolute desire from the boy.�

�...Fine..� he said softly.�

�Palmer.� Let the girl go.� I am giving her to Caed.� As a gift...��

There was a frustrated growl from the boy who had been about
to shove his cock down the tiny thing�s throat. �Can�t he wait till I�m
done?!!�� Tom flicked off a stinging hex
without bothering to look at him and imperioed the
girl, walking her over to Caed.

�There.� She�s yours.� Go and enjoy her.��

He watched with a strange cold feeling inside as the blonde
took the girl by the hand and led her back to the bed, helping her to climb in
and closing the curtains behind him.�

Seeing the discontented expression on his face, the
recovered Gyphus who had joined them all commented
�Trouble in paradise already?!��

Tom sent a tongue lengthening curse at him and turned away in
irritation.�

There were only two muggles
left.� One of them was the blonde boy Gyphus had first taken.�
He levitated the terrified wretch over and stood him up in the centre of
them all, examining him thoughtfully.�

He was nowhere near as attractive as Caed.�

His eyes were a rather watery blue and his body was a bit too gangly.�

Walking around him he could see the rests of dried blood on the back of his
thighs.�

He stopped in front of him again and tilted his head up
slightly with the tip of his wand.� The
boy was shaking like a leaf.�

�Please..please don�t kill me� he
whimpered.� �I..don�t
want to die.��

Tom tilted his head. ��What would you do to live?� he asked
curiously.� The boy�s eyes widened.

�Anything!! Anything! Please!! Let me go!! I won�t tell!� Please� �

Tom backhanded him absently. �None of that please.� We are having a conversation.� Try to keep
your responses on topic.� Now.. would you get down on your knees
and fuck every boy here?��

The boy dropped to his knees at once. �I want to live.� He
said again.

Tom shook his head. �It was a question, not a
directive.� Would you kill her?� he
gestured at the terrified black haired girl whose red lipstick was smeared over
her face.�

The boy hesitated, looking fearfully at the naked bruised
girl.�

Tom wondered vaguely whether Roan had taken out his frustration upon her or
whether it had been one of the others.�

�Yes.� The boy said miserably. �I�d kill her to live.� I don�t want to be like..like
that blond girl.. please
don�t-� Tom flicked a stinging hex at him

�Remaining on topic, muggle!� I won�t tell you again��

He wondered what Caed was doing
now.� Was he fucking the little blonde?�

He�d thought the boy was upset when he�d whispered.. but he was playing
some mad role.� Perhaps this Bellatrix
woman liked to toy with children.�

Would Caed do that if he was pretending to be her?�

He wanted to go and check but it would look bad if he did so.�

He examined the boy who was in no way as desirable as Caed.. - as
his husband, he reminded himself -,
slightly disturbed by the notion that he was bound..married..�

Turning, with an evil smirk he severed and summoned a chunk of flesh from the almost
cooked blonde corpse and levitated it before the boy�

�Eat.��

The boy looked around at all the faces in horror. He seemed
to want to say something.. to
protest.. to rail against this.. but
the survival instinct won over and he gripped the meat quickly and tore a bite
out of it.�

Most of his death eaters cheered in delight.�

Gyphus tongue still hung obscenely halfway down his
chest but he slurred a cheer of amusement even so.�

�Good..� Tom commended the boy. �How
does it taste?��

The kneeling figure retched slightly and looked up at him
with teary eyes. �It�s fine� he managed, green about the gills.�

�No.. What does it taste like?!� Tom asked.� �You see.. we are wizards, not cannibals.� We don�t eat human flesh � that would be
barbaric.�

Only Muggle animals do such things.�

Therefore in the spirit of academic inquiry � I would like to know what that
tastes like.�� He gestured with his
wand.�

The boy swallowed and struggled with his words. �i-it
tastes like..�� His face twisted in a
grimace straight out of a frieze of tortured souls.�

�Yes?� tom prompted.

The boy started sobbing suddenly.�

�it tastes like me mam�s
Sunday roast before the war.� It tastes
like roast pork. I�m sorry.. i�m so sorry! �I don�t want to go to hell!!��

Tom took all this in with interest.�

�If it tastes so good.. you
should really finish it.� After all � it
is a crime to waste good food during
wartime.��

The boy sobbed louder and looked around the circle as if
hoping to receive help from someone else.��
The others were watching avidly.�

He knew that they tended to prefer the more obvious physical torture.. but it always interested him more to see exactly what people were
capable of in dire peril.�

The boy raised the hunk of charred flesh to his lips again
unwillingly, disgust and aversion painting his features.�

�There you go.. come
along.� Quickly..
and I might decide you deserve to go free.� I can bring you back to the exact place I
took you.�

Wouldn�t you like that?� To go back to the nice muggle slum?��

The blonde�s eyes got large and wild and he took a huge bite
out of the meat, chewing it frantically and swallowing, then taking another and
another.� He really wanted to live, apparently.�

�Leave him to finish his meal� Tom instructed them all and
levitated the last muggle over.�

She didn�t scream.�

He wasn�t sure whether it was a bizarre sense of self preservation or pure
shock � but she goggled at him as he drew her over and lowered her down to the
ground a few metres from the blonde boy on his knees tearing at the hunk of
meat.�

She looked up at him silently, her arms wrapped around
herself covering at least her breasts from sight while a neat black triangle of
pubic hair was exposed.�

She was quite attractive and he looked at her speculatively.�

�And just what might you do to live?� he asked softly.�

She swallowed.�

�Nothing.�
You�ll kill me anyway.� Just like you�ll kill him too.� She said in a bare
whisper.�

�So get on with it.� I�ve made my
peace.� I�m going to my final judgement.. you can destroy my body but you won�t
get my soul!��

Tom�s eyes widened in pleased surprise.

�Intelligent enough to comprehend your
circumstances.� That is truly rare in livestock like yourself!�

Very well I accept your challenge.� Let
us see whether we cannot tarnish that shiny little soul of yours.� I would hate for you to miss out on damnation.��

Tom looked around at the others where, with the exception of
Antonin, everyone wore expressions of confusion.�

He explained.� �Muggles
believe that if they are good, nice, sweet
little boys and girls, - when they die, a God
will send them to a wonderful place
full of bread and honey and milk and biscuits and all of the people they like..forever.� It�s called heaven.�

If on the other hand they are naughty
� they go to Hell - �a
dark place of fire and sulphur and red hot pokers up the backside and are
tortured without respite forever.��

As far as I can determine � some muggles think that
hell is full of all the evil blaggarts that ever
existed and divided by area according to the various wrongdoings they have
committed.. while others
believe that hell is empty and one suffers alone forever..�

He frowned slightly as the incongruent idea of his horcrux
diary wandered through his mind in an unwelcome fashion.�

�He seems lonely..�

He had only made it last year.� It wouldn�t
be so terrible to spend a year without other people, would it?�

�So.. who
decides what �wrongdoing� sends you to the Hell place then?�� Darius asked, sounding enthralled.�

Tom shrugged

�God I suppose.� I remember some of the
unforgiveable sins..�
The first is fornication.� I don�t
see a ring upon your finger so you�ve already committed that one, little
muggle.��

The girl protested. �I never did!� I was raped..I was chaste �before
tonight.� God will forgive me.��

Tom stalked closer..� There was a faint red mark around her
neck.�

�was she wearing a necklace� he asked the others, not
turning.� There was some shuffling.�

He fixed Roan with a long even stare.� �You have it.�
Give it to me.� You may have it
back after.��

The boy summoned a silvery chain and passed it over, looking
down. �I only wanted-..�

�I don�t care� Tom informed him and turned back to the
girl.� �A crucifix I believe, is the
term� he smiled down at her.�

She nodded cautiously.�

Tom�s smile widened. �Ah yes.� I believe
it represents Christ � who is in some way also God.� I never understood how that worked.� But it is so, isn�t it?��

The girl looked uneasy and nodded again.� �Can I have it back?��

Tom snorted, amused.�
�Thou shalt not make idols�� - your god has instructed that no
physical representations � such as this crucifix � are to be made or
worshipped.�� Thats one strike there.��

Have you ever washed your hair or tidied your room on a Sunday?�

Have you ever disobeyed your parents knowingly?��

�Have you ever lied?��

The girl looked up at him wide eyed. �Those little things don�t
matter.� God will see my soul is
pure.� I�ve tried to be a good
person��

Tom nodded as if agreeing.�
�Perhaps you are right.��

�One questions why your God would go so far as to make those
things commandments if they are not
important.. But let us move on.��

He glanced over his shoulder at the bed, where the curtains
were still closed and suppressed the scowl that wanted to twist his features..� He stepped even
closer to the girl, who was standing defensively, until her folded arms brushed
his chest.� She took a half step back,
her eyes widening in fear and then becoming hard once more.�

�Do you find me attractive?� he purred softly, stepping
forward again.�

She shook her head frantically. �You�re evil.� I saw what you did..��

Tom laughed gently in the way he knew all the girls liked. �Do
you think.. objectively seen..
That I am quite a good-looking boy?�

Do you think others might find me
attractive.. If they didn�t know what I made that boy
do, you understand?��

The girl didn�t answer but looked more nervous.�

�Please answer the question.. � he
entreated, stepping against her again and brushing a hand down her cheek.�

�No!� she said quickly.�
�You�re not.� Don�t touch me.� she
moved away.�

Tom put a finger to his chin and gave the appearance of deep
thought.� �I wonder..
whether you might not be knowingly lying right now� he mused aloud.�

Looking up he tilted his head �Then again.. perhaps you are homosexual � another damning sin, I am
informed��

The girl shook her head� �No.. I�m not..
either.� I just don�t
think you�re good looking.��

Tom heard sniggers around the ring of boys surrounding them
and put on a hurt expression.�

�I am wounded..
but then � I�m certain you�ll know yourself whether
you are currently damning yourself in
an intentional lie, purely to try to insult me.�

After all.. You would never put your soul in jeopardy for something so
frivolous.��

The girl started to shake.

�I...��

Tom looked up with an innocent expression he generally saved
just for Dumbledore. �Yes?� he
prompted.

�Other people
might find you attractive� the girl whispered.�
�if they didn�t know how evil you are��

Tom smiled, nodding. �ah.. truth at last.� You
concede that I am good looking in your estimation.�

Are you also capable of admitting that you
find me attractive?��

He ignored Alphard�s impatient
huff in the background.� The boy was
obviously tiring of this little game and wanted to get back to hexing the muggles.�� Well.. he would have to wait.� Tom
was having fun now.��

It took a long time before the girl nodded once, much averse
to doing do.�

He smiled, pleased and stepped closer again. �Well done.. I see it was very difficult for you to be truthful.��

As the girl had been moving back, Antonin
behind her had not been moving
correspondingly and so there was only a step to go before she would be pressed
up against him.�

The Russian exchanged a long understanding look with Tom.�

He and Abraxas were the two who tended to like this kind of game and Tom had
the feeling that the boy took in a lot more of what went on around him than he
ever showed.�

The black eyes flicked only for a fraction of a second toward the curtained bed
and Tom averted his gaze.� He did not
wish to think about that right now.�

As he moved forward the girl glanced behind and realised
that another boy stood behind her.�

She wrapped her arms around herself more tightly and closed her eyes. �Our
father who art in heaven� she whispered.�

Tom took the opportunity to move in and embrace her gently, rocking her slowly.

�There.. calm
down now.� You�re ok.��

He looked at Antonin pointedly,
lowering his brows and the boy stepped back and disillusioned himself.. the others following suit, Alphard last of all, looking irritable.�

In his peripheral vision the kneeling blonde boy disappeared.� He wondered whether it was Antonin.��

�You can open your eyes now.. I�ve
sent them all away.� You�re safe.� He said
softly.�

The girl continued to whisper her prayer.�

Tom stroked her hair back from her face and waited patiently.�

After a minute the girl opened her eyes timidly. �Will you
kill me quickly?� she whispered. �I�d rather not die like that other
girl.��

Tom inclined his head.

�You are so certain that you will die.��
You are more intelligent than the others.. I like intelligence.� Perhaps I might allow you to go.��

The girl�s eyes did not even flare in hope. �No.� you won�t.� She said dully.� �You just like to torture people with their
minds instead of their bodies like those other boys.��

Tom smiled in pleased surprise again.

�You would like a quick and painless death then..� he
murmured low.�

The girl swallowed, looking up at him.�

He tilted his head and offered her his finest panty-soaking smile� �I would like
to kiss you.� Will you allow it?��

She stared and then blushed, looking around confused.�

�Where did the others go?� They wouldn�t
just leave like that��

Tom was pleased again.�

�We are wizards.. we can come.. and go..at will.� It is
magic.��

Biting her lip, the girl seemed to accept that.� Her blue eyes flicked back to him
uncertainly.

�Alright then.�
You�ll kiss me and then.. it
will be quick and painless?�� her voice wavered.�

Tom didn�t respond but leaned down slowly until he could
brush his lips across hers feather light.�

He lingered, very slowly deepening the kiss, tickling at her top lip with the
point of his tongue, teasing her to open for him.� His hands stroked the silken skin of her back
soothingly.�

She gave way sooner than he expected.� His tongue met her own tentative one and he
delved smoothly, satisfied as he heard her faint surprised moan.�

As he kissed her tenderly, her arms unwound themselves from her body and
gingerly wound themselves about his.� It was too easy.�

He broke away from her mouth and kissed her face lightly, dropped his head and
kissed down her throat.�

She gasped and mewled as he teased her with practiced ease,
playing her like a familiar instrument.�

She didn�t resist when his hand moved to cup and stroke her
firm little breast.� Her nipples were
already standing up sharply.�

�ohhhh.. stop..�
she whispered and moaned again as he sucked on a particularly sensitive
spot.��

He moved back and kissed her again as the hand on her breast
moved down slowly, fingertips grazing down her body and delved gently between
her legs.�

She made a muffled protest through the kiss but it gave way to a gasp of
surprise as he manipulated her clit skilfully.�
Her hips rocked against his hand and she gripped him more tightly,
balancing on unsteady legs.�

At his urging they both lowered themselves to the grass and he lay over her,
still kissing her while his hand strummed her to a frenzy.�

She even parted her legs for him.��

He resisted the urge to smirk.� It would
be a most inopportune time.�

Instead he broke the kiss and moved to suck on the nipple of
the breast he had been gently massaging and stroking.� She moaned again surprised and arched,
pressing it against his mouth.� �

When he delved two fingers down and penetrated her, his
thumb still circling her tiny button, she clutched at him and seemed to
whimper.��

Were she a witch, he knew he would
probably soothe her with his tongue.. but he was not going to put his mouth there on a muggle.� It was
bad enough kissing them.� Instead he
simply gentled his movements further until she relaxed and started to rock her
hips against his hand again.

Looking up with his best uncertain expression he
whispered.� �Do you want me to-..� trailing off meaningfully.�

The girl whimpered and bucked on his fingers.� The aversion and need warred on her
face.�

Tom lowered his head and tongued her other breast, suckling
at it gently and flicking her clit with his thumb.

�Yes..� she whimpered.�

He moved up her, never stopping the movement of his fingers
and thumb and kissed her again.�

�Are you sure?� If you don�t want to I won�t.��

The girl clutched at him, fucking his fingers
desperately.� �I..yes...�
She whispered.�

He vanished his boxers wandlessly
and shifted till he was poised between her legs.� Only in the last moment did he remove his
fingers and guide his cock into her.�

After Caeds tight burning-hot velvety channel she
felt cool and wide and far too wet.� He
slid in too easily.�

She made a surprised face and arced again.�

He leaned down and started to move in her, fucking her in
long smooth strokes.�

�Ohhhhh..
its... so different.. to the
other boy.� She whimpered and tried to kiss him again.�

Tom allowed it and slapped into her a little harder,
rotating his hips slightly on the upstroke, while he worked her mouth
over.�

It would feel
different, he mused.� He was at least two
inches longer than Roan and a decent sight thicker.�

In addition he had had a lot of
experience discovering just what females liked and how to bring them to
earth-shaking climax.� The girl currently
moaning into his mouth now was receiving the benefit of his diligent study and
experimentation.�

He broke the kiss.�

�I.. I have to confess.� He said
uncomfortably.�

Her lust blunted features sharpened, but only slightly.� She was too focused on moving against him and
running her fingers through the back of his hair.�

Her other hand on the middle of his back was pressing down as if to pull him
deeper. �Mmmm?� she moaned.�

�I...I�m married. I.. it only
happened recently.. I�m ..it..slipped
my mind..earlier..It�s all so new..
and I�m not sure we should be-..��

The girl froze only for a second but his harder thrusts
melted her.. �Doesn�t matter..
Ohhhh.. don�t
stop that.. please.. feels so
good.��

Tom pulled out swiftly and got to his feet, wiping his mouth
and scourgifying himself wandlessly.�

The girl took a moment to realise what was happening and
then whimpered at his cruel dark expression, sitting up and curling into a
tight defensive ball.�

�You... you..it was all..�she yelped near tears.�

Tom glanced up at the faint shimmers in the air pointedly
and they cancelled their disillusionment one by one, leering in amusement.� Even Alphard looked
pleased, Tom noted.�

�Yes yes.� You�re a
bright little thing.� We�ve all
realised.� Where were we?� Ah yes.� Fornication.� You discounted your earlier fuck with my colleage��

At palmers raised eyebrows and smirk Tom amended ��Oh pardon me � colleagues.� I believe you
cited that rape..didn�t count. ...Or something to that
effect.�

I am sure though that you must count
your little..experience.. with
me.

After all...I did ask you quite clearly whether I could kiss you.. you agreed.� I asked you twice whether you wished to be fucked and you � as everyone
witnessed � apparently did..�

And unfortunately I fear we must also add adultery
to your list of sins since I confessed to you of my recent marriage and you
stated � I quote �doesn�t matter.. don�t
stop�

We might add coveting your neighbours husband to your list of sins also in all
probability.�

�If indeed your god was prepared to ignore your idolatry,
disrespect toward your parents and no doubt innumerable
lies � I wonder whether fornication and adultery are equally trifling?!�

What do we have left?�

Oh yes.. The
most important sin of all, isn�t that right?�

Muggles tend to believe they will be quite safe provided they don�t commit this
one.��

Tom summoned his wand and pointed it at the girl, casting
the imperius.�
Her eyes became dazed and she smiled faintly.� He accioed
a leaf and transfigured it into a knife, walking forward and handing it to the
girl.�

Smirking then, he looked up at the blonde boy who was still on his knees and
trying to look as unobtrusive as possible.�
There was no sign of any meat.�

�Boy.. I believe you said you would
kill to survive.�

I hope for your sake you were telling the truth because she is shortly going to
try to kill you. Prepare
yourself.� Prove you deserve to
live.��

Tom stepped back, curious how the little fight would play
out.�

He realised he didn�t really care who won.�
His kn-death eaters looked, to a man,
thoroughly entertained.�

The black haired girl got to her feet purposefully, hefting
the knife and walking toward the boy, who gaped and scrambled to his own feet,
backing away.�

When the girl ran at him he turned and raced full pelt
toward the treeline, where he met with an invisible
barrier and bounced off, landing on his back.�

The girl was on him in a second, knife raised and they struggled as the boy
punched at her and tried to wrest the blade from her.�

In the end though, his hand slipped and the blade dropped,
plunging into his shoulder.� He screamed
and struggled but from the moment he�d lost grip on her arm it was essentially
over.� The girl stabbed down over and
over in a frenzy.��
The boy was dead in under a minute.�

Smirking, Tom dropped the imperius
just as her hand was dropping to stab into the mutilated chest and watched the
blood soaked naked girl complete the movement in pure momentum, her face
contorted in sudden horror.�

That was the beauty of the imperius.� The victim remembered everything.. and
they remembered that they had wanted
to do whatever they did.�

It was a wonderful curse.�

The girl shattered, dropping the knife and scratching at
herself, trying in a panic to get the blood off.� She jumped up and fell away from the boy, scrambling
backward on hands and knees to get as far as she could from the red, nearly
eviscerated form.�

�I didn�t!... I wouldn�t!�� It was you!!..�

Tom gifted her with a sad smile.� �I have been standing here the entire
time.� I�m afraid that you are responsible for his death, my
dear. You held the knife.� He was running from you � not I.��

Tom walked a few steps closer and tsked
the girl

�And now you are damned.. if indeed you were not already
so. �Does it feel any different?�� He looked at her curiously.�

�I want a go with her before you kill her� Alphard said petulantly.�
�You already took the blonde.� I
thought we�d have a bit more time with the ones that were left or I wouldn�t
have finished off the others so quickly.��

Tom glanced back over his shoulder in irritation.�

�Alphard you must have spilled your seed at least a
half dozen times already.� Have some
perspective.� The muggle is coming to
terms with an eternity of torture and
suffering.�

An ETERNITY.�

Can you even begin to imagine that?!..

Pain, rape and abuse � a horror that continues without pause not for days or
weeks or years.. but forever..despised
by her god and surrounded by the most evil beings imaginable.�

Naked and without redemption!��

Tom watched as the girl shrank in on herself with each word,
shaking and near raving.�

�Well.. if
she�s going to be tortured forever anyway � can�t we start now and avoid the
rush?�� Palmer quipped and Tom couldn�t
quite suppress a smirk.�

The girl spoke then.�
�Not without-redemption!! I
can be redeemed.� All I need to do is be
truly sorry.. and I am truly sorry.��

�I am sorry for everything
I�ve ever done wrong..�
I�m sorry i wasn�t always respectful to my
parents.� I love them and I wish I�d
listened to my mum and not gone out tonight.�
I�m sorry i�ve lied and made excuses about
doing it.� I was usually afraid of
something.�

i�m sorry that I .. that I fornicated..
and I�m sorry that I did it with you..and I�m sorry � really sorry � that I helped you betray someone who is probably
suffering enough at being married to you..

and most of all I�m sorry for that boy.�

I�d never have..done that.. if
you hadn�t done something.� I know
it.�

I am sorry I hurt him.. I�m sorry I killed him.� I�m sorry for everything and God is going to forgive me!��

Tom looked at her in disgust.�

�Fine.� Avoid the rush.� Have at it� he gestured to the others and
spun on his heel, marching off toward the bed.�

He heard Palmer�s low satisfied laugh.

�Girl.. You talk too much..�
he tossed at her. �I don�t want to hear any more about stupid muggle superstitions
or I�m gonna cut your tongue out and you�ll see what
it�s like to French kiss your own arse.�

Now.. get over here and play
nice or it�ll be worse than that blonde bitch you were so bothered by.��

Tom rolled his eyes, losing interest in the proceedings.�

He parted the curtain and found Caed
lying on his back, looking up at the stars.�

The naked blond girl lay on her back beside him, seemingly asleep.��

Caed had been right.� She did look very young.� A mere child.

Tom raised a suspicious eyebrow and pressed his hand over
her mouth and nose.� She wasn�t
breathing.�

�You killed her?� he asked almost incredulously.

�Caed didn�t
look at him but glared at the stars.�

The girl was in his way.�
Impatiently he transfigured her into a triangular stone and tossed her
to the pile of robes behind him.� He
would have to keep track of that.� Dead
muggle children in the forbidden forest could be problematic and biological
transfigurations tended to revert as the original form decayed.��

Climbing onto the bed he closed the curtains and cast a
muffling charm.�

�What happened?� he asked finally.� �

Caed folded his arms over his
chest.� �You already said it.� I killed her.��

Inching closer he probed� �And how did this happen?� You said earlier you were never ever going to
use the unforgiveables.� Did you perhaps
suffocate her with your bare hands?��

Caed turned his face away.�

Tom moved just a fraction closer again.�
His new..husband.. looked
very upset.� It seemed he had
misinterpreted the boy�s intent earlier.�

�I heard you, you know.� Caed said
darkly.� �Everything you..did..to them..��

�Oh?� Tom offered, unsure how much damage there was to
repair.�

�You..� she was right.. you are evil.�

Tom resisted the temptation to try to touch the boy.� He had the feeling that they were hovering on
the edge of a knife at present and the wrong word or act could make Caed panic and either try to run or try to attack � neither
of which was currently possible due to the wards and his mark.�

�Why did you do it?� the blonde demanded. �You didn�t have
to.�

I can�t believe I�m saying this but you could
have just let them rape and torture her and be done with it..
Why did you..have
to-...��

Tom sighed inwardly, relieved that the sorest point of
contention was apparently not the acts themselves but the perceived
betrayal.�

He could deal with that.

He rolled onto his back and looked up at the stars.� The sky was more blue than black now, he noted
absently as he flicked up a muffling spell around them.�

His voice was rough when he spoke �

�How did you imagine I would react
when you demanded the blond girl as a gift and took her off to bed, not to
return for a considerable time?�

In light of your previous behaviour?!��

How did you think I might interpret that?��

Caed half sat up and hissed. �I
had to save her!� They were going to-.. I didn�t want her to
die like that other girl.� She�s ten Tom. TEN!!��

Tom closed his eyes, his face tight.

�That wasn�t what it looked like when you left.. and I couldn�t exactly come and
check on you.�

I was..thinking..of you..and feeling perhaps a
little angry.. and it seemed justified to make the
point with the muggle.� I�m sure you
noted that I stopped as soon as my point was made.�

It�s hardly as if I desired the girl.��

Caed covered his face with his
arms and muttered something unintelligible.�

�Pardon?� Tom prompted and Caed removed them and repeated, exasperated� �I said,
I don�t even know if that makes it better or worse.� I thought.. I told
myself that you weren�t Voldemort yet.�
You weren�t ..quite.. evil..
or something.� I
don�t know how i convinced myself that Tom Riddle and
Voldemort were different.�

I mean.. I even knew
better.. I know what you�ve-�

he corrected ��some of what you�ve done already � you tortured two kids in a cave
way before you ever came to Hogwarts.�

It�s hardly like there�s any point where there�s this nice caring Tom Riddle
and then something happens and leaves
a burnt out shell of evil.�

It�s like you�ve always been this way.. and I�m fucking stupid or something.. Because I keep
trying to pretend to myself that you�re not bad at all.��

�...When you said you were going to bind me.. when you said you hurt me like
that because you had wanted to m-..� because you wanted to..m-marry
me and not enslave me.. do
you know I actually felt happy?!�

It would have been better if you�d used the enslaving charm � at least then I�d
know I had no choice.�

Now I have to live with the fact that I knew
you were an evil bastard and I wanted you anyway.� Just like that girl.��

Caed sat up and seemed about to
leap out of the bed when a sharp urgent scream of pain broke the relative
stillness outside..

He pulled his feet in instead and tucked his knees against his chest,
shuddering.�

Tom sighed, looking up at the stars and feeling
strange.�

He wasn�t certain what the feeling was exactly.. he wasn�t even sure whether it was his feeling or that of the boy lying next to him.�

�...I was happy too..� he said
softly.� �and
then you left with the muggle girl and... I wasn�t happy anymore.��

They lay in silence for a while until Caed
abruptly turned and wriggled over to curl against him.� Tom wrapped his arm around him and held him
carefully, not wanting to disturb anything with an incorrect act.

After a while he risked stroking the boy�s side slowly and to his relief Caed wrapped his arm around him in return.� ��

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