Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Yes Tom
By : Sevy14
Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female
Views: 1706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I make no money from this story.
Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Authors Note: I was having a bit of trouble posting this, so I apologize for the roughness of Chapter 1. Also, the title to Chapter 1 is: The Return. Hope you like my story. Thanks for reading. -Sevy14

I awoke early. Earlier than I usually do. The paper hadn't even come yet so I lay there. At first in a daze, the sunlight filtering in through the curtains. I thought it was a dream, there was no man in my bed. Only me. How could I have been so foolish, so… So desperate for him to return. I feel a tear roll down my cheeks and I try not to cry, to hold it in. Hold my weakness at bay but it comes tumbling out and I cry and cry. I am weak. I am sorry for being weak.

"Why do you cry angel?"

"Tom…" It wasn't a dream. There he is. Standing in the doorway of the room, shirtless, so… So perfect. He's perfect.

"You were crying, why?"

"I-I thought you were a dream." A dream I'd been having for twelve years until last night."

"Angel I am no dream, I am here, in the flesh. No tears now, you know why."

They make me weak. "I am sorry."

"You still cry. Even now after I've told you to stop."

"I… Tears of joy. You're home. You-I... You're home. I am happy."

"Indeed. Come, gather your robe, slippers and make me some breakfast. I'm famished, feels like I haven't eaten in a decade."

"Hehe." So funny my love is. So funny. "Yes Tom. I'll be down in a moment.”

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Hey Riddle, are you going home for the holidays this year?"

"Yes."

"To what? Nothing. You and your mother? Not even a real family."

"We're a real family Khristo."

"Yeah sure you are."

"We are!"

"You can't be one. You don't even have a dad. He left because you were so horrible and pathetic. He was ashamed of you and your whore mother!"

"My mother's not a whore!"

"BOYS! BOYS! Mr. Riddle! Mr. Krassimira! What is the meaning of this?"

"Mrs. Stefana, Tom said my mother was a wh-whore. She isn't a-a whore is she?"

"MR. RIDDLE!"

"I didn't. He said that. That was him. I swear."

"I don't want to hear any more of your lies Mr. Riddle. This is the third time in two weeks you've said this to Mr. Krassimira. It has to stop. You will have detention until you leave for Winter Hols and I'm writing your mother."

"No… No please don't do that."

"I'm sorry but I have to. It's procedure. Mr. Krassimira, I'm sorry you have to endure this kind of treatment, it WILL be put to a stop. I assure you."

"Th-Thank you Mrs. Stefana, you're so nice."

"Your welcome. Now run along. Mr. Riddle, you will report here at 7:00pm for your detention, understood?"

"But-"

"UNDERSTOOD?"

"Yes ma'mm."

"Good. Now get out of my sight."

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Dear Ms. Brawn,

I hate to write you under these circumstances but your son Tom has been acting up lately. He has repeatedly been picking on another boy, saying things like his mother is a whore. Now I've tried to correct your son's mistakes, help him see why this is wrong but frankly nothing has helped and I'm starting to become worried. He has not become violent with this other student but I fear that it may come to that. Drumstrang does not approve of your sons behavior and while he has been recieving punishment for his actions, they aren't making an affect on him. I have yet to bring this to our headmaster because I feel that there is some deeper issue here that can be resolved without the expulsion of your son, I'm sure you feel the same way. If there is somthing going on at home that would make him act out in such a manner towards those around him, it might be beneficial for you to alert the school so we can properly anticipate your sons’ deviant actions.

Once again I apologize for having to write you under these circumstances but I felt it must be done. He will be home in less than 72 hours I would greatly appreciate it if you would speak to him and get his side of the story since he hasn't told the truth yet. I should also let you know that I have received two letters from the boys parents, they are not happy and would like something to be done about this right away, I am trying to hold them at bay so that we may come to a solution that will keep your son at our institution. I am willing to meet with you and young Mr. Riddle during Winter Hols so that we can come to an agreed solution and plan of action together, thus ensuring your sons continued education here at Drumstrang School of Wizarding.

Thank you for your time and have a safe and happy holiday.

Sincerely,

Eboney Scroogay

"Titan. Take this letter to Ms. Brawn.”

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

God this is so stupid. I didn't even do anything but they always believe him. I hate him. I hope he dies! I had better write mum, I know that stupid Scroog-AY will be writing her.

Hi mom-

I'm sure you've already gotten Mrs. Scroogay's letter. It wasn't like that honest! He said those things to me. She didn't even let me get a word in to tell my side. She never lets me. Not once has she heard my side. I told her that it was him she blew me off. Mum it isn't fair. Why is it that all the kids pick on me for being fatherless? Is it that big of a deal? I don't understand. I'm sorry that you're in this position, I'll try and be good, stick to my room. Did I tell you how thankful that I have a private? Thank you mother so much for paying for one, I know it's expensive. Well, I gotta go do my homework now so I can have it done before detention, she always gives me detention, it's so stupid I didn't even do anything mum. Honest. You can question me when I get home. Anyways, I love and miss you. I hope you're day is going well. I know you think about dad a lot, don't though. He's not there, at home. You should get a hobby or somthing, being bored doesn't help. Trust me, I've been bored most of my life. Have a great day. Miss you.

Love your angel,

Tom

That should do it. I hope she is understanding and doesn't eat me alive when I get home.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

"What would you like for breakfast?" He looks good. Like nothing has changed at all, perfect, beautiful, mine.

"Anything."

"So three pancakes, margarine, syrup, and strawberries?"

"You know me too well Angel."

"..." I should. You are my everything.

TAP. TAP.

"I wonder… Oh it's a letter from Tom's school." What has happened now?

“Dear Ms. Brawn,

I hate to write you under these circumstances but your son Tom has been acting up lately. He has repeatedly been picking on another boy, saying things like his mother is a whore. Now I've tried to correct your son's mistakes, help him see why this is wrong but frankly nothing has helped and I'm starting to become worried. He has not become violent with this other student but I fear that it may come to that. Drumstrang does not approve of your sons behavior and while he has been recieving punishment for his actions, they aren't making an affect on him. I have yet to bring this to our headmaster because I feel that there is some deeper issue here that can be resolved without the expulsion of your son, I'm sure you feel the same way. If there is somthing going on at home that would make him act out in such a manner towards those around him, it might be beneficial for you to alert the school so we can properly anticipate your sons deviant actions.

Once again I apologize for having to write you under these circumstances but I felt it must be done. He will be home in less than 72 hours I would greatly appreciate it if you would speak to him and get his side of the story since he hasn't told the truth yet. I should also let you know that I have recieved two letters from the boys parents, they are not happy and would like somthing to be done about this right away, I am trying to hold them at bay so that we may come to a solution that will keep your son at our institution. I am willing to meet with you and young Mr. Riddle during Winter Hols so that we can come to an agreed solution and plan of action together, thus ensuring your sons continued education here at Drumstrang School of Wizarding.

Thank you for your time and have a safe and happy holiday.

Sincerely,

Eboney Scroogay”

"Why the nerve..."

"What?"

"I-I... Just read."

"Who is this Ms. Eboney Scroogay angel?"

"She's one of Tom's teachers. He's always getting into trouble with this one boy. What's his name? Khristo Krassimira. That's it. His family is an old Bulgarian one, very welthy, powerful, Tom doens't stand a chance against him. It's really quite unfair, but there's nothing I can do."

"Interesting..."

"Tom, he's a good boy, honest. He just gets picked on. You'd be proud of him though, highest grades in his schools history for his class, and he speaks different languages, very smart your son is. Just has trouble in a social situation." Sighing at the look Tom gave me, my attention was grabbed by another tapping at the window caught my attention.

I knew the owl, it was from my Tommy. "This letter will be from Tom."

"How do you know this?"

"Because he always writes me after an incident. Your son is very honest and open with me. If he did something, then he admits to it and accepts his punishment."

"That's... Good."

"Yes. Yes it is. A sign that he's mature and understands how the world works, for the most part. It's really quite unfair, but there's nothing I can do. But he's honest with me and that's all a mother can ask for in her children. Especially when he is being harassed by his heathen classmates"

"Interesting... Well at least he's honest with you, that's a good thing."

"Heathen classmates? Angel..."

"Well they are. Vile and horrid creatures for picking on him the way they do."

"Yes well... May I read his letter. I'm very interested about my son."

"I’ll read it aloud, and I can tell you more about him after or during your breakfast."

Opening the scroll I read,

“Hi mom-

I'm sure you've already gotten Mrs. Scroogay's letter. It wasn't like that honest! He said those things to me. She didn't even let me get a word in to tell my side. She never lets me. Not once has she heard my side. I told her that it was him she blew me off. Mum it isn't fair. Why is it that all the kids pick on me for being fatherless? Is it that big of a deal? I don't understand. I'm sorry that you're in this position, I'll try and be good, stick to my room. Did I tell you how thankful that I have a private? Thank you mother so much for paying for one, I know it's expensive. Well, I gotta go do my homework now so I can have it done before detention, she always gives me detention, it's so stupid I didn't even do anything mum. Honest. You can question me when I get home. Anyways, I love and miss you. I hope you're day is going well. I know you think about dad a lot, don't though. He's not there, at home. You should get a hobby or something, being bored doesn't help. Trust me, I've been bored most of my life. Have a great day. Miss you.

Love your angel,

Tom”

"That'll do."

"Interesting. Where's my food Angel, I'm starving."

Tom’s quip about his food drew my attention from my son and I hurried to place the plate in front of him. "Coming. Coming. Here."

"So... What do you want to do today?"

"I have some business to take care of."

"Business? So soon? You just got back Tom."

"So I did."

"B-but you... So soon?"

"Yes."

"So-"

"Evangaline stop. You know how important my work is. I am going to take care of my business and then I will return home and we can be together."

"Ok."

"In a few days."

"A few days?"

"Yes."

"But-"

"Do NOT argue with me!"

"I... Yes Tom."

"Now Angel, this food has been delicious, as always, you know just how to please me. I will return in two days time. And when I do. Be ready."

"Ready for what?"

"Me."

"Oh..."

"And about my son. Will you be telling him that I home?"

"I-I hadn't thought about what I was going to write back."

"Tell him. I have rules. Make sure he knows them. He is my son, but I will not accept any irrational behavior or problems in my home. I must go. Clean up the house, it isn't fit for company and we will be having company over more often now that I am back. Perhaps update it, I'm sure you still have money. Be a good girl and do everything that I ask from now on and you will make me happy. You want that don't you? To make me happy. Good. You understand everything I've just told you and will do it without question?"

"Yes Tom." And just like that he was gone. Left me alone again. Why did he do that? Come and go as he pleases. It's so cruel, all I want is him home with me. My son happy. Is it too much to ask... It's too much to ask him for anything, the answer must always be 'Yes Tom.' Nothing else. Because I am his and that is what he requires of me. But he said that if I do those things it'll make him happy. I want him happy. It will make me happy. We will be happy and he'll stay. What do I have to do today?

To Do:

1. Write Tom back, let him know what's going on and the rules, he must know them by the time he returns.

2. Clean up the house. Make it presentable. Call Narcissa... She knows how to make a home presentable.

3. Clean myself up. New clothes.

4. Get my angel his Christmas presents.

5. Get Tom Christmas presents.

6. Buy a house elf...

7. Clean up the yard. Make it presentable.

Alright. That's a full days work, if not more. I have two days. I'll start with writing a letter to Tom. Then I will get a house elf, then cleaning the house and yard, then floo Narcissa for help with making it look presentable. Then myself. After, I'll get their Christmas presents, tree, decorations. Yes this will do.
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Yes Tom	By : Sevy14 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I make no money from this story.

Yes Tom