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Yes Tom
By : Sevy14
Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female
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Slowly I turn the doorknob and push the door open. As the filtering light of the hallway meets with the light of the study I don't see Tom, not at first. "Tom?" I say as I step through. He's not at his desk, a first, but it's very clean, very void of anything upon it. I frown, not even his quills are upon the smooth wood.

"Shut the door Angel." He says.

A bit startled I turn and see Tom standing in the corner on the side of the door. My frown turning ponderous as I close the door gently I look at him, as he looks at me out from the shaded gloom. "What was that noise?"

His arms crossed, leaning against the wall, but strong still, tense even, as though he's holding the wall up and not the other way around. "I dropped a book."He responds as he pushes himself up off of the wall and steps towards me. The length of his legs allow him to reach me in three strides, even with the enormity of the room.

"You dropped a book? It certainly didn't sound as though you did." His face doesn't change and I continue on. "Tom, I love you, you know that. But now Tommy is my number one priority, I hope that you understand when I say that I don't want any hanky panky going on in here-no matter if it is your study." At this his face does change. A myriad of changes pass over it and I sense a scolding of some sort, but it doesn't come. He only nods.

"I understand."

"I-what?" I manage to get out. "What do you mean? I don't-I don't mean to insult Tom, I just don't want my baby to get hurt because you're working on a... project." I raise my arm and put it upon his chest, hoping he'd see I didn't mean any insult.

"I understand, Angel. That's what I mean." He pauses and looks down at the hand upon his chest. I move to pull it away and he catches it midair. "And I'm aware you didn't mean to insult me in any way. You never do."

I nod and exhale, unaware that I'd been holding my breath. "Alright, good. Good." Almost at a loss for words I look up at him, he still clutching my hand with his right, but releases it suddenly and moves away, back behind his desk, out of reach. He's always just out of reach I think as I turn and move to sit across from him.

His hands steepled in front of his trunk, he says, "Was there anything else?"

"Well yes actually." I say, raising my eyes from his hands, meeting his dark ones.

A moment pause seems to draw his impatience, "Well what? I'm busy."

"Oh, um, well if you're too busy I can talk to you later." I say breathlessly and rise, straightening and pressing down the front of my clothes. His face is unchanging still, and I turn moving around the chair before he speaks again.

"What Angel?" His tone lighter, if steel can get lighter.

I turn a quarter to face him, "It's just Tommy, that's all." I take a deep breath, "Really, I can just talk to you about it after you've conducted your business. No hurry Tom." His face though is impatient and I turn, walking towards the door and opening it. As I step out I turn and look back, "I'm sorry for interrupting, I just wanted to be sure everything was alright after that loud noise." And then I shut the door. Stopping by the kitchen I ask the house elves to prepare a light lunch and then I head back up to my room.

Tommy's still asleep as I enter the room and move around to the side of the bed. After climbing carefully under the covers I wrap my arms around his upper body and give him a gentle hug, snuggling him a bit.

"Angel, you're lost."

Startled by Tom's voice I jump and place my hand over my breast. "Tom!" He nods and steps into the room. "I'm not lost. I'm right here, in my bed."

He cocks his head as he reaches the end of the bed. "Our bed, Angel." I just look at him, confused. "You don't know how to be who you were these past few years and who you are with me. You're lost. You continue to go back and forth between the Angel you are with me to your sons mother, and you're lost."

I just stare at him. "I don't think I'm lost really... Just attempting to figure out how to be both, equally." I say, with a nod of finality at the end. "But I think, Tom," I say looking up at him cautiously, "That change mustn't just come from me, but both of us. And I know how that can be hard."

A nod, "I see." He moves around to his side of the bed. "Well, I've been putting a lot of thought into this situation and I except you to be the best mother. The best. No exception to the meaning or variation. But I also expect you to be my wife, just as you always were."

As he finishes he sinks onto the bed, his head leaned back against the wooden headboard. I look on. "I agree, I just am unsure how to make it work equally." His voiced opinion was out of character for him. Very out of character, which worried me some. "You're not thinking of leaving again?"

He opens one eye and looks over, "Leaving Angel?"

"Yes, like before." He just closes his eye as way of response. "I know he hasn't really shown it, but Tommy is quite tickled to say he actuallyhas a father. I can see in his face."

"Hmmph."

"He never questioned why I never took another Tom. Not once." I say more to myself than him. "It's almost like he knew that I couldn't-couldn't ever do that. Not to your memory." After a pause I realize what I've said and clear my throat and look over. "Anyways, thank you for acknowledging him and I-I will try to be better."

"Do you ever leave the house Angel?"

His question surprising I give him a questioning gaze, "Yes. Often Tommy and I take walks, or go see a show, or something. He mentioned seeing a show in a few days... If you're interested in joining."

"Angel, I don't do cheery, peppy, happy-till-ones-sick holiday shows, you know that."

I smile and lean over, punching him playfully upon the arm. "Well then we'll have to see if "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas" is playing, or perhaps the local showing of "Scrouge," has tickets for sale still." He just glares openly at me. "I'll inquire and let you know what I find out."

"That is fine. Have you ate?"

His tone is back, quietly I respond, "No Tom. I've asked the house elves to bring some food up."

He nods. We'll eat then, together." The last word he says gruffly, uncomfortably.

I just nod and smile at him. "Alright. I'd like that." It's silent for a moment, "Tom, will you be going out for work this evening?"

Instantly the temperature in the room feels as though it drops a degree. "You know I don't like talking about work with you."

I nod, "Tom I'd only like to know so that if a show is on tonight if we could-"

"Not tonight."

I nod. Oh... "So you are going out then?"

"What I am doing is none of your concern until I make it your concern." Sharply he looks over and stares. I can feel my insides quiver at the coldness within those eyes.

"Yes Tom, I understand." I say quite quietly.

"Good." He says and rests his head back down upon the headboard.
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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