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The other side of the Veil	By : yaoiboydaisuke Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 14288 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Tom put a hand up to stop Harry from saying anything. “Look, that was my first kiss and...”
“...Yea it was my first kiss too...” Harry wished Peeves was alive, so he could kill him.
Letting out a sigh, Tom started to pace in his Prefect bedroom. “It was just touching of lips, it doesn't have to actually mean anything. You were pushed forward by that stupid Poltergeist, it wasn't like it was on purpose.” he swallowed, his foot starting to tap on the floor. “We hardly even know each other, yes you are one of my greatest friends, even more now that you helped make it so I don't have to return to the Muggle Orphanage... We can just forget it happened, it meant nothing.” Tom shocked himself at how hard it was to say the last sentence, he'd only known Harry for a little over a week.
Biting his bottom lip, Harry was still thinking about how surprisingly soft the other boy's lips were. “Yea, right, we can just forget it happened and continue being friends.” it happened fast, shocking both of them.
Tom had turned on his heels and shoved Harry into the wall, kissing him hard, gripping both of Harry's shoulders, and his eyes closed tightly. Harry let out a small sound, before closing his own eyes and kissing Tom back; both not doing a sloppy job of it as they'd never kissed anyone before and were copying what they'd seen others do. Tom felt a shiver go through his body, he slowly opened his eyes at the same time Harry had decided to, both of them looking into each other. It was the first time Tom ever really looked someone in the eyes, he found himself drawn into the beautiful emerald green eyes.
“...This isn't forgetting it, is it?....” Tom said only a few inches away from Harry's lips.
“...No its not...” Harry leaned forward capturing Tom's lips with his own again.
The two fifteen year old boys slowed the pace of their kissing, both embarrassed by their lack of experience, they began to get better naturally. Tom's hands slid down to Harry's hips, they broke the kiss, breathing in deep, Tom reached up and ran a finger over Harry's scar. “I was wondering, where did you get the scar?”
Harry wished Tom hadn't brought the scar up, it only made him remember who exactly he'd just been snogging. “The Wizard who killed my parents tried to kill me too, he ended up leaving me with this scar before the Aurors came and arrested him.”
Tom moved away from Harry. “I'm sorry for bringing up a bad memory...”
“I was a baby, I only know about it from what I was told.” Harry scratched the top of his head, the mood was killed, and he was having conflicting feelings. “Um, we should probably go to the great hall, I'm starting to feel hungry.”
“Before we leave this room, are we going to forget about all of this or are we going to...” Tom asked awkwardly, he didn't know what he wanted to really ask, he had never experienced love before, he didn't even know if that was what he was feeling. He'd seen how Muggles treated homosexuality and he knew that there were openly gay students in the school, that most Wizards didn't care about what sexuality a person was; but he also knew there were still some homophobic Wizards and Witches.
“It is a bit of a strange situation...” The green eyed boy fidgeted. “Up until the other day I thought I only liked girls...”
Tom raised an eyebrow. “The other day? So you were starting to fancy me before the kiss?” he let out a laugh, Harry's face had turned completely red, almost as red as a Weasley's hair. Tom wasn't making things easy for Harry, his laugh and the smile that came across his hansom face struck the green eyed boy in the heart.
Harry remembered thinking Tom from the diary had been good looking, but since he was only twelve at the time, it was only a observation, rather than an attraction, and the Tom standing in the room with him was the same age as he was then. “Well, I've enjoyed being around you, more than I believed I would when I met you...” as he wanted to kill him.
“You are strange...” Tom walked toward the door. “I suppose we could, experiment, with whatever this is...if it was a heat of the moment type of situation or if it is more. We can still be friends in either case, at least I believe we can.” the two boys then exited the room.
Harry found himself getting more attention from the other Slytherin students, they started asking him more questions instead of watching him suspiciously. Harry was starting to make more friends than just being around Tom, he also had been distant with his housemates, if the Ministry ever found a way to send him back to the future, he didn't want to have to lose more friends. He had a minor freak out at the Ministry once every thing had officially sunk in, that he was never going to see Ron and Hermione, or any of the others that hadn't been born yet and by the time they were, he'd be old; the Minister told him that it was highly unlikely they'd be able to send him back. The only thing that had kept Harry from forcing the subject of sending him back to his time, was the thought of stopping the Dark Lord from gaining power, and save the lives of so many.
Tom began to spend a lot more time in the library, he wanted to know more about his mother and her family, more than what he'd been told or over heard. Because of his conversation with Harry, it had sparked his renewed interest in the subject, he had to know if he had any other family members on his Wizard side, someone who could tell him about his mother and why she would have fallen for a Muggle man that abandoned her while she was pregnant with him; he was still disgusted that his mother had been the Witch and his father the Muggle. He'd already learned as much as he could stand about his father during the summer, the man was rich and while being an adult, was still living with his parents. He'd tried to contact him several times, only to be told that his mother had enchanted him; though it was more of a figure of speech, his father would have been thought mad if he claimed his wife had been a witch.
Had Harry known what Tom was up to, he'd have stopped him, but he believed Tom was just studying; he was after all a Prefect and one of the best students in the school. It had been a little over a month since they started to experiment with each other, Tom didn't seem any different, but the boy was always good at hiding his real emotions, and Harry should have paid closer attention. Tom and Harry's relationship was only kissing and neither of them had admitted to feeling it was more than an experiment now.
Harry was walking down the hall Halloween night after the holiday feast, Tom had left the Great Hall moments before, and he'd have followed him sooner had he not been talking with other students. “I don't think it would be fair to other orphan students if you and Potter were to stay at the school during the summer, even with the Ministries permission, the Headmaster has already sent an owl to the Ministry about the matter.” Dumbledore was standing in the hall with Tom, Tom's eyes were wide and trying to hide the anger boiling behind them. “I'm sorry, but we can't have favoritism.” Harry listened in shock, it had been a month since they'd been told they could, why was Dumbledore just now destroying Tom's hope.
“Sir, please, I can't go back to that place! At least let me go to a Wizard Orphanage, if it isn't possible for me to stay here.” Tom pleaded. “I can't be around those Muggle children anymore, I'm not a Muggle or a Muggleborn, I don't belong there....” he always believed Dumbledore had something against him. “Why do you want me to suffer, they don't understand that I am better than they are, they believe I am just a freak. Most of them are there because of the Muggle war going on, they are more annoying than the others, crying and screaming in the middle of the night.”
Dumbledore frowned at the boy, Harry was slightly disappointed in both of them, Tom for showing he still looked down on Muggles, and Dumbledore for meeting with Tom alone to ruin his happy feeling of being allowed to live in the school; it actually ruined Harry's hopes as well. “You really should change that way of thinking Mr. Riddle. The Muggles are having an even worse war than we are, you should show some compassion or at least an understanding, that they are having a difficult time.”
“If you really believe that, then why don't you go to the Ministry and get them to stop the Muggle war, it only would take a couple killing curses to...” Tom was cut off.
“The Ministry doesn't believe it our business to interfere, you know that. It has been explained to all students, it is something only Muggles can deal with.” Dumbledore watched Tom closely.
“You all only care about the war happening on our side, how different is that from not caring that Muggles are dying every day? You claim to want Muggles and Muggleborns to be treated without prejudiced, while we hide ourselves from them. They can not know we exist, yet Wizards and Witches are allowed to marry Muggles. I am also quite sure there are Wizards working secretly in the Muggle war, yet you claim it isn't our business to interfere?” Tom took a breath. “This world is amass with hypocrisy, someone needs to change how things are handled.”
“All wars end, things will change in time, but the changes I believe you are wanting would lead this world into a darker path.” Dumbledore paused. “I believe this conversation is over. You will be returning to the Muggle Orphanage, Mr.Potter will be returning to the Ministry or the Wizard Orphanage he came from originally. Do try to get along with them, thinking to highly of yourself will bring you nothing but darkness.” the old man walked down the hall, leaving Tom to punch the wall hard.
“...I will get you for this you old bastard....I will show you and all of the Wizarding world, all of the Muggle world, I will change this whole world.” Tom's rage boiled, his eyes flashed red, and he dug his nails into the wall, glaring at it. “I will rule this world as its Lord.”
While Tom's rage filled words were said in Parseltongue, Harry had heard every word. Being friends with Tom and even showing him a form of love, had not changed a thing. The pale hansom boy that Harry found himself falling in love with, was still the cold monster that murdered his parents and caused the deaths of many others. It hurt in his chest, he had to chose to confront Tom in hopes of changing his mind or going back to his original plan to get rid of the threat. Dumbledore's lack of understanding or care that Tom was slowly going into complete madness, that the Muggle Orphanage was not a good place for him, had also put Harry into conflicting thoughts about the man.
Tom stalked off down the hall angrily, heading for the library to continue researching his mother's family tree. He had found that Pureblood families really liked to keep extensive log of their family tree from all of their bloodlines, at least as far back as they could; but it didn't include the illegitimate children that were possibly out there. His family was related to many other families, but the one branch that led to his mothers family being the only heirs led him to Salazar Slytherin. “I'm related to Slytherin....” Tom's eyes were wide, he quickly began to do more research about the man who helped make the school, and was a known to also dislike Muggleborns being in the school.
Harry had headed to the Owlery to send a request to Minister Diggory, in the hopes that he could try to convince the Headmaster to let them stay at the school, in a last ditch effort to avoid having to deal with Tom. It was a long shot, he knew that, the Minister wasn't his actual guardian, nor did he have any other reason to entertain more of Harry's request; Harry had been given a large amount of money and already had a few request fulfilled, he couldn't expect to get everything he wanted. Sending the owl off, he watched it fly away, hoping that he'd get one more favor granted to him.
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