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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

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AN: Sorry for very late update, I had to prepare for going to Japan suddenly and then I was in Japan all of October. But I am back now, here is the new chapter. By the way, the method of time travel used in this story is parallel universes are made, so any action done in the past doesn't effect the time travelers world/own timeline. Those who have seen the anime Dragon ball Z, it is like how Trunks time traveled.
Harry walked back into the school, he knew Tom would still be in the library and went to talk to him. His breath caught in his throat when he saw him, Tom was standing at one of the tables, books all over it. Tom hand one hand on the table, his other in his hair in frustration, reading over the different books. “Tom?”
The dark eyed boy looked up quickly, eyes filled with anger for a moment for being disturbed, then they relaxed. “Ah...Harry...” he sat in one of the chairs and put his hands to his face. “Sorry, I'm...not in a very good place right now.”
“Care to talk about it?” Harry pulled the chair out from across Tom and sat. The books on the table, Harry noticed, were about the school founders, as well as different year books. He glanced back to Tom's face, the other boy had removed his hands, and was now tracing his fingers over a picture of a strange looking woman.
“This is my mother.” Tom breathed in. “I apparently have a grandfather and a uncle, I don't know if they are alive or not, but if they are I want to talk to them. They are Purebloods and probably do not wish to associate with the child of mix blood like me...it must be why my mother didn't take me to them instead of the orphanage.” he closed his eyes.
Harry knew the reason for the founder books, Tom was heir of Slytherin, Harry had learned that his second year at Hogwarts, when Tom tried to kill him. Reaching out, he grabbed a hold of Tom's hand, holding it firmly. “If we can't stay at Hogwarts for the summer...I will go with you to see your family.”
“You are a good friend Harry...” Tom gave a small smile, looking at Harry's hand. “I know that Dumbledore is going to do everything in his power to stop me from staying here.” he moved his hand away, closing the books. “Want to help me put away this mountain?”
Together the boys put the books back on the shelves, it was almost curfew when they were done, it had been extended for the holiday. Heading back to the Slytherin dungeons, they saw other partied out students walking through the hall. Tom stood in the common room with Harry, he never felt very close with any of his “friends”, why was he so drawn to a boy he'd only known for such a short period.
“Is something wrong?” Harry turned to face Tom.
“Ah, I am just stressed...I processed too much information and had a disagreement with Professor Dumbledore...” Tom let out a sigh, his head hurt, and he just wanted to scream. His hate for the old man was strong, over powering him, and he just wanted him gone. “Harry, lets go to my room to discuss a different topic and get my mind off the annoyances in my life.”
Harry walked with Tom to his Prefect bedroom, the green sheets and pillows neatly on the bed, and the curtains drawn back and tied to the four post. Tom placed his hand to Harry's chest, pushing the other boy toward the bed. Their “experimenting” had gone like this, Harry would be pushed into the bed and Tom would start to kiss him. However, this time, Tom didn't kiss Harry right away, and instead held him. His face went into Harry's neck and he wrapped his arms around him, pressing close to him, and closing his eyes.
“Tom?”
“I want to be like this for a while....”
Wrapping his own arms around Tom, Harry looked up at the canopy of the bed. He had to be going crazy, this was Voldemort, and he could see Tom becoming darker. Harry's green eyes looked over to Tom's desk, where his diary rested, he could feel his stomach turn at the memory of when he really first met Tom. Harry gasped when Tom started kissing his neck.
“I must confess, my time with you has changed some aspects of my life...” Tom had been turning his own heart to stone over the last few years, he hated and used everyone around him, he never believed he could actually grow feelings for another being. “That bloody poltergeist is still annoying, but things have worked out for the best.” moving to a sitting position, Tom looked down at Harry. “I have grown feelings for you, I don't know what would have become of me if you hadn't come around.”
“...Tom...” Harry felt his scar sting, it always stung around him; but as time went by it hurt less. “I'm still confused about a lot of things...” trying to learn how to act like he belonged in the current time period for one. “I do have feelings too..” he had never kissed anyone before Tom, he had a big crush on Cho Chang, and had never even thought about liking another bloke before.
“Well, since that has been established...” Tom moved over Harry, kissing his lips, his hands going down Harry's sides to his hips.
Removing their clothing, they gave into their hormones. Tom moving his hands over Harry's muscles, from all the years of Quidditch. They did come across a slight problem, both being virgins who had previously had no interest in sex, and with Hogwarts not having a sexual education class; they didn't know what they were to do now that they were naked. It being the 1940's there weren't exactly any homosexual guide books in England for Tom to read and while Harry had come across porn that Dudley had snuck into the house, and blamed him for, he hadn't really looked at it.
Embarrassed by his lack of knowledge, Tom trailed his fingers along Harry's penis. “I know only the bare basics of how this works with women, at the orphanage we were given a sexual lesson, to make sure the older children knew to be careful and that it could lead to children being born. They told us about the diseases one could get if the boys were to go off with a lady of the night...” Harry started moving his hips upward against his hand. “Seeing as the only orifice men have is...here...” Tom moved his fingers down to Harry's ass. “I had heard of homosexuals, mostly people who were disgusted by them, and all I know is that they have sex anally...”
Shivering, Harry spread his legs some, his face red. “Yea...I've only heard in passing...I have spent more time worrying about more important things than sex...” he didn't wish to go into his families abuse or that Tom's future self and followers were out to kill him.
“I suppose we will figure out how it works as we go....” Tom kissed Harry again, moving his own cock against Harry's ass, pushing the head into him. He felt Harry tense up and jerk, but Harry just closed his eyes and tried to ignore the pain, he'd had his arm broken and been injured many times; he could get passed this pain.
Harry wrapped his arms around Tom's shoulders, he moved his tongue against Tom's, letting out a gasp, once Tom was completely inside him. Tom held Harry's hips, slowly beginning to move against him. Tom broke the kiss, moving his face to Harry's neck, his breathing hitching. Harry moved his hips with each of Tom's thrust, his heels digging into the bed, and his nails digging into Tom's back. The paler teen began to pick up speed, pulling out of Harry till only the head of his cock was inside Harry, thrusting back in hard.
“Tom!” Harry gasped, feeling something inside him get hit against, and it sent a shock of pleasure through his body. Having never even masturbated before, he couldn't handle it anymore, and his body locked up. Muscles tightening, his legs going stiff, and tightening around Tom's cock; he let out a loud moan and came.
Bucking his hips harder against Harry, Tom raised his hips upward, and came inside Harry. Tom's body shook, his heart racing, and he collapsed on top of the other teen. Pulling out of Harry, Tom rolled off him and laid beside him. Both of them winced at their muscles being stiffer than they were use to, even with all the Quidditch Harry had played, sex had made him use muscles he'd never used before.
“W..we need to do that more often...” Tom breathed out, swallowing.
“Ye..yea..” Harry tried to sit up, but his body was to exhausted.
“We're an absolute mess...” Tom let out a small laugh, grabbing his wand. “I'll clean us up with a cleaning spell, I hope no one heard us...I didn't put up a silencing spell or anything.” he flicked and swished his wand over them, cleaning up the mess they'd both made. “Maybe next time, we both will last a little longer?”
Harry let out a laugh of his own. “There has to be some material we can read, an anatomy book or something.”
“Mm..yes probably a good idea for us to learn how our bodies work a little better. It is a real shame Hogwarts doesn't have such classes, we do learn vague anatomy for some classes. But, it isn't like they tell us how our genitals and other areas work...” Tom pulled Harry to him.
Muggle studies did have some periods for math,science,history, and other studies of the Muggle world; though in the current time period they hadn't started the classes up. Harry having grown up in the Muggle school system till he was eleven, had believed he didn't need the classes, and he knew not many students cared to go to it anyway.
“I need to go back to my room before they think I am out passed curfew.” Harry groaned as he sat up, his lower back was hurting. He managed to get dressed, while Tom just laid on his back in bed. “I'll see you tomorrow.” before Harry could move away from the bed, Tom sat up, and pulled him down some; he pressed his lips to Harry's.
Breaking the kiss, Tom's dark eyes stared into Harry's. “I want it to be stated officially, I want to be your boyfriend. This shouldn't be considered an experiment any longer.”
Harry could feel his face warming up and he smiled, trying to hide that he was having some secret issues with his mental state by saying. “Yes, I will be your boyfriend.” he was released and exited Tom's room. Heart racing, Harry walked quickly to his 5^th year Slytherin boys room. 'I must be mad.' he thought, sliding into his bed, and looking up at the canopy of his bed. 'I just agreed to date, bloody hell, I even let him shag me...' closing his eyes, he turned to his side, and pulled his sheets over himself. 'Maybe this is a good thing, maybe I can stop him from becoming a murdering psycho...'
Exhaustion took Harry over, his thoughts soon drifting, replaced with visions of Tom as a young adult arguing with Dumbledore in the Headmasters office. Harry watched from behind Tom, as the man asked to work as a professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but Dumbledore and Headmaster Dippet refused, Dippet saying Tom was way too young for the job and should apply in a few years; Dumbledore looked uneasy and advised Dippet against it.
Tom left the office in a silent rage, he didn't want to risk being unable to apply again in a couple years by blowing up and yelling curses. Harry could feel all the anger and emotions going through Tom. “They never trust me, they are holding me back, they treat me like I know nothing!” Tom grumbled to himself as he walked down the hall. “Dumbledore will pay for treating me with such disdain, I will show him, I will show them all, and they will get what they deserve for what they have done to me!”
Harry watched as the man stormed out of the school, he could only see what Tom had seen in that memory, and he really wished he could have stayed in the Headmaster's office to listen to the older mens discussion; as well as see if Dumbledore had followed him out. What did confuse Harry the most was, why was he seeing an older version of Tom, was he still some how connected to his own timeline? Or was he seeing the future? Had he been given the power of a Seerer from going through the veil? He had many questions and wondered if he'd have any more dreams like that.
The feeling the dream had given Harry, scared him the most, feeling all of Tom's emotions and rage in the dream. It had caused him to wake up angry at Headmaster Dippet and Dumbledore, for their negligence in noticing that they could have helped him and stopped him from his dark path. Though, he knew from how old dream Tom was, it had been after the Chamber of Secrets and he'd already blamed Hagrid for the attacks and Death of Moaning Myrtle.
Upon thinking about Myrtle, Harry felt a twist in his stomach, realizing that this was the year she died. He didn't know the exact dates of the events of the first time the Chamber was opened, for all he knew, Tom could have already opened it; but as he hadn't heard the whispers of the Basilisk, he knew it was highly unlikely. He'd seen Hagrid walking around the halls, he was relieved to see he hadn't been blamed for the attacks, and he hadn't heard of any Muggleborns being attacked.
Waking up fully, Harry climbed out of bed, his lower back still hurting, and dressed for classes. He was dating Tom Riddle, the thought spinning around in his head, dating Voldemort. Shaking his head, he left the room to go to the Great Hall and grab some breakfast. While on his way, he saw Myrtle, the girl was being bullied by some other girls, and she ran off crying to the girls bathroom. Harry wanted to stick up for her for moral reasons, but inside, he hated thinking like this, he didn't really care to much for her and found her annoying as a ghost; mostly he found her to be a perverted peeping tom.
A voice in Harry's head seemed to nag at him, telling him he should be truthful to Tom if he really cared for him. The voice was right, Harry knew that if he continued to lie to Tom for too long, that it would turn Tom against him if he ever found out another way; but, Harry knew he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone he time traveled. So many conflicting thoughts kept going through Harry's mind, before he knew it, he was sitting at the Slytherin table beside Tom, with the dark eyed boy talking to his “friends.”.
Under the table, Tom slipped his hand over Harry's holding it lightly. Both boys ate their breakfast, talked with their housemates, and headed off to their classes. Dumbledore had been watching the two of them, his expression blank, and Harry felt like someone was trying to pry around into his head. It wasn't the first time Harry had that feeling, he had shrugged it off the first time he'd met Dumbledore in his time and in the current time, and he remembered feeling it every so often in his time. However, while when he was in his time, he would zone out for very short periods after the feeling, this time he felt like something was helping him block his mind and keep whoever it was out.
TBC
AN: this is going to be a dark!Harry fic, right now he is just dealing with his moral golden boy personality and confusion.
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