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- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
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- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Chapter 10
- 11-Ch 10.5
- 12-Chapter 10part 3
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Tom dove
without thinking, as the young witch dropped and
scrambled for the wand.� He couldn�t
allow Severus to reach it!� The result
could be unthinkable.� Reason having
failed, the man would, without a doubt, subdue him and employ a harsher mode of
control.� There were a number of brews
that Tom could think of to temporarily or permanently enslave a wizard.� Potions far more insidious than the Amortentia his own mother, a rather mediocre witch, had
employed to ensnare his father.�� Severus
had always been one of his more ruthless servants when his own interests were
at stake.� He would not hesitate to
administer such a potion.� He would
likely even succeed in convincing himself that it was �for the best� for Tom
also..
The
unexpected cry from the corner of the room near the door came too late - Tom
and Severina collided, rolling in a tangle of limbs,
Tom losing his towel almost immediately and not caring in the slightest.� He didn�t even register hearing anything - he
was in such a state of wild panic, punching and trying to restrain the smaller
squirming form, whose reaching, straining hand was inches from the wooden stick
on the floor.

When a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his chest from behind and dragged
him backward, Tom lashed out frantically.�
His elbows and feet connected here and there, making his unexpected
assailant grunt in reaction, but the arms around him did not let go.� If anything they held him even more tightly.
�Tom!� Stop!�
Stop now!� It�s over!�
He froze
as a wave of numbing aversion washed over him.�
Potter.�
Holding him down again.. He couldn�t escape.. It was going to happen again!

The boy�s chest pressed against his back.�
Tom started to shake.

Even with rational thought returning - his mind clearing again and telling him
that it hadn�t truly been Harry; that it had been Severus who had attacked him
- It did not stop his body from reacting automatically and paradoxically.� He wanted to turn and tear Harry�s throat
out.� He wanted to scream.� He couldn�t quite break free of the strangely
helpless paralysis pinning him in place.��

The boy�s scent..�
His hands. ��Harry�s body against his skin.. It all affected him on a level beyond reason.
�Remove yourself from my person, Potter� he gritted out in a low,
icy voice, his entire form trembling.
�I could
not agree more! Get your ignorant, thieving little paws off him, Potter!� And release your
damned command or I promise you - I shall
ensure that the entire rebellion falls!�
You will not manage to prevent it.�
I have insurance already in
place to that end.� It was and is my campaign after all, despite your pathetic
posturing.�
Tom�s
eyes darted back to the little witch on the floor wiping at her bloodied face
and trying and failing to touch the
wand, her fingers repelled a bare inch from its surface.��

Severina was glaring over Tom�s shoulder at Potter.� Her eyes flicked between them both, rapidly
scanning down Tom�s unclothed body with a deeply possessive expression.�
Seeing Severus
look at him like that while Harry restrained him was making him feel ill.
He
shivered unwillingly as the arms around him loosened and withdrew.�

The towel was now on the far side of the witch on the floor.� He did not intend to go over there to
retrieve it.

Reaching for his own wrist automatically, although he knew it was bare, he remembered with rancour the minor argument he
had had with Severus the previous morning.�
The man had insisted that he remove the portkey
bracelet or risk contaminating some of the samples.� Eventually, unable to sway the potions
master, he had removed the bracelet and slipped it into the back pocket of his
jeans.� In his exhaustion after the many
different painful procedures he�d submitted to, he hadn�t remembered to put it
back on when he dressed.�
It was
not even worth checking his pocket.. yet he did so anyway, dully confirming his suspicion.� It was gone.�
Naturally.�
It was
his own fault for believing in the boy.. allowing himself to be brought here - seduced by fantastical
dreams. To think he might escape his pureblood hunters, only to destroy them
from within their midst - the very suggestion was ludicrous.� He should have walked out of the bar the
moment that he recognised Harry Potter on the stage.
Tom
considered making a break for the door.�
Perhaps he might get out of here.. manage to find a door that led to the street and escape into
the german muggle world.� Severus could not use his wand for the moment,
but that state of affairs would likely not last, considering that Potter was a
principled little runt and the future of wizarding Britain would mean far more
to him than Tom�s own freedom.�

Fitting, Tom conceded, since he would gut the boy without a second thought if
he were faced with the same choice.�

Harry had spent a goodly number of years around the potions master � he should know exactly how vicious and stubborn
the man could be � Severus did not threaten idly.

Holding his breath, Tom glanced at the door again and wet his top lip
nervously.
�You
would really destroy everything over
this?!� Harry asked in disbelief from
about a metre behind him.�
�Try me.�
the witch growled bloodthirstily.
�...Severus,
you fucking arse..�
Harry groaned wearily. �I�ll never forgive you for this!�
Realising
the boy was about to let Severus off the leash, Tom bounded over the witch on the
floor as if the starting shot to a race had been fired, and almost flew at the
door, tugging at it uselessly with all his strength.� It was locked and warded.� He could not get out.� Severus was a methodical bastard as
always.�

There was only apparition.� He would have
to try to outrun the ministry hitwizards.�

His mind whirred, constructing a plan even as his eyes darted in wild panic.
Yes.. yes... there was no other truly
feasible alternative. �He would apparate, transfigure clothes as quickly as he could and
then pondjump through cities to make distance, stopping
at each for short dashes into the muggle throng to hopefully lose his
pursuers.�

He was somewhat limited by the distance he could cover safely via apparition,
but he thought he saw a path.� Berlin,
Warsaw, Budapest, Bucharest, Istanbul, Athens, Nicosia, Cairo, Khartoum.� Would that be far enough?!� He was concerned about the last jump � the
distance was too long and he would be rather depleted by that point.� He hadn�t eaten yesterday and his health was
not optimal after the invasive extractions the previous day.� He had to act now.� Harry would release the order any second.
�Severus
� You can hold your wand, but you�re not to use it
against Tom or myself.� And you can�t
speak.�
Tom�s
breath caught.� He hesitated on the bare
knife edge of disapparating, pulling himself back at
the last possible fraction of a second.
Harry had
met Severus� conditions in the ultimatum, but not in the way the man had
wanted.� In effect, he had chosen Tom
over the wizarding world!��

An unexpected response, all things considered.

...If there were any remaining chance
of getting what the boy had promised him..� Any at all.. it would possibly be worth waiting.� Could the boy perhaps order Severus into
submission?�

Risking an alert by using magic was no small matter.� The ministry was relentless when they were
trailing.� It had been so damn close the
last two times..
He
realised the boy�s naive error at once after only a glance at the potions
master � Harry had not issued any further restrictions and Severus� intent was
painted all over his pretty bruised face � however there was no time to warn
the fool.� The young witch vanished with
a crack.
And the
door was still warded.
Naturally.
Forgetting
all about his own surprise and momentary hope, Tom groaned in frustrated
annoyance at the brat�s stupidity.� Had
he no sense?!� What manner of order was �
do not use your wand against one of us?!�

Severus could have just as easily transfigured the wardrobe into a nest of
poisonous spiders.. or a
charging bull.. or could have filled the room with
water and denied them the spells that might have preserved their lives.� In contrast to what the man might have done..
disapparating was
generous.� And Severus had known it too!

In all likelihood he would return with someone else�s wand and subdue Harry
before he could issue any further commands and then.. then Tom himself
could have the choice between certain enslavement of his mind and/or body by an
infatuated servant, or endless torture and probable destruction of his physical
form by Lucius and the new pureblood coalition.
Returning
to plan A, Tom readied his mind once again to disapparate.�
�Tom!� Don�t!!��
Harry cried, keeping his eyes fixed to Tom�s,
his hands raised in a pseudo calming gesture.�
�Don�t do anything!� I can fix
this!� I swear!�
The foolish child � again.�
What did he think he was playing at?!�
Did he truly imagine that he
would be trusted after displaying his utter ineptitude and throwing away his
momentary advantage over Severus!?� The
boy was an idiot. Let him remain here in this room.� Perhaps Severus wouldn�t come back after all.. perhaps he would sulk, leaving Harry
to starve.� More likely, the boy would
eventually try to apparate away and, no longer having
the Malfoy boy to protect him from prying eyes, would be caught at once.
Harry
reached into his pocket slowly.� Tom
narrowed his eyes, curiosity and wariness warring.� He should leave now. Severus could return at
any second.� But what if the boy had
something.. a portkey..

Yes!� The charmed bracelet Tom had
made.�� Perhaps Harry had found it and
brought it with him..
�Look.. just wait!� Wait, Ok?!�
Please!� I wasn�t just sitting all
day staring at the walls yesterday.. or last night either.. we�re not
trapped!�
Tom
raised a dubious eyebrow, his lips thinning.�
What was Harry going to do now to make their situation worse?!
The boy withdrew
his hand slowly from his pocket to reveal..a muggle
mobile phone?!�
Would the
idiocy never cease?!�� Harry thought to
call for help with a device that would not even operate within this magically saturated area?!

Tom curled his lip in disgust, tempted to use his final moments in this place
to curse the boy before he left.
�It
works.� I promise!� I used it this morning before I crept in here
while Severus was checking on the lab.�
He does it every morning at four because of the live cultures.�� Just.. Just wait
alright.. and I�ll have Mione
start working on the door.� It shouldn�t
take long..�
Ignoring
the faint fleeting flicker of hope, Tom gestured impatiently for him to get on
with it.
Harry
seemed to let out the breath he was holding and pulled something open on the
little silvery object in his hand, poking at it hurriedly before putting it to
his ear, looking at the floor near Tom�s feet with an anxious faraway
expression.
�Yeah,
Come get us!...� ...No..it... it was worse than that!� I don�t know if...� ...No, he�s gone - I fucked up, but he...
...yeah...� ...yeah ok.� Hurry!...��

There was a longer pause and then Harry�s face fell sharply.� �...What?!!!...�

�His wide eyes darted up to Tom and
flickered in honest worry and false reassurance.� Whatever it was, it was not good news.��

�Fuck..� Fuck!!�
Harry hissed softly into the silver box.�
�Well... just... just...use the backup....� ...No i�m
not kidding! Fuck!...�
...Yeah, I know....� ...Damnit I KNOW!!...
...so don�t tell them...�
..Yes. I know, Mione.� I
helped come up with the thing... ...No.� Just find a way!...� ...NO!..�� ...No!..� ...I don�t care!...� ...Mione � I DON�T CARE!!� Just fucking DO it!�
Harry
snapped the silver box shut hard and shoved it in his pocket, starting toward
Tom and stopping, hands raised again at the instinctual retreat this
evoked.� He looked desperate and
frustrated and held out a hand beseechingly, obviously wanting Tom to take it.�

�Look!� We�re leaving!� It�s a portkey.. You have to hold onto me or you�ll be left behind.� Please Tom.. Please.. just
trust me!�
The hand
hung in the air, fingers outstretched.�
Tom weighed up the relative danger of leaping into the unknown with this
wretched creature again versus leaving on his own power and attempting to elude
capture.�

He had run before.� He could succeed
again.� Taking Harry�s hand would almost
certainly amount to more pain and greater danger.� At least Lucius and
the Ministry were predictable.

Shaking his head slightly he released the apparition impulse and turned on the
spot.
Nothing
happened.�

Well.� �Nothing� would be inaccurate.� He was promptly wearing Harry like a very
large and heavy backpack and his eyes were roughly covered by a hand, but apparition certainly did not ensue.
He struggled
with no success to get the boy off his unclothed body and felt Harry�s legs
tighten around him, locking around his waist, only moments before the
unpleasant tug of a portkey gripped his intestines
and dragged them both away
The
sensation went on for much longer than any other portkey
he�d experienced.� He could feel Harry
slipping slightly, as if he were being pulled off him.� Preferring not to be dropped somewhere
unknown, probably from a great height, Tom gripped onto the other boy�s
jean-clad legs for grim death.�

Harry curled tighter in response, burying his face against the back of Tom�s
neck.�

It was..

he didn�t like it.

Now was not an opportune moment to pull away, however.� Tom gritted his teeth and ignored the
conflicting impulses running through his body.
They
landed hard.�� Brutally hard in fact.� Rather than the dainty drift downward or even
the sharp drop onto the floor that Severina�s portkey had produced, Tom had the feeling that the ground
had reared up and slammed into him in a vicious attempt to shatter every bone
in his body.�� Harry�s legs around him
had protected his hips somewhat, but it only meant that his shoulders got the
brunt of the blow.

Harry, his hand still firmly over Tom�s eyes, was wincing and groaning.� He gave a faint
cough.�
�Don�t
open your eyes.� his soft voice hushed against his ear. �This place is
protected by more than just a fidelius.�
When they come � just keep quiet and don�t move.� I�ll fix things as soon as I can.� I won�t let anyone hurt you, Tom!�
And
indeed � there were people approaching somewhere.� Tom could hear a door unlocking.� It was apparently an extensively secured
door.� A number of different locks unlocked
before it gave a metallic creak in opening.

He tensed in dread.� Yes.� It turned out there was a way for Potter to fuck things up for him just that little bit
more.�

Would it really..truly..
be worse to be discovered by the ministry, than to be
exposed within the stronghold of those who had suffered under his own
campaign.. who had lost friends and family to the
death eaters and had sworn their lives to the fight?!
�Har- oh bloody hell!� a pleasantly deep male voice started
and then seemed to halt in shock.� �He�s...um...�
Tom felt
a charm settle upon him and his lower body was suddenly sheathed in trousers.�
�Who is
that?!� a new male voice demanded suspiciously.�
�Herman � what have you done?!�
The device was not to be used except in dire circumstances and it was never to be used when Harry was in the
company of others.� Jasper.. Devis � Get in here.�
�He
insisted, Purdue!� a different male voice protested. �It was an order � and he
brought ...er.. whoever that is.. on purpose. �Look at the way they�re lying!� Clearly it was Harry�s decision to bring him �
and if Harry trusts them.. then
maybe-�
�No, Herm!� You know how easy it would be to fuck everything up that we�ve worked so hard
to achieve.� I don�t care how it looks � till we can get this sorted out �
I want him put in stasis in the box.� ��
�...Alright.� You�re probably right.� -Till we sort it out.�
There was
a silence.� Tom wished he could see what
was going on.
�Herman...
I�ve never..in all the years that i�ve
known you, heard you agree to put someone in the box.� ...What�s going on?!�� You know who this fucker is, don�t
you?!� It�s someone that you didn�t agree with bringing
here.� ...Out with it!� If-�
Harry
spoke up now � finally, in Tom�s
opinion � as the boy moved away, uncurling himself from Tom�s back but leaving
his hand in place over his eyes.

�Leave off, Purdue.� I know I broke the
protocol � but you know damn well that I
set the protocol and i�m telling you � you�re not
raising a hand against him.�� You don�t
need to know who he is.� He is vital to our
plans.� He is trusted by me.� I vouch for him.� I don�t want to hear this bullshit.� Stop wasting my time. Go and hunt down Snape �
he�s gone rogue.�
�What?!!� Why?!!� What the hell happened last night?!� Everything was fine at his last blip.� What could make him run from you?!!�
�You don�t need to know that either
right now.� Just track his splinter now and drag him back.� Don�t bother using the one he�s aware he�s
got � Merlin knows what�ll come back. �He�s
probably extracted it and planted it elsewhere by now.� Write that one off.� Use the failsafe.�

You need to send a few people back to the safehouse
to recover everything in the lab.� Do it
now before we lose the samples.

And get me Creevey and Andros in here!�
Tom
couldn�t help raising his eyebrows in surprise beneath the warm hand covering
his eyes.�

Who was this boy?!� Surely not Potter..� He sounded like an
entirely different wizard.� A leader.. Someone far more dispassionate,
unyielding and mercenary than the pretty green-eyed stripper than he had seen
dancing on a stage in a muggle bar.
�The sounds of boots hurrying away gave him a
momentary flash of nostalgia.� His own
servants had snapped to obey his commands with a similar urgent cadence.
�Harry..� the first male voice said softly, sounding worried.� �You can�t
give him access!� He�s..�
�I know
who he is, Hermione.� Harry muttered.� �I
think you�ll find that I can and will
bring him in with us.� You know that I�m
planning on taking him on the mission with me.�
He can handle the purebloods � I�ll deal with the halfblood
part.�
�HARRY!!�
the wizard sounded horrified. �Malfoy is the key to everything and we only have
enough extract for one generation! �Think
about what you�re doing!!� Since you were
born, he�s tried to-�
�I know� Harry
placated wearily.� �I know.� But.. he won�t anymore, alright?�
We�ve reached an understanding.�
Tom
wondered when exactly that
understanding had been reached and why he hadn�t been invited to the occasion.� He certainly still had every intention of
killing the boy at the earliest convenient opportunity.� Harry was a fool if he truly considered Tom
his ally.
�But-�
�No,
Mione.� If i�m
going to put my life in his hands when we�re inside Malfoy Manor � i�m going to trust him with everything.� Everything�
A small
knot of disquiet settled in Tom�s gut.�

He told himself that it was good
that Harry was such a fool.� It would
make it easier to kill him.

But..few others.. at least, few
others that were sane, had ever
placed so much faith in him.�

To place their life in his hands.. that
was one thing.� All of his death eaters
had done that.�

To place the lives of their friends and family in his hands � that was much
more.�� While his death eaters had done
that too � most had not realised it and of those that did, hardly any had done
it intentionally � Some who had realised it had attempted to recant their vow
to him � or had tried to escape by some means or other.� Lucius was a case
in point.�

Harry, however, was offering still more than that.� He was risking everything that he and
countless others had worked for � risking it upon a man who had sworn to kill
him.. who had tried to kill him many times in the
past.. who he had reason to expect might be once again
desiring his death.
Tom
couldn�t decide whether it was an act of carefully considered strategy or one
of lunacy.� It was however more than anyone had wagered upon him before.
Harry
continued issuing instructions, his voice cool.
�Snape..� well..
Snape�s a much bigger arsehole than I thought.�
We�ll talk about that later.� For
now � just get the prick back and get him under control.� We need him to carry out the procedure on us
both.� Draco has been off the radar too
long.� There�s only so long that Dennis
can keep up the facade � someone will notice his behaviour or catch him taking
the polyjuice if he�s there long enough.� Another three days will be cutting it
close.� Lucius
and his cronies are more than familiar with polyjuice
effects.�

If Snape has to be obliviated � if he has to be
threatened � fuck, if he has to be imperiused or
tortured � he is going to flip us
tonight.�
�..Ok Harry..� the other wizard responded softly. ��I�ll trust you...� If you-�
Another
couple of people neared.�� Tom could hear
their steps approaching the room.� One of
them had a particularly lazy scuffing manner of walking.
�Hey � Harry!� You�re here!�
I�m so glad to see you!! It�s been.. gosh.. it�s been ages since you�ve
last been here!� What�s happening?� Are you staying for a while?� You wouldn�t believe what�s been going on this week!��
The new
voice � another young male � was sickeningly bubbly and enthusiastic.� Tom wished he could curse him.. or kick him.. or
at least glare at him.� On his side on the floor where he still lay, Harry�s hand over his eyes, none of those options were
available.
�Hey Colin..� he heard Harry respond with a weary simulacrum of the
other boy�s irritating breathless excitement. �Can you come over here for a
second?� There�s something I need to tell
you.�� Mione � could you maybe tell
Andros for me?�
The other
boy � Andros � hadn�t said anything since he came in.�� Tom heard �Mione�s�
quiet agreement.�

A soft hum in the back of his mind told him that some manner of shielding or
silencing spell had been erected around them all.

�Sure Harry� �Colin� answered cheerfully.�
Quiet footsteps approached.
�Just.. crouch down a bit, Col� � I need
to whisper it to you and I can�t get up right now.�
Another
shuffle resulted and Tom felt the other wizard�s trousered
calf brush against his back.� He moved
slightly to remove the contact.
Harry�s
whisper was too soft for him to pick up.�
A moment later �Colin� slurred in a strangely dull..
empty.. almost dead-sounding
voice �The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is found at twenty one
degrees fifty nine North.�
A new
voice spoke up a few moments later � Tom assumed it must be the wizard referred
to as Andros.� His voice sounded deeper, gravellier
and older than �Colin�s� � although equally hollow and mindless.�

�The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is found at one hundred and fifty
nine degrees, forty one West.
Tom
blinked his eyes against Harry�s hand, which had not yet moved from over
them.� At the feathery movement, Harry
clamped down tighter and, incongruently, said in a bright voice �Thanks for all
your help Colin, Andros � it was splendid
to see you again.��
It was
almost possible to hear the two wizard�s minds start turning again.�� Colin replied cheerily �You�re welcome, Harry!� I wish I could
help you more.� Do you think that you�ll
have a job for me on the next-�
Harry cut
him off impatiently. �Could be, Col � Hey.. I�ll try
to come and catch up with you guys later, alright.� I need to help my friend get settled.� He still has to be brought in and you know �
you can�t be here when I call for the secret keeper.�
�Oh.. Oh.. alright,
Harry � I�ll see you later then hopefully.�
Come on Mika, I think something was happening in the control room before
we came down.��

The other boy grunted a vague, disinterested response and Colin prattled on
some more.� The voices faded as they
distanced themselves down a corridor.�
Tom was
unprepared for Harry to move closer to him again and didn�t quite manage to
check the slight flinch in his muscles.� Harry
took a breath and murmured �sorry..� �His hand stroked over Tom�s shoulder lightly,
as if to soothe him.� The actual result
was the opposite.� Tom growled through
gritted teeth �If you could..stop.. touching me now..�
The soft
sigh that Harry emitted sounded sorrowful.

�I will.. In a second, ok?� I promise.�

He leaned even closer then.� Tom felt
soft lips brush against the shell of his ear and then Harry whispered.� �The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix
is found one hundred and thirty four metres below the third peak from north�
Tom
furrowed his brow.� He could feel the
faint pointillist sensation of a revealed fidelius but he still had no real sense
of where exactly he was.�

Somewhere under a mountain peak, obviously.�� From the longitude and latitude.. somewhere in the pacific
perhaps?
Harry
pressed a light kiss against his ear before he moved back again.� His hand slipped away a few moments later,
almost reluctantly, as if he wished to continue touching Tom.�
Cautiously,
Tom cracked one eyelid, seeing only white.�
�It�s ok
now.� You can look.� Harry confirmed
softly.�
�What
would have happened if I had looked before?� Tom wondered aloud.�
�You
would have suffered a seizure and slipped into a coma.� The wizard by the door
answered before Harry could get a word in.�
�And that might have been better
for everyone concerned really � Harry � I need to talk to you about this!� Have you thought about what could happen if
anyone finds out about him?!� You�re..� you�re seriously
risking the stability of the organisation here!!�

And WHY?!!� You don�t need him!� You�ve already got everything arranged.� We�ve been over the plan in detail and now
you�re changing things at the last minute!!�
It�s taken years of work to get
here and we have days till you have
to go into the field and ...and... why is Voldemort at all necessary in any
way?!� Why-�
Tom had
turned and sat up at some point during the naggy
little monologue and was now resting back on his palms, looking around the room
curiously and attempting to ignore the prim and proper wizard in his late
twenties who was lecturing them.�

The room resembled, if anything, some kind of vault.� It was irregularly shaped however � its walls
were curved and its ceiling rounded .. it reminded him of being inside some kind of strange white
capsule.� He could see a wide crack
between the floor on which they sat and the walls. The door was half a metre
thick and had strange holes all around its periphery.

His attention was dragged back to the worried, ranting wizard � who he would
have suspected, alone from the tone and expression on the figure�s face, might
actually have originally been a witch, even if he had not recognised the name �Hermione�
from innumerable reports on the boy saviour and his little schoolfriends.�

Hermione.. Granger
he presumed, now wore the body of a wizard just a few
years below his prime.� He had a rather
skinny build and strawberry blonde hair that was pulled back in a short queue
at the back of his neck.� Behind his
square framed glasses, his light blue eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been
awake too long..��
He had a rather narrow face with an aquiline nose, thin pale lips, a
pointy chin and he wore muggle attire - sand coloured corduroy trousers and a
cornflower blue shirt. ��The overall
impression, Tom thought, was of a political-activist cum-academic, who had not
ventured out of their office in too long.
Harry
seemed to have decided to just let her bluster herself out.
Tom
yawned and made a circular �move it along� motion with
one hand, which seemed to infuriate the witch/wizard no end.� sHe
stopped, lips pressing together in a thin white line as sHe
glared at him.
�Harry!� Don�t you have anything to say?!� I mean, really.. do you not see
what he�s doing?!� Look at him.. I mean..
really.. just look!�
There�s no way you can trust this.� He can�t even be bothered to fake willing!��

�Hermione� actually folded his arms petulantly and tapped one foot.�
Tom
glanced to the side and found that Harry was indeed looking at him.�

With a faintly amused smirk in fact.�

The expression softened when their eyes met briefly. For a moment, something
like pain shot through Harry�s eyes.�

�We need to talk� the green eyed wizard said in a tone that, in contrast to
that used by �Hermione� only minutes prior, conveyed the impression of an
absolutely non negotiable future event.
Tom
shifted his gaze away again, feeling the slight scowl nest upon his features
once more.
�Hermione..� Harry said with a resigned little sigh �You can tell me
all about why you think i�m wrong later on and I
promise I�ll give you explanations for my decisions.� But for the moment � I need to take Tom to a
room and make sure he�s safe and comfortable.��
If you could watch the Snape situation and come get me if anything
happens, i�d appreciate it.�
The blonde
wizard before them huffed in frustration and turned on the balls of her feet,
marching out in a muttering snit.
Harry
grinned faintly, watching him go.

�I know that was a bit.. er.. full-on� he chuckled in
Tom�s general direction �but she really is
completely brilliant.� I swear.� She came up with the splinter portkeys that can be reverse activated. �We travelled here with one.� They are readable off a master map too!� It makes it so much harder to betray us if
your every movement is observed and you can be pulled back here at a moment�s
notice.

We chip all our members like muggles chip their pets
now.�
Tom
snorted dismissively.� �The dark mark was
superior.� If I were
able to risk activating the connections � I could determine the present
location, health and emotional disposition of each of my servants.� In addition I could inflict pain upon them..summon them forcibly to me via apparition, provided they
were not behind wards preventing such movement...�
�yeah.. I know.� Harry interrupted rudely.� �Hermione based the principles of the
splinter upon the dark mark actually.� But.. its
different.� Its hidden
� not even the person themselves has to be aware of it.� If we could chip the key players in Lucius regime � we could remove them all at once if our
plans failed.� It�s our back up plan. ��
Harry
climbed to his feet and offered a hand down to Tom. �
It was
met with a cool stare as Tom climbed carefully to his feet unassisted.
Again the
boy heaved a quiet sigh.
�A room..� yeah.� Let�s go to my room.� We shouldn�t talk here.�
�Your room� Tom enquired acidly.� �I will not share a room with you.�
The
frustration this provoked looked painful.

�Look.. you have to,
alright?!� I need to make sure you�re
safe here � people are curious...suspicious.�
If they find out about you then we might have a little problem, since
everyone will suddenly have an opinion on you joining me in the mission and I�m
pretty sure that a faction will definitely want to kill you.� Hermione is right � it could destabilise
everything.

My room has unique wards � none of the
others can access it.� You�ll be safe
there.�

I�ll sleep on the couch and you can sleep on the bed..�
At Tom�s sharpened
glare � Harry amended himself �Or the floor.. or.. or you can tie me up if you
want.�� Or.. I
guess I could sleep somewhere else.� Hermione
will let me sleep in her room if only to bitch at me all night about the bad
idea it was to bring you here.�
Tom didn�t
respond to the issue of where to put Harry but nodded to the door to suggest
the boy get a move on.
�

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