1. Dance
"May I have this dance, hero-boy?"
Tonight definitely got more interesting, Harry thought as he took the long dead hand of Tom Riddle, allowing the memory of the Dark Lord to pull him onto his feet and towards the dancefloor.
2. Treat
It was very rare that he was gifted with a treat from his lover, so who was he to refuse when Harry beckoned him into the bedroom with nothing but strategically placed chocolate to cover himself.
3. Sand
"I hate sand. It ends up getting everywhere and it feels so coarse and weird."
"Alright, Anakin Skywalker." Harry said, stabbing the umbrella into the sand and opening it so the Lord of the Emos™ wouldn't get burned. Tom hated himself for understanding that reference.
4. Salt
"Here." Harry said after Voldemort had cast crucio on yet another Death Eater, dropping a few packets of salt onto his lap. At the confused look he received, he elaborated. "I just thought you would want to hang out with some of your own kind."
5. Clip
The clip lay on the ground harmlessly, smoke still coming out of the end of the gun as Harry stared in horror at the heavily bleeding body on the floor. Tom rushed forward, blood smeared across his cheek and took the gun from Harry.
"I didn't mean it," Harry said at the same time Tom said, "We have to get out of here."
6. Bread
"Harry, you can't just eat a plain slice of bread. What kind of environment were you raised in?"
"The kind where I was routinely fed bread for every meal and had it withheld when I didn't accomplish all the housework that day."
"...I'll go buy another loaf."
7. Fish
"You're an ass." Harry said, dropping his laughing boyfriend onto the floor and storming out of the restaurant. He hoped the next bite Tom took of his puffer fish really was the one that kills him.
8. Race
"You want us to have a literal Minister race and run around Hogwarts?" Harry asked incredulously.
Fudge nodded. "You both tied, and no one really wants to do a re-vote. It's either this, or you both take me out on a date and whoever impresses me the most wins."
Harry and Tom looked at one another and took off towards Hogwarts.
9. Poor
The apartment was small and drafty, unfurnished with roaches the size of Tom's hand, but it was theirs. And, as Harry cuddled closer to Tom on their pallet on the floor, Tom promised himself that they would not be living like this for long.
10. Rich
Harry didn't ask where the sudden increase in spendable money came from, nor did he ask about where Tom went on his nightly "business trips", and he couldn't say he was really surprised about the gun and rope he found in a shoebox under their new king size bed. What did have him sit Tom down on their way too nice looking couch was the duffle bag full of blood stained hundreds he found stashed in the back of the closet.
11. Name
"Lord Earldom Vomit. Immortal Love Rodd." Voldemort's eyes twitched. "Mortal Dildo Lover. Mild Doormat Lover" His hands tightened on the chair. "Mr. Tom, a Dildo Lover." He was calm, he was cool, he was not going to murder his consort. "Dildo Lover Rat-Man -hey, that can be Wormtail's new codename! Vim Troll, Dad Lover. Marmot Drool Devil. Tom, a Marvel Dildo -huh, you should have called yourself that. It's very accurate."
"Leave. Now." Voldemort said through gritted teeth.
Harry huffed, getting up from his chair. "Whatever, I am Lord Old Mevort."
12. Vault
"What's behind this?" Harry asked, tapping the giant metal wheel of the vault.
"Just an old fallout shelter. Nothing to worry about, dear." Tom said, smirking when Harry absently nodded and turned away. It was a good thing that the walls were so thick or Harry might have heard the real Tom Riddle screaming on the other side.
13. Crime
"Please, don't do this, my parents will get you the money!" the girl begged, openly weeping as she spotted the gun at Tom's side.
"Don't worry, darling," Tom said too cheerfully, raising the gun in between her eyes. "They already did." He pulled back the hammer back with a flick of his thumb, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. "And now all they want is their little girl back in one piece. I assumed the breathing part was optional."
As blood and brain matter showered the wall behind her, Tom idly wondered if Harry would like Chinese for dinner tonight.
14. Photograph
The longer Tom stared at the green eyes beauty in the photograph, the more Tom got the impression he was staring back.
15. Quill
No one ever commented on the fact that Voldemort had mysteriously acquired a new quill with a snow white feather.
16. Punch
Harry was willing to admit he might have overreacted to the haunted houses jump scares. Tom's broken nose said that was an understatement.
17. X-ray
Having X-ray vision was a curse. How was he supposed to let the authorities know, without arising suspicion onto him, that the handsome stranger sitting across from him had a skeleton in his suitcase.
18. Railroad
"But, I just don't get it. Why is it called a railroad crossing if railroads aren't actually crossing it? We have pedestrian crossings, we have animal crossings. Shouldn't it be called car crossing or-Tom? Tom, wake up, this is a serious question."
19. Wreck
Harry's crush on Ginny had made him want to hold her hand and give her flowers. Harry's crush on Tom made him want the man to wreck his very being and completely fuck him up.
20. Coin
They were two sides of the same coin. Slytherin and Gryffindor. Dark and light. Evil and good. Burning red and emerald green. Even there wands shared a common core. They completed each other, and they wouldn't have it any other way.
21. Ice
Harry didn't know why he expected the Ice King's palace to be made of anything besides ice. As he was led through the frozen halls, he was very grateful that the kiss he received made him no longer able to feel the cold.
22. Truck
"I think a truck is a wonderful idea. We can definitely hide more bodies in the back if we just cover them with a tarp."
"Tom, will you please shut up? I don't want the cops called on us again."
23. Antique
"I hate you so much." Voldemort seethed, watching as Harry began encouraging the the terrified man whose table he had been tossed onto to try pricing him ("It's at least a hundred by now, it has to be worth something!")
24. House
"You know, when most people say a place is a fixer upper, they normally mean that the roof leaks or maybe the carpet needs a good cleaning, not that there's a fucking pentagram on the basement floor that won't come off or that the walls bleed!" Harry screeched, watching in horror and fascination as a glass floated into the kitchen.
"But it's only two hundred a month, lights and utilities included." Tom argued, brushing the pale hand that had landed on his shoulder in irritation. "Not now, Gertrud."
Harry paused. "You're right, nowhere's perfect."
25. Shatter
The sound of the wards shattering around Godric's Hollow was the last thing Lord Voldemort heard before he was no more.
26. Flower
Harry didn't know if he should be flattered or laugh at the bouquet he received, consisting of orange blossoms, peonies, gardenia, yellow lilies, and a single full bloom rose.
27. Star
Tom had been joking when he wished that the shooting star would give him a boyfriend. The being that had crashed into the ground the instant the words had left his lips did not seem to agree with him.
28. Goal
Tom Riddle's goal had always been immortality. Harry's goal had been to see his parents again. Wasn't it just ironic that they got the opposite of what they wanted?
29. School
An inter house relationship shouldn't have worked out for them, but it somehow did.
30. First Crush
The memory of Tom Riddle still made Harry's heart skip at twenty the same way it did at twelve.
31. Religion
Everyone knew Harry as the shy and quiet altar boy, always so polite and curtis, nothing like the demanding creature he turned into when he was getting rammed from behind by the preachers only son.
32. Light
The light side knew they were doomed when they spotted Harry Potter standing at the Dark Lord's side.
33. Knight
No one knew what the crowned prince and his personal knight got up to in his bedchambers at night, not that either of them would care if they did.
34. Train
"You're not going to chicken out, are you?" Tom asked, watching as the train rapidly approached them and threading their fingers together.
Harry's smile was tinged with bitterness. "No way."
As the train rattled closer, they stepped onto the tracks.
35. Contest
Voldemort didn't understand why Harry was making him be a judge on the first ever "Death Eater Beauty Contest". It was painfully obvious that Lucius was going to be the winner.
36. Money
While it may have been childish to want to roll around in a bed covered in money, that didn't stop either of them from doing it.
37. Candy
It had been a little disappointing, the lack of trick-or-treaters they had gotten. But, as Tom had reasoned, more candy for them.
38. Oil
"While I admire your enthusiasm, cooking oil is not a good idea. Trust me."
39. Flight
"Isn't this view the best, Tom?" Harry yelled over the sound of the wind. Harry laughed when Buckbeak dived suddenly, making Tom's grip on his waist tighten.
40. Fake
"Oh, you poor dear, haven't you already realized?" The boy in the phone asked, grinning as Tom stared in horror at the II on his wrist. "There is no "real" you."
41. Apple
"Please stop making Nagini do stupid thing." Voldemort said, unwinding his snake from the apple tree and leaving Harry sitting on the ground alone, dressed only in a maple leaf.
42. Boot
He didn't have a kink, it was just that it was so rare for Tom to actually wear a pair of shoes, let alone a pair of boots that curved to his feet and legs and made them oh so perfectly for stepping on people. (He may have a kink.)
43. Pest
He was a thorn in his side, an annoying pest who was always ruining his plans. At least he was good in bed.
44. Burn
It hurt being stabbed with the Basilisk fang, but that didn't compare to the pain of having his flesh burned from his body.
45. Jail
"That was awesome! Let's do it again!" Tom crowed, wrapping his arms around Harry and trying to rock them.
Harry shoved his drunken boyfriend off of him, standing from the metal bench and trying to get the warden's attention. He really needed his one phone call.
46. Grove
Tom could only stare at the creature that had somehow gotten caught in his trap, rope wrapped tightly around one of it's dark legs. It's unnaturally green eyes stared at Tom, it's smiling face unnerving him. "What are you?"
"I'm a Nymph, more specifically the guardian of this grove." The Nymph said happily, teeth sparkling in the sunlight. "You can call me Harry."
47. Autumn
"The leaves are turning. You know what that means right?" Harry asked, a strange gleam entering his eyes.
"Please don't." Tom said, already feeling the second-hand embarrassment. "We're in public."
"PUMPKIN SPICE LATTE!" Harry roared, causing several people to turn and look at them. Tom slid lower in his seat.
48. Cold
"Peppermint everything!" Tom hissed low and darkly, practically vibrating in his spot in the Starbucks line.
"Okay, you're right. It's embarrassing." Harry said, flushing darkly when a woman pulled her child a little closer. How Tom had put up with his pumpkin obsession for so long was honestly beyond him.
49. Dice
The dice rolled across the table, it's audience awaiting with baited breath. It gave one finally tumble before landing on three.
"Yes!" The Diadem horcrux said, pumping his fist into the air. The other horcruxes glared at him, Hufflepuff's cup horcrux going to far as to actually throw the cup at him.
"None of that now. He won, fair and square." Harry tutted, giving the Diadem's a kiss while the others pouted.
50. Splinter
"Really?" Harry asked, holding the tiny splinter between his fingers. "You literally split your soul seven times, but a little piece of wood is what makes you cry?"
51. Cricket
"Oh, you meant the game. I thought -no, yeah, my bad. I'll just...take these bad boys back outside."
52. Turf
Maybe wondering into Death Eater territory to make his walk home a little shorter had been a bad idea, but the very attractive gang leader was more than willing to grant safe passage -for a price.
53. Bubble
"We are too rich for this and you know it." Tom said blandly, not bothering to look up from his book.
"Don't be a spoil sport." Harry said cheerfully, blowing more bubbles so their daughter, Delphini, could chase after them with a squeal.
54. Surprise
While their Lord typically disliked parties, having Harry jump out of an enormous birthday cake might just change his mind.
55. Gift
"I give you...the world!" Harry said dramatically, undoing the ribbon atop the box and allowing the sides to fall, revealing a globe.
Tom left.
56. Dull
His eyes used to be such a dull shade of gray; red always suited him better.
57. Heart
"Is-is it good?" Harry asked, his breath becoming more labored by the second.
"Yeah." Tom whispered, gently running his fingers down the soft organ in his hand.
"'M glad." Harry whispered, closing his eyes. The heart gave one more weak beat before falling still in Tom's hands.
58. Pattern
There was a pattern to it all, Harry realized one evening in class. When the Dark Lord was spotted on a raid the previous night, Harry's day would be blissfully quiet and peaceful.
Harry grinned while sending Voldemort the sound of a million smoke alarms blaring, enjoying the startled and confused feeling that echoed through their shared link.
59. Gum
"Are you familiar with the musical Chicago?" Tom asked, calmly turning a page in his book.
"Yeah, why?" Harry said, loudly popping his gum for the umtenth time that hour.
Tom looked up at him, a dark gleam in his eyes. "Harry, you pop that gum one more time."
Harry swallowed the gum out of fear.
60. Print
The newspapers the following morning were all printed with the moving picture of Minister Riddle passionately kissing a Hogwarts student (later revealed to be one Harry Potter) during their annual Hogsmeade break.
61. Boat
"Really? You're scared of heights AND you get seasickness?" Harry asked rhetorically, gently patting Tom's back as he vomited over the side of the boat.
62. Ripe
His skin was as soft and smooth as a ripened peach.
63. Kiss
"Huh. You don't taste like rats of all. I owe Hermione ten gallons." Harry said after pulling away from Voldemort's lips.
64. Pipe
"I'm calling a plumber." Tom said, watching as Harry tried in vain to stop the water by shoving the pipe he had just broken back into the wall.
65. Pollution
"You're kind is so disgusting, riding around in those smog emitting monstrosities and inhaling toxic fumes that you blow out into the clean air. You are killing yourselves and tainting the Earth.." the Nymph ranted, coughing several times when Tom blew smoke into his face.
66. Secret
"We take this to our graves, understood?" Tom said, pushing the body of the man they had accidently hit over the docks. Harry gave a shaky nod in response.
67. Lie
"I love you."
"I love you, too." Tom managed to choke out, smiling bitterly when Harry kissed his cheek.
68. Camouflage
"It's always so sad to see someone dining alone." Harry said, nodding towards someone behind Tom.
He received a kick in the shins when Tom turned around to see a woman dining with a man in military garb.
69. Rain
"Ha, sixty nine."
"The prompt is rain, you egg." Tom said, forcefully turning Harry's head to look out the window.
70. Safari
"This was your idea." Tom hissed, clinging to the trunk of the tree as the rhino circled below. Harry squeezed tighter against him in response.
71. Border
Professor Potter didn't know if he should be impressed or creeped out when Tom turned in a paper with a hand drawn border consisting of hyper-realistic snakes and tiny, human hearts.
72. War
There were scars across his back, memoirs of his time in the military and the shrapnel that had ended his career. He hated them, hated them more than the one across on his forehead. But, as pale fingers trailed down the one almost followed the curve of his spine and words were whispered about how lovely he was, he found that he didn't hate them as much as he used to.
73. Nature
The forest was relaxing at night, the sound of the crickets chirping and the fireflies flickering in the darkened forest, the stars twinkling brightly above and the moon illuminating the clearing they were sitting in.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Harry asked, leaning against Tom as a herd of deer tentatively stepped into the clearing, wary of the human sitting within it.
"Yeah." Tom agreed,admiring the way the moonlight seemed to dance and shine against the skin of the creature beside him.
74. Disaster
"Why has this happened to me?" Harry wailed, gently picking up a piece of lettuce from his six foot giant sub on the ground and cradling it in his palms. Tom quickly walked to their car, trying his best to ignore his boyfriends overreactions.
75. Ancient
The creature in the coffin was pale and sickly looking, its fail looking legs barely lifting it and its red eyes gleaming with hunger as it stared directly at the unfortunate grave robber who had freed it.
76. Rescue
The locket tightened around his neck and the water was choking him, invading his lungs and making breathing difficult. He could feel himself losing consciousness when a hand grabbed the back of his shirt, hauling him out of the water and onto dry land.
"Thanks, mate." he managed to choke out between coughs, feeling a gentle hand rubbing small circles on his back. It was comforting and felt weirdly familiar.
"Anytime." Harry's head whipped in the direction of the voice, coming face to face with a smirking Tom Riddle, his eyes practically glowing in the darkness.
77. Ink
The quill touched the paper, ink spilling across the pages with each stroke, and suddenly he could breath.
78. Sleep
"I'm not feeling very well." Harry mumbled, setting his wine back onto the table and rubbing in between his eyes. A sick feeling had begun to settle in the pit of his stomach, making him feel weak and unbalanced.
"Oh? Would you like to lie down for a moment?" Tom asked, barely repressing a smirk as Harry swayed slightly in his seat, his eyes drooping slightly and his breathing beginning to slow.
Harry shook his head, grimacing when it made the room tilt and spin. "No. No, I shouldn't have come here without my chaperon anyway. I'll-I'll just go."
As he stood, his legs gave out from under him and he grabbed the tablecloth in panic. His fists curled around the delicate lace and he collapsed, dragging the cloth with him. Tom managed to catch him moments before he hit the ground, one arm curling around Harry's waist and the other coming to rest against the back of his neck.
Tom pressed his ear against Harry's chest, a smirk finally appearing on his face. He was uncertain of how much cantarella should have been used in the wine, but the soft heartbeat against his ear and the slow rise and fall of his chest let him know that Harry was very much alive, the potion effects taking ahold of his body and forcing him into a deep sleep.
Tom took a moment to admire Harry, drinking in the sight of his small body and almost childish face in the firelight, and gingerly stepped over the shattered glass on the carpet and the puddle of tainted wine around it.
It was very easy to stomp down the feelings of guilt that threatened to bubble up in his chest as he made his way to the bed, intent on finally getting what he had craved for years.
79. Collide
Harry was late for his lunch with Hermione, rushing down the street while looking down at his phone, not noticing the man stepping out of the shop until it was too late.
Both of them collided, Harry's phone flying free from his hands and the man's coffee going all over his shirt. Harry could only stare in horror as the coffee began to seep into his expensive looking suit.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." Harry said, internally screaming for making a fool of himself in front of someone so handsome. "I can pay to get the suit cleaned."
The man paused, looking him up and down before smirking. "I think I'll take you up on that offer."
80. Joke
It was kind of surprising that Tom enjoyed puns and those stupid jokes found on the back of laffy taffy, but Harry supposed he wasn't all that surprised. After all, this was also the same man who was scared of heights and got seasick.
81. Card
"Is this your card?" Tom asked, holding up the ace of spades.
"No." Harry said, crossing his arms over his chest. This man claimed to be a wizard, yet he couldn't even figure out what card an eleven year old had.
"Oh." Tom said, suddenly feeling very awkward. He knew he shouldn't have said yes to retrieving the boy. "Well, magic is still real."
82. Gamble
James Potter stared in horror at the royal flush the Dark Lord had thrown, beating out his full house.
"The boy, please." he said, reclining back against the sofa and holding out his arms, a smirk planted on his face.
"No, no, please. Not my Harry." Lily said, hugging her son closer to her body and curling over him slightly. The boy -Harry- continued to sleep peacefully in his mother's arms.
"It's an unbreakable vow, you'll lose you're magic if you refuse." he reasoned.
"Best two out of three. I shuffle." James offered.
Voldemort thought for a moment before agreeing, allowing James to pick up the cards and began his shuffle. He wondered how long it would take for them to figure out he had taken liquid luck before coming here.
83. Risk
"The risk I took was calculated, and man, am I bad at math." Harry said, hogtied on the Inner Circle's meeting table, the Death Eater he believed to be Snape shaking his head in embarrassment.
84. Disc
"That is not what these are used for!" Harry fumed, pulling the movie discs from where Voldemort had managed to throw them into the wall with a giant bullseye painted on it.
85. Surgery
"I'm sorry, but we had an emergency patient who was in more critical condition that Mr. Potter. He will have to be put back on the waiting list until we can-"
"He doesn't have that kind of time." Tom snapped, arms crossed over his chest and nails digging into his biceps in order to stop him from jumping over the desk and strangling the doctor right then and there.
The doctor sighed, looking at Tom like he was genuinely sorry. "I am aware, Mr. Riddle. But our hands are tied here. Unless a relative is willing to come forward, Mr. Potter will be leaving this afternoon."
Tom was silent for a moment, mind working rapidly to come up with a solution. "How close does the relation have to be?"
"I beg your pardon?" the doctor asked.
"We're cousins." At the doctors horrified expression, he quickly added, "Cousins at least twelve times removed, maybe more. I did a little...digging around and came across some marriage certificate from decades ago. Technically still related, but not by much."
The doctor paused, rubbing his chin in thought. "I suppose...if your blood work comes back a match, there would be no reason not to go ahead with the procedure. But, are you sure, Mr. Riddle? This is a life and death matter after all."
Tom smiled slightly to himself, eyes softening as he thought of the boy laid in the hospital, awaiting the lungs that would save his life. "Yeah, I'm sure."
86. Bone
"Tom, what is this?" Harry asked, holding up something long and white between his fingers, disappointment practically seeping from his pores.
"Ah, I was wondering where that femur got to." Tom said, plucking the bone out of Harry's hand and throwing it onto the pot on the stove. The liquid turned a deep violet when it sank down, the room filling with the scent of apples and a small screech coming from the pot.
"I told you not to do necromancy in the kitchen." Harry huffed, turning back to the crystals he had scattered across the table "It upsets the spirits."
87. Death
Tom sighed as he fished his keys out of his pockets, briefcase tucked under one arm and a feeling a headache coming on. Work had been hell, all the incompetent idiots running to him with the slightest problem; he was happy to finally come home to his darling husband,
He opened the door and stepped inside, toeing his shoes off and setting his briefcase on the ground beside the door. His foot landed in a wet, sticky puddle, and Tom flicked on the lights.
There, lying in the middle of the walkway, was his husband, face down in a puddle of his own blood and a knife lodged into his back. "Help" was written in blood beside his body, a small trail leading down from the "p" to his limp hand.
Any normal person would have screamed and been phoning 999 right now, but Tom had been coming home to scenes like this since he got his promotion.
"Cleanups going to be tough today." Tom said instead, referring to the blood that was slowly seeping into their white carpet. Maybe he should invest in a darker color. "I like the presentation, though."
Harry giggled as he raised his head, giving Tom his brightest smile. "Thanks. Is hamburgers good for dinner?"
Tom shrugged as Harry stood, smoothing out the wrinkles in his apron. "Anythings good. Oh, honey, you won't believe the day I had."
88. Fireflies
"So everything within this place reacts to how you feel, right?" Tom asked, eyeing something above the Nymphs head.
"To an extent, yes. Why do you ask?" Harry said, head tilting in inquisition. It was a rather cute motion, making his hair fall slightly onto his face and his green eyes going wide. Tom had the most uncontrollable urge to brush it off his face.
"...No reason." Tom said after a moment, genuinely impressed that fireflies even know how to spell "kiss me" and illustrate perfect hearts without any knowledge of the mortal world or arousing the attention of the one who was subconsciously emitting these wants.
89. Piano
The soft beginnings of Moonlight Sonata began to echo through the halls, making Harry pause in his trek to the kitchen. He had thought he was finally alone in the manor, Voldemort on a raid and the other horcruxes off doing God-knows-what, but he had apparently been wrong.
He followed the sound, walking down an unfamiliar hallway before eventually coming to a large door that was slightly ajar. He pushed the door open, revealing a large room with bay windows across one side, bare save for a grand piano in the center and it's player.
Harry could tell it was another horcrux (who else would be at Riddle manor in the middle of the night?) but from his position at the door, he couldn't tell who.
He approached the horcrux, standing a little ways off and taking in his features. He looked younger in the moonlight, his sharp edges softened and eyes closed as he played through the most upbeat part of the song, a small smile dancing across his face. He appeared to truly be enjoying himself, his head even bobbing slightly.
Harry sat on the floor, remaining quiet until the song came to an end roughly ten minutes later, enjoying the perfect rendition of Beethoven's most famous piece.
"Can you all play?" Harry asked after the final note faded out, standing from his place on the floor and approaching the bench.
"Yes. The church forced us to learn so that we could play during holidays." The horcrux responded, sliding over so that Harry could sit beside him. His ring flashed in the moonlight as his finger twirled across the keys.. "I suppose everyone else had forgotten we can play."
"Saying you're good is an understatement." Harry said honestly, lightly tapping a key in front of him. It let out a high-pitched trill, echoing loudly in the silent room.
"Would you like to learn?" He offered, looking shyly at Harry from underneath his lashes. "I could teach you Row Your Boat. It was the first one I learned; it's very easy and you only play it with one hand."
Harry smiled at that; the ring had always been his favorite horcrux. "Yeah, I'd like that."
90. Chest
"It's so not fair, why are yours bigger than mine?" The now female Harry wailed, holding his (her?) breasts in anguish.
"Will you stop whining and help me fix this?" The newly female Tom snapped, throwing another handful of unicorn hair into the potion. This was the last time he (she?) was going to allow Harry to read off the ingredients for their potion.
91. Luck
"I think I've sapped up all your luck." Harry said as Voldemort crushed the losing ticket in his hand, Harry's own ticket showing the winning numbers o 6.
92. Warm
"You're very warm." Tom murmured against Harry's neck, nosing against the column of dark flesh before him.
The Nymph giggled at that, wrapping his arms around Tom's head and pulling him closer. "Well, it is midday. I am whatever temperature the Earth is."
93. Tack
"Really? How old are you?" Voldemort asked, holding a thumbtack in one hand and rubbing his butt with the other. Harry just continued to laugh.
94. Trick
"You tricked me!" Harry shouted, hurt and disbelief coloring his voice.
Voldemort gestured to himself. "Hello? Dark Lord? It's kinda in the job description."
95. Zebra
"Why is there a zebra in my throne room?"
"Don't ask questions you aren't prepared for the answers for."
96. Rapids
"I saved you. Don't I get something in return?" the creature asked, tilting it's head in pseudo-innocence.
There was nothing innocent about this thing, it's skin a sickening shade of white and it's sclera black as night, matching perfectly it's lanky and dripping hair. It's razor sharp teeth in the sunlight.
And as Harry stared into the creature's eyes, the same blue-gray color of the rapids he had fallen into, he was beginning to regret calling out for help.
97. Danger
It was the thrill of it all, the warning bells that rung in his head as his wand was ripped from his grip, the cold feeling that would settle in his stomach when the other's wand was leveled to his face, the butterflies that quickly took over when it was lowered and pale arms opened for him, welcoming him into a cold embrace.
98. Electrical
"No." Tom said, grabbing Harry's hand as he tried to grab the wires before him. "Remember the bathroom? Call an electrician."
99. Guess
"How did you know it was me?" Tom asked, watching as the creature that had stolen his body melting onto the floor, a bullet hole in between it's eyes.
"I didn't." Harry said, tossing the gun into the thing's body, watching it disintegrate into the corrosive blood.
100. Challenge
"Ha, that's funny." Harry said, his legs crossed over one another as he laid in the space around him, a laptop perched on his bare stomach.
"What is?" Tom asked, floating closer to Harry, practically laying on the smaller god.
"They made the one hundredth challenge, challenge. Human's are so cute." Harry cooed, caressing the edge of the laptop's screen.
"Don't do that." Tom said, lifting the laptop with a wave of his hand and observing the list. "That is very cute."
"So?" Harry said, finally sitting up and practically vibrating with excitement. "Well, are you up for a challenge, your godliness?"
Tom smirked at that, the world around them beginning to brighten and glow. "Of course, your benevolence."