The Angels Envied Every Kiss
Prologue
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Curled up neatly under the Slytherin green sheets, Hariel Lillian Potter stared up at the wooden top of the four poster bed, intimately aware of the body lying next to her, of her Gryffindor tie lying forgotten somewhere on the floor.
Riddle's torso was rising in a slow, steady motion that implied he was completely at ease.
But Harry knew otherwise, knew this dorm, if not the entire Slytherin common room, was warded to the high hills. She wouldn't be able to so much as say something in here without it twining on Riddle's radar.
Not that she cared.
At eighteen years old, Harry had gotten into Hogwarts Seventh year by the skin of her teeth. A war refugee.
Or so she'd told them.
Grindelwald was currently riding high on his power trip after all, not suspicious at all. No doubt he was hunting down the one who had dared to steal 'his' wand.
Looking down at the wrist holster that never left her forearm, charmed to be invisible and incorporeal to all but her, Harry focused on the tip of the Elder Wand, peeking out from the edge of the leather holding.
She felt no guilt, taking it from the Dark Lord as she had, summoning her possession from the Hungarian born Wizard's grasp.
She had a greater need for it after all.
She alone knew what was coming, what the muggles were planning, had always been planning.
Only this time, things were going to go a little differently.
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Even if she had to work with Tom Riddle to do it.
So, I can't remember writing half of this; it was done about midnight and I ummed and ahhed about putting it up on Fanfiction this morning, but hey ho. Here we go.
This'll probably be the fic I write with sex in, though I won't be writing the full scenes out here -if you want that, I'll be posting the unedited version on AO3, becuase of Fanfic rules (ie, I don't wanna be kicked off here)
for anyone interested, the description I have of Harry and Tom's future relationship on here (because this is just a prologue) is here; It's not a romantic relationship in a sense, but it is passionate and jealously and lust and a fine line between hate and love.
Tsume
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