Summary: And Harry remembered that, at times, Tom could be kind of scary. AU. Slash.
Disclaimer: Besides some future OCs nothing is mine.
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"I'll tell you a secret."
Harry could remember Tom so vividly, how his voice was a baritone, low and sensuous. How they always sat in the center of Tom's bed and he could remember the feel of lithe muscles and the slow rhythmic beats of the boy's heart when Tom would hug him close to his chest. Then Harry would stretch his legs and Tom would lay his own, longer and sturdier, over top.
"A secret?"
And little Harry would tilt his head back and let it rest between the juncture of Tom's collar bones. He would then drag away Harry's bangs to the side and play with the ends of his hair.
"A secret, one just between me and you."
Tom had brown eyes, light brown eyes that could glow an angry maroon when he got pensive. Harry thought they fit, with his sable hair that cut right below ears, his nose that pointed handsomely, his high cheekbones and angular face.
"Vos es meus panton. Operor non alieno ut."
He had said it so slowly, so forcefully, and so resolutely, as he brought Harry tighter against himself, like it was the only truth.
And Harry remembered that, at times, Tom could be kind of scary.
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I don't have this all mapped out and I don't consider myself in any way a good writer or even good with grammar. So your feedback and criticism would be so awesome~~~~~
In all honesty I just really wanted to finally contribute something to my favorite fandom. There is not enough Tom/Harry action around here.