Well this is my first Fanfic and I hope I'm doing well. Tell me what you think. Thanks
Chapter One- One in the same.
A women dressed in all black showed up to Wool's Orphanage in the darkness of London. She felt immense guilt about what she was about to do. In her arms was a small sleeping child. The Babe was five old. He had five years of life with his mother and father and now was being brought to an orphanage. That made entirely no sense but his whole existence made no sense. How he was still alive made no sense. The woman was doing this for his own protection. She laid her babe down on the stairs.
"Mother loves you Harrison Alphard Black. One day we'll meet again and hopefully you won't kill me." The women whispered and backed away from the stairs and disappeared by using a portkey. Leaving her sleeping babe alone in the dark.
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Mrs. Cole was in the middle of doing morning checkups when the front door creaked open, revealing a small child. The boy was absolutely beautiful, he had raven hair that went just pass his shoulders, striking blue eyes and the most perfect cheek bones. The child immediately reminded her of Tom Riddle. The small child walks with such grace and he couldn't be over four. This boy was another strange one Mrs. Cole could feel it.
"Well boy, are you just going to stand there all day." Mrs. Cole snapped at the beautiful child.
The boy jumped at the sudden noise but mad his way over to the women. He couldn't help but to notice how run down the place looked. It was a wonder how people lived here. 'Mother would have a heart attack' he said in his head.
"Sorry mam, but I can't find my mother and I don't know where I am." The child said.
"You're in an orphanage apparently your mother left you here. Now what's your name, age and I'll find you a room." Mrs. Cole barked and the boy flinched.
"My name is Harrison and I'm five." The boy spoke softly. The woman sneered at him.
"Harrison what?" Mrs. Cole snapped.
"I'm just Harrison." The child's blue eyes glowed brighter. The woman took a stepped back just like Tom indeed.
"Okay Harrison follow me." Mrs. Cole led him up the creaky stairs to room 312.
"Your roommate is Tom Riddle; he's in class at the moment. Lunch will be served at 12 its down the hall on the main floor don't be more than 10 minutes late or you won't eat." Mrs. Cole said and shut the door when she left the room.
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Harrison was a bit shaken up but he sat on his bed to compose himself. How dare she send me to an orphanage a filthy muggle one at that.
'I was the perfect child never talked back, no rude comments to my poor excuse of a father. I am totally worthy of attention and I need it. I live off of complements I made my mother survive with my looks. She said so herself.' Harrison ranted in his head. He took a deep breath and glanced at the clock. 30 minutes till lunch Harrison sighed.
'I will get the same respect that I got back at home here' He vowed.
Harrison walked slowly to the dining hall and fixed his face before her entered. As he walked in her became the center of many peoples' attention and he thrived on it.
"Ohh a new kid, he's so cute he won't be here for long." A girl said to her friend.
"I'm not too sure about that he kind of looks like Riddle, and that boy is still her" The blonde said back. There were many whispers around him.
Harrison snorted 'someone more beautiful than me funny' he said to himself.
His eyes scanned the hall everyone looked normal muggle like except for the kid sitting alone in the corner. His eyes narrowed the boy was beautiful even for a muggle. A fairly large boy stood in front of him, he said a short haircut and Harrison was reminded of a tall pig. Harrison raised an eyebrow.
"Hey I'm Brock." The giant said.
"Harrison." The raven hair child said with his nose scrunched up like he smelled something bad.
"Since your the new kid you have to give me your lunch." Brock said feeling satisfied with himself.
"Well I think you took too many new kids lunches." Harrison said the hall gasped and Tom snorted. Brocks face turned an ugly red color. The overly large boy pushed Harrison to the floor.
The boys blue eyes glowed fiercely as he got up. Tom watched the scene with small interest. Brock stepped back when he saw Harrison's eyes glow and the other children got quiet.
"Don't ever touch me again!" The small child snarled and an invisible force pushed Brock to the floor.
"Another freak. Just like Riddle." People started to whisper and talking about Harrison until he got fed up and bolted to his room.
Never in Harrisons life was he called a freak or a devil until now. He growled as the door opened. A person sat on the other bed, who Harrison assumed was Tom Riddle. The boy had beautiful features like him but slightly different they could easily pass as brothers.
"You're not a freak. You know they just don't understand people like us, so they fear it." Tom said.
"I know." Harrison whispered back. Tom sneered.
"Then why are you up here sulking in misery." Tom snapped, Harrison flinched slightly..
"I am not sulking." Harrison argued.
"Yes you are prat." Tom said back.
"Whatever. What do you mean people like us? You look like a muggle to me." Harrison said.
"What the hell is a muggle?" Tom snapped not liking not knowing stuff.
"Non-magic person." Harrison said stiffly. Tom smirked.
"Muggles nice name for them." Tom whispered to himself, and then summoned a ball with a wave of his hand.
"Is that proof enough for you young Harrison." Tom taunted. Harrison summoned the ball away from Tom with a wave of his hand. Tom's eyes widen before returning back to normal.
"Yes Tom this will be our little secret." Harrison said making the ball float above his hand.
Tom smirked at Harrison. Our little secret indeed.