Tom's point of view

He would have to fall asleep at some point. Tom knew he would soon. Four days with no sleep had to put some sort of strain on Voldemort's spirit. Most people didn't know, but when you get tired it's not your body, though doctors would say otherwise, it's your spirit. Your spirit gets tired of keeping itself in place, and when you dream, your spirit is lingering outside your body. He was sure that anytime now Voldemort would fall asleep, or he would become weak enough to overpower. While Voldemort controlled Tom's body, Tom's spirit could leave whenever he wanted. He often kept an eye on Voldemort, standing next to his body, so he knew everything Voldemort did, but, since Voldemort had killed young Harry Potter's parents, Tom has been following the Potter boy around, and he had grown quite attached to him, and that is why he had to alert the world to Voldemort's existence... to protect Harry Potter, who reminded Tom so much of himself. He had always been there when Harry needed it, but nobody knew that, nobody had to know that, so it would stay that way.

Eight years ago

The little raven haired, emerald eyed boy was running almost as fast as Tom' spirit could fly. He was running from his pudgy cousin and his group of mindless lackeys. It made Tom angry to see the boy who rescued the wizarding world tormented daily by his own family. Tom hated to do what he was planning, but it would help Harry. He reached into Harry's mind, and pushed passed his spirit's influence, in a sense, possessing him. Harry would know exactly what was going on, but would have no control over his movements, Tom was sure Harry would chalk it up to panic. Using Harry's body, he turned on the spot, meaning to face The Dursley child and his cronies, but Harry must've been more panicked than Tom thought, because they ended up apparating to the top of the school building. Tom immediately jumped out of Harry's mind, as not to scare him further.

Five years ago

Dudley was at it again, and Tom was already angry with him. He was walking next to Harry while they were at the zoo. They were passing by different reptiles, while the pudgy Dursley boy was rapping on the glass, hard as possible, annoying the snakes and lizards.

"Sorry 'bout him." Harry whispered. Tom turned and realized Harry was talking to the snake. That made Tom feel even closer to Harry. Dudley pushed Harry roughly to the ground in order to get a look at the snake, that had risen to speak with Harry. Tom saw Harry's magical aura flare up. He jumped into Harry's mind again. Concentrating on the glass, he clenched his fist and it disappeared, sending the terrified pig of a child into the snake's terrarium. When the gleeful snake escaped, Tom set the glass back up, and jumped out of Harry's mind.

"Thanks." The snake hissed.

"Anytime." Harry answered, thinking he was the one who had made the glass disappear. Tom's plan had backfired latter, and that was when he decided to no longer interfere with Harry's life. He broke that vow...

Four years ago

Harry was standing in front of the mirror of erised. Tom could see what Harry was seeing. Harry had acquired the stone, and Voldemort was on to him.

"Well, what did you see, boy?" Quirrell asked roughly.

"Lie through your teeth." Tom hissed in Harry's ear, knowing Harry would think it was his own idea. That idea didn't necessarily help, but it didn't hurt either, Tom had forgotten it was almost impossible to lie to Voldemort. Voldemort was trying to convince Harry to join him.

"You want to see your parents again, don't you? Together we can bring them back. Just give me the stone." Tom knew Voldemort had hit Harry's weak spot.

"He's lying." He whispered to Harry. His eyes narrowed.

"You liar!" Harry bellowed. Tom was terrified for Harry, but he needn't have been, for when Voldemort came in contact with Harry his vessel had burned and fallen to ashes.

Present Day

Tom's spirit was still barely eleven years old, so it wasn't strong enough to overpower Voldemort, but, now that he was so exhausted, Tom might have a chance. He was tired of waiting. He knew it was a reckless idea, but it wasn't like anything bad could happen to him... right?