On to chapter two enjoy.
Title: Saving Lives is Never Easy
Disclaimer: Me no own (anyone can understand that)
Warnings: Slash, time travel, takes place during Tom's sixth year but Harry is a seventh year taking sixth year classes... again as in post hbp but to be the same age as tom when he goes back it'll make sense... I hope
Pairings: Tom/Harry
Rating: T
Summary: Harry get's mysteriously pushed to go back into time to 1943 by Dumbledore and while he's there he will stop at nothing to keep Tom Riddle from being evil. But is it going to be as easy as he thinks? He might fall in love along the way.
I'd like to thank my reviewers fluffy-san: Harry will probably meet his grandparents and his appearance is shown in this chapter. Yukikoneko1990: I love your nick name by the way, I have plans for Vera that will hopefully work out the way I want them to. The Dark Lady Voldemort666: Vera will play an important roll in Tom and Harry's lives. That plot line should start next chapter if it goes according to my plan.
Harry's POV:
I had a bad feeling about leaving Tom alone, but maybe it's best if he has some time to think. Vera is running around showing me all the little kids who are her new friends. So far she's shown me Sarah and Samantha Paker, they're twins, and Brianna Laney. Then for boys she introduces me to Franklin Forge, Jack Platt and Trevor Hertmen. Vera finishes with "And they're all seven just like me isn't that neat?"
"Of course that is princess. I'm so glad that you've made so many good friends. Go play with them, I have some reading to do."
"Won't you play with us?" She looks up at me with those puppy dog eyes and the other children followed. I knew there was no way I would every survive this, but I had to go down swinging.
"Vera I really need to rest. You heard what the doctor said."
"But Harry please I told my new friends that you were the bestest big brother ever." Oh she knew I -or rather Sean- couldn't say no when she said that. Dam that girl would make Snape proud because she's so Slytherin. I think fate is laughing at me again. You know Fate instead of laughing some help might be nice.
"Alright fine." I finally relented.
I walked back to my room feeling completely abused. Those weren't seven year olds they they must have been demons in training. I stumble over to my bed groaning. "Tough time playing with the brats?" Tom asks not looking up from his book. He's moved on to Dark Arts Defended by Harold Manché.
"That's a good one. I particularly like the way Manché uses the descriptions of the dark cures and how to recognize them by movement and color, so you know the proper counter curse to use." I have know idea where that statement came from as far as I know I've never read that book. Then it dawns on me that Sean knowledge is quietly seeping into my memories that it's starting to be impossible to tell the difference between them. I quickly check to see if I still have my memories. Well, if it makes me more intelligent, the merging of our memories might not be such a terrible thing after all. I glance up to look at Tom and he seems quite pleased with my assessment of the book.
Tom's POV:
I must say with the shaggy dark brown hair and bored turquoise eyes combined with reading Quidditch Monthly, I expected him to be a down right idiot, okay maybe slightly better, kind of like Abraxas, too bad he graduated last year. I figured I wouldn't talk to him much because I get enough pointless chatter at Hogwarts with the useless buffoons I have as followers. They are so dim-witted, that at times, it makes it hard to hold a conversation with them.
I quickly look up him for a moment before looking back to the book in order to mask my surprise at his intelligence and reply with "I must agree it is simply fascinating that someone was willing to go so in depth as to study each one of the curses and be able to simplify the signs of a curse in a way a complete and utter moron could make use of."
He hesitates for some odd reason, and replies with "I think that by making it easily understandable Manché uses one of the most important aspects of writing, making the book so the general audience can understand. It should be used for standard textbooks like this. The more specified textbooks require a higher level of understanding because a person should not be reading and using things they don't understand."
I look up at the high level response and I stare at him for a while taking in his appearance. "Why are you staring at me?" He asks.
"Well," I start of with a slight look of disdain at his disheveled clothing and hair, "It looks like the children colored on your face in the form of hearts and rainbows and your hair now has several clips and twisters in it. Your clothing is covered in grass stains and it is not an overall good look for you."
"Yes. Well, the girls insisted on playing 'beauty parlor' and the boys wanted to play football (soccer) and I have a weakness for puppy dog pouts" He says with a pout of his own. He looks rather adorable but I quickly squash those feelings in a moment and turn back to my book.
"I see." I say shortly, I was a little angry at myself. "Well I agree with your assessment particularly because it is the sixth year recommended reading to do prior to classes starting. It has to be fairly simple."
"Oh, so you attend Hogwarts then?"
"Yes. Where did you go to school?"
"The orphanage was a magical one, so they pretty much trained us all I was actually please with my OWLs score we got it right before we had to flee." He hesitats for a moment. "I got an O in defense, charms and transfiguration. And an E in potions, arithmancy, runes, herbology, and astronomy."
I must say he did fairly well, but "I got O's in all the subjects you just mentioned."
Harry's POV
"Wow, congratulations. You sound like my friend Her...mony Harmony." I stuttered over her name for a moment. "She got straight O's as well. Except in defense where she got an E" I have to come up with a way for me to know her because there was no 'Harmony' at the orphanage and Tom might go digging. "I met her, at one of my foster homes. We went to elementary school together. She went to a small magic academy in Germany." Now I need to come up with a reason as to why she doesn't exist any more. "She got advance a year and took them a year before we did. She was a half blood, and she was killed."
"Does everyone in your life die?" He then adds insincerely. "Not to sound rude and heartless, but it sounds like everyone you know dies unless you're there to save them."
"I suppose that is true." I thought about it for a second and came to the conclusion that Fate really hates me. I don't hate you Mr. Potter. I just enjoy making your life as difficult as possible. Besides you made up Harmony and her death she could have just moved to Australia because the killings got to much for her family. God dam it why the hell didn't I think of the before hand. Dammit Fate maybe you could have mentioned that before I made it seem like death revolves around me. Well actually death enjoys making you miserable to because your a descendent of the Perverell family. Read the Tales of Beedle the Bard. Indeed fat is correct I hate those dam Perverells they are terrible people, but I get as much fun out of your life as fate does. Geez what is this party in Harry Potter's head so you can tell him how much fun you have making his life terrible day? That evil laugh from earlier was accompanied by another this time. Why can't I be normal?
"-rison. Harrison... Harrison." Tom calls. I respond testily with "What?"
"You kind of zoned out there. You were feeling sorry for yourself so I asked if you wanted to see some thing interesting to a person of your academic ability?" He says with a slightly twisted smile on his face.
Tom's POV:
Where does Harrison go when he zones out like that? It's an interesting occurrence the I want to study more in depth, but not right now. Right now I want to test a different part of him. I wish to see his reactions to some of my unpleasant characteristics. So far he seems to be relatively decent company, but I want to see how he respond to this, in a Gryffindor or Slytherin way. "Follow me." He does so a bit apprehensively.
We go to the back yard that has a park part to it. I lead him there and hiss "Come to me my ssssnakessss." Harry does not look at me in awe, hate, or fear; instead, he looks relived like oh he is only showing me he can talk to snakes. Out comes several non poisonous snakes and one adder.
"Hello my friendsssss." Harrison says to the snakes. This time I'm the one in shock.
"You're a desssscendant of Ssssslytherin asssss well?"
"No. Let'sssss jussssst ssssay itsssss an acquired ability." I didn't know that was possible.
The adder says to us, "Two sssspeakersssss gracssssse our presssssence. What an honor"
Harrison sits down and starts talking and playing with the snakes. I find it odd that I find the only other Parselmouth in existence here at the place I hate most in the world. Why does he seem like such a kind person? He's had a terrible life. Why does it seem he's like me, but completely different at the same time? How on earth can he be so seemingly calm when it looks that the entire world is against him?
I want to know everything there is to know about Sean Harrison and I know just where to look. The little blond girl. She is his week spot and I can use her for information about Harrison's life.
I ask myself an important question, why do I want to know him so much? Why did I just hear a noise that sounded like a laughter in the back of my head?
Harry's POV:
When Tom introduced me to his snakes I was relived that he was only showing me he was a parselmouth. I can understand why he would show me. It tends to be a turn off for a lot of people. See second year. His snakes are great. I particularly like Jesse, she is this tiny little snake about 13 cm (5in) long. She was someone's pet that came from America, but he abandoned her. She is Crowned Snake. I think I might keep her if she lets me.
"Jessssse, how would you like to be my companion?" I ask her"Would I get to ssssstay with you?" She asks hopefully. "Yessss. You would." "I would very much like to be your companion."
"I ssssee you took a liking to my sssssnakessss." Tom says. Jesse wrapped herself around my wrist. I look up at Tom and sent him a smile.
"Thank you for sssshowing them to me. They musssst mean a lot to you." I say meaningfully at how much is must take to tell people he can talk to snakes.
Tom's POV:
"Ssssometimessss I think they're the only onesss who underssssstand me." I say, thinking about all the people that are scared of me or pretend to like me for power. Snakes are my most honest companions.
"I know what you mean." He says meaningfully. "I have a hard time finding people who undersssstand me that'ssss why I cling to Vera. Even though ssshe is young ssshe getsss me."
Well I was right I need to talk to Vera for some answers and I will get them. A bell rings in the distance "Come on that means dinner." We walk inside together.
THIS NOTE IS IMPORTANT
Okay thank you for reading the second chapter of Saving Lives is Never Easy. My reviewers rock I loved reading them. Thanks for the favs and alerts too guys I appreciate it. I find Tom to be a very lonely person particularly at the orphanage and because he has yet to kill some one (at least in my fic because he was head boy when he killed Myrtle and I think it was the summer before or after seventh year he killed his father. I'm not to sure because there was a fire in my house and I only have books 3, 4 and 5 the rest are hiding.) I find him to be redeemable. I think what finally pushed him over the edge to insanity was committing murder he was already twisted and had intimacy issues so he finds people to be expendable, but because Harry interests him he wants to put Harry though a seirs of test to find out if he's going to keep surprising him or if he's just going to become another useless face in a sea of followers. I hope that explains he behavior if you were wondering