The first thing that Harry saw when he woke up was a pale face and red eyes. Eyes widening in fear he backed away. Uncle Vernon said if anyone saw how weak he was that they would kill him. Harry was scared. He didn't want to die.

Tom however was sad at first. When he saw the young man jump away he thought that the young man didn't want to be near him. Then he realized that the young man was scared.

He moved away and said in a soft calming voice "I'm not going to hurt you you know." The man seemed to calm down and said in a hose voice "I'm Harry." Tom sighed in relief it seemed Harry was calmer now. He said in that same soft voice "Tom."

Tom feared Harry's reaction. What if Harry ran away knowing who he was.

Harry stared at Tom. Tom didn't look evil. He didn't feel evil either. You see Harry was... different. He had the ability to sense peoples intentions. Tom was kind, caring, and misunderstood. Harry decided that he was safe here. For now.

Harry knew that Uncle Vernon would find him, he always did. The first time Harry ran away he was found within the day. After that he got one of the worst beatings of his life and he (literally) didn't eat anything in a week.

But Harry decided to take advantage of the safety he had while he had it.

Meanwhile Sirius was watching from the sidelines. He saw Harry's fear, he saw Tom's calming effect. He also saw Harry getting lost in memories. He walked over to Harry and said "You will be safe here, we will make sure of it."

Sirius saw Harry nod.

Sirius looked to Tom and said, softly so Harry wouldn't hear him, "Are you going to tell him?" Tom shook his head.

Harry looked at the men in interest and observed them both. The man who's name he didn't know was dark. But in a good way. He had hair darker then his, but with tan skin. He had silver and blue eyes. He was very tall compared to Harry's 5ft 2 frame. He had to be at least 5ft 10. He looked 30 at most.

Tom was, well, really handsome he had redish brown hair pale skin and red eyes. Harry couldn't tell his age. He stood at an imposing 6ft frame at least. But Harry didn't feel scared at all. In fact he felt warm and safe.

"Harry," Tom said softly. "We should probably get you out of here. Where would you like to go?" Tom watched Harry's eyes carefully. Nothing. He saw nothing...

Harry opened his mouth and said quietly "As long as I don't have to go back with the angels I'm fine here with the demons."

Tom smiled.

Yep chapter three I love you readers and I know you exist! So do me a favor and tell me what to improve as I know I'm not the best of writers. Oh once again FLAMES WILL BE USED ON MY BROTHER! Though I wouldn't understand why you would read this far and THEN flame me... Then again when has hatred ever been logical.

And heres' a quote to keep in mind "Well dear, I figure that if I'm going to hell anyway I might as well have fun on the way down." Use it I know I do.