(Time skip)
# A few days later#
Having Fier with him in the orphanage was very useful, the small boy knew of many spells Tom did not ever hear of. Although the boy seemed a bit griffindorish at times, he was usually quiet and sometimes even calculating when he watched him. Tom didn't know what to think of it.
"No breathe in deeply…yes, that's it..." the calm voice of Harri swept through his brain as they sat in his room crossed legged on the bed facing each other.
Harri was teaching him how to properly reach his magical core, Tom was initially surprised at how patient Harri was and purposely tested the small boy by deliberately faking confusion in order to anger him, but Harri was patient and smiled whenever Tom got something wrong, calmly repeating the steps as if he enjoyed teaching Tom
"I can see it" Tom breathed out suddenly feeling proud, He could see his magical core he smirked when he noticed the dark black colour of the magic – of course, he was a dark wizard his core would have to be black. He opened his eyes suddenly when he felt thin arms wrap around his torso. Harri hugged him Tom stiffened confused and feeling out of his depth, no one had ever hugged him. He didn't know what to think of it.
"Relax, I won't let go until you relax Tom" Harri breathed in his ear.
They sat there for a while until Tom forced his limbs to relax. Eventually he felt the warmth Harri excluded his petite body fitting into his perfectly. He looked down into Harri's eyes blue against green. He frowned when he felt his magic reach out towards Harri.
Harri blushed dropping his arms when he realized that he was still holding onto Tom.
"It's just I-I'm so p-proud of you" Harri stuttered, wringing his dainty hands tightly. Tom smiled teasingly down at the small boy unexpectedly grabbing his tiny hands – they did look small and pale against his much larger ones. They both looked up at the same time magic crackling between them. Tom could see that Harri had purely emerald eyes, usually people with green eyes had another shade mixed in but Harri's was a pure single colour shining brightly as if lit from within , Tom wondered if Harri had some veela blood, as he did say he came from France.
"LUNCH TIME FREAKS!" the loud banging and shouting at the door startled the two boys from their daze. Harri stuttered a bit shuffling away from Tom, whereas Tom stood up haughtily brushing away imaginary specks of dust from his clothing.
"Let us leave then – before those ghastly muggles find out that we are still here" Tom muttered opening the wide windows stepping outside – as his room was on the ground floor and then holding out a hand for Harri.
Harri grabbed onto Tom's hand – even though he could get out himself, Tom always held out a hand for him, it made him feel special and wanted as if Tom cared for him, the blush still hadn't left his face, hold yourself together it's just Voldemort Harri reprimanded himself. But all of that was in vain, he did like Tom's attention despite his Minds refusal and he came to understand Tom's hate for muggles. They treated Tom like dirt and even worse once he came to stay with Tom, he shivered remembering the Patron cornering him two days ago he could still feel the slimy hands on his skin, luckily Tom saved him even though he could defend himself, Tom liked looking after him making sure he slept alright and had enough food throughout the day, Tom said it was because he didn't want him dead but he knew that the tall slytherin cared for him just like he himself did.
Tom let go of his hand once they left the dingy alley way that was ransacked with drunk muggles and scantily clad women who always seem to offer themselves to Tom. Harri scoffed as if Tom Riddle would ever be seen touching a muggle.
"Here we are the entrance to Diagon Alley – once we get there I want you disillusion yourself so I can take you to Gringotts to get your family inheritance" Tom said when they got there Harri frowned a heavy feeling weighed on his chest, he knew that once they got to Gringotts the truth about him will come out to the open, Tom would hate him and he would… what would he do Harri panicked inside he didn't think that far when he stayed with Tom those past two weeks, time flied he didn't want to face reality, he came to enjoy Tom's company the boy no he wouldn't call him a boy Tom was a man.
Harri wasn't aware of his surroundings he tripped over the pavement grabbing onto anything he could.
"Excuse me may I ask What you are doing" a stern snobby voice spoke above him sounding disturbingly like Malfoy, Harri looked up into blank silver eyes. Heart beating fast he saw Tom turn around.
"Abraxas, how are you?" Tom smiled expertly turning the Malfoy who was decked in silky robes.
Abraxas hastily fixed his blond hair smiling Harri glared when he saw the Malfoy pull himself and did he flutter his eyelashes –
" I'm fine thank you very much and good day my lord what are you doing?" the Malfoy simpered his once dull eyes now shining brightly, Harri glanced at Tom and his chest tightened when he saw Tom shoot the Malfoy a dazzling smile.
"I just have some business to attend, I hear your father is hosting a ball this Friday" Tom inquired the blond, Malfoy stood up straight all simpering gone instantly answering in a cool voice.
"yes father has I will be sending the invitations out today, one of the guests attending will be the friend of the late Fier's" Malfoy stressed grey eyes now hard and calculating Harri was baffled at the mood swings the boy was sending out, but Tom was nodding eyes distant.
"Hmm is that so… I will see if I have the time to attend" Tom answered walking away his back a firm dismissal to the Malfoy who was staring longingly at his lord.
Harri stood still for a moment thinking off the strange Malfoy left him a bit confused were all of Tom's friends like that. When he saw Tom turn around in search for him he hurried along. They arrived at the entrance to Gringotts all his previous feelings of guilt pouring back.
The bank looked exactly the same as his had in his own time the same pure white stones making the building tower ever the rest of the occupations. The inside was also the same; the dominating crystal chandeliers the black and white marble ground, the long open desk, with rows off wizards and witches waiting to served, and the goblins working hard their long angry faces glaring at any one who wasted their time.
Tom stopped in front of a goblin who glared angrily
"Yes and how can I help you" he stressed at Tom his looking straight at harry.
"As you can see I have an acquaintance with me, who would like to test out for the Fier inheritance and the seats that are, now, I believe currently empty in the French and British Ministries' Tom said Harri gasped, this situation was getting out of hand his palms were beginning to sweat and he could feel his breath constricting.
The goblin stared into Harri's eyes as if he knew. Moments passed and the goblin nodded slowly.
"My name is Grupga, follow me" Grupga ordered silently hopping off his stool and briskly walking into a door that appeared behind him. Harri stepped through the door heart beating wildly, he could hear Tom straight behind him, He then noticed that his glamour disappeared leaving him open and feeling strangely vulnerable. A soothing hand rested on his head for a moment –
"calm down Harri" Tom whispered in his ear, Harri took a deep breath and opened his eyes they were in a little office that had a high ceiling looking up into the blue sky, the design on the glass window appeared ancient with; goblin warriors and stacks of gold and other riches scattered around. Grupga sat behind the large oak desk that was situated in the middle of the room, there was hardly any furniture in the room apart from the two m=uncomfortable metal chairs in front of the goblins desk.
"Take a seat, do not waste my time" Grupga growled not looking up from the papers he was scribbling in. Tom and Harri both too a seat. Harri began to wring his fingers stopping when he heard Grupga clearing his throat.
"Here is a dagger please place a drop of blood onto this piece of parchment" the goblin uttered handing the items across to Harri, who sat frozen until Tom handed him the dagger. Harri took a deep breath looking up at Tom with sad eyes, Tom's eyes hardened in answer his thin pink lips thightning.
Harri took a deep breath slashing his wrist, he barely felt the pain of the dagger piercing his skin, his attention was focused solely on the droplet of blood that dripped onto the thick piece of parchment. Grupga snatched the parchment away from harry signing something near the bottom of the parchment, the goblins face was blank of any emotions when he glared up at Harri and Tom.
This was it, Harri thought miserably, goodbye Tom he whispered in his mind, his green eyes tearing up, as Grupga opened his mouth to announce…
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