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Harry got changed as neatly as he could without rousing the dormitory's inhabitants. Going down the stairs leisurely he sauntered out of the common room. As he approached the Great Hall he saw Tom leaning against the wall. His raven hair looked impeccable and as his eyes locked onto Harry's gaze Harry felt a shiver run through him and a yearning to be closer. Squashing these bizarre feelings however Harry approached the waiting boy and together they entered the hall.

Forcing himself to walk to the Slytherin table - some habits die hard - Harry surveyed the room. Only a few students were present the rest presumably in their beds.

Tom sat down at the table and Harry proceeded to sit next to him. Looking at Tom Harry saw him raise an eyebrow at him quizzically.

Tom POV

"Why is he sitting next to me?" Thought Tom. "Hmm maybe I can use this time alone to my advantage."

"So Harrison where do you come from?" asked Tom

"My parents lived in a small wizarding village near Edinburgh" answered Harry whilst buttering some toast.

"What about you?" asked Harry.

"Shit! Should I tell him the truth or lie? If I lie and he finds out about it then he won't trust me enough for me to use him. Truth it is."

"I come from an orphanage in London." Surprise flashed over Harry's face when he said this and Tom saved that information away for later.

Harry POV

Harry never really thought about how Tom would answer that question and if he was perfectly honest the last thing he expected was to hear the truth. "hmm lets see how much he will tell me" thought Harry.

"What happened to your parents?"

Tom paused a fraction of a second before replying.

"My mother died giving birth to me and my father's whereabouts are unknown." Tom said this in the same tone as one talking about the weather.

Harry never knew what he was expecting. Tom Riddle wouldn't just say in a public place to practically a stranger "Yeah I killed my Dad and Grandparents it was quite the day out". However Harry did notice the stress on the word "father", he tried not to smile. The Voldemort he knew would have said it was weak to express that much raw emotion but to Harry it meant Tom Riddle was still human.

Harry's musings were cut short however as some of Tom's 'friends' came to join him.

A boy with longish black hair and grey eyes bounded up to Harry.

"Hey Harrison I'm Alphard Black nice to meet you" Alphard's words tripped over each other in his excitment but Harry was sure that's what he said.

"Its very nice to meet you too" replied Harry.

"Alphard sit down you are a disgrace to the name pureblood" snapped Tom, at this all of the new arrivals chuckled.

Alphard - blushing furiously - sat down next to Harry. Harry was not at all annoyed by this and through their small talk found he quite liked Sirius' uncle.

"Harrison this is Walburga Black" interupted Tom indicating the stern looking girl opposite.

"It's a pleasure to meet you" said Harry.

"This is Drualla Rosier" this time indicating a petite blonde haired girl next to Walburga.

"Pleasure" said Harry

"That is Dominic Avery" pointing to a boy talking loudly to a couple of girls from Ravenclaw. Harry rolled his eyes at this very un-Slytherin display and noticed Tom did as well.

"This is Hyperion McNair" said Tom leaning back so Harry could see the tall, black hair boy to Tom's left who nodded at him before returning to his cereal. There was just something surreal about a future Death Eater eating rice crispies.

"And you already know Richard Lestrange and Tobias Snape who are in the year below"

After the introductions were over Harry resumed talking to Alphard - his resemblece to Sirius was unerving. Just as Harry finished his toast he looked up to see the face of an angry, blond boy now sitting next to Walburga.

Wondering what he'd done to deserve such a glare Harry asked the boy.

"That's my seat." replied the blond.

"It doesn't have your name on it" retorted Harry feeling his magic bristle at the hostility in his voice.

"It doesn't have to" sneered the boy arrogantly.

"Abraxas stop whining at once. Is it not my decisions with whom I sit next to?" snapped Tom. At this those within earshot grew silent.

"Yes Tom" mumbled Abraxas immediately cowed.

"Apologise to Harrison at once. That is no way to welcome our new friend."

Abraxas glared at Harry before spitting out the word sorry.

"I want you to say it sincerely" demanded Tom.

Abraxas looked on the verge of having an aneurysm but eventually said, "I am sincerely sorry Harrison I hope you can forgive me."

"Apology accepted" said Harry through grit teeth. Slowly pupils tore their eyes away from them and resumed their meal.

"I can look after myself Tom" whispered Harry.

Tom just remained silent but Harry knew he'd heard.

Tom's POV

"Of course I knew he could look after himself" thought Tom savagely. "Why did I have to get involved?"

"Because you care about him" said a small voice in the back of his mind.

"It is illogical to care for someone after only knowing them a day."

"Fine refuse to listen to me you will be forced to face it eventually"

Tom quickly occluded his mind and went back to his meal with a bit more violence than usual.