Beta: (being betayed)

Pairing/s in this chapter: no one for know, but when it appear I immediately will post it

Warnings in this chapter: Time-travel fic, mentions of rape, possessiveness (Tom being Tom, do I have to say anything else?)

Nr words in this chapter: 1.240


"Talking"

'Thinking'

-Parseltongue-

Dream / Memory / Parchment / Book / Letter


Chapter VII

–Merely–

Harry heard Tom leave and looked at his snake, as she hugged him around his neck and cuddled him, not letting anyone near. He felt safe in the arms of his snake and this led him to relax, but each time that the others neared he became tense, leading the snake to position itself in a strike position.

Harry heard in the background a door opening up and a familiar voice, but confined himself to lie down on the floor. What surrounded him didn't matter, he wanted to fall asleep, fall asleep to awake no more.

–Hush. Hush, my little, this man is the mentor of your master. He wants to help and protect your master. Zé trusts me, could you as well?–

Harry parted his eyes, seeing Tom at his side, offering his hand to the serpent. This looked at Harry and then at Tom.

–Do you trust me?–

–Master…–

– I promise that I won't let anyone hurt your master.–

Finally the serpent agreed and rose to the arm of Tom. Harry opened his eyes and looked at Tom. Emerald and silver met, Tom's eyes were white like dead inside, but Harry could see a light illuminate in his eyes by seeing that Harry opened his eyes.

"He's awake." Tom stepped back and in his place appeared Regulus.

Regulus smiled at Harry, as he gave him his glasses. "Do you remembre who did this to you?"

Harry looked at Regulus, then to the rest of the room and his gaze met Tom's. "No, I didn't see them, I didn't touch them and I didn't hear them. I blacked out." He said, hoping that his weak capacity to lie weren't noticed.

Regulus nodded. "Very well, maybe that has been for the best." He raised and Harry saw Slughorn and grandfather Sirius appearing in his field of vision.

–FD–

Tom left the room followed by the responsible for Zé. The man leaned against the wall staring at the ceiling, thoughtfully. Finally he looked at Tom.

"You're a Parseltongue. If I were you I would keep it a secret from white wizards."

"May I ask why?"

"Parseltongue is seen as dark magic. The more you use it more people will think you're a dark wizard."

Tom nodded and started petting the head of the snake, who hissed happy.

"Your name is Riddle, am I right?" Tom looked at the responsible for Zé, waving lightly. "Alphard lied to me, didn't he Riddle?"

"Why would thou wonder that, sir?"

"You may have noticed Riddle. Alphard refuses to look at the window and every time he hears us he winces. And call me Black."

"Mr. Black, if there was something that Zé would like to add, I'm sure he would."

To Tom' astonishment, the man smiled a sad smile, but still a smile.

"He told you to call him so?" Tom nodded. "You must be really important to Alph. The last person he asked to call him so was me and I refused. Just who he trusts he asks to call him by that name."

"On the same day that Zé told me to call him by that name, he tried to kill me, so it's a little hard to believe in you."

"Nevertheless, you are the person closest to Alph since he came to England."

'Closest to Zé, I?' now that Tom thought about it perhaps Mr. Black was right. Tom saw how everyone looked with admiration at Zé and then as they looked at Tom, mockingly. Zé was the only thing that kept them from mistreating him. Zé was the one authorized to do so. Tom was Zé's and nobody else was authorized to touch him.

"And you must trust Alph. Leaving your snake with Alph to protect him."

"She's Zé's."

"Oh…" Mr. Black looked at the snake on Tom's arm. "Is it poisonous?"

Tom frowned and looked at the beautiful serpent.

–Hey beauty.–

–Yes, Tom?–

–Zé' mentor is asking if you are poisonous.–

The serpent looked at Mr. Black. –Yes, but my venom doesn't kill.–

"She said yes, but that the venom doesn't kill, sir."

Mr. Black nodded and the serpent hissed softly: –For now.–

"Alph's mind is like a house. The entrance door locked by seven keys. But you have direct entry to the house without going through the door. You, Riddle, you view things through Alph's eyes. You…"

"Are locked inside a cupboard under the stairs."

"Excuse me?" Mr. Black inquired admired.

"I don't hit with the face on the door, but Zé locks me in the cupboard under the stairs, sir. The only time that the door opens is when Zé has nightmares. Still just a crack, enough to keep us both awake with the same nightmare."

"The cupboard under the stairs? Why a cupboard?"

"Because is the place where we are interconnected in addition to being his former bedroom, sir."

The eyes of Mr. Black increased significantly and his eyebrows disappeared behind his fringe.

Tom didn't care, returning his gaze to the serpent and petting her. Zé was his
and Tom would handle the people who had dared to touch something that belonged to him. Now he just had to be careful and pay attention to boy' voices and discover the voices that match, then he would hunt them down one-by-one and let the world know that no one messes with Alphard José White and Tom Marvolo Riddle.

–FD–

The next day, Harry went back to class, refusing to sit still and ponder what happened. Slughorn seeing that he refused to sit still ordered the Slytherin to look for each other the whole time as a fellow Slytherin had been attacked by a colleague from another house. Wherever Harry went, didn't matter the year that Harry was going to have next, Slytherin boys of the year that he would have classes were already there ready to accompany him. At first it bothered him, but over the week he became accustomed.

After a month, while a group of eleven students with the fifth, third and first years of Slytherin passed by some Ravenclaws, a few of them stopped to look. It was known that something happened that made the Slytherin begin to walk in groups and not rely on the other houses, it just wasn't know to whom and what happened. Harry let his gaze shift to them and one of them looked back. He had a smirk in the corner of the mouth and a lust look. Harry stopped, causing his comrades to stop and look at him.

"Something wrong, White? It seems you saw a ghost." In the second to follow the Ravenclaw had ten wands pointed to the chest.

"Abraxas…" Abraxas lowered his wand and looked at Harry.

Prewett mimicked him, turning to the others. "Very well, let's get going. They aren't worth it…"

"What?"

The Slytherins smirked and sheathed the wand, keeping it by hand and the Slytherin group walked away.

"HEY WHITE!"

Harry stopped and looked back. "What is it?"

"I heard you received a private birthday party on Halloween. You'll also making one on Christmas' night? After all from what I heard you liked, you moaned as the good bitch that you are."

"Stupefy." Harry merely heard or noticed that all the Slytherin comrades had unsheathed their wands and pointed at the Ravenclaw, merely noted that the Ravenclaw in question had fallen to the ground and merely noted that the Ravenclaw was unconscious.

(Tbc)


A gift for anyone who can suspect and hit the surname of the Ravenclaw. And for those who can find the line of Aladdin.

Next chapter: Regulus Black and Sirius Black are not happy with what happened

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