Rating: Pg-13
Warnings: Basicly just slash. That means guy on guy!
Disclaimer: High school can be confusing. If I owned Harry Potter, then things would have more reality in them!
A/N: Yay! It's out on time! I have decided I like this chapter. Hope you all do too!
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"stuff in italics" mind speak
Harry had closed his eyes during the transportation from Hogsmeade, but opened them when he felt his feet hit the ground. The only thing that kept him from falling was the small boy holding him. Opening his eyes, Harry saw, not a young kid holding him, but a full grown Dark Lord. Upon seeing him, Harry had a rush of mixed feelings, among them hate, anger, happiness, and sympathy. After taking a closer look at the man holding him, though, sympathy mixed with a little bit of worry overshadowed all of the others. Tom looked awful. He had deep bags under his half closed foggy eyes, his skin was even paler than normal, and his hair looked as if it hadn't been washed in many days.
"Holy crap, Tom! You look terrible! What happened?"
"Nice to see you, too, Harry. And I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Tom, you have huge bags under the eyes that you can't keep open, your hair looks super dull, and your face is even paler than normal! Don't tell me you have no idea what I'm talking about, I won't take it."
"Okay, okay, so I had a few bad nights…" As Tom said this he had begun walking towards one of the nearby chairs, but stumbled so much on the way over that Harry quickly ran over to make sure he didn't fall. However, has he got closer he somehow didn't notice the rug on the ground and tripped over it so that he went flying. Fortunately, Harry quickly had his wand out and had the dark lord levitating before he could hit the ground.
"Thank you, Harry. You can put me down now."
"No. You are obviously dead on your feet. You can't walk; I can't even understand how you can put together complete sentences. I am levitating you straight to bed, no matter what you say. I don't care if you think I'm being pushy or that this is unnecessary, I'm doing it anyways. Now, which way to your room?"
Realizing that he had already lost the fight, Tom just pointed towards the nearest staircase and allowed Harry to begin levitating him up it. Once in the bedroom, however, Tom insisted that Harry put him down and let him get into bed on his own. Harry did so, and the Dark Lord was quickly asleep. Harry sat and watched him sleep for about 5 min, just thinking how peaceful the man who had killed countless people looked, before digging out his downsized invisibility cloak and enlarging it again before slipping it and heading out for an exploration of the house.
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Tom woke up a few hours later, around dinner time, feeling completely awake for the first time in a very long time. He slowly got out of the bed, wincing at how cold the room felt on his bare feet compared to his nice warm bed. He went into the bathroom and splashed water on his face to help wake him up, before heading out to find Harry. He finally found the teen, or the teen's head, anyway, asleep on one of the couches. Heh, I should have known he would bring his invisibility cloak. Lucky for me it slipped off or I bet I would have ended up sitting on him. After admiring the younger man's features for a few moments he lightly grabbed the sleeping boy's shoulder and gently shook him awake.
"..wha? Where am I? Tom?"
"Hey handsome. Sorry to wake you, but the house-elves have dinner ready."
"Wake me? Wait, did I fall asleep? The last thing I remember was thinking that this one couch looked really soft and then laying on it for a few moments."
"Well, apparently you were tired too. Now come on, or dinner is going to get cold."
"Okay."
Harry rose and began to follow Tom out of the room. As they entered the dining room, one of the house-elves took one look at Harry and ran from the room as fast as his little legs would carry him.
Harry took the chair next to the one Tom sat down in. "What's his problem?" He asked while pointing his thumb in the direction that the elf had run off in.
"Well, you see, they aren't used to seeing floating heads walk around."
"Floating heads? I wouldn't think they would be, but was that got to do with anything?" Tom conjured a mirror in response. "Oh… I never took off my invisibility cloak…"
"And Bingo was his name!" Tom laughed, Harry soon joined in before they both dug into their meal of ham and mashed potatoes.
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After dinner found Tom and Harry sitting in chairs by the fire, sipping warm cups of coffee and just enjoying one another's company. Harry took another drink from his mug thinking about the last time he had seen tom face-to-face and had been alone with him when a puzzling thought entered his mind. How had Tom gotten into Hogwarts that night? Harry decided to ask the older man.
"Hey Tom, I have a question for you. How did you get into Hogwarts on Halloween?"
"Ah yes, I was wondering when you were going to be getting around to asking that. You see, my original plan was to recruit more people and find out who was close to you and Dumbledore. However, you succeeded very well in distracting me, and after you left I was in no mood to continue my plan and went home."
"You didn't answer my question of how you got in."
"Oh. Well, you remember the Chamber of Secrets?"
"How could I forget about that?"
"Well, as none of the previous headmasters have known about it, there are no apparation wards on it. So basically, I apparated in, and then walked down to the Slytherin dorms where I met up with the children of my Death Eaters."
"That actually makes sense…"
"Of course it does. It was my idea after all."
"Oh, and of course anything that was your plan was smart and perfect."
"Don't you know it. Come now, time for bed, dear Harry. I shall show you to your room."
Tom took his and Harry's now empty mugs and gave them to a house-elf to take care of before leading Harry up the main stairs and down a hallway.
"You already know that this is my room, and yours is the one right across the hall." Tom pointed to a door directly across from his own. "Here, let me show you around real quick." Tom opened the door and led Harry in to revel a room done up in all different shades of green. The walls were a cool but dark green, the carpet the color of grass on a golf course. There was a large canopy bed against one of the walls with lime green silk sheets and a pale green canopy over the top of it. "…and through that door over there is the bathroom. If you need anything else just holler for me or one of the house-elves. They will happily get you anything you request. There are robes that should fit you in that bureau over there, along with some different styles of pajamas. Don't worry about getting up at any certain time, whenever you happen to wake up is fine. One last thing, don't be surprised if Nagini comes in during the night; she tends to do so quite a bit. I think that's all. See you in the morning, Harry. Sweet dreams." Tom looked into Harry's eyes for just a moment before turning and heading towards the exit.
"Tom! Wait!"
"Yes? Did you need something else Harry?"
"Just one small thing."
"And that would be…"
"A good-night kiss, of course."
Tom felt his breath catch in his throat before his lips suddenly were being covered by Harry's. He let his eyes slip shut before wrapping his arms around Harry's waist even as he felt one of the younger man's hands tangle in his hair and the other gently caressing his face. After too soon a time, however, both had to come back for air. They stared into each other's eyes for a few moments before Tom leaned back down and placed one more gentle kiss on his lips and then stepped back from the teen.
"Good-night Harry." Tom smiled at Harry as he turned to leave for one last time.
"Good-night Tom. See you in the morning."
Harry watched the door shut behind the 'evil' Dark Lord before heading towards the bathroom to get ready for bed.
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The next morning Harry woke up around 10 feeling completely rested and wide awake, but very much wondering if Tom was still asleep or awake or where he was if he was awake. Harry grabbed an over robe and slippers before exiting his room and walking over to the door across from his own. He stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do, before deciding on knocking. There was no answer, so Harry gently pushed the door open and headed inside.
With only his head in, Harry could see the general layout of the room. It was the same as his, but with silver along with green. Typical. He would have the Slytherin colors in his room. Harry glanced around, couldn't find Tom, and was about to leave the room when a lump on the bed that had been thought to be a pillow moved. Lazy bum. Still in bed, I see. Let's see…How should I wake him up? Harry thought for a moment before coming up with the perfect way to wake up the peacefully sleeping man.
He quickly summoned a can of whip cream from the kitchen before quietly walking over to the edge of the bed. He uncapped the lid and sprayed a large pile of the fluffy white food onto the Dark Lord's hand that lay sprawled across one of the pillows relatively near to his head. He then conjured a feather and began to tickle the older man's nose.
Just as expected, Tom reached up with his whip cream covered hand and started to rub his nose. Harry began to laugh and had to quickly cover his mouth with his own clean hand. Tom suddenly sat bolt up right mumbling nonsense. This only made Harry laugh harder.
"What the blazes? What is this stuff on my face? Get it off get it off get it off!
Harry laughed. "Tom, calm down; its just whipped cream. I'll go get you a towel."
Harry came back from the bathroom carrying a towel and handed it to Tom, who immediately began to wipe the stuff off of his face.
"Now, would you care to explain what that was all about?"
"I'm sorry, but you just looked way to peaceful. I had to, and it was the best way I could think of. You should have seen your face!"
"Yes, well, I wasn't expecting to be woken up like that." Tom grumbled. "What time is it anyway?"
"Um," Harry checked his watch, "About 10:30."
"Oh. Well, how about I get dressed and then we can go have some breakfast?"
"Sounds good to me."
Tom began to push the covers back and get out of bed before grabbing Harry's arm and pulling him down on the bed next to him.
"By the way, good morning Harry." Tom leaned down and met Harry's lips with his own for a second before pulling back again. "Now shoo. I'll meet you in the dining room in 10 min and we can decide what to do for the rest of the day. Okay?"
Harry, who was still a little surprised by the sudden kiss, only nodded his head before turning and heading towards the door. It took him a few tries because on the first one he ran into the wall right next to the door.
"Little to your right!" Tom called at him.
Harry spared him a glare before actually walking out the door to go prepare for the day.
A/N: Woohooo! All done! One of my friends gave me the idea for the prank. I thought it was funny...
Next chapter: Snape comes back into the story!
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