Alrighty now, here we go! The moment you've all been waiting for: who is at the door?! Well now you're gonna find out! Also I am pleased to announce that I am putting up my first project on Deviant Art. So yeah wish me luck! Alright here it is Chapter 6!
Flames will be used to make smores and light my scented candles. I make no money from this fic and I own nothing but Helena, Kaylie, Tommy, Anathema & the plot of this fic. Warnings: Dark!Harry, Dumbledore Bashing, Ginny Bashing, and teenage hormones. Roll story!
Helena's POV
I stared in shock at the man before me on the porch. His hair was the same dark chocolate mess of soft waves but just a bit longer, his skin a little paler, his body a little thinner. But those eyes, those gorgeous red eyes, were just as haunting as they had always been. He smiled at me, eyes filling with tears.
"Tom?" I whispered, shaking slightly as I lowered my wand. His smile widened and held his arms open for me. I hesitated, stepping back and lowering my eyes. I raised my eyes and decided, running into his arms. He embraced me tightly, burying his face in my neck and letting out a choked sob. I clung to him and leaned further into his embrace, silent tears slipping down my cheeks.
"Is this where you've been? All this time and I just had to come here? By Salazar, love, you never cease to amaze me." He pushed me back a bit and examined me, frowning as he did. I looked him over, frowning as well at what I saw. There were dark circles under his eyes and he looked disturbingly gaunt, cheeks and eyes slightly sunken in.
"You haven't been taking care of yourself," he accused in a growl. My eyes narrowed.
"Neither have you," I hissed as I started to pull away. Panic flashed across his face and he pulled me back into his arms, nuzzling my throat with a soft whine. I reached up and carded my fingers through his hair as I murmured reassurances, kissing his ear. He calmed slowly, still shaking a bit and breathing deeply. I felt his grip loosen a little as his weight came down fully on me. I blinked before chuckling softly and lifting the slumbering dark lord into my arms, carrying him inside.
Sirius followed close behind us, fidgeting and whimpering. I laid Tom across the couch, sitting down and placing his head in my lap. I wonder what people would think if they knew how cute he looked asleep, I thought as I began to once again run my hand through his silky locks. He sighed in his sleep and leaned into the touch, smiling softly.
"He really hasn't been sleeping?" I asked, looking up at Bellatrix since she was his personal healer. She nodded sadly and looked away when I growled quietly. I'd told these people to take damn good care of my husband while I was gone and his current state of health infuriated me. Tom shifted in my lap and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face in my hip. My anger melted in a flash and I smiled down at the sleeping form, caressing his cheek.
His eyes fluttered open and he looked up at me, face going blank with shock. I smirked at the now gaping dark lord and waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him from his daze. He reached up and stroked my cheek, asking silently if I was real. I took his hand in mine and kissed his palm gently, offering a small smile in answer. He shot up and took my face in his hands, pressing our foreheads together with a wide grin. I cradled his face in my hands as well and let out a strangled whimper, tears falling silently once more. Tom shushed me and pulled me so that I was molded to him, purring comfort.
"Why?" I whispered," Why couldn't you just listen?" He tensed and immediately went silent, grip tightening painfully on my arms.
"You do not question my actions," he hissed darkly. I growled, lips curling into a snarl.
"What am I now, one of your servants? I am your life mate Tom, I deserve to know and if you don't wish to tell me I'll complete the papers I've been putting off," I snapped as I stood and began to pace. The others had fled the room at that point, knowing that the coming argument was going to be violent and dangerous to any spectators. I heard a snarl and then Tom was on me, pinning me down. I fought back, biting and scratching wherever I could gain purchase.
He growled dangerously, snapping his head forward and sinking his now fully extended fangs into my neck. I instantly went limp, paralyzed by the move but continued to growl. He bit down harder with a loud growl and I surrendered, going silent. Satisfied with my submission, he released my neck and lapped gently at the wound. I ignored the wordless apology, continuing to look away from him and staying quiet. He whimpered and nudged my cheek with his nose, begging to be given attention.
"Don't ever treat me like property again," I hissed. He kissed my cheek and the corner of my mouth, purring softly.
"I won't. I'm sorry my love, please don't be angry. I love you," he whispered into my ear.
"And I love you," I whispered back as I pulled him into a kiss.
"OH WHAT THE HELL?!" Someone squeaked. We froze staring into each other's eyes.
Oh bugger….
HaHaHa! Yes Chapter is up! Ok quick note Tom has creature blood in him as well which is what caused his actions. When Helena threatened to leave he realized he might lose his mate and his creature instincts kicked in to keep her with him. But who has stumbled across them? Tommy? Kaylie? Or worse, Harry who now regards Helena as a sort of surrogate mother? No, seriously, who? You decide. Review and tell me who you think it should be. See you next time!
