Hi! The next chapter! Hopefully it meets your expectations! I'll get the next one up as soon as i can and hopefully it won't take a month.

Draco paced the floor in Severus's quarters, trying to understand all the information Harry just gave him. A lot of things made sense in a way; how he sometimes just knew something, how he reacted towards some people. How Harry found the chamber of secrets so easily. The list goes on. But... The one thing Draco doesn't quite get is Dumbledore. Sure the man is a bit weird and sometimes insane, this though? Draco wanted to scream- wanted to... To just break everything in the room in a huge fit of rage because how dare he; how dare he do that to Harry. Dumbledore obviously knew about the abuse the Dursleys were putting Harry through yet he did nothing. No, he kept sending him back instead, and on top of that purposely put Harry through danger with Voldemort and the triwizard championship. Draco heaves a sigh,running his hands roughly down his face as the door opens and Severus walks in.

"Draco?" A small crease in his eyebrows is the only hint to Severus' worry at the sight of his disheveled godson, "what happened?"

"Well, everything I thought I knew was just turned on its head and stomped on, repeatedly." Draco slumps into a nearby chair, Severus taking the one across from him in a more graceful manner.

"Care to elaborate on that?" Severus has an eyebrow raised slightly and a strangled laugh escapes my throat.

"Not really, no. It's not my place to tell anyone and even if I could I wouldn't. It's for Harry to tell when he is ready. Which I should probably go back before he thinks something ridiculous like he ran me off or some other crazy thing." Draco stood up and headed to the door, pausing before leaving, "sorry for bothering you. I hope Harry tells you soon on his own." Draco leaves and Severus is left staring blankly at the door before getting up to grab some firewhiskey.

Harry POV

It's been a while since Draco left to think things over and I can't help but worry. I'm half tempted to go find him when the door to our room opens and he walks in.

"Sorry for walking out like I did-"

"You can pretend I never told you-"

We start speaking at once before breaking off, and I can't help the small grin that appears on my face.

"You can-"

"Sorry-"

We try again only to stop, blinking at each other before bursting out in laughter. I clutch at my sides as they start to ache from the laughter that hasn't come from me so strongly in ages. Draco slips to the floor, breathing heavily as we calm down.

"So you're from the future?" Draco gets out, the question sobering us both and I sit on the floor beside him, leaning against the wall. Thankfully the silencing spells are still in place.

"Basically, yes. I hadn't really planned on telling anyone but maybe it's better if I tell at least the ones I'm closest to. I'm just not sure on how people would react to something like this." I run a hand through my hair with a sigh, looking at the floor.

"This changes nothing between us, okay? So don't you dare think it will. You're still one of my best friends and I'm not going to leave just because you are from a different time where we hated each other." I grin at him, grateful that he isn't going to hate me after all, his serious grey eyes cementing the truth in his words.

"Thank you."

A month later and I am looking at a group of death eaters as they leave the meeting, having been told of their newest member. Some weren't too pleased to find out I was there, Bellatrix especially.

~Harry, I think Tom is trying to get your attention

I jerk slightly from my thoughts to see Voldie looking at me, "Sorry, what?" Tom holds back a sigh before trying again.

"I asked why you reacted so badly last time when I mentioned you call me Tom." I'm suddenly glad we are still sitting in the meeting room because I would have otherwise collapsed to the floor in dread at having to answer him.

"Oh um, I'm really sorry about that. I must have eaten something bad that night." I try to laugh but it falls short at the frown Tom is giving me. I look away, not wanting to see the disappointment at the blatant lie.

"Will you call me Tom, Harry? This will be the last time that I ask." I catch his gaze and have to force myself to swallow a few times, the smoky grey eyes captivating me. 'Merlin, have his eyes always been this...beautiful? Shit I need to answer. Do I want to call him Tom? Of course. But this...this would be me officially acknowledging that he isn't the Voldemort from my past. Though isn't that the point? Though to be honest I haven't really confused him with his past self in a while. That leaves me with the obvious answer I should have given the first time he asked.'

"Yes. Yes, I will call you Tom." I smile at him, heart fluttering when he gives a small one in return.

"Thank you, Harry."

I return to the cottage shortly after, my heart still racing and face flushed. It takes all my will power to only tell Sirius to shut up instead of curse him when he teases me for having a crush on someone. I leave to the library, in pure denial because it's not true. 'I do not have a crush on Tom.'

About a week later I am back at the Potter house I leant Voldemort after the prison break, planning to just check in. Walking into the sitting room, I find Tom sitting in a chair reading, and move to join him. Grabbing a book on baking -and really, why does Tom have a book on baking?- I take the seat across from him. Draco, Pansy, and Blaise arrive thirty minutes later with a few bags between them.

"Harry! When did you get here?" Pansy asked, one of the three bags in her grasp.

"Not too long ago. What are you guys doing?" Glancing up at Tom, I nearly snort as he continues to stare at his book even though he's no longer reading it.

"We've been given permission to take some rooms here for when we want or need to stay here." Blaise answers, following my gaze to Tom, before grabbing his bag and heading for the stairs, "I call dibs on the room with the window nook. "

"No! I already called dibs on that one! Blaise!" Draco called out at the retreating back of a chuckling Blaise. Draco quickly dashed up the stairs after the older male, Pansy giving a small sigh.

"I should go make sure they don't break anything. We will be back down soon if you will still be here?" I gave her a small nod before going back to the passage on butterscotch lush I had been reading.

The peace and quiet is again interrupted by the sudden arrival of three death eaters bursting into the room in a panic.

"My Lord you must come quickly! "

"It's terrible my Lord!"

"We need your assistance as soon as possible!"

The three men dressed in their robes and masks spoke over each other in a jumbled mess of words, arms flailing, before Tom speaks over them.

"What has possessed you to storm in here like animals, demanding my help like undisciplined children? "

"But my Lord this is important."

"You need to come with us."

"We can't deal with this ourselves."

The men continue to speak after Tom finishes. I watch as an eyebrow gives an almost invisible twitch before he abruptly stands, quickly silencing the others. However, just as Tom stands up, the three pull their wands out; two pointed at Tom and one at me. I scoffed internally. 'Do they really think one of them can hold their own against me? I'm about as strong as Tom.' I also stood, subtly taking my wand out even though it's not necessary. 'I'd rather not reveal my wandless magic yet.'

"Crucio!" The spell aimed in my direction, and I quickly moved out of the way and stood to the right of Tom. A few moments later I could hear three pairs of feet running down the steps, before my trio of friends appear in the room with shocked expressions.

"Why are death eaters attacking? Who are they?" Draco glanced between the three men before finding me and I gazed back with a small shrug. Tom is calmly staring at the three men, even though I could feel the anger through the link we share. One of them turn and points a wand at Draco, and all three cast spells in different directions. Tom easily evades the crucio sent towards him, and my runes protect me from the sectumsempra send at me.

My blood runs cold at the sound of Avada Kedavra being cast and the green light rushes towards Draco. I watch as Pansy acts, shoving Draco out of the way just as the spell reaches them and connects with the wall behind where they had been standing. My eyes are wide as Tom points his wand at the three.

"I'd let you live so I can interrogate you but you just nearly killed two of Harry's friends. I can't let that slide. Avada kedavra." The curse hits the one that has just been standing there with his wand aimed at Tom. He turns to the other two and smirks, "as for you two? Crucio." He hits both of them in quick succession, and the room is filled with them collapsing in pain. Blaise is holding onto Pansy as the men groan in an attempt to not scream. Tom's eyes narrow and a few moments later they are screaming. I put my wand back into its holster on my arm, before walking over to my group of friends.

"Draco? Are you okay?" I search his face, which is blank, though his hands are shaking.

"I'm fine." Draco gets out, words quiet, and I squeeze his shoulder lightly.

"You should go and see the twins, they should be living on their own now. Take Aeron with you, he is out in the garden. He can find them." I watch as he nods and heads out to find the snake, and I turn to Blaise and Pansy. I raise an eyebrow in question and Blaise nods. It's all the confirmation I need that they are both okay before I turn to Tom who is still staring at the screaming men. Stepping into his line of sight, I place a hand on his arm. I feel him tense but neither of us move away from the contact.

"You can end the curse now, Tom. Keep one of them in the dungeons to interrogate later, if you want." My voice is soft, my gaze not leaving his.

"Very well Harry," the men stop screaming, "if his brain is still intact then I will have Lucius interrogate him." Tom moves away and kills the second one before binding the third and takes him to the dungeons.

I return home to the cottage after Tom leaves. Walking through the front door, the last person I expect to see is Severus. He's sitting stiffly on the couch as Remus is swallowing what looks like wolfsbane.

"Are you okay?" Severus speaks first, noticing my slightly shaken appearance. I swallow before nodding slightly.

"Is it okay for you to still be here? Unless we are telling more people?" I question, sitting next to Remus , across from Severus. 'Where's Sirius?'

"It's fine, I haven't been here long. I only stayed to give you this." Severus stands from his chair and holds out an envelope from his robes, before heading to the Floo, "read that as soon as possible." Was all he said before leaving in a burst of green. I let out a sigh before turning to the werewolf.

"Where's Sirius?"

" He went to the nearest muggle town to get some food, he should be back shortly. What happened? " Remus looks up at me, concerned and I sit back down.

"We were attacked at the safe house I lent Tom. I will give more details later when Sirius is back. For now, I should go read this. " Remus nods and I stand up to go to my room.

I open the envelope as soon as I reach my desk chair and let out s huff of air at the sight of the elder wand and folded paper. 'I should have guessed, really. It is about the time where he dies the first time.' I put the wand on the desk and open the letter.

Harry,

I am very sorry to tell you that I have died. Or, more accurately, I've been murdered by Voldemort. I was hoping it wouldn't come to that but alas, it has. I entrust the third deathly hollow to you my dear boy, and hope you see the truth in time before the wizarding world is destroyed. Lead the light to victory, Harry. With this wand and the cloak you have two of three hollows. Kill Voldemort and retrieve the final hollow, the stone. Lead us to victory.

Albus Dumbledore

I run a hand through my hair, before burning the pointless later. It's still early in the timeline for his death. I already know Tom didn't kill him, it wasn't in the plans we have so far and he wouldn't go behind my back like that. 'Technically, I have all three in my possession. Tom has me letting the stone. So this would make me the master of death wouldn't it? I don't plan on doing anything with it though so it hardly matters right now. I should probably tell Tom what's happening next time we talk.' Feeling the return of Sirius through the wards, I had back downstairs and greet the other two in the kitchen.

"There's a few things I should catch you up in." I sit at the table, waiting for Remus and Sirius to join me. Sirius has gotten everything put away already and he sits across from me, black hair pulled up out of his face. Remus sits next to him, movements tired in anticipation of the coming moon.

"What is it Harry?" Sirius asks, concerned.

"To start with, three death eaters attacked Tom and I, along with Draco, Pansy and Blaise. We are all fine but it was unexpected. And then Severus gave me a letter from Dumbledore. He's apparently dead now though I don't know the real way he died. He tried to tell me he was killed by Tom, and also gave me the elder wand so I might be the master of death now."

"I'm sorry, what? " Sirius asked, stunned. I held in a sigh and began to explain everything; what Dumbledore has been trying to do, and how I helped Tom with the prison break and lent him a house. It didn't take long to realize I should have explained this sooner but I didn't stop, and Sirius let me talk without interrupting.