Title: Abandon
Author: Batsutousai
Beta/Bunny-Handler: Magickmaker17
Pairings: Harry/Tom(Voldemort)
Warnings: This will have slash(Guys on guys, ppl.). This also has mentions of child abuse. Perhaps a bit mild…
Disclaim Her: I like pickles. Do you like pickles? I wouldn't mind having some pickles right now…(Although, chocolate's always better…)

Chapter 10

Harry woke to a faint knock on the door. Ron was still asleep, so he went and answered it.

"Gin?"

"Oh, you're awake."

"I suppose so. Did you need something?"

"Actually, I was hoping I could talk to you."

"Whozit?" Ron mumbled from his bed.

"Just Ginny. Go back to sleep, Ron." Harry replied softly, then stepped out into the hall. "Course you can talk to me, Gin."

"Great." Ginny took Harry's hand and led him over to her room. Hermione hadn't spent the night, so it was empty. The girl locked the door and settled on her bed while Harry took a chair.

"Okay, your face is telling me this is a serious, try-and-keep-it-quiet conversation. Do you want me to put up a Silencing Charm?" Harry inquired.

"Please."

Harry murmured the incantation while he waved his wand. "There." He nodded to the girl, stashing his wand up a sleeve, a habit he'd picked up from Tom.

"I heard George telling Blaise about an Auror you've been spending time with named Tom." Ginny said, getting right to the point. "Is it the Tom I'm afraid it is?"

Harry leaned back in his chair, giving the girl a piercing look. "Who do you think it is, Gin?"

"Well, Tom Riddle."

"Me and Voldemort?" Harry inquired softly, but in a serious voice, not a mocking one.

"That's what I thought. But, George's description made me think of him."

"Description?"

"Blaise asked what he looked like. George said he looked kind of like you." Ginny nodded.

"Wonderful." Harry sighed. "Yes, it's Tom Riddle."

"Why?"

"We ran into each other in Diagon Alley and we got to talking. He's really not so bad when he's not after your life or pissed at you."

"Pissed at you?"

"We had a fight a few days ago. You know he can give me nightmares."

"That's why you looked so tired!"

"Exactly."

"You look fine this morning."

"I think he gave me a break because it was my birthday." Harry paused. "You're taking this rather well."

"I trust your judgment." Ginny sighed. "And, anyway, I've met the semi-nicer Tom."

"I know. I wouldn't have told you, else."

"What do you two do?" Ginny inquired, relaxing back on her bed.

"Talk, insult one another, I do homework and he hexes Muggles." Harry smiled. "We meet up at this little Muggle café. He's also the reason I have such a good disguise."

"He'd have made sure you'd gotten one his followers wouldn't see through." Ginny nodded.

"Yeah." Harry sighed. "It's weird, though. I feel like I should be fighting with him, yet I shouldn't."

"Do you like him?"

"Eh?"

"Harry. Do you fancy him?"

"What makes you think that?"

"That look in your eyes. You had it about Cho two years ago and about Seamus last year."

"Shit."

"Harry?"

"I never even thought about that…"

"You do fancy him!"

"Not on purpose!"

"I should think not!" Ginny smirked. "When're you going to tell him?"

"Never."

"Harry…"

"I'm serious. He'd kill me."

"If you like him, tell him! Good Merlin!"

"Gin, he'll kill me!"

"Then I'll tell him."

"Nooo…" Harry groaned. "You can't. I'll never be able to face him again."

"What if he fancies you back?"

"He's the bloody Dark Lord, Gin! He doesn't fancy anyone!"

"Ginny! Harry! Ron! Time to get up!" Molly called up the stairs suddenly.

"Come on. Breakfast!" Ginny hopped up and hurried from the room.

Harry moaned into his hands. "I'm doomed."

"Heading for the Dursleys'?" Ron inquired as everyone ate breakfast.

"Yeah. I'm only hoping I can get my stuff back." Harry sighed.

"What'll you do with your books? You'll have two sets now." Arthur inquired.

"Ginny can have the newer ones that I have that she needs or could use better copies of. The others I can give to a used bookstore." Harry replied.

"Really?!" Ginny stared at Harry.

"Of course." Harry nodded.

"Wow. You're the best, Harry."

"Now, that's only if I can actually get my stuff back. I spelled the trunk so they couldn't damage it, for the most part, but, knowing them, they'll find some way to get rid of it." Harry sighed sadly.

"I'm sure you'll get it back." Ron grinned. The other Weasleys around him nodded.

"Thanks." Harry smiled slightly. "Will all of you behind me, there's no way I won't get it back!"

Everyone laughed.

Harry knocked on the door of Number Four, Privet Drive with an annoyed look. Vernon's car was home, and Harry had, belatedly, realized that it was a Friday and Vernon would be going in to work late, which meant he couldn't just order his aunt to hand everything over.

No. He had to deal with his uncle.

The door opened and Dudley let out a squeal of fright before trying to slam the door in Harry's face.

Harry's foot blocked the door as a cold smile took over his face. "Dudley, didn't anyone ever teach you to check who was standing on the other side of the door before opening it?"

"Who's there?" Vernon called.

"Oh, it's just me, Uncle Vernon!" Harry called in a sing-song voice that clashed with the chilled smile he wore. "I came for my stuff!"

"Get away from my house." Vernon growled as he turned the corner and looking out into the hall.

Harry shook his finger lightly, as if he were talking to a toddler. "Now, now, Uncle Vernon, that's no way to treat a guest. What will the neighbors think?"

Vernon froze, face purpling in anger as his eyes narrowed. "Dudley, let him in."

Harry stepped into the house as Dudley moved back quickly to let him in. The wizard closed the door behind him softly before turning back to his furious uncle(Dudley had fled into the dining room). "My trunk, Uncle Vernon. I would like it back, please."

"No."

Harry's wand appeared in his hand and he fingered it lovingly, another habit he'd probably picked up from Tom, as he watched the fat man. "I wouldn't deny me something so simple if I were you. I can use magic now." The young man whispered in a low, dangerous voice.

Vernon paled. "It's in the cupboard."

"Perfect." Harry purred, sliding past the man to face the door. "Alohomora." He murmured to the lock, which clicked open. Harry pulled the door open, ignoring Vernon, who was frantically looking around for the owl from the Ministry. Harry pointed his wand at his trunk. "Minuta Tabula."

Harry put his miniature trunk into his pocket and turned with a smirk at his uncle. "My things are still in my room, right?"

"Yes." The purple man ground out.

"Lovely." Harry pranced past Vernon and up the stairs to the smallest bedroom.

A slew of 'Alohomora's later and he was in his room, going through it and collecting his few belongings. A quick spell freed Hedwig. "I'm staying in London, near the Leaky Cauldron. I'm sure you'll be able to find me, right?" A slight nod from the bird brought a smile to Harry's lips. "Perfect. Off you go. Have fun. I'll see you later." Hedwig hooted in agreement before swooping out the open window. Harry miniaturized her cage and set it in his pocket with everything else.

"Are you quite done, boy?" Vernon growled as Harry came back down the stairs with a bright smile.

"Oh, not quite."

"Well, hurry it up!" Petunia shrieked from behind her husband.

Harry flicked a few treats on the floor, then threw two hexes before Apparating with a loud 'crack!'

Dudley peeked out into the hallway. "Mum? Dad?" He blinked down at the candy, which sat next to a couple of mice, one purple and quite plump, the other white and very thin. "Oooh…" He popped a candy into his mouth and continued looking for his parents, accidentally stepping on the purple mouse.

Then Dudley turned into a pig and he forgot all about his parents.

A/N: BUWAHAHAH!! Mice and a pig! I feel brilliant!!
Excuse my poor Latin. I always hated that class.
Also, I went back and found a calendar from '97, which is the year this supposedly takes place. August 1st, I'm proud to say, was a Friday. So HA!

REVIEWS: WOW!! I managed over 70 in under 24 hours!! 92 was my last count!! W00t!! Give me 100 for the next chappie?

Tigris T Draconis: Oh, I should HOPE a lot of people are reading it. Makes me feels all warm and fuzzy. Not everyone reviews, though. I like reviews. They're the icing on the cake. Chocolate icing on chocolate cake, in fact. Quite nice. -smirks-
A dog? Oh, no. Please, don't do that!! -bloody terrified of dogs- I'm a cat person, through and through. Dogs scare me…

witchintraining: Slash is coming. It is, in fact, partially written. Ya'll just have to WAIT!! -cackles-
Ah, no on the beta. Many thanks, but my lil sis already had the job. I wasn't actually using her in the first, like, 7 chapters because she was really busy, but when she did get the chance, she only found one mistake and I didn't feel like fixing it. FF.N drives me NUTS! So, thanks you, but no. If you're good with Latin, though, I DO need one of those…

Ebony Moonlight: WOW!! I always wondered what people thought at the end of each chapter. It's nice to see the thought process of a reader. VERY cool. -winks- Of course, it's even nicer to run into a reviewer who's mind works like mine does, well, sort of…
Heh. Voldie has a VERY big heart. I live with the thought that he just never got the chance to use it. No family, grows up in an orphanage, a Mudblood in Slytherin, the Heir… He couldn't have been very well liked. JKR mentioned that he'd never loved in an interview, and I thought it was a good reason for his actions. Of course, it only makes him fall harder… -smirks-
Yes, 70 reviews. It's not so horrible, really. Now, if I'd demanded 100 before the posting of this chapter, THAT would have been unreasonable, I believe. Perhaps they shall shag that many times. Of course, not all of them will be, shall we say, "on screen". That would be difficult. They'd never get anything done!

SSG Ret: Yes, Hedwig. I did sort of forget her… Well, she IS back. Harry mentioned he spelled his trunk to keep it safe. Perhaps he put spells on Hedwig's cage to keep her safe and healthy. Lot you can do with magic…

Blackrose: Slash is coming, no worries. It should be worth the wait. Of course, this IS Voldemort we're talking about here, and he's a bit hard-headed and naïve when it comes to love, and that's something I want to work into the story, not just mindless sex. Fun to read, but there's little point and it doesn't go too far.
Ron/Hermione… Yes… Well, I shall attempt to not put that in here, sure! I don't like Ron, but I've always found Hermione okay. I DO normally pair them off together, just to kind of get them out of the way. -hums- Tell you what. Since you don't really want to see Ron/Hermione, and I'd like to find a way to get rid of them, help me pair them off? Keep Ron straight, though, K? I can't see a gay Ron. I just can't.(I'm weird that way…) But, sure. I can keep them apart. Totally game.

SheWolfe7: Blaise is kind of an unknown right now. I just wanted to throw him in there since I like him so much. He's fun to play with. Really is. Whether he recognizes George's description or not is yet to be decided. He probably doesn't, yet, but I'm sure he's planning on looking in to it.

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YAY!! My first flame in the HP universe!! -dances- And, yes, as a warning, I'm one of those weird authors who rather enjoys getting flames. It's nice to know everyone's reading it. Whether they like it or not is their problem.(Actually, you get used to them when you're a slash/yaoi writer. I got over it years ago and have since decided that only the immature flame people. Really.) Now, I shall pick this one apart. Slowly. -smirks coldly- (They left an e-mail. Just take out the spaces if you'd like to throw words at them for me, k? I don't feel like wasting my time on them any more than in this A/N… The flame shall remain where it is, as it's my first HP flame and, therefore, a collector's item! Right, the email: fag hag fangirl hotmail. com)

Flamer: Well, it can't be the WORST story ever. Trust me. I'm quite critical of my work, and I've seen worse. Anyway, you shouldn't flame a work based on just the first 3 chapters. How do you know if it's bad or not? Perhaps it gets better as you go along?
"The actually chance"? If you plan to flame, at least get your grammar right, k? You look like a preschooler.
"OCC" is also incorrect. It is spelled "OOC". And I know it is! The characters HAVE to be OOC for the plot to work. I don't do cannon. I prefer to be creative.
Maaa… Do I not explain at one point in an A/N that it's a weird writing style? It probably wouldn't look like it was written well to YOU. However, your flame has about 20 mistakes, so I don't see what YOU'RE complaining about.
-looks around at readers- They don't look tortured to me(unless you count them awaiting the next chapter). In fact, they seem to be rather enjoying it! If I were to scrap it, they'd probably kill me. Of course, they might just kill YOU instead. Good outlet for anger, you flamers.

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100 reviews for chapter 11!! I know you all can do it!!(It's approx. 8 reviews, okay? No sweat. Review anyway. I like hearing from you all!!)
Batsutousai