It became fairly obvious that the new transfer student was completely smitten with the Hogwarts seer. He wasn't the only student who fancied the handsome man, but he was the only one who was bold and willing to pursue the eccentric professor.

Well everyone but Tom that is. But Tom wasn't a student.

The other professors though the seventh year's crush was "adorable" and perfectly harmless.

Tom begged to differ. And one didn't have to be a seer to see that the seventh year was going to have an accident. Preferably a life threatening one.

But no, Tom had more self control than that. Plus, Mr. Tragell didn't stand a chance against him, Harry obviously preferred Tom's company to that of the obnoxious seventh year.

Nonetheless Tom wasn't about to take the chance that Wilder Tragell would get to close to Harry.

Tom wasn't the Heir of Slytherin for nothing.

"Hadrian."

Harry raised an eyebrow "Mr. Tragell, I have not given you permission to call me by my first name." the young professor stated. Green eyes flashing in anger at the dark lord's sheer impudence and familiarity.

Gellert stepped into Harry's personal space, "My apologies I was just practicing" he purred.

"Practicing?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"For when I am moaning your name of course."

Harry felt his eye twitch in anger.

A cough interrupted any response Harry might have made and both student and teacher turned to look at the class room door.

Tom leaned against the door frame, "Am I interrupting?" he asked silkily his eyes gleamed as he took in the sight of the new student encroaching into his Hadrian's space.

"No."

"Yes."

"Harry can I walk you to dinner?" Tom asked choosing to ignore the new student for now. "Of course and Mr. Tragell do refrain from making those comments, I am your professor".

Tom didn't miss the possessive gleam in the boy's eye, nor the powerful burst of magic he released at being dismissed. There was something about the newcomer that didn't sit well with Tom. The boy was not what he seemed and Tom was determined to find out who he really wa, he refused to leave any chances of someone coming in and stealing Harry away.

Nonetheless Tom couldn't stop himself from asking. "He's interested in you in a personal level. Are you by any chance actually-"

"No Tom, I'm not really considering him. At all." Harry replied firmly, green eyes glowing with sincerity.

Tom was pleased and yet, "I never did ask if you are in a relationship. Are you per any chance bonded?"

Harry's lips formed a genuine smile, "No Tom, no relationship and not bonded. I don't think I will ever get bonded to be honest." getting a questioning look he ran his hand through his hair before sighing. "I never stay in one place for too long, this will probably be the last year I'm here".

Tom stiffened at the confession, "Why, do you not like it here?"

"I do enjoy this place but I know better than to hold attachments. Hey, don't give me that look, you'll finally get rid of me" Harry joked.

Tom didn't think it was funny, he was going to have to work hard and quick if he wanted to keep Harry by his side. "What would make you stay?" he asked trying to show only curiosity.

"Maybe-I-Perhaps if a certain friend of mine doesn't show up anytime soon then I might remain here and continue teaching. But I tend to become bored rather easily so..." Harry trailed off.

Tom hummed, eyes hooded as he thought of all the ways he could keep Harry entertained.

"Maybe you will find someone that keeps you entertained." he said off handily, enjoying the startled look in the green eyes.

"Ah-Err- Yeah perhaps." Harry stammered out, swallowing harshly and turning away from the smoldering eyes.

It did not take long for Tom to find out who exactly Wilder Tragell was.

Gellert Grindelwald.

It made Tom's blood boil at the mans sheer audacity to not only come into his country but also attempt to seduce his boy!

It was only the fact that the man was a Dark Lord that made Tom hold back from attacking. Tom would not underestimate his opponent but that did not mean he didn't think he could defeat him. He was just being careful, Tom refused to lose to the little shit.

Tom was not happy. The little idiot didn't know how to take a hint. Harry obviously didn't want anything to do with Gellert so why did the boy insist on throwing himself at his Harry?! The blonde dark lord continued to flirt and try to touch Harry, even though his advances were not welcomed.

Tom could admit that he might have used a similar strategy once in trying to seduce the seer. But this was Harry and he knew Harry.

Harry was special, he couldn't be treated like some commoner, like some follower, because he wasn't. His boy was powerful and deserved to be respected and wooed...

...and then fucked into the mattress until he couldn't remember his own name.

Tom bit his lip as he imagined how Harry would look with his eyes wide in lust and his pink lips parted as he moaned...

Tom shook his head he cleared his thoughts. He did not need to get hard in the middle of dinner in the Great Hall. In front of all the students, speaking of students...

Tom watched the disguised Gellert sit down for dinner and with a small smirk Tom flicked his wand and leaned back to watch the show.

Gellert was sure he was making great progress. Hadrian was just playing hard to get and leading him in a merry chase but the Dark Lord was nothing but persistent and he wasn't about to let the seer escape his grasp.

Gellert was arrogant and had the belief that you should feel honored if he were to pay attention to you. His ego knew no limits. Thus every time Harry pushed him away and flat out refused him Gellert could only feel excitement at the thought having the seer submit to him.

Smiling at the thought Gellert began placing food on his plate he lifted his fork to stab the piece of chicken only to flinch in surprise as the meat let out a screech of pain. After a few attempts at trying to pierce his chicken he tried to take some other type of meat only to get the same results.

Eye twitching and with an angry flush across his cheeks Gellert began to violently stab the pieces of meat on his plate.

"Will. You. Just. Shut. Up. Already!" he said between stabs, his butter knife flashing in the light as he tore his food apart.

Placing his utensils back down casually he flicked his hair back arrogantly. "And stay dead." he stated as the meat gave one last weak screech. He looked up when he realized everything was silent, only to find the whole great hall staring at him with wide eyes.

Gellert flushed but this time in embarrassment.

He couldn't believe he had completely lost it.

This was an all time new low for the blonde Dark Lord.

It started with a snort and then a chuckle and soon the whole hall was laughing. Gellert wasn't sure what to do and decided to smile and laugh along, inside he seethed, he was going to kill whomever had done this to him.

Tom sipped his pumpkin juice and smiled as he watched Harry laugh without restrain. His heart sped up when Harry wiped the tears from his eyes and gave him a beautiful smile.

"That was great Tom".

Tom was at loss for a few moments before smiling innocently, "I have no idea what you are talking about." the dark wizard noticed the look that momentarily crossed Harry's face before the boy turned slightly away.

"Of course" Harry said giving him another smile as Harry tried to compose himself and not look at the angelic face Tom was making. Grabbing his pumpkin juice he took a long swig, Tom was too handsome for his own good.

No one mentioned how strange and psychotic Gellert had looked as he stabbed his meat, preferring to be willfully blind.

A/N

I had so much fun writing Gellert's momentary loss of control. Can you imagine the scene? I hope you did! I am much fun imagining it myself. Tom just has such a delicious dark sense of humor that is appreciated by so very few, doesn't he?

Anyways, I wanted to characterize Gellert as arrogant but not Tom arrogant. More like he pure-blood arrogant. He has no respect for even those who are powerful. Tom on the other hand is also arrogant but meeting Harry changed him. He recognizes the seer is not only powerful but capable of destroying him and instead of wanting to insure the Master of Death could not pose a threat to him Tom respects him.

And obviously has other naughty feelings for him. But I digress.

I don't know if I've managed to characterize them how I wanted but I'm really trying.

I'm working on the next chapter and I'm quite excited as we will have a certain irritated being making an appearance!

I hope you look forward to the next chapter. Until next time!