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Story: Le Futur Incalculable

Summary: After Dumbledore's funeral, Hermione and Harry are called by Professor McGonagall to report to the Headmaster's office containing a letter of his final death wish to ask Harry to go back in time and changed the future...forever...

Author: Layarana Haven

Rating: R

Warning: Slash/Lemon (seriously)

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Pairing: Tom/Harry

Note:

/Mind reading/

/Mind Reading/

Parseltongue

Flashback

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11. Welcoming

I felt sore all over but it was a good kind of soar. I stretched my arms in front of me as if I wanted to touch the ceiling. I turned my head and noticed that Tom was sleeping soundly. I glanced up at the clock and sighed quietly. It was a good thing that the school let us have a day off and somehow I knew that Tom and I were going to discuss some things that were very important and I'll bet that Sasha had something to do with it, the little furball. My eyes darted toward the white transparent curtains that magically changed from morning to night.

Getting up, I carefully removed his arm that was wrapped around my waist, got on my white robe and went toward the windowsill. The bench was wood but the comforters made up for its discomfort and I sat on it, right leg up and bent, foot flat on the wood, the other leg hanging carelessly, swinging slightly, both of my hands supporting my body that leaned backwards. I stared out at the beautiful sky that was beginning to glow and thought about all that had transpired during my stay here. It seemed like I did that a lot now that I thought about it.

Was it really worth it to stay here? I mean, eventually I would have to leave here, right? Or was that something that I couldn't do?

No. Knowing Tom, he would feel abandoned and probably become even more grotesque from what I would have done and love and betrayal can do crazy things to a person sometimes. And what happened last night was definite confirmation that I can't leave here. And do I really forgive Tom for all that he has done to me? Wait a minute! The Tom in this time hasn't even done anything to my parents yet so why blame him? It was Voldemort that did it! But then again, Voldemort is Tom and if Harry Potter in this time were born, who is to say that Tom wouldn't hesitateto kill the very thing that would soon destroy him.

And not to mention Tom's plans. Oh, yes. I knew about what they were planning because I have seen it in a pensieve way before I came here and it was the time when Dumbledore was still alive. The Headmaster, Sasha, and Dumbledore were keeping a watchful eye on Tom and his group of followers, well, as much as they could. I put my head in my hands and slid my hands down my face.

I didn't notice until I heard footsteps that Tom was coming over to me. I looked at him and saw that he had stopped walking and simply stared at me with an unreadable expression.

I smiled at him. "What?" I asked softly.

He shook his head, eyes still looking at me intensely. "It's nothing, love. It's just..." He trailed off. "You look like an angel." He whispered in awe, breathless.

I laughed softly. "An angel, Tom? Really?"

He nodded. "Yes. My angel." He walked over to me. "My beautiful angel. The way you look...I just can't believe that you are here with me. And only me. I love you so much it hurts Hayden." He paused for some reason like he wanted to say something but afraid to do it.

"Tom?" I said warily.

He buried his head in the crook of my shoulder and inhaled deeply.

"I want you to be by my side Hayden."

"What?" I asked cautiously. That was sort of out of the blue thing to say.

His head pulled up, grabbing my face gently with both of his big graceful and soft hands, and kissed me just lip on lip and it felt sweet.

He pulled back from the kiss and smiled. "Never mind, my darling. Just get dressed. We have much to discuss about."

My eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What are you not telling me, Tom?"

He sighed. "Please just get dressed."

I rolled my eyes and crawled out of bed, dressing in just a long shirt and shorts. After I was done getting dressed I went over to the couch and waited for Tom to come out so we could talk. I started thinking about him again and wondered what he was going to say to me first because I knew we were going to talk about more than just what happened between him, myself and Sasha and I knew it. Before I knew, my eyes drifted closed and I dreamed about my friends the first time we met. When I opened my eyes it was starting to get dark out and I figured that Tom was taking a long shower and I was glad for that. I needed some time alone.

I started shaking from the cold and summoned a blanket with a wave of my hand. I figured that a fire would be nice so I waved my hand to start it and cuddled in the couch comfortably. I heard the door creak and out came Tom in a red silk shirt and black loose pants. I shivered, not from the cold, and waited for hin to say something.

He smiled at me as I smiled back and gestured for him to sit next to me.

He took the offer and sat down swiftly. We sat there for a while in comfortable silence until I had enough of it and wanted to get some answers from him.

"Tom," I started up the conversation. "What happened to you?"

He stiffened his posture but said nothing so I continued.

"After Christmas I started noticing a change in you and became worried. I wanted to talk about what happened, about why you were acting strangely but you wouldn't even answer me. It was like I was invisible."

"Hayden..."

"And then when Marder arrived, I noticed you getting really possessive and treating me as if I was a precious object to you more than a person." I stopped. "And then you started attacking me" I shivered. I wiped my eyes. I stared at Tom, seeing that his eyes were sad and contemplating. It broke my heart to see him this way but it had to be done. I had to tell him. I took a hold of his hand and squeezed it. "Tom, whatever it is you can tell me but you can't keep shutting me out like this. And right now, whatever it is you are doing, it's killing you inside and out and it's not healthy. So please Tom, please tell me." I pleaded.

His gaze went from shock to understanding. His face turned to confusion to resolve and I was wondering what he was thinking. I was about to go into his mind until I remembered what happened the last time I tried that and shivered at the thought.

Tom rubbed his thumb over the pulse of the inside of my wrist and smiled in a dream like state. When he came out of it, he started to murmur something out of his breath. He stopped and looked at me straight in the eyes and smiled. He moved closer to me. "Hayden, can I ask you something?"

My eyebrow rose. "Uhh. Sure?"

He stroked my hand. "Hayden, I'm sorry for everything that I did to you. I really am and I hope that you can somehow forgive me." His eyes were pleading. "And I can't live with myself if you hate me. I can't, because everything that I am doing, I am doing it for you. Because I love you."

I shook my head. "Tom, I forgive you. I couldn't live with myself if I hate you. It just confused and scared me is all."

He nodded. "I understand. And I promise that I won't do it again or at least I'll try."

I smiled widely at him. "Ok."

"But Hayden, there is something that I need to tell you."

"What is it?" I asked in confusion.

Suddenly he stood up and walked slowly towards the fire, hands behind his back, looking down at the flames. "For a long time, a very long time since I was little, I dreamed of a world that I could have and create. A dream full of people with..." He hesitated. "Magic, dark magic, that could rule this entire world and keep the Muggles out. A world that I could someday rule at the bare of my own hands. So, at my teenage years, I started traveling during the time I had for myself and gathering many people that would follow me and keep the secrets that I possess to themselves. The people that wanted the world that I wanted started training and gathering others that could bid to my every whim. Everything was going to plan and I was happy with the results until a certain someone disrupted them and then I found myself falling madly in love with that person and decided after a while, that I wanted that person to be by my side forever." He whispered the last part.

I gulped. "Wh-what are you saying, Tom?"

He spun around slowly, eyes gleaming, the fire literally reflecting in his eyes and then I noticed something different about him. Something off. Something that I should have seen before. His eyes. His eyes were almost the color of a menacing red and I almost jumped out of my seat and ran out of the room but he pinned me to my seat with his mechanical stare and it frightened me to bits.

He turned back around and started talking again. "I want to rule this world, Hayden. I want this world to open its eyes and see that darkness is stronger than any force and purge this world of light! But, most of all," He turned around again. "I want you with me to rule by my side."

I gasped. He walked to where I was and instinctively to protect myself, I scooted back as far as the big couch would let me. Stay away from me! I screamed mentally. I had to find a way to stall him. "Then what happened to Malfoy. I noticed that he hasn't been around lately. Is he one of your followers?" I stuttered out the words carefully.

Tom stopped walking much to my relief. "Malfoy?" He said. His eyes widened. "Oh, yes! Yes, he is. One of my faithful ones, in fact. He has been out on missions for me so I have someone to do all his work and turn them into the professors and make it look like he did the work. Brilliant, really. He and his family are loyal and have supported my cause."

Cause? Cause! Killing innocent people is a cause? Tom almost walked to me again but I stalled him. "Why me?" I nearly whimpered and then that dark mood was back.

"I have been planning this for a while but I thought that you shouldn't know." He grinned. "But now you do."

I shook my head. "No. No. Tom, this isn't right!"

Tom scoffed. "And you think that the Ministry is?"

I glared. "The Ministry may be corrupt in many ways but at least they don't want this world swallowed in darkness! You're insane!"

That is when he lost it.

"I don't ever want to here that from you! Especially you!"

I covered my ears and shut my eyes. "Why do you keep yelling at me? Have you completely lost your sanity, Tom?"

He growled at me but then his mood completely changed and he was right in front of me on one knee. He lifted both of his hands, removed mine from my ears, and kissed my forehead. And again. And again. He must have done it so many times that I lost count. When he finally stopped he whispered, "I'm sorry. I know-I know I lose my temper but it just hurts me when you say those things. And I know that sorry isn't enough but I truly am."

"You have said that so many times. I'm getting tired of it." I looked up at him. "You can't expect me to forgive you so easily this time. And what you are doing to yourself, I don't like it. Just look at yourself and see what happened to you! So please, please stop what you are doing before it is too late." I said to him once more.

He shook his head. "I want this."

I closed my eyes, stood up, and went to the portrait. "I'm leaving"

"You will not." I heard Tom say.

I spun around, sighing. "What is it now? It's obvious that your plans are more important than me."

"Never!" He protested.

I shook my head and stepped out.

"I will make it up to you."

My eyes widened in complete shock. "What?" I said breathlessly, staring at him.

Now, he was inches closer to me. "I will spend more time with you. I will do anything, Hayden, just...don't leave." He pulled me into his arms.

"Why are you so...so touchy?" I asked into his shoulder.

"Don't you want me to be?"

"Yes."

"Then don't ask that."

"You can't just expect me to trust and forgive you just yet. You have to earn it back."

He nodded his head. "Yes, yes."

"And you have to promise not to hurt my friends or anyone else for that matter."

He stiffened then relaxed and sighed. "Okay, love." He kissed my forehead and never let go. And I never wanted him to.

"So? What is it that you want to do today?" Tom asked me while we were walking around Hogwarts.

I shrugged. "Anything you want to."

He laughed merrily, and petted my hair fondly. "That's not really helping. And besides, I asked you first."

I sighed and slumped my shoulders playfully. Tom and I were getting along better and I had to say that for the last few days Tom was the least bit possessive and aggressive. He decided today that he wanted to go somewhere with me and I agreed but he wanted me to decide. I thought about it for a while and an idea clicked.

"How about near the lake? We haven't been there for a while and I would love to go see the sea animals play."

Tom thought about it, smiled, and nodded that it would be a good idea. "Would you like to make it a picnic then? I could tell the house elves to make some food for us."

I smiled brightly. "Sure! I would like that. We could have some cake and and juice with it and cast a spell on it so that it wouldn't spoil!"

"That would be a good to do. Anything else in particular that you would like to bring that doesn't include that pesky furball that you have lying around your feet all the time?" He asked.

I frowned slightly at his comment. "That furball that you are talking about happens to be my friend. Why are you so against her being my friend?"

Tom closed his eyes and opened them again. "It's not that I don't want you to have any friends Hayden love. It's just...something about her makes me want to turn her into a fur coat and I wouldn't hesitate to do it had she not been your friend." He tried to make a joke out of it. I couldn't help but smile at it but was still upset about the comment.

I took out my wand and pointed it at his chest, poking him. "I'll turn you into a lion of you do. Then we'll see who will be the fur coat, take that!"

Tom pretended to swoon and almost faint. "Oh no! Be turned into a Gryffindor and turn into a fur coat? Oh no! How will my reputation ever be the same again?"

I punched him playfully on the arm. "Watch it Riddle or it just might happen!"

We laughed happily and stepped into the Great Hall. Everyone seemed excited about something. I turned around and asked Tom. "What's going on?" The doors closed after everyone was inside and the lights dimmed down to an almost haunting yet anticipating feeling.

Tom leaned in. "There seems to be an event happening today that will take place here in the Great Hall."

I perked up at the news. "An event? Like what?"

"You mean you don't know?" Fiona said.

Pollux rolled his eyes. "He wouldn't be asking if he did know?" Malfoy laughed into his drink.

She growled at both of them, giving her a sneer look.

Pollux smirked at her then turned to explain what was happening. "The Renthraws are a group of people who are peaceful but very powerful race. They have been around for generations even before the founders had built Hogwarts. A long time ago when the Renthraws were at war with another group called Gendlens, another powerful race but much darker, they both fought over land that would have made either one more powerful than the other due to its vast crops and beauty. had either one gained it. That is when the four founders come in. They bought this land but it wasn't easy because of the war between the Renthraws and the Gendlens. It was Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin that calmed the feud between both groups. You can imagine how much stress it was to even get the two leaders together for a meeting on an account for negotiations on peace making. They asked Helga Hufflepuff to create a huge feast that will please both parties but at the same time make them taste each others cultures without them knowing it."

"How did she do that without making them mad and feeling offended?" I asked. The story sounded really interesting. Even Tom seemed interested.

Pollux chuckled. "That part of the story is actually quite amusing. Helga Hufflepuff had to find a way to create a unique feast while making them taste each others cultures. It was easy really. All she had to do was disguise the food as they belonged. It was reported that Rowena Ravenclaw laughed after each party had left because of the faces that they had made when they tasted it and after they had discovered what it was. They both came to peace and that is how and one of the reasons why Helga Hufflepuff is so famous. Not only is her recipes so delicious but her food was also the peacemaker of two groups that had fought for many years."

I sat breathless in my seat after he had finished the story. "That story was so amazing!"

"I agree," Tom said. "Then the people who are coming here are the Renthraws and Gendlens."

Pollux nodded. "To celebrate the place of its founders that brought them together."

The headmaster stood up in his seat and told everyone to sit down. "Thank you all for your attention. Now, as you know, the Renthraws and Gendlens are here to honor Hogwarts for bringing them together. It is my great pleasure to welcome them here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and," He paused bringing his arm up. He quickly put it down while saying, "Wizardry!" A great puff of white smoke made him disappear and the smoke filled the whole room but it was clear enough to see the Great Hall because of the torches flaring up into a blue white color. The doors bursted open with fire and out came the two strong and buff looking teenagers each spinning a fire burning stick yet they didn't get burned. They seemed to grin in confidence and it worked for them by the dark robes they were wearing and the half silver masks they wore. They both threw their sticks into the air and it spun all around the room. When they ended up in frint of the entrance it spread out and created flames of fire. A group of people came out in the same dark robes and masks looking like an army of people of both men and women holding the wand out on their sides stiff beside them. All of the sudden two large creatures, one light and dark green dragons that roared and hissed its tongue out like a snake and the other creature being a black and white wolf with blue glowing crimson eyes roaring out loudly. The two large creatures had a metal collar with long chains attached to them, the many trainers trying to hold them down. The students were scared and huddled together while other just stared in amazement. When all of them were in the middle of the room and large spark of smoke came, and the trainers and two creatures disappearing and two large muscled people replacing them, the two people walking up to the headmaster in arrogance, both with grins.

The leader on the left had black curly hair, dark green robes, a polished walking cane, and an emblem of a dragon on the front of his robes, his right eye covered in an eye patch.

"Wonder what beat 'im up, eh?" Onux Potter whispered to one of his friends at the Gryffindor table.

The other person was bald with black robes, a polished walking cane, and a long thin scar that went from the end of his forehead, to his left eyelid, down to the start of his cheekbone.

They reached the headmaster, bowing to him and turning around to face everyone in the Great Hall.

The headmaster put both arms in the air, smiling broadly. "I welcome the two leaders of the Renthraws and Gendlins, Jinth Renthraw and Yendfore Gendlin!"