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That night Harry awoke to the feeling of someone trying to get through the wards around the cottage. In an instant he was out of the bed and before he was fully awake Harry had grabbed his wand and spelled his nightclothes into robes and put his glasses on.

Nagini hissed angrily over being awoken in this manner but Harry paid her no mind. By the increasing tingling feeling he knew whoever was trying to get in was strong. He knew his wards' strong and weak sides. If someone wanted to destroy then they either had to be powerful or a great number.

From the sounds of snores from Tom's room Harry knew neither Tom nor Abraxas were awoke. As a guest Abraxas would not be able to feel anything and Harry saw no reason to let Tom get cobbled t the wards which alarmed about arrival as long as he was at the ground.

First at the door Harry paused. It was still dark outside and he knew no one who would visit him at this time of the night. Well, Mortimus could have been a possibility if not because Harry knew that the lord Malfoy wanted to be sure he got his beauty sleep.

Feeling the tingling increase Harry knew he had to hurry. Whoever was trying to get through the wards were attacking those. He was split between waking the boys and warn them and find out what was going on.

He took the decision when he felt one of the wards break under the pressure. Knowing that he did not have much time before the next one would fell Harry forced the door open and ran outside in the dark.

Harry yelped in surprise when his bare feet sank down in the cold snow. When he had changed his nightclothes into robes he had forgotten about footwear. Though he already felt the cold sneak into his body Harry did not stop running to take care of the problem. Instead he headed towards the place where the wards were being attacked. He knew the attacker could not be far from there.

While running Harry had time to think about what was going on. He could think of several people whom would attack his home. Most of them were in the future and had not even been born yet so Harry was sure it could not be them. That left him with just two people whom Harry knew felt a very strong dislike for him.

Lord Nott and Dumbledore.

From the strength needed to destroy one of his wards Harry knew it could not be lord Nott. For one the wizard might be a pureblood but there was no way he could be powerful enough to do such a thing.

That left him with only Dumbledore.

Harry frowned and worried his lower lip between his teeth. What good would it do Dumbledore to attack them like this? Harry knew he had annoyed the wizard ever since he had come to this time. He had refused to return Tom to the orphanage when Dumbledore had tried to convince him to do so. He had pranked the wizard and some of them were meaner than others. Especially the one he would send after Yule holidays.

But all the things he did Dumbledore deserved. Either for something the wizard had done or something which he would do in the future.

When Harry arrived to the wards there was no one to be seen. Though he knew it should not be possible Harry had a feeling of being watched. Something told him it was the ward which hid the cottage from view that had fallen.

Harry watched his breathing making white clouds come out of his mouth. He was cold to the bone and his body was shaking. Right now his bed seemed like a better choice than it had ever done before. Unfortunately he would not be able to return to bed before he found out what had made his ward fell.

"Good morning, dear Evan." The voice sounded from somewhere in the dark and Harry froze. He knew that voice and wondered what he was doing there. Had he come to get revenge? "What are you doing here? Come forth so I can see you?" Harry was proud to say his voice did not shake. Not even the slightest bit.

A relaxed chuckle sounded somewhere to his left, still on the other side of the wards but so close that he knew he should be able to see who it was. The snow had stopped falling and the sky was free from clouds. The moon gave him enough light to see his nearest surroundings but still he could not see anyone.

"Evan, Evan, Evan. I thought you would be smart enough to figure out the reason to why I am here." The man moved around while he talked with a low purr in his voice. Harry let his wand follow the man's movements. Though he knew the wards should be able to keep them safe he found it better to be safe than sorry.

"Are you here because I let the aurors arrest your lover?" It was pure reflects which made Harry dodge when he saw the curse head towards him. Harry threw himself to the ground and rolled away and he got up in time to see the curse hit the wards and disappear.

Laughter filled the air and sent shivers down his spine. "Albus had that out for him. He acted like a Gryffindor and forgot to think. He is like a child, unable to do anything if no one is there to tell him what to do."

Harry crossed his arms and glared towards where he thought the man was. "If my memories serve me right it was you who told the professor to take care of me."

His eyes darted around. Though he could not see Grindelwald anywhere he had a feeling that the man could see him clearly. "It was a mistake from my side. I spoke before I knew enough about you. If I had known you were so powerful I would not have allowed Albus to try and kill you. Not that he had much luck with that. I have punished him for that mistake. I do not allow my followers to fail me."

This time it was Harry's time to laugh. "Honestly, I have had enough people to try and kill me. I doubt a simple transfiguration professor would be able to success where others have failed."

Harry grew silent as soon as the words had left his mouth and he saw something move in the darkness. Grindelwald became visible and Harry knew the man had used a spell to hide himself until now.

This time Harry took his time to look at the man. Unlike other wizards Grindelwald had trained his body so it could be seen. Perhaps the man had been an auror before he had decided to try his luck as a dark lord. "What are you here for?" Without meeting the dark lord's gaze Harry watched the man. He would not risk of letting the man knew he was a time traveller. It was bad enough he seemed to have caught the man's interest.

Grindelwald stepped closer and only a few inches where between them. Harry knew the only thing stopping the man from coming any closer were the wards.

"You are young, powerful and beautiful. You would make a perfect consort." Harry glared as the man raised a hand and placed his palm at the wards. Harry waited until he knew the man was touching the wards and then he sent an electric shock through the wards.

To his impression Grindelwald did not show any reaction to the attack other than moving his hand away from the wards. He knew it had been painful, as it was supposed to be, and it frustrated him that the man had not given in to the pain.

"I am sorry to break it for you, but I am already together with someone and even if I were not, you are simply not my type." To his surprise Grindelwald did not seem angry, more amused. How the man could pain funny Harry had no idea about. He himself would rather avoid pain of any kind.

Grindelwald smirked. "You do not have to think about it. I always get what I want. But I guess I will just have to convince you to join me." Harry shook his head. Voldemort had also offered him to join him and Harry had given him the same answer. Although Harry doubted Voldemort had had the same intentions as Grindelwald seemed to have about the offer.

"As I said before I am not interested and nothing you do will make me change my mind." Opposite to what Harry had hoped for Grindelwald did not lose his smirk. Harry felt an itching to punch the man but did not move from where he was standing. He knew the wards would protect him.

For how long they stood like that Harry had no idea about. Finally Grindelwald turned around and started to walk away. "I suggest you think about my offer. I will be ready for your answer the next time we see each other. For the safety of the boy you are living with I hope you make the right decision."

He sent a Bomdarda Maxima towards Grindelwald but the wizard apparated away just seconds before the curse hit. A crater was where the curse had hit and Harry could easily imagine what it would have looked like if the curse had hit its target.

Cursing aloud Harry sent more curses in an attempt to get some of the anger worked out of him.

Fifteen minutes later, and a whole lot calmer than he had been before, Harry headed back to the cottage.

When he stepped inside Harry found Hubert waiting for him. Ever since he had brought Nagini with him home he had seen very little to the ghost. It was funny to see how someone, who was already dead, could fear snakebite. And that was without being able to understand what she was saying.

"Evan, are you okay? I saw you leave but you did not react when I called your name. You stayed out there for a long time and without your shoes. What in the world were you thing? Do you want to get sick?" Harry blushed and rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry, something was disturbing the wards and I had to find out what it was. There is no reason to worry I have already taken care of it."

While he talked Harry moved into the living room. He glanced at the fireplace and flames jumped to life. It was one of the reasons to why he loved magic. It just made his life so much easier.

"Then how come you look like something that the cat brought with it home?" Harry curled into a ball in the armchair and closed his eyes. He felt drained for energy and his whole body was cold. The slowly raising heat stopped the shivers and made his body relax. Harry leaned his head back against the chair and sighed. He would rest his eyes for a moment, just long enough to get some warmth back, and then he would head back to bed.

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Tom groaned loudly when something bright and warmth awoke him from his deep sleep. Unwilling to wake up just yet Tom rolled away from the light and snuggled into his covers with a satisfied sigh.

With his eyes still closed Tom let his hand reach out for Evan. It was too early for any of them to be up. When his hand hit the empty, cold spot he frowned. It was his be at home he was sleeping in so why was his sleep fogged mind telling him that he and Evan were sleeping in their own rooms and not together as they were supposed to? Had they had an argument? In that case, what had it been about?

His musing stopped when he heard the soft snores not far from where he lay. As far as Tom knew neither he nor Evan snored. This was a sound he usually only heard at school when he was sleeping in the dorm together with the other Slytherin boys from his year.

Frowning he opened his eyes and turned his head towards the sound.

Abraxas was laying at his stomach with him bum in the air and his arm tugged under his chest. His face was turned towards Tom and his mouth was open. Tom smirked when he saw some salvia in at the other boy's chin. He wondered how much Abraxas was willing to pay to make sure picture with his sleeping position would not come out among the students.

It did not take long for Tom to get bored of staring at Abraxas. It was not near as fascinating as watching at Evan in the mornings. That was something which he would never grow tired of.

Not feeling like sleeping anymore, mostly because Evan was not in the bed together with him, Tom stood and walked over to the bed where Abraxas was still sleeping. Tom stood and watched the sleeping boy, wondering just how he should awake him.

Finally deciding Tom grabbed the edge of Abraxas' cover and yanked the cover away from the sleeping Malfoy heir. "Dad, I wanna sleep." Tom raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "You should know it is impossible for me to be your father. Unless, of course, I get my hands on a time tuner and sends myself back in time. Even then it would not be possible since I am not a Malfoy. Of course I could always kill lord Malfoy and then use a polyjuice potion to take over his place."

Tom closed his mouth when Abraxas sat up in the bed and stretched his body. "The thought of you being my father is scary, if I may speak my mind, my lord."

"You have already done so, Abraxas. Now get up. We are not supposed to sleep the whole day away when there are things to be done."

Not wanting to wait for Abraxas to get up Tom left the room and went to the bathroom.

When the door was closed and locked Tom undressed and turned on the water. He looked down himself and smirked. Though he and Evan had spent the night in their own beds he was still hard.

Tom stepped under the water and wrapped his hand around his cock. Imagining he was deeply buried in Evan Tom slowly started stroking himself. He closed his eyes and saw Evan lying at his back in front of him. The green eyes were half closed and filled with lust. The long, black hair was spread over the pillow. Tom let his free hand run through the hair, enjoying the feeling of it.

Evan had his legs wrapped around his waist and arched his back in an attempt to get him deeper inside him...

Feeling the heat roll through his body and towards the limb in his hand Tom threw his head back and moaned loudly while he emptied himself into his hand.

Finishing the bath Tom stopped the water and stepped out of the shower. With no privacy there was no way he could do this at school. He was not like those vile mudbloods who did not understand the need for privacy.

When he came out of the bathroom he found Abraxas waiting for him. Tom stepped to the side and let the boy past him. Abraxas nodded curtly and hurried into the bathroom.

Dressed in his everyday robes Tom headed downstairs. He had tried to go into Evan's room to see if Evan was still sleeping only to find the door to the room locked. Tom did not try any further to get inside. He knew the wards around Evan's room were too strong for him to get through without using his wand.

Deciding that Evan was downstairs already, or had left for work, Tom decided to stop for now. He did not give up; rather he would say he had more important things to do than to see if he could catch a glimpse of his sleeping guardian.

When Tom came downstairs he could not smell and neither was he able to neither see nor hear Evan in the cottage. When had Evan left? Perhaps he should find Hubert and get the ghost to answer him about Evan's whereabouts.

Just as Tom opened his mouth to call for the ghost Hubert came floating through the wall next to him. Tom was glad that no one, well no one alive, was there and heard the surprised sound he let out. Glancing around to be sure that no one else was around Tom turned his attention to the ghost in front of him.

"Hubert, where is Evan? Has he left for work?" The ghost made sigh for him to be quiet and follow him. Tom decided to do as Hubert was telling him to do and followed the ghost into the living room.

In an armchair in front of the fireplace Tom found Evan curled into a ball, fast asleep. The wizard was wearing robes but for some reason or another he was wearing neither socks nor shoes. The hem of Evan's robes was wet as if he had been walking around in the snow.

Evan was frowning in his sleep and Tom wondered what the man could be dreaming about. He wanted to reach out and touch Evan in hope of smother his dreams but thought better of it before he could actually do it. Evan looked like he needed he sleep and Tom would not risk of waking him.

Nodding to the ghost he stepped away from Evan and went out of the living room where he found Abraxas waiting for him. Like him Abraxas was dressed in his everyday robes. But the Malfoy heir's robes were in a better quality than Tom's.

"We will go to Hogsmeade and get something to eat. Evan is sleeping and there will be hell to pay if you awake him." Abraxas nodded and, after an unsure look towards the living room they walked out of the cottage. Tom made sure to inform Hubert where they were heading. That way if Evan awoke before they came back he would know where they were.

In Hogsmeade people were already up and about. Tom was not surprised to see students from Hogwarts. After all, the older years were allowed to come to Hogsmeade as long as the professors were aware of where they were. Not many Slytherins stayed at Hogwarts for the Yule holidays, so Tom and Abraxas saw mostly people from the other houses.

No one seemed to mind them which were what Tom wanted. He had no need of his followers running right behind him while he was out shopping for gifts. Abraxas was allowed to come with him since he was his guest and Tom hoped the boy would be able to help him with finding a gift for Evan.

Their shoes sank down in the snow as they walked and they had their robes wrapped closely around them in an attempt to keep themselves warm.

After getting breakfast at the Three Brooms Tom and Abraxas ventured through Hogsmeade on the hunt for Christmas gifts. Tom had the money Evan had given him in monthly allowance. It was enough to make sure he could buy something when he was out of school and Tom had waited until now to use them to make sure that he had enough for Evan's gift.

He kept wondering what he should give as he looked through different shops. After all Evan had gotten each of them a necklace last year. Though it was pretty jewellery it had also its own use.

Tom walked into a small potion shop with Abraxas hot on his heels. He walked slowly past the shelves looking at the potions and the ingredients. There was a potion for everything one could think of. Some of them looked like mud and smelled even worse. Some of them he had brewed at school and not all of them had been in class. It was not always professor Slughorn was willing to look the other way though he fouled the head of his house most of the times.

At the shelf with potions to use for cosmetics Tom stopped and smirked. He walked over to the end of the shelf and took a vial with a midnight blue potion in it in his hand.

Though Evan was mostly perfect there was one little thing which Tom wanted to change about him and he doubted Evan would have anything against it.

Tom looked at the price and scowled. It would cost him most of the money he had. Still he knew it would be worth the price if it made Evan perfect.

Nothing less than perfect was good enough to lord Voldemort.

Okay, another chapter done. Please review and tell me what you thought about it.

Yay, I figured out what Tom should give Harry. And none of you will get to know before the Christmas chapter.

I have to go to bed now since Mortimus are glaring at me. Well, at least I got to write this chapter.

Until next time.