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Ner words in this chapter: 1,057
"Talking"
'Thinking'
{Talking on the fireplace/Two-way mirror}
–Parseltongue–
Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others
Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper
Time change/Date of time
Change of POV
Chapter XXVIII
–C***-Blocked–
Sunday, August 27 1995
HJP's POV
Harry woke up to find Tom sitting by the window looking out the window. Now that past-Tom was bodiless Harry would end up falling asleep in the past with the other watching over his wellbeing, what was regulating his sleeping patterns. Besides with Tom as a ghost it wasn't like they would spend too long speaking or doing anything else. It was almost boring.
It would just be a couple more years and then…
Hedwig passed through the half-open window, past Tom and went towards Harry. He raised his arm and let his girl land on it, only for her to offer him his letter. Voldemort looked back as Harry opened it.
"Madam Bones spoke with the School Board and is giving me the ability to do my fifth-year at Hogwarts with theory classes. No magic required. I'll have to leave the School House's team and my fiancé can follow me to the school grounds." Harry quickly resumed what he was reading.
"Oh? Now I'm your fiancé?" Voldemort asked amused, making Harry turn deep red and glare him shut.
"The private quarters in Gryffindor Tower will even be readied." Harry finished reading. "I and my new mother told Madam Bones that my lover was a Durmstrang that Professor Dumbledore had an inner vendetta against the family because they are Peverells… actually, she called you Lord Peverell."
Tom scoffed and then nodded.
"For me to go to Hogwarts last year alongside the other Durmstrangs means that it was my last school year." He put in thoughtfully and Harry nodded. "Considering that Karkaroff cursed the cup so Krum's name was the one to come out, it doesn't surprise me that I wouldn't be called. I'll see how much I can make that believable without needing to change my features too much."
"I wouldn't mind your hair back." Harry mumbled under his breath and let Tom to pick the letter as Harry patted Hedwig.
Harry's face was grabbed and pulled up into a kiss, he closed his eyes immediately and let the older guide him through the kiss. His hands were pulled up around Voldemort's head only for him to frown and move his face back, opening his eyes. He gaped at seeing Tom's grey eyes, dark-brown hair, lips and human nose back. No winkles though what made him look like in his early 20s at the least instead.
"You really think I didn't hear you back then when Lord Sirius II died?"
Harry blushed.
"This isn't the real you any longer." He argued.
"Neither is Harry Potter the real you anymore." Tom argued. "Do you really want to go to Hogwarts School? I can home tutor you."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"I know you want to be a professor, but if you would be the one teaching me: I'd think of everything except what you would be teaching."
Tom's lips twitched into a smirk.
"Don't tease me, Serpens."
"Why not? For the next three nights it's not like your past-body with be restored."
Tom's eyes flashed red and just as he started to push Harry down onto the mattress a pop was heard by the side.
"Master, Master Serpens Black Sir hasn't had breakfast yet and he can't over exercise himself." Winky immediately interrupted them.
Harry started laughing as Voldemort groaned loudly against Harry's shoulder.
–Cock-blocked by a House-elf.– Harry teased what only made Voldemort to groan louder.
–If you hadn't taught me to treat House-elves with respect I'd so curse Winky asleep and take you right now… you speaking in Parseltongue isn't helping my libido, my Serpens!–
"Winky, I need you to go to Gringotts and talk with Griphook over how the sponsoring of the twins' shop as Serpens Black paperwork as well as find out how the reawakening of my grandfather's company as Harry Potter are going."
Winky popped out. It took them a full minute to be sure she was really gone.
"Gringotts?" Tom wondered as he started to straighten.
"Paperwork that will last at the least four hours." Harry agreed.
Tom frowned back only to scoff amused and leaned over Harry again, kissing him. The older started to undress Harry almost carefully. Even though Harry could tell how much Voldemort was needy he was still taking his own time. He would never hurt Harry. He would never hurt his Serpens.
–SYiaS–
Tuesday, August 27, 1991
HJP's POV
He arrived the past only he wasn't in the motel but in an office with stone walls. He looked around confused until he realized that he was in the Defence Against Darks Arts' office. A door opened where previously had been a wall, making Harry turn and see Professor Quirrell himself.
"Wh… who a… are yo… you?"
Harry scoffed at how fake it sounded. How would his younger-self fall for that? How would anyone?
–Hello, Tom-tom.–
Professor Quirrell frowned and obviously was hearing something Harry wasn't until finally the Professor turned around and took out the turban.
"Hello, my Serpens. My apologies, but I lost count of the dates or I would have warned Quirinus to be ready for you. Come. Winky has most likely already prepared you a place in the private area."
Harry nodded and entered the private area. He looked around at the drawing room type room and then looked back as Professor Quirrell followed him, closing the door after himself.
"You are not a student, are you?"
"I'm the Dark Lord's infamous lover." Harry argued, while making sure to hide his forehead scar. It would be a really bad time for either of the other two to notice it. "Come, Tom, I can handle you for one night and you won't need to over-exercise yourself by speaking out loud."
Voldemort's ghost left Professor Quirrell's body and then flew into Harry, who nodded at the confused man before him and then walked into the room that Winky was opening for them.
'Don't worry, Serpens. In no time I'll have my body back.' Tom promised inside Harry's mind and Harry hummed.
(TBC)
I almost didn't post a chapter today. My AA father obviously returned to drink to the point of making me have a break down in the middle of my work place.
If there's typos or something else. I'm not physically and emotionally capable to re-review them
~Isys
