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Chapter five: Oops, I did it again
Finally Voldemort reached the big living room, where he and Harry had sat on many nights talking. Voldemort grabbed his wand and conjured himself a blanket and took a seat by the fire and looked at the fire wondering. He had left Harry laying on the castle's grounds outside after hexing him.
:: Whatss wrong?:: Nagini asked.
:: It's the boy. He saw my younger self naked and he was turned on by it!" Voldemort said.
Nagini caught a glimpse of a rat and started to chase it and left the room.
How was Voldemort supposed to feel? Flattered? But how Tom looked wasn't how he looked anymore so it didn't even feel right. Besides Tom was a separate person now. In many ways they were the same yet in many ways they weren't. Voldemort had lost the good looks Tom had ages ago. At least now he looked scary and he liked making people fear him. But Harry? Harry didn't need to be scared of him anymore. But why did he even care what Harry thought about his look? Why did it bother him so much that Harry seemed to lust after the younger version of himself?
What had Harry been thinking? Maybe it really hadn't meant anything. Harry had not probably thought about having his wicked way with him or anything like that. It had just happened by accident. It hadn't been like the sinister times at the orphanage...
It hadn't been like the time when that strange man had come into his room and asked nicely about Voldemort and offered him a home to stay. The man had been wealthy and smart. Tom would have liked to move to live with him. But when Tom agreed to go home with him the man he had changed. He started to pet Tom and then before Tom knew it the man had had his penis out of his trousers and he had asked Tom to touch it if he wished to have a home to go to.
This wasn't even the only time this had happened. There had been others. Luckily Tom had always been able to use accident magic so all the men had been left with several bruises and never came back for him. Naturally all those men who had once tried to abuse Tom were now dead by Voldemort's hand.
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Harry gained consciousness and put his clothes back on and ran towards the castle. He had been stupid, staring at the unknown boy like that. Of course Voldemort had been disgusted by Harry. He knew that Harry was possibly gay and Harry had been eyeing that strange boy in that matter and even got aroused by it. For all he knew Voldemort was still a virgin and hadn't ever even seen an erection before, not on anyone else than himself if even that.
But who was that beautiful boy Harry had seen? Was he another horcrux or someone Voldemort held hostage for some other reason? He had to see the boy more closely, he had to know who he was. If only he had been wearing his glasses maybe he had been able to tell if he knew him from somewhere at least.
Harry went to the only place he could think of Voldemort being in the castle at a time like this, the big living room.
Voldemort was sitting by the fire sadness in his eyes! Harry gasped. Voldemort had been so disgusted by Harry that he felt sad. There could be nothing more disgusting than something which made even the dark lord sad. Harry's confidence about his own body and himself fell to zero immediately.
"I'm so sorry. I never meant for it to happen.. "
"It's okay, Harry. This isn't about you.. It's just.. I was just thinking about something I hadn't thought about for a very long time" Voldemort said.
Harry nodded but had to ask;
"Who is that boy?"
The dark lord glanced at him angrily.
"That's none of your business!" He hissed. Not liking the idea of Harry and his younger self becoming acquainted in any way. They would perhaps both turn against him and plan to escape together. Well both of them were against Voldemort already but had slowly been somewhat coping with their situation of being held prisoner with no chance of getting out.
Harry was disappointed. Could the boy Voldemort was keeping locked up help him get out of the castle somehow? He had to be powerful, why else would Voldemort keep him alive in his castle.
If only Harry had seen his face…
Tom was reading a book in his room, Voldemort had given him plenty of educational books to read in order to train him to become more powerful and to pass time and to stop thinking of ways to escape. Tom stopped reading when he heard Voldemort speaking to someone in the corridor. It sounded like a boy. Tom had been able to get his wand back without Voldemort noticing, even without a wand he wasn't totally powerless and had finally been able to obtain his wand.
So Tom simply walked to the door and said
"Alohomora"
He was in a long dark corridor and he started to walk towards the voices.
Soon he saw Voldemort in front of him talking to a petite black haired boy. Who was this kid?
Harry gasped when he noticed Tom Riddle. This was obviously the 'hot' boy he had seen by the window. Harry felt surprised, scared, confused and disappointed all at the same time. The boy he had seen was no savior, it was a second Voldemort.
Even dealing with one was bad enough. Why and how was Tom Riddle there? Was he even real or was it like his diary?
Harry reached for Tom and touched his arm to check if he was like a ghost or could he really be a physical real being. Unfortunately Harry felt Tom's soft warm arm on his hand and had to come to admit to himself that Tom was very much real. Tom stared at his hand on his arm with disgust and Harry soon had to accept that this was indeed another lord Voldemort.
Voldemort noticing Tom being out of his supposedly locked room felt alarmed. Could Tom have figured out a way to escape entirely? Then he noticed Harry's weird look on seeing Tom and remembered that Harry had seen Tom in the Chamber of Secrets and would now know that there was two of him now. Voldemort had told Tom about Harry Potter, the boy who lived, him being a horcrux and all of their encounters but had left out the Harry is also a prisoner here part. It being too late now to to hide the boys from each other anymore he decided to introduce Harry to Tom.
"That's the boy you can't kill?" Tom said looking amused and unimpressed by Harry.
"I can but he is horcrux and must be kept safe!" Voldemort hissed.
Harry looked at the two bewildered. Two Voldemorts were arguing and just when he had thought his life couldn't get any weirder or worse than it already was by being held against his will.
Voldemort put his hand inside Tom's robe and found his wand there just as he suspected and he took it back. This of course caused more argument between them and soon he heard Voldemort yelling:
"Crucio!" Voldemort was torturing Tom and he was turning back and forth violently on the floor in pain.
Harry didn't know why but he started yelling at Voldemort to stop and started pushing him to get him to stop. Perhaps it was just so terrible to see anyone tortured. It didn't matter much who it was.
Voldemort stopped so surprised he was of Harry's sudden screaming. He looked at the two boys still furious of how Tom was so arrogant and how did he manage to get his wand back. There was an obvious security break in Tom's room. One that he needed to fix as soon as possible before his prisoners could somehow escape.
He took both of the boys to the most secure room in the castle at that point, Harry's room, and locked the door behind him and left to put spells on Tom's room.
Tom looked at Harry with annoyance. Did Voldemort really think he would stay in a room with some lucky talentless gryffindor? He hadn't fought too much when Voldemort had taken his wand back because he knew he could always summon it to him again now that he had figured out how to do it. It would be best to wait until night to sneak out of the castle. Without Voldemort he could have claimed his place as the dark lord and ruler of the wizarding world. He didn't much care about being in the present time instead of the past where he belonged. It was not like he had any friends he cared about in the past that he would miss. He wanted to live in the present, skip all the work required in getting to power and have it now. He would of course have tried to kill Voldemort already but apparently it was not possible to kill one's future self. It was possible to torture him though and that thought had been on his mind many times.
The Potter boy was in the way though. He wasn't a horcrux to Tom as Tom wasn't the one who tried to kill him, it had been Voldemort. But could he kill Harry? He didn't wanna repeat Voldemort's mistakes after all. Tom didn't even have horcruxes yet he was still planning on making them, and the diary that already been destroyed. If he failed in killing Harry the same way Voldemort had when he was a baby he would die. He knew Harry's wand had the same core as his from Voldemort's story so that too could be a problem.
It was best let the boy live. Voldemort had said that even if he died Harry couldn't escape the castle and had also made this very clear to Harry to prevent him from trying to kill him.
Harry stared at Tom Riddle still shocked about the fact that he was even there. Reading his mind almost Tom said:
"He needed me for his potions"
"What potion?" Harry asked.
"That is none of your concern" Tom said coldly.
Harry sighed. Great, two psychopaths keeping secrets from me. Harry noticed Tom's eyes on his scar.
"I will give you that then" Tom smirked seemingly happy with himself.
Harry shot him an angry look and didn't respond.
"Fine. Be like that. I will take a shower" Tom said and went to the bathroom. Showers had always calmed his mind and helped him feel better after having the crucio curse on him, which had only happened once before tonight. He couldn't believe the boy had actually saved him for more pain by stopping Voldemort from torturing him longer. Why would he do that?
Harry to his horror realized just then that the bathroom had glass walls and you could see everything to the bedroom if someone took a shower for example. This hadn't been a problem to him before because he had always been in the room by himself. Tom obviously hadn't been thinking about this because he was already naked and turning on the water.
Harry tried his best to look away but then he remembered the sight what he had seen from the window. So he just couldn't help it when his eyes were drawn into what was under the hot water. Tom's body looked incredible when it was wet, his ripped abs, big biceps, all of his muscles were toned and well formed. Harry looked at Tom's manhood and it was even bigger than it had looked from a far distance away. Harry felt disgusted with himself looking at Tom's body, this was still a version of Voldemort, a murderer and his enemy.
To his horror he noticed that he was having an erection again and he was praying for it to go away before Tom would notice. No such luck, Tom was no rubbing soap all over his body in the shower and seemed to be also washing his manhood very carefully and it stiffened a bit.
Harry felt like he was going to explode when he saw that and he was harder than he had ever been. To his horror just then Tom had finished showering and grabbed a towel and stepped back into the room. Tom's eyes immediately noticed Harry's big bulge in his tight pants.
Tom looked at the boy he had just met for the first time in his life a moment ago and saw the huge desire the boy seemed to have gotten from his naked body. Tom hadn't been expecting this, how was he to know that the Gryffindor boy was into guys? Tom had assumed that the boy was straight, like most guys were in his time to Tom's disappointment.
Tom noticed Harry's desire making him turned on as well. The boy wasn't really that bad looking he had to admit it and it's not like he had been the one to try and kill him nor shared history with him. He was just a sort of cute guy in many ways.
Soon Tom was hard too despite his better judgement. Why did he have to be a teen without touching himself for weeks, he cursed at himself.
Harry was surprised when he saw that Tom was also now very hard after noticing Harry's hardness, he could see it from under Tom's towel. It must have been at least 9 inches long and really thick. Much bigger than Harry's. Harry looked into Tom's brown eyes, they were full of desire.
His mind was running blank. What was he supposed to say? He felt himself blushing. Why was the future dark lord turned on? Was he gay? Then it would mean that Voldemort would be too. Suddenly Tom walked right in front of him a dropped his towel just inches away from Harry's face.
"If you like to look at it so much then look" Tom said smirking.
Harry gasped. Tom Riddle's hard manhood was almost in his face and Tom seemed to think it was funny that Harry was blushing and pretending not to look. Tom seemed to like this power of making Harry act all shy and awkward.
This was a form of torture for Harry that was for sure.
He loathed Voldemort, past and present and now he was making him look at his most private part. Harry felt partly disgusted while the other part was curious. Harry tried to look away but it was so big and so close to him he could almost touch it.
Harry just sat there too shocked to do or say anything. All of the things he thought Voldemort might do to him this was never one of them.
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Voldemort had just finished putting new spells and charms to protect Tom's room. He would have to keep the boys away from each other so that they wouldn't try to kill each other or make any plans to escape.
Happy with his work he walked back towards Harry's room to get Tom so that he could take him back into his room.
When he opened the door he was shocked beyond belief. He saw Harry sitting on a bed with a big bulge in his pants and the younger version of himself was now completely naked and hard in front of Harry. It seemed to him that Harry was going to blow him not understanding the situation properly. Clueless about what thoughts were running in his younger self's mind.
"What the hell?! Tom! Harry! " Voldemort shouted and grabbed naked Tom by the arm and pulled him away from the room slamming the door behind him leaving Harry alone still too stunned to speak a word.