Title: Poison
Pairing: Dom!Harry/Sub!Tom
Rating:M
For: Any crazy person willing to read this.
Disclaimer #1: If I owned Harry Potter, it would be a Netflix series.
Disclaimer #2: If Yaoi ain't your thing, please do both you and I a favour and just get the hell out of here. Any flames left will be used to warm my toes at night. :)
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SUMMARY: Hadrian Peverell, new CEO of Deathly Hallows Fashion is looking for a partner to share the rest of his life as is expected of him. He doesn't like the suitors his parents keep on setting him up with because they can't deal with the more darker side of him.
Tomlin Riddle, just another unimportant intern just fresh out of university. He was determined, and did his best at his job. He hadn't spoken to Mr Peverell until the day his best friend Bella tells him that "Mr Peverell wanted him to get him a coffee" and deliver it to his office.
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"Whatcha doin' there, Little Riddle?"
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"Oh you guys are going to love working here! DH is so wonderful. Everyone is so nice and—."the brunette babbled as she reached a room with a plaque saying "The Interns Section" on it but was cut off by a drawling voice.
"Hermione Granger,"an innocent looking Asian girl drawled with two other girls flanking her. One was an elfin like blond with blue eyes. Her face was touched up with a lot of makeup and lots jewellery decorated her arms. She wore a tight fitting emerald green dress with matching stilettos.
The other girl had her sleek brown hair tied into a high ponytail and her she wore a blue version of the redhead's outfit while the Asian girl wore a bright yellow version.
The brunette's face soured at the Asian girl's voice.
Tomlin and Bellatrix shared a look.
"Hello, Chang,"Hermione greeted stonily.
"And what about us, Granger?"the brunette girl sniffed.
"Yes, we're being so nice to you! Introduce us to the new kids..."the redheaded girl asked with deceptive sweetness.
Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.
"This is Tomlin Riddle and Bellatrix Black. Tomlin, Bellatrix—This is Marietta Edgecombe, Cho Chang and Fleur Delacour, in order of their positions,"she told them.
"Hello,"Bellatrix greeted neutrally. Tom flashed a smile.
The girls looked at them a bit longer, smirking at them. Without any warning, Cho latched herself onto Tomlin's arm while Fleur and Marietta pulled on Bellatrix's hands.
They tried to lead them away from Hermione but the brunette was having none of it.
"Oi! Mrs McKinnon said that I should show them around today!"she hissed.
"Well we don't care, we can do it for you!" Cho retorted as she drooled over Tomlin's handsome features. Icy eyes widened.
"Well, I don't care! Mrs McKinnon TOLD ME TO, Chang! You're supposed to be due for modelling Tracey and Daphne's new designs in ten minutes so you better get to it. You can't be late again or maybe Ms McGonagall might hear of it..."
She then pulled the two thoroughly freaked out interns away from the girls with surprising strength.
Fleur checked her phone and squeaked. "She iz right! We shall be late again for ze practice zession! Let's go!"she demanded before walking out of the office, the other girls at her heels.
After a moment of silence, Bellatrix started to laugh.
"Well. That was weird..."Tomlin murmured.
"Tell me about it,"Hermione sighed softly before smiling. "So, here is the sort of like 'hangout space' just for us interns. I started here about two months ago in December.
You may not get along with everyone but normally people are nice here because Mr Peverell doesn't tolerate any bullying or things like that. It'll be a little hard for you in the beginning since you'll be rushing around like a headless chicken, running errands but it'll get easier. If you see a girl with liiiiight blond hair and really blue eyes, is short and likes to wear really strange and colourful clothing—say hello. That's one of Mr Peverell's friends, Miss Luna Lovegood."
"You mean thee Luna Lovegood who wrote so many books on the many different species of the new animals she's found whenever she's traveling around the world? And she gives them such cool names too! I particularly like Heliopaths and Crumpled-Horned Snorcacks!"Tomlin babbled, forgetting where he was.
Hermione laughed, causing him to blush. "Yes, that Luna Lovegood,"she replied.
Hermione's phone beeped and she took it out to check the notification.
"Need coffee, ASAP pls.
Xx
Pan-Pan :)" Hermione couldn't help but smile at the message.
She suddenly could feel eyes on her. She looked up to find Artic blue and stormy grey watching her.
"You two look like my Sims waiting for instructions,"she commented with a giggle.
Both Tomlin and Bellatrix rolled their eyes.
"I like to let mine drown by moving the ,"Bellatrix added in.
"I'm friends with the Grim Reaper,"Tomlin chirped.
"How?!"Hermione asked.
"I found out that older Sims can die from overexertion so I went and WooHoo-ed every old Sim in town. I'm still tallying all the graves until I can bang Death himself..."
"You two are evil!"Hermione said in between muffled laughter.
"We know."
"Now, I just need you to share your numbers with me so I can forward it to all the Heads of Departments in the building. What area did Mrs McGonagall assign you to?"
"Twenty-one and up,"replied Bellatrix.
"Okay then. Then could you please give me your phone numbers then?"Hermione asked.
"078 678 1737,"Tomlin said.
"083 347 7985,"Bellatrix added in.
Hermione quickly added them to her contacts.
"There! You should be getting messages now..."
Both curly and wavy haired interns felt a vibration from their satchels and took their phones out.
"Aww you guys got the IPhone 11? Lucky... I'm still stuck with the 8..."Hermione mumbled. "And your covers are so awesome! I LOVE Panic! At The Disco and My Chemical Romance!"she gushed.
"I prefer P!ATD over Bella's MCR to be honest though..."Tomlin said as he turned on his phone.
He did a double take. Already the buggers were demanding stuff.
Tracey Davis:
Coffee for two please. Take your time.-Floor 30
Padma Patil:
Paperwork at the ready! Please deliver it to Kevin Erstwhile on Floor 31-Clothing studio
Ernie MacMillian:
Design books needed to be sent to Daphne Greengrass-Floor 30, thanks.
"Jesus Christ! Where can we leave our bags?"Bellatrix asked.
"By those lockers over there. Just press your hand on a vacant one and it'll be yours only." She pointed to the colourful cabinets across the royal looking, gold, black and silver colour scheme of the room.
They did that and immediately threw their satchels in their respective lockers, forgetting about the lunch they had put in them.
All three of them rushed out of the room to quickly get to work.
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"Har-bear, why are you leaving me? Haven't I been the best partner you've ever had?"Draco Malfoy whined, trying to latch onto a rather handsome man as they sat on the wide sofa.
The man paid the irritating boy no attention as he flicked through the man channels on his flatscreen.
Air blew gently through the condo that had a theme of neutral to dark colours. The raven haired man rolled his shocking emerald orbs before smirking.
"Listen, Malfoy, what 'love' you think we had was just another game for me to only make your dad and my dad happy. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to it. You're just not my type,"he told the blond haired boy coldly.
"But—But—But...My Father said that we would get married! You've been dating me since we were twenty! I thought that you loved me! Were all those times you said that you did lies, Hadrian?!"Draco hissed.
Hadrian's face was set into a condescending smirk. "Draco, Draco, Draco..."he tutted. "You and I both know that answer is yes, so why ask such an obvious question?" he asked.
SLAP!
Icy chips of jade pierced the blond as Hadrian smirked, a bright red imprint of Draco's hand standing out on lightly tanned skin.
"You—You KNEW what you were doing! You KNEW—YOU FUCKING KNEW THAT IT WOULD HURT ME. You didn't consider MY feelings. That didn't stop you...I-I let you touch me in ways that no one else has...I let you...I would be willing to give you the world but you don't deserve that, you sick. Little. Fucker. I hope you burn in Hell!"Draco shrieked as he went back into the bedroom and furiously put on his clothes before he came back out.
He threw two hard objects at Hadrian's head.
The raven haired man hissed angrily as he picked up the items, but pursed his lips when he heard the elevator door shut.
In his hands was a little golden pendant and a ring. They both had the initials D.M. x H.P.—on the back for the pendant and the interior of the ring—engraved on them.
Hadrian set the pendant down next to him on the sofa gently before taking the emerald and sapphire encrusted engagement ring and holding it in between his hands.
He knew that his dad would chew him up and spit him out for breaking up with Draco, the son of Lucius Malfoy—Owner of Malfoy Zabini Law Firm. They had never, ever lost a case.
Jamison 'James' Peverell and Lucius had been friends back when they used to attend Hogwarts School of the Gifted. That school had been around longer than Oxford University itself. It's founders were Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff and Rowena Ravenclaw.
His mother Liliana 'Lily' Peverell nee Evans also attended the school and ended up falling in love with James, leaving her best friend, Eileen Prince all alone after some strange spat.
Both his parents had been in Gryffindor House while Lucius and his wife Narcissa 'Cissy' Malfoy nee Black had been in Slytherin.
But to the immense shock of his parents, Hadrian had ended up in Slytherin House with Draco.
His years at Hogwarts were weird ones after Narcissa's crazy youngest sister Bella—Bella something had attended when he was in Third Year.
Bella had this cute little weirdo friend of hers named Something Riddle. Somehow, he and Hadrian always found themselves in very—VERY awkward situations.
There was that one time when he was in his Sixth Year and he was in the shower rooms after playing a match of soccer against Hufflepuff. Riddle had walked in, his nose nearly pressed on the screen of his iPad as he typed something down at a feverent pace.
*~*~Flashback start~*~*
"Whatcha doin there, Little Riddle?"a sixteen year old Hadrian asked as he dried his hair with one snowy towel, the other one wrapped loosely around his waist.
The shorter boy jumped and looked up with a confused expression. He pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, eyebrows furrowed.
Neutral artic eyes made contact with amused emerald ones.
"Hello, Peverell..."Riddle greeted cordially, holding his iPad close to his chest. One small hand went to tuck back a stray piece of hair in his eyes. "I must've lost track of my surroundings. I thought I was heading towards the library after the match but I guess my legs made me end up here again..."
Hadrian's eyes darted to the iPad before yanking it out of Riddle's hands.
"OI! That's not mine! It's Bellatrix's!"He yelled as Hadrian began to read what was on the screen. It was a Jakeward smut fic in progress.
"Oh. My. God,"Hadrian smirked after he finished reading. "Why are you—a supposedly innocent kid—writing about such adult things! Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"I didn't write that! I'm simply beta reading for my friend. That is all,"Riddle replied simply, stepping back from Hadrian.
Hadrian bowed his head down to the curly haired brunette. Riddle shivered slightly at the hot breath tickling his ear.
"I won't deny it though, this stuff is good to read..."the ebony haired teen whispered. "Keep up the good work..."
Hadrian gave him back the iPad and without another word, Riddle had run off, cheeks aflame.
*~*~Flashback end~*~*
Hadrian hadn't stopped teasing the boy after that. It was too much fun making him squirm. It was such a shame that he couldn't have his fun anymore after his Seventh Year. He couldn't even remember the boy's first name.
He never saw Narcissa's sister after that either.
Oh well.
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