A/N: Oh, Lord... My muses keep attacking me... but now is not only Snape and Tom, but Draco, Harry, Remus and Sirius too!!! I have a lot of muses, I know. I'm popular with imaginary people, I guess. Wait, that's sad. Oh, whatever... so, my muses attacked me, but this chapter is shorter though. I think most of them (well, all of them but Tom and Harry) are jealous, because they're not in the story. Not yet, at least. You never know...
Tom & Harry: ON WITH THE SHOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!
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TIME-TRAVEL
Chapter 2: Bubbles.
They reached the Slytherin dungeons in less than ten minutes. After Tom
said the password, Harry was dragged to the Common Room. Tom headed to one of
the doors near the stairs and another password later, they were in the
prefect's dorm. Just like the Common Room, Tom's dorm was decorated in green
and silver, (with a little black that you won't find in the Common Room). The
four-posted bed was king-size, with black silk curtains. You could tell the
(satin) sheets were black as well, contrasting with the silver blankets.
Considering the colours, the room was warm and comfortable. Two black leather
armchairs sat near the lit fireplace. Candles iluminating the room, and a
wooden bookshelf completed the room.
Harry's eyes went back to the bed. "Wait. There's only one bed"
Tom shrugged "So? we'll share" He said that as if it was an everyday
thing to share a bed with a complete stranger. And though Harry was still confused
about his feelings, he somehow felt pleased to spend the night with Tom. -Oh
well... It's not like I'm going to ravish him, right?- ... -RIGHT?-.
As I was saying, Harry, deep inside, felt pleased to spend the night with Tom.
He knew he didn't love him. But, he knew he felt something strong, and things
could change. Even if it was with Tom Riddle. And he couldn't quit his mission
(literally couldn't: a time limit or something). Dumbledore's fault, he
thought. But the only thing Dumbledore was to blame was choosing him for this
mission. Now, falling for Tom Riddle was a different matter.
Falling for Tom Riddle. Not in his wildest dreams had he ever thought of that
possibility.
Harry shook his head to clear his mind, and turned to face Tom who was getting
out of the bathroom -how long have I been thinking?- "mmm...
Tom?"
"Yup?" the boy responded, letting the towel he'd been using to dry
his hair fall to one of the chairs.
"I... don't have any clothes" Harry continued, blushing lightly.
"Oh, right... I'll get you some tomorrow. You can use some of mine for
tonight, if you want"
"Well... it's not like I have a choice, do I?" he said lightening up
a bit, but still blushing. "Thanks"
"You're welcome" Tom smiled warmly. -Everything he does is
'warm'? I'm starting to feel warm myself... I should take a shower, it'll help
me clear my mind...-
As reading his thoughts, the dark-haired boy (the Slytherin one) opened the
bathroom door and entered the room to deposit some clothes, for Harry to wear.
"So, need a shower?"
"Well, actually..." -wait, he's not thinking of-
"Go on, then. See you later" Tom said smiling. He's always smiling.
-good. He wasn't thinking about hot sex in the tub- "Thanks a
lot" Harry said, without noticing the pinkish flush on his cheeks (side-effect
of a smiling Tom).
"You're welcome" Tom replied and smiled again, making Harry melt
"you're cute when you blush" he said in an innocent tone.
-I blushed again? Can I be any more stupid?- Harry thought as he went
to the bathroom, locking the door behind.
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Harry filled the tub with hot water and purple bubbles. A shower would
have been great, but the prefects' bathroom had that certain something that
forced you to have a long relaxing bath. And relax. And relax.
Harry did so. He'd worry about things later.
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Meanwhile, in the room itself, Tom was reading (or trying to read) a
book about Animagus. Transfiguration was his favourite subject, and he had
always dreamed of being an Animagus himself. This book, "Your Inner
Self" was about discovering which animal you should turn into. There
were plenty of quizzes and, apparently, his inner animal would be a snake. He
couldn't understand it, though. What he had in common with a horrible,
treacherous snake. But he didn't care, now. He couldn't even focus on the book.
He had his mind on something else. Someone else, given the case. He shook his
head as that certain someone got out of the bathroom, smelling of lavender and
vanilla.
"I love the purple bubbles" Harry said to himself between giggles,
unaware of the slytherin listening to every word he said. And giggling himself.
Tom stood up, and spoke to Harry in a whisper "Go to bed. I'll go to the
kitchens, I'm hungry. Would you like anything to eat?"
Harry shook his head "No, thanks" he smiled "I'd rather
sleep"
Of course, Tom smiled back. And then he left.
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A good hour passed until Tom got back to the room. He found Harry
sitting on one of the armchairs, peeking into the Animagus book. He looked so
gorgeous with his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose.
"I thought you wanted to sleep" Tom said, with his deep voice. Soft
as silk into Harry's ears.
"I was waiting for you" Harry replied.
Tom was the one blushing now "w-why?" he asked.
"I thought it would be rude to go to sleep without you. It's your room,
after all"
"True, so... why don't we get to bed? it's 2 am, I bet you must be
tired"
"Not really. I had a nice day"
Tom's flush went brighter. "So...?"
"So..."
"So... we should really get to bed"
"Alright" Harry obeyed and Tom followed.
They fell fast asleep as soon as their heads touched the pillows.
It was going to be a long month.
A really long, but really pleasant month.
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End of chapter 2. This one was shorter. I already told you so. I'm
trying to write a decent story and so far I think I'm succeeding. That has to
be first-time. I wonder when will I screw this up. I hope it won't be soon.
No slash + no coarse language = no flames yet. (unless you want to tell me
I suck)
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