Title: Just Tom
Author: Razberry
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: PG... will go up
Disclaimer: Harry Potter? Not Mine. The name Lyra Silvertongue? Not Mine. Everything but Caleb Burns, character Lyra, Bruja, the Mirror of All Souls, and the plot? Not mine. Want to use any of the mentioned things that are mine? Ask. Thank you.
Warnings: Nada. None. Zip. Zero. Zilch. Capeesh?
Summary: Response to one of QueenStrata's challenges. Harry is staying at Hogwarts over the summer, and finds a really nifty mirror that shows whoever looks into it the person that is most like them. Now Harry has to overcome the challenges of getting along with his so called "match"... The only problem? It's none other than Tom Riddle. And what does Dumbledore have to do with this?!
Notes: OK, I know I promised a faster chapter, but how was I supposed to know my computer was gonna go on strike? Seriously though, it kept overheating and then I kept losing everything I'd typed. . So see? I had a good reason... that and I had a few other things demanding to be written. Unfortunately, one of them only has 3 lonely lil reviews... I'm sure they'd appreciate some company if any of you want to go read the fic. (hint hint) Anyway, I really have nothing else to say, so proceed to the chapter!
Also, if you see a number in a set of these [] that means I have an explanation for that word or phrase at the bottom of the chapter. And since ff.net does not seem to appreciate italics, the character's thoughts will be in /these/. All annoying inner voices will speak in \these\. And since some characters have telepathic abilites, anything that is thought-spoken will be in these. Everyone got that? If not, here's the simplified version for all you idiots out there(j/k).
[] - I have an explanation for that word/phrase at the end of the chapter.
/ / - Peoples individual thoughts
\ \ - Those cute inner voices everybody loves
- Telepathic speech
" " - Regular speech
Okay, well, I think that's it. Now get on with the fic!!!
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Tom stepped lightly out of the magical coach that had brought he and Dumbledore back to Hogwarts. It was no longer sunny, as it had been earlier in the day; dark rainclouds had apparently rolled in during the ride back (Tom had fallen asleep sometime during that period), and although it hadn't started to pour yet, the young Riddle expected it to start any minute. Which was why he was surprised to find the three other summer residents of Hogwarts standing outside, apparently waiting for him.
"Er.. hello," Tom said awkwardly, not really knowing what else to say. Snape and Sirius both nodded in greeting and then went back inside (each taking different doors, much to Tom's confusion), as did a smiling Dumbledore. Harry however, remained.
The green eyed boy said nothing, but after a few moments of awkward silence, stepped forward and held out his hand.
Tom was dumbfounded. Was Harry offering his hand in friendship? Or was it some kind of trick?
"Are you going to shake my hand or not?" asked Harry calmly as thunder sounded overhead.
"That depends," Tom answered smoothly. "Do you mean it?"
"I'm willing to give you a chance, if you're willing to give me one," the other boy replied, still holding his arm out. Hesitantly, Tom reached out and took Harry's hand in a firm shake.
At that moment, the sky opened up and rain began to come down in torrents, instantly drenching both wizards, but neither seemed to care. They were lost in the other's gaze, both searching for some shred of honesty or truth in their actions.
Suddenly, Harry's face split into a huge grin and he pulled a very surprised Tom toward him and into a tight hug. The Boy Who Lived then collapsed in laughter, only being held up by his arms around the ruby eyed boy's neck. Soon, Tom was laughing alongside him, both of them sitting on the muddy ground, rain still pouring down on the duo.
A few minutes later, both were out of breath and soaked to the bone, but all in all, fairly pleased. Tom, however, was still curious about one thing.
"Why?" he asked, looking at a smiling Harry through his wet bangs.
"Because... I did a little bit of thinking and got some good advice while you were gone," Harry answered, brushing back his sopping hair.
"That must have been some great advice then." Tom smiled back.
"Oh it was, believe me," Harry replied, "But let's get inside before we catch a cold. Madam Pomfrey would have a cow if she saw us out here."
"Yeah." Tom nodded.
With that, both boys headed into the entrance hall, side by side.
Maybe things weren't going to be so bad after all.
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Meanwhile, a very disgruntled Sirius and a highly amused Dumbledore were watching Tom and Harry from one of the many towers.
"It seems your little talk did quite a bit of good for Harry," said Dumbledore. "Now what about you and Severus?"
"What about him and me?" Sirius said, knowing well what was coming next.
"Perhaps you should take your own advice," said the headmaster with that ever present twinkle in his eye. "After all, you wouldnt want to be a hypocrite, now would you?"
"This situation is completely different," Sirius protested. "Harry and Tom need to be together to defeat Dark Tom[1] while Snape and I do not. I see no reason why we can't just ignore each other."
"Because it would tear you apart," Dumbledore said seriously. "Now that your mind know who your counterpart is, your soul cannot ignore it. If your mind refuses to accept your other half, you will be split in two. Your heart and soul will be torn from your mind and eventually you will go mad from the hunger."
Sirius' eyes widened. Was it really that serious? He didn't feel anything like that. Ok, Snape seemed a bit less irritating now, but that was all. And what about this "hunger" business? He asked the headmaster this, and the old wizard gave a startling reply.
"Everyone's soul has a match, I have said that before. However, the counterpart is also a piece of the other's soul. Even now, you unconsciously hunger for the rest of yourself. If neither of you had looked in that mirror, you both probably would have never noticed anything and gone on with your lives. But now that you know who your other half is, you must acknowledge and accept them. And who knows? Perhaps your power will be needed in the future against this Dark Tom."
Sirius nodded again, still in shock. If the situation was really this serious, why hadn't the headmaster been more worried about Harry and Tom? Oh well. Who knew how the headmaster's mind worked? Right now he had bigger things to worry about. Like how in seven hells he was going to get along with his own counterpart.
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Down in the dungeons, Snape unkowingly had the same problem as Sirius. He, being the one that had to tell the boys about the 'curse' (as he so lovingly dubbed it), knew the consequences of an ignored bond. The question was whether spending time with Black was any better than going mad. Actually, he thought bemusedly, perhaps they were one in the same.
Snape sighed. He wasn't getting anywhere like this. The hook-nosed professor stood and stretched, then left his chambers to go find the 'mutt'[2].
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To Be Continued...
Notes: Aaah! So sorry for the shortness, but I'm terribly stuck on Siri & Sev's conversation. What do you guys think? Should they form a 'truce' of sorts, or be their stubborn selves and ignore the whole thing? Let me know, ok? Oh, and sometime in the next 2 chapters Harry should be hearing from Ron and Herm. I want to know what you think he should and should not tell them. Like, should he let them know about Tom or keep it a secret? And should he tell them about Sirius teaching job? But anyway, I'd like to apologize again for the long wait and I promise to try and get a really long chapter out soon to make up for this short one. And sorry if there is an abundance of typos in this part. My keyboard is being all screwy...
EXPLANATIONS & DEFINITIONS
[1] Ok, about the whole "Dark Tom" thing. I figure, as young Tom still has his nickname, Voldemort, they can't really go around calling his other half that. It's not the name that's evil, after all, it's the.. oh, damn, I can't explain... the "spirit", I suppose you'd call it. You all will understand once his dark half comes in.
[2] Hehe, looks like Siri's already got himself a pet name. How sweet.
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And now to thank my wonderful reviewers...
Tigris-Lex
Seelie - "The coolest story ever"? Wow, I'm flattered! ^_^
sassw14 - Glad you like the whole "Lyra story" idea. I'll probably do it, though I most likely won't start until after this one is finished.
HPIceAngel
Dark Whisper - Hehehe! Spiffy! Spiffy is a spiffy word... um, yeah. ^_^;;; Glad you like the fic!
serapotter
Selina
QueenStrata - O_O *holds up hands in mock surrender* Ok, ok! I'll "make Lyra story"! ^_^ You really wanna meet Caleb, don't you? I took pity on poor Harry & Tom and cleared up some of their angst in this part, but there's definitely gonna be a few more fights. And yes, my scanner is evil. It's in the shop being fixed right now ( and terrorizing the poor employees, I'll bet).
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*glances up* Not many reviews this time... Let's see if we can reach 130, ok guys? C'mon, its only 7 more reviews! Just click the lil button right down there and leave me a nifty message saying how awesome I am and how you'll worship me forever... er, well, maybe just tell me how you liked my fic. ^_^;;; Later!
Author: Razberry
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: PG... will go up
Disclaimer: Harry Potter? Not Mine. The name Lyra Silvertongue? Not Mine. Everything but Caleb Burns, character Lyra, Bruja, the Mirror of All Souls, and the plot? Not mine. Want to use any of the mentioned things that are mine? Ask. Thank you.
Warnings: Nada. None. Zip. Zero. Zilch. Capeesh?
Summary: Response to one of QueenStrata's challenges. Harry is staying at Hogwarts over the summer, and finds a really nifty mirror that shows whoever looks into it the person that is most like them. Now Harry has to overcome the challenges of getting along with his so called "match"... The only problem? It's none other than Tom Riddle. And what does Dumbledore have to do with this?!
Notes: OK, I know I promised a faster chapter, but how was I supposed to know my computer was gonna go on strike? Seriously though, it kept overheating and then I kept losing everything I'd typed. . So see? I had a good reason... that and I had a few other things demanding to be written. Unfortunately, one of them only has 3 lonely lil reviews... I'm sure they'd appreciate some company if any of you want to go read the fic. (hint hint) Anyway, I really have nothing else to say, so proceed to the chapter!
Also, if you see a number in a set of these [] that means I have an explanation for that word or phrase at the bottom of the chapter. And since ff.net does not seem to appreciate italics, the character's thoughts will be in /these/. All annoying inner voices will speak in \these\. And since some characters have telepathic abilites, anything that is thought-spoken will be in these. Everyone got that? If not, here's the simplified version for all you idiots out there(j/k).
[] - I have an explanation for that word/phrase at the end of the chapter.
/ / - Peoples individual thoughts
\ \ - Those cute inner voices everybody loves
- Telepathic speech
" " - Regular speech
Okay, well, I think that's it. Now get on with the fic!!!
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Tom stepped lightly out of the magical coach that had brought he and Dumbledore back to Hogwarts. It was no longer sunny, as it had been earlier in the day; dark rainclouds had apparently rolled in during the ride back (Tom had fallen asleep sometime during that period), and although it hadn't started to pour yet, the young Riddle expected it to start any minute. Which was why he was surprised to find the three other summer residents of Hogwarts standing outside, apparently waiting for him.
"Er.. hello," Tom said awkwardly, not really knowing what else to say. Snape and Sirius both nodded in greeting and then went back inside (each taking different doors, much to Tom's confusion), as did a smiling Dumbledore. Harry however, remained.
The green eyed boy said nothing, but after a few moments of awkward silence, stepped forward and held out his hand.
Tom was dumbfounded. Was Harry offering his hand in friendship? Or was it some kind of trick?
"Are you going to shake my hand or not?" asked Harry calmly as thunder sounded overhead.
"That depends," Tom answered smoothly. "Do you mean it?"
"I'm willing to give you a chance, if you're willing to give me one," the other boy replied, still holding his arm out. Hesitantly, Tom reached out and took Harry's hand in a firm shake.
At that moment, the sky opened up and rain began to come down in torrents, instantly drenching both wizards, but neither seemed to care. They were lost in the other's gaze, both searching for some shred of honesty or truth in their actions.
Suddenly, Harry's face split into a huge grin and he pulled a very surprised Tom toward him and into a tight hug. The Boy Who Lived then collapsed in laughter, only being held up by his arms around the ruby eyed boy's neck. Soon, Tom was laughing alongside him, both of them sitting on the muddy ground, rain still pouring down on the duo.
A few minutes later, both were out of breath and soaked to the bone, but all in all, fairly pleased. Tom, however, was still curious about one thing.
"Why?" he asked, looking at a smiling Harry through his wet bangs.
"Because... I did a little bit of thinking and got some good advice while you were gone," Harry answered, brushing back his sopping hair.
"That must have been some great advice then." Tom smiled back.
"Oh it was, believe me," Harry replied, "But let's get inside before we catch a cold. Madam Pomfrey would have a cow if she saw us out here."
"Yeah." Tom nodded.
With that, both boys headed into the entrance hall, side by side.
Maybe things weren't going to be so bad after all.
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Meanwhile, a very disgruntled Sirius and a highly amused Dumbledore were watching Tom and Harry from one of the many towers.
"It seems your little talk did quite a bit of good for Harry," said Dumbledore. "Now what about you and Severus?"
"What about him and me?" Sirius said, knowing well what was coming next.
"Perhaps you should take your own advice," said the headmaster with that ever present twinkle in his eye. "After all, you wouldnt want to be a hypocrite, now would you?"
"This situation is completely different," Sirius protested. "Harry and Tom need to be together to defeat Dark Tom[1] while Snape and I do not. I see no reason why we can't just ignore each other."
"Because it would tear you apart," Dumbledore said seriously. "Now that your mind know who your counterpart is, your soul cannot ignore it. If your mind refuses to accept your other half, you will be split in two. Your heart and soul will be torn from your mind and eventually you will go mad from the hunger."
Sirius' eyes widened. Was it really that serious? He didn't feel anything like that. Ok, Snape seemed a bit less irritating now, but that was all. And what about this "hunger" business? He asked the headmaster this, and the old wizard gave a startling reply.
"Everyone's soul has a match, I have said that before. However, the counterpart is also a piece of the other's soul. Even now, you unconsciously hunger for the rest of yourself. If neither of you had looked in that mirror, you both probably would have never noticed anything and gone on with your lives. But now that you know who your other half is, you must acknowledge and accept them. And who knows? Perhaps your power will be needed in the future against this Dark Tom."
Sirius nodded again, still in shock. If the situation was really this serious, why hadn't the headmaster been more worried about Harry and Tom? Oh well. Who knew how the headmaster's mind worked? Right now he had bigger things to worry about. Like how in seven hells he was going to get along with his own counterpart.
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Down in the dungeons, Snape unkowingly had the same problem as Sirius. He, being the one that had to tell the boys about the 'curse' (as he so lovingly dubbed it), knew the consequences of an ignored bond. The question was whether spending time with Black was any better than going mad. Actually, he thought bemusedly, perhaps they were one in the same.
Snape sighed. He wasn't getting anywhere like this. The hook-nosed professor stood and stretched, then left his chambers to go find the 'mutt'[2].
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To Be Continued...
Notes: Aaah! So sorry for the shortness, but I'm terribly stuck on Siri & Sev's conversation. What do you guys think? Should they form a 'truce' of sorts, or be their stubborn selves and ignore the whole thing? Let me know, ok? Oh, and sometime in the next 2 chapters Harry should be hearing from Ron and Herm. I want to know what you think he should and should not tell them. Like, should he let them know about Tom or keep it a secret? And should he tell them about Sirius teaching job? But anyway, I'd like to apologize again for the long wait and I promise to try and get a really long chapter out soon to make up for this short one. And sorry if there is an abundance of typos in this part. My keyboard is being all screwy...
EXPLANATIONS & DEFINITIONS
[1] Ok, about the whole "Dark Tom" thing. I figure, as young Tom still has his nickname, Voldemort, they can't really go around calling his other half that. It's not the name that's evil, after all, it's the.. oh, damn, I can't explain... the "spirit", I suppose you'd call it. You all will understand once his dark half comes in.
[2] Hehe, looks like Siri's already got himself a pet name. How sweet.
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And now to thank my wonderful reviewers...
Tigris-Lex
Seelie - "The coolest story ever"? Wow, I'm flattered! ^_^
sassw14 - Glad you like the whole "Lyra story" idea. I'll probably do it, though I most likely won't start until after this one is finished.
HPIceAngel
Dark Whisper - Hehehe! Spiffy! Spiffy is a spiffy word... um, yeah. ^_^;;; Glad you like the fic!
serapotter
Selina
QueenStrata - O_O *holds up hands in mock surrender* Ok, ok! I'll "make Lyra story"! ^_^ You really wanna meet Caleb, don't you? I took pity on poor Harry & Tom and cleared up some of their angst in this part, but there's definitely gonna be a few more fights. And yes, my scanner is evil. It's in the shop being fixed right now ( and terrorizing the poor employees, I'll bet).
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*glances up* Not many reviews this time... Let's see if we can reach 130, ok guys? C'mon, its only 7 more reviews! Just click the lil button right down there and leave me a nifty message saying how awesome I am and how you'll worship me forever... er, well, maybe just tell me how you liked my fic. ^_^;;; Later!
