Title: Just Tom
Author: Razberry
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: PG... will go up
Disclaimer: ...Do I really have to say it?
Warnings: ...NO
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: Hey people, listen up. I am going to be gone June 1-7 at church camp, and I will most likely not have another part out until after that date. And less than two weeks after that, I am leaving again for the CIY conference in Tennessee. Then in July I am going to New Hampshire and then to my aunt's. Also In August I have a week of band camp. I'll try to work in updates in between these times.
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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Snape and Sirius found each other in the Great Hall, and for awhile, neither one spoke. Eventually though, Sirius broke the silence.
"Dumbledore told me that-" He was rudely cut off by Snape.
"I know."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"What choice do we have?"
More silence.
"Truce?" Sirius finally suggested, unable to think of an alternative. Snape frowned, then nodded.
"Just don't expect me to ever actually ~like~ you, mutt," he said with a snort.
"Same here, greasy," the animagi replied.
"I'll have you know that my hair is NOT greasy," Snape said with a scowl. "It's merely very shiny."
Sirius looked as though he were trying to hold back a laugh, which was probably the case. "Yeah, and Merlin's beard was made of spaghetti."
Snape scowled even deeper, which only made Sirius laugh harder. In turn, the Potions Master grabbed the nearest object (an unlit candle) and chucked it at the other wizard's head. Dodging, Sirius shifted to his dog form and ran away, but not before giving Snape one last smirk[1].
Snape sighed in annoyance. It was going to be a long road ahead. Damn it all.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Tom was in a pleasant mood as he stepped out of the warm shower. After he and Harry had gotten back up to the tower, they parted ways. Tom had instantly run into the bathroom and turned on the shower, as he was covered in mud (Tom couldn't stand being covered in filth, one reason why he never played quidditch).
As he toweled off his dark hair, the ruby eyed boy wondered exactly how things would proceed from now on. He and Harry had made some sort of truce, true, but that didn't mean the other boy wanted to be his friend. Maybe Harry was just tired of fighting? How was he supposed to act now? Would they act like friends now, or were they supposed to ignore each other? Tom sighed.
"What's wrong with you?" Salazar asked when Tom emerged from the bathroom. "Did you get in another fight?"
"No," Tom answered, sighing again[2]. "Harry and I made a truce-"
The blonde founder interrupted him. "A truce? With a Gryffindor? That's just wrong." Salazar made a face.
"-And I just don't know how to act around him now," the young wizard finished, ignoring Salazar's comment. "I don't know what to expect from him, or what he expects from me."
Salazar laughed. "You make it sound like you and he are dating!"
"Oh hush." Rowena walked into the tapestry and rapped her friend lightly on the head. She then turned to Tom.
"I wouldn't worry too much, dear. I can assure you that Harry is thinking the exact same thing over in Godric's wing. Just be yourself, that's what I told him."
"Easier said than done," Tom muttered. He didn't want to say the wrong thing and end up right back where he started. However, he made no further protest and, once dressed, headed toward the Round room[3], where dinner was most likely waiting.
Just as Tom had predicted, the house elves had laid out a near feast for the two boys. It was much more than he would be able to eat in three days, but the elves tended to go a bit over the top like that. A light cough brought his attention to the figure already seated at the table.
"Well are you going to sit down or just stand there all day?" Harry asked, smiling slightly. Tom instantly relaxed and smiled back sheepishly.
"Oh, right."
He took a seat opposite Harry, and both ate quietly for awhile. However, the silence was soon shattered, replaced by animated conversation. Tom found that he had been silly to worry, and that he and Harry actually had quite a bit in common. The chatter lasted all throughout dinner, and long into the night, until both were too exhausted to continue.
"G'night, Harry," Tom waved sleepily as he headed back to his dorm. The green eyed boy waved back, a tired grin on his face.
"G'night, Tom."
The door closed, leaving Harry alone in his room (Godric was in Hufflepuff with the others playing their weekly poker game). The Boy Who Lived sighed, and flopped backwards, letting himself sink into the bed. That was more fun than he'd had in ages. He had only decided to be civil to the other boy a few hours ago, but it already felt like they'd been friends for forever.
Harry sighed again and shut his eyes, smiling slightly in satisfaction.
*~*~*~*~*~*
To Be Continued...
Notes: OMG... that was sooooo short. . I hate the fact that I didn't write more, but I got stuck. Oh well, maybe I'll have an idea while I'm at camp. You can expect the next chapter sometime before the release of OotP. Oh, and I know
EXPLANATIONS & DEFINITIONS
[1] Yes, he smirked in his animagus form. Why? Cause I said he could, and I swear my puppy has smirked at me. Very odd sight to see, I'll tell you.
[2] They seem to be doing a lot of sighing, don't they?
[3] You know, the circular purple room... I named it... see?
*~*~*~*~*~*
And now to thank my wonderful reviewers...
lilinfields - Masterful? You think it's masterful? *grins stupidly and points* Lookie! She thinks it's masterful! Wowza! ^_^
silver-sparklze
Mrs Souma Akito - *nods* Yea, it was pretty depressing, wasn't it?
Lina Inverse the Dramata - It would be cool if a mirror like that existed, wouldn't it? I personally would love to look in it. ^_^ Glad you think my fic is nifty!
Pearl Malfoy
frizzy - It's one of your favorites? Wow, I am ~so~ flattered! *blushes* My ego just took a huge boost just now.
ANIME_FAN - There are a couple of stories that have Bill/Sev in them. One of them is by Pepperjack Candy, can be found on ff.net, and is mainly a HP/DM, with a side pairing of BW/SS. The other is also a HP/DM, written by Titti, and can be found at her site: titti. co. uk. (You'll need to take out the spaces an ad the w's). But it's rated NC-17, so if that bothers you, don't read it. ^_^
*blank* - I'll try my best to get out two a month, but like I said in my notes, it's gonna be difficult. And pretty pretty please leave a name nextime...
Nate - Ok, listen up. I don't like annoying people. They piss me off. And guess what, genius. You're annoying as hell. First off, if you have something to say, say it once and be done with it. Don't review again just to add one more sentence. Second, I have scoured the books looking for Tom's definite eye color, and it never says it. It states that he and Harry look ~similar~, not like twins. Third, if you had bothered to read past the first chapter, you would have known all this, as I cleared this whole mess up later. And lastly... was this supposed to be a flame? I flame ~myself~ better than that, ass! God, if you're gonna flame someone, at least do it right. *rolls eyes* Now stop wasting my time!
Usaka
Fin-Phoenix - *points* You like YuGiOh fanfics? Then pretty please review some of mine! *puppy eyes* I know, shameless plug, but my Pegasus one only has 3 reviews... *sniffles* Thanks for reviewing this though! ^_^
QueenStrata - Yeah, I thought the rain was a nice touch... I need to draw that sometime... and thanks for giving me your opinion on the whole Siri/Sev thing. They have a truce, but I doubt that this whole thing is just gonna smooth over... Wowza, I have ~myself~ in suspense now. ^_^ And yeah, my machines have it in for me... technology bites, but I'd die without it. You see, they know that they control me, so they purposely toy with my mind to exercise their supreme power... and I think I've had too many pixie stix again...
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Whoo! Let's go for 150 now, people! ^_^ I'm getting greedy, I believe. Oh well!
Author: Razberry
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: PG... will go up
Disclaimer: ...Do I really have to say it?
Warnings: ...NO
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: Hey people, listen up. I am going to be gone June 1-7 at church camp, and I will most likely not have another part out until after that date. And less than two weeks after that, I am leaving again for the CIY conference in Tennessee. Then in July I am going to New Hampshire and then to my aunt's. Also In August I have a week of band camp. I'll try to work in updates in between these times.
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!!!
*~*~*~*~*~*
Snape and Sirius found each other in the Great Hall, and for awhile, neither one spoke. Eventually though, Sirius broke the silence.
"Dumbledore told me that-" He was rudely cut off by Snape.
"I know."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"What choice do we have?"
More silence.
"Truce?" Sirius finally suggested, unable to think of an alternative. Snape frowned, then nodded.
"Just don't expect me to ever actually ~like~ you, mutt," he said with a snort.
"Same here, greasy," the animagi replied.
"I'll have you know that my hair is NOT greasy," Snape said with a scowl. "It's merely very shiny."
Sirius looked as though he were trying to hold back a laugh, which was probably the case. "Yeah, and Merlin's beard was made of spaghetti."
Snape scowled even deeper, which only made Sirius laugh harder. In turn, the Potions Master grabbed the nearest object (an unlit candle) and chucked it at the other wizard's head. Dodging, Sirius shifted to his dog form and ran away, but not before giving Snape one last smirk[1].
Snape sighed in annoyance. It was going to be a long road ahead. Damn it all.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Tom was in a pleasant mood as he stepped out of the warm shower. After he and Harry had gotten back up to the tower, they parted ways. Tom had instantly run into the bathroom and turned on the shower, as he was covered in mud (Tom couldn't stand being covered in filth, one reason why he never played quidditch).
As he toweled off his dark hair, the ruby eyed boy wondered exactly how things would proceed from now on. He and Harry had made some sort of truce, true, but that didn't mean the other boy wanted to be his friend. Maybe Harry was just tired of fighting? How was he supposed to act now? Would they act like friends now, or were they supposed to ignore each other? Tom sighed.
"What's wrong with you?" Salazar asked when Tom emerged from the bathroom. "Did you get in another fight?"
"No," Tom answered, sighing again[2]. "Harry and I made a truce-"
The blonde founder interrupted him. "A truce? With a Gryffindor? That's just wrong." Salazar made a face.
"-And I just don't know how to act around him now," the young wizard finished, ignoring Salazar's comment. "I don't know what to expect from him, or what he expects from me."
Salazar laughed. "You make it sound like you and he are dating!"
"Oh hush." Rowena walked into the tapestry and rapped her friend lightly on the head. She then turned to Tom.
"I wouldn't worry too much, dear. I can assure you that Harry is thinking the exact same thing over in Godric's wing. Just be yourself, that's what I told him."
"Easier said than done," Tom muttered. He didn't want to say the wrong thing and end up right back where he started. However, he made no further protest and, once dressed, headed toward the Round room[3], where dinner was most likely waiting.
Just as Tom had predicted, the house elves had laid out a near feast for the two boys. It was much more than he would be able to eat in three days, but the elves tended to go a bit over the top like that. A light cough brought his attention to the figure already seated at the table.
"Well are you going to sit down or just stand there all day?" Harry asked, smiling slightly. Tom instantly relaxed and smiled back sheepishly.
"Oh, right."
He took a seat opposite Harry, and both ate quietly for awhile. However, the silence was soon shattered, replaced by animated conversation. Tom found that he had been silly to worry, and that he and Harry actually had quite a bit in common. The chatter lasted all throughout dinner, and long into the night, until both were too exhausted to continue.
"G'night, Harry," Tom waved sleepily as he headed back to his dorm. The green eyed boy waved back, a tired grin on his face.
"G'night, Tom."
The door closed, leaving Harry alone in his room (Godric was in Hufflepuff with the others playing their weekly poker game). The Boy Who Lived sighed, and flopped backwards, letting himself sink into the bed. That was more fun than he'd had in ages. He had only decided to be civil to the other boy a few hours ago, but it already felt like they'd been friends for forever.
Harry sighed again and shut his eyes, smiling slightly in satisfaction.
*~*~*~*~*~*
To Be Continued...
Notes: OMG... that was sooooo short. . I hate the fact that I didn't write more, but I got stuck. Oh well, maybe I'll have an idea while I'm at camp. You can expect the next chapter sometime before the release of OotP. Oh, and I know
EXPLANATIONS & DEFINITIONS
[1] Yes, he smirked in his animagus form. Why? Cause I said he could, and I swear my puppy has smirked at me. Very odd sight to see, I'll tell you.
[2] They seem to be doing a lot of sighing, don't they?
[3] You know, the circular purple room... I named it... see?
*~*~*~*~*~*
And now to thank my wonderful reviewers...
lilinfields - Masterful? You think it's masterful? *grins stupidly and points* Lookie! She thinks it's masterful! Wowza! ^_^
silver-sparklze
Mrs Souma Akito - *nods* Yea, it was pretty depressing, wasn't it?
Lina Inverse the Dramata - It would be cool if a mirror like that existed, wouldn't it? I personally would love to look in it. ^_^ Glad you think my fic is nifty!
Pearl Malfoy
frizzy - It's one of your favorites? Wow, I am ~so~ flattered! *blushes* My ego just took a huge boost just now.
ANIME_FAN - There are a couple of stories that have Bill/Sev in them. One of them is by Pepperjack Candy, can be found on ff.net, and is mainly a HP/DM, with a side pairing of BW/SS. The other is also a HP/DM, written by Titti, and can be found at her site: titti. co. uk. (You'll need to take out the spaces an ad the w's). But it's rated NC-17, so if that bothers you, don't read it. ^_^
*blank* - I'll try my best to get out two a month, but like I said in my notes, it's gonna be difficult. And pretty pretty please leave a name nextime...
Nate - Ok, listen up. I don't like annoying people. They piss me off. And guess what, genius. You're annoying as hell. First off, if you have something to say, say it once and be done with it. Don't review again just to add one more sentence. Second, I have scoured the books looking for Tom's definite eye color, and it never says it. It states that he and Harry look ~similar~, not like twins. Third, if you had bothered to read past the first chapter, you would have known all this, as I cleared this whole mess up later. And lastly... was this supposed to be a flame? I flame ~myself~ better than that, ass! God, if you're gonna flame someone, at least do it right. *rolls eyes* Now stop wasting my time!
Usaka
Fin-Phoenix - *points* You like YuGiOh fanfics? Then pretty please review some of mine! *puppy eyes* I know, shameless plug, but my Pegasus one only has 3 reviews... *sniffles* Thanks for reviewing this though! ^_^
QueenStrata - Yeah, I thought the rain was a nice touch... I need to draw that sometime... and thanks for giving me your opinion on the whole Siri/Sev thing. They have a truce, but I doubt that this whole thing is just gonna smooth over... Wowza, I have ~myself~ in suspense now. ^_^ And yeah, my machines have it in for me... technology bites, but I'd die without it. You see, they know that they control me, so they purposely toy with my mind to exercise their supreme power... and I think I've had too many pixie stix again...
*~*~*~*~*~*
Whoo! Let's go for 150 now, people! ^_^ I'm getting greedy, I believe. Oh well!
