By The Past, Ignored In The Future

Chapter 27

TWENTY-SEVEN: Music

A/N: No music in this fic belongs to me but I wish it did.

Response To Reviews:

Deadly Fate: You'll get to see the CD's he got in this chapter…I think.

xcyanide: I'll have Remus eventually say that but not until he gets Tom to forgive him.

Liz: Don't worry. No harm will come to Draco or Hermione and you're absolutely correct. Remus is a father figure to Tom. 

Emma Ackroyd: Sorry! My computer went wack but me bro is trying to fix it!

inu lover: I'm sorry for the delay! My computer decided to jump up and forget Microsoft word for the time being.

Marauder1prongs: Damn straight to everything you said.

Lady Evanesence: I knew that we weren't spposed to but I had to post something for a brief period of time so all you people whould know what was going on.

unearthlyeyes: It wouold be nice if you could lend me yours but that would be hard since I have no idea who you are or where you live...oh well.

Starrylibra: Don't worry tom will meet up with Voldemort soon.

deathsoul-shinigami: Tom will see Ruby in Hermione eventually but first he had to notice how Draco and Lucius compare.  

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Previous Chapter: "Remus? I'm sorry! Sir?" He waited for what seemed like forever for a response but it never came.

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Tom lay, starring at the door, still hoping that Remus would come back to untie him. The bright glow that was held within his eyes was beginning to die like those of a prisoner of war. He closed his eyes tight for a moment and felt a small tear roll down his cheek but he neither noticed nor cared as he stopped trying to look at the door. Trying to act as though Remus's actions didn't bother him he tried to drift off to sleep.

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"Tom! Tom, wake up!" a female voice whispered, shaking the bed slightly Tom's eyes snapped open only to be blinded by light pouring in through a window and Hermione standing over him, holding something behind her back.

"Wha?" he asked stupidly, finding that he could sit up and not only that but his voice was raspy and his throat hurt. Since it was hot in the room he threw the covers off of himself.  

"I thought you might like these for Christmas," she replied, showing him three stuffed animals: a gray falcon, a white fox, and a snake. "I heard you telling Malfoy that you and your closest friends were Animagi and I thought that you might like something to remember them by."

Hermione smiled at him. For some unknown reason she was blushing and he sneered as he asked, "What exactly are you embarrassed about?"

She held back what looked like laughter as she pointed to him and said, "You're sort of not warring anything but umm…shorts." Tom looked down at himself and his eyes widened when he saw that she was right. He grabbed his robed that were folded upon the nightstand and quickly threw them on.

"Well that was awkward," Tom said after a moment of silence. "And why exactly did you come and wake me up to give me presents? I certainly hope I didn't sleep 'till Christmas."

"Of course not, Tom," said Hermione. "It's only the twenty-fourth, Christmas eve. But in my family we always give friends their presents before Christmas."

"Are you moving to fast with this relationship or what?" Tom muttered to himself.

"What was that?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing," Tom replied a bit too quickly.

She blinked several times, obviously having an idea of what he said, before continuing with the explanation of her gifts, "And I figured that you may want this." She handed him a soft covered, blue book. "It teaches you to play the guitar, keyboard, and drums." She placed the stuffed animals on his bed and looked at him.

"Did you get into trouble because me and Draco forced you to go with us?" Tom asked, finally voicing the words that had been bothering him since he awoke today.

"Only a bit," answered Hermione. "Well I should be going. Harry and Ron are waiting for me," she said before leaving his room suddenly. Tom scolded himself for not thanking her for the gifts and for not getting her or anyone else something for the Holidays. As she walked out another person came in. 

"So you're awake," Dumbledore said, opening the door more than it was. Tom nodded. "I hope Miss Granger didn't wake you." He shook his head. "Well then may I ask if you're hungry?"

"Yes, sir, I am," responded Tom.

 "You can come with me to eat Lunch then, if you would like."

Tom didn't even think about it. He didn't want to be around the Order anymore than he had to be. "I don't think I'm feeling up to it," he lied.

"Very well," said Dumbledore. "I'll see if Remus can bring you something when I return to the table." Before Tom could find a reason to protest Dumbledore had said his goodbye and was gone.

Tom wasn't too sure why he was sitting around in bed. No one had straight out told him to stay in bed yet…but then again Remus's actions the other night made it hard to be confused. He picked up the gray falcon and looked into its gray eyes and its serious facial expression. "I'll name you after Lu's nickname. But I'll add Jr. to it. Yeah Jr. Jet-Jaw." He placed it upon the bed and grabbed the snake. "I shall call you mini Blaze and this-" he picked up the fox "-shall be lil' Star." He shook his head, realizing that he was talking to toys. "Well I might as well get used to it. You three are my only friends, right, mini Blaze?" He blinked as he pretended the animal was replying. "I see. Well what the hell do you know? You're full of stuffing!" The slammed the snake onto the bed and folded his arms over his chest so he could pout. 

"As amusing as that was I'm still very afraid," Remus said from the doorway. He was carrying a plate with a sandwich on it and a glass of pumpkin juice.

Tom looked away, giving the floor in angry look rather than Remus. "I'm not hungry anymore," he lied. In truth he was starving.

"Dumbledore said that you were hungry," Remus stated, sitting on the bed with him. Tom shook his head stubbornly. Remus sighed and pulled a bag out of his wizard robes. He placed it on the bed and said, "You're lucky Mr. Malfoy exchanged his wizard money for muggle money to pay for those."

"I did pay for them," Tom said sourly, taking his CD player out of the bag. 

"But not with money that belonged to one of you," Remus reminded as he watched Tom take out the CD's next. "Why did you get those?"

"Because I like music," answered Tom. He looked at the CD cases and read the names of the artists and CD. Linkin Park: Meteora, Good Charlotte: Young and the Hopeless, Simple Plan: No Pads, No Helmets…Just Balls (Tom snorted), Black Eyed Peas: Elephunk, Good Charlotte (name of CD and artist), Nickelback, and Linkin Park: Hybrid Theory.  

"Wicked," Tom muttered to himself as he flipped Simple Plan's CD over. He glanced at the songs and the song title "Perfect" caught his attention. When he continued to ignore Remus's presence the werewolf placed the food on a nightstand table and left the room without another word. Tom on the other hand was busy opening all of his stuff and reading the manuals to figure out how to work them.

After a good half an hour Tom had the speakers hooked up to the CD player. "Finally," me mumbled to himself as he placed the Simple Plan song in the player. With a few more pushes of random buttons it began to play:

Hey dad look at me

Think back and talk to me

Did I grow up according to plan?

And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?

But it hurts when you disapprove all along

And now I try hard to make it

I just want to make you proud

I'm never gonna be good enough for you

I can't pretend that

I'm alright

And you can't change me

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

I try not to think

About the pain I feel inside

Did you know you used to be my hero?

All the days you spent with me

Now seem so far away

And it feels like you don't care anymore

And now I try hard to make it

I just want to make you proud

I'm never gonna be good enough for you

I can't stand another fight

And nothing's alright

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Nothing's gonna change the things that you said

Nothing's gonna make this right again

Please don't turn your back

I can't believe it's hard

Just to talk to you

But you don't understand

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

'Cuz we lost it all

Nothing lasts forever

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect

Now it's just too late and

We can't go back

I'm sorry

I can't be perfect 

The more replayed the song the more he liked it. On the third time he finally had it memorized and was sitting on the floor singing along with it. He looked at the back cover and saw that that the last song was longer than a usual song. He changed it to the end of the CD and fast forwarded until he found another song:

This is who i am

and this is what i like

GC, Sum and Blink and Mxpx rocking my room

if your looking for me

i'll be at the show

i could never find a better place to go

until the day i die i promise i wont change

so u better give up

I don't wanna be told to grow up

and i don't wanna change

i just wanna have fun

i don't wanna be told to grow up

and i don't wanna change

so u better give up

cause i'm not gonna change

i dont wanna grow up

I like to stay up late

spend hours on the phone

hangin out with all my friends

and never being at home

im impoilte and i make fun of everyone

im immature but i will stay this way forever

until the day i die i promise i wont change

so u better give up

I don't wanna be told to grow up

and i don't wanna change

i just wanna have fun

i don't wanna be told to grow up

and i don't wanna change

so u better give up

cause i'm not gonna change

i dont wanna grow up  

"These are some damn smart muggles," Tom said, aligning the CD's upon the floor in a straight line. After making sure that they were perfectly in line he sat on his bed and started eating the sandwich, washing it down with the pumpkin juice. When he was done he realized that he was still extremely hungry and not mad enough at Remus to not go out and get something else to eat.

He got up and peeked out of the room before going out and bumping into someone. "Draco?" he asked the blonde who was on the floor rubbing his head from the impact.

"What was that for?" he sneered.

"What are you doing here?" Tom demanded though he was happy to see the young Malfoy.

"They wouldn't let me go home since my father is an escaped convict from Azkaban and I told them a few things that would possible happen to me if I went back. They insisted that I stay here until they clear things up," he told Tom. "But it's great to see you. Dumbledore forced me to stay out of your room cause you're sick but I was going to sneak in there to say hi. You feeling better?"

"You lost me at the first part," Tom said, trying to think back. "Lucius was a prisoner of Azkaban? For what? How long?"

"I think he was in there for a week, two tops. It was because he broke into the Department of Mysteries with other Death Eaters," answered Draco. "Now enough with the depression state. Want something? I can get it for you if you'd like but you'll have to live with the chance that it's poisoned."

"I can't use you like a servant," Tom said, preteding that he didn't want to. "But bring me something to eat."

"Coming right up," Draco said as he turned back to way he had come. Tom brushed himself off and returned to his room to wait, praying that Draco would hurry.                        

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A/N: Sorry for the long wait/short chapter. As I left and A/N previously for a day (even though I knew I wasn't supposed to) telling you all how my computer was giving me difficulties to work around so here I am, at my dad's computer on the 2nd of February, typing this note attached to this chapter. Any comments on this matter please feel free to pound my Slytherin (what house do you people support anyway?) head into the ground.

~Moony~