366 prompt: Nostalgia
The Valentines-Making Station: Sun: Write about a leader.
Raising a Witch/Wizard: Write a Slash Pairing
Studying
Tom Riddle/Charlus Potter (unrequited)
Tom sighed as he looked at the books. He hated the implication his Transfiguration Professor gave that he was behind the other students. He knew that he wasn't - he knew it was Dumbledore's attempts to make him feel like he wasn't brilliant at everything, but Dumbledore had suggested a tutor.
To get the Professor off his back - considering the... incidents with his beloved pet - he knew Dumbledore had his suspicions. The Transfiguration Professor was the only one who wasn't fooled after all, and clearly wanted him to spend time outside his own house with a person of his own choosing to tutor him and not a Slytherin.
A scrape of a chair drew his attention, and he found himself looking into the brown eyes of Charlus Potter. The older boy ran a hand through his dark, messy hair, before smiling at Tom. "Riddle," he said in way of a greeting. "Dumbledore's asked me to go over things with you. Are you free now, or would you like to tell me when you want to meet?"
A sigh and a glance at his timetable before the pair made their studying arrangements.
...oOo...
Two months of tutoring and Tom had no idea at the end of the night why he had behaved in such a way. It could have been the way Charlus liked to run his hand through his hair when he was thinking or when he was nervous, or the way his brown eyes lit up when he got passionate about explaining something.
But for some reason, Tom's lips found Charlus', and Charlus hadn't pushed him away. The kiss hadn't been long enough and it had been Tom who had run, looking back at the library table from the door, to find Charlus staring after him.
Weeks later, and Tom hadn't broached the subject. He knew Charlus had hinted at it, hoping Tom would talk, but he had nothing to say. He didn't want to have a conversation about the kiss that probably meant nothing to the older boy.
His fears were confirmed when Charlus gave up trying to find out about it, instead taking Dorea Black to Hogsmeade. Tom glared after the pair, as they passed him, Charlus not even noticing he was there.
Tom realised that his attention had moved too far away from his goal. It was time for him to bring out his faithful pet. He planned to be powerful and Dumbledore had dangled Charlus in front of him like a carrot for a donkey, but Tom was no-one's donkey. Dumbledore would one day find out that he wasn't to be toyed with like that.
He pushed away his resentment and nostalgia during each tutoring session. Eyes that had seemed only for him, now stared dreamily after Dorea Black. It was too late now, he could see the weakness of love in Charlus' eyes. He hoped to never feel that himself.
Well, never again.
He excused himself from the tutoring session, heading to the girl's bathroom.
500 Words
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