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Happy, Harry enter the castle again and bit his lip, still feeling the lingering touch of Tom's on it. "Marvolo!" Ignatius called from the end of the corridor.
"You're late!" The youngster called back, making the other pout. Harry stopped and watched his friend run towards him when suddenly a rustling pulled his attention. His eyes immediately scanned the wall and dread filled his chest as he was certain of the source of the noise. The basilisk was near. "Ignatius!" he called moving again and reach his friend the moment the snake decided to show itself. "Don't turn around!" he ordered with a tiny heart and grabbed Ignatius chin to stop him from doing just that. "Run!" Parkinson gave him a confused, but alarmed look as Harry twirled around and took hold of his wrist before pulling him with him.
"What's going on?" Ignatius panted as they turned the corner and ran past the glass closet that contained the Quidditch's trophies. Harry watched him glance at it at the last moment and the reflection of the basilisk answered his question. Parkinson immediately speeded up and all of a sudden pulled the youngster in an empty classroom. Throwing the door close, both of them moved backwards never taking their eyes from the entrance. "Why is it attacking us?!" Ignatius panted as Harry was trying to catch his own breath.
'She send it after me!' the youngster was yelling inside his head. "Easy prey," he mumbled instead, not wanting to say the real reason. "We can't stay here."
"You want to leave with that thing out there?!" Ignatius' eyes forced themselves from the door and stared frightened at the other.
"We're trapped here, so let's do something it doesn't expect." Ignatius didn't looked convinced. "Just, don't look it in the eye!" Harry instructed as he took a step forwards.
"Are you sure about this?" His guard's hand landed on his shoulder and made him stop. Glancing backwards the youngster gave him a look that said enough and Ignatius seemed to lose his nerve. Feeling pity for his friend, Harry turned to him and leaned forward into the other's personal bubble.
"We can't stay here. It'll get in and we'll have nowhere to run. We need to leave now we still have a chance." Parkinson closed his eyes for a moment and gathered his courage again, before nodded he was ready. "Okay, we'll take place at both sides of the door and wait until it enters."
"What if it doesn't enter, but stays in the doorway?" The youngster felt a wave of panic – he had successfully suppressed until now – rise and now he needed a moment to collect himself.
"Whatever happens, one of us needs to warn the headmaster!" Ignatius' eyes widened at this order, it was an order even if Harry hadn't meant it like one.
"Our Lord will kill me if anything happens to you!" he hissed and the youngster wondered if he was having a panic attack.
"Then what, you're going to sacrifice yourself?" Harry gave him a look that made him clear he wouldn't let him. "Come on, get ready!" Ignatius slowly followed his charge and took the left side of the door. Harry could see the shadow of the basilisk underneath the door and stuck up his fingers. He counted down from three to one and threw the door open. The basilisk took the bait and burst inside the classroom. The two students didn't lose one second and ran in the corridor. Without a word they directed their feet towards the office of the Headmaster and speeded up when rustling reach their ears. They shared a look and rounded another corner to bump into Perry. Mutually the Slytherins jumped up again and dragged the Gryffindor with them.
"Hey, what are you doing?! Let go of...!" His words died out as he caught sight of the basilisk.
"Don't look it in the eye!" Harry yelled and Perry quickly lowered his eyelids. Another corner got rounded and the Gryffindor turned around to run by himself.
"What the hell did you do?! Piss off your boyfriend?" Perry spat between pants and Harry sent him a glare. The Slytherin opened his mouth to react, but rustling in the wall beside him stopped him.
"Stop!" The youngster yelled and Ignatius immediately listened while the Weasley took another three steps before turning to him.
"We can't stay here!" The Gryffindor hissed in a quiet tone and the youngster signalled for him to be quiet.
"Listen." All three of them concentrated on their hearing and Ignatius suddenly jump away from the wall closest to him.
"It's..."
"In de wall," Harry continued. "We don't know where its next attack will come from," he tried to keep a lock on the basilisk, but failed and the two others' scared faces didn't help. "We need to reach Dippet!" The youngster started to move again while twirling around pointing his wand to the walls. Ignatius followed his example while Perry only focused on what was ahead of him. They made a dash towards the next corner and hissing followed them closely. Then all of a sudden the hissing disappeared and a cracking was heard ahead of them. Before they could take another step the basilisk suddenly burst through a door towards them. Perry was the one the snake went for and the Gryffindor stood frozen in fear. Harry reacted instantly and a bright light that blinded both predator and prey flashed in the air. Still acting on instinct the youngster quickly grabbed Perry and pushed him past the basilisk. Ignatius quickly followed them and had to duck as the snake leaned down, attempting to escape from the light. All three of them made it past the predator and rushed forward to freedom. The Gargoyle appeared in view and to their relief also Dippet together with Dumbledore and the divination professor Stocks.
"Boys?" Dumbledore was the first one to see them and the three turned to them with a confused expression. Harry could hear the snake behind them and opened his mouth to yell, but Perry beat him to it.
"Basilisk!" he screamed as the professors' eyes widened seeing the snake for themselves. Immediately spells flew over the three students' heads and the basilisk hissed in pain and anger. Once they reached the older men, the professors put themselves between their students and the predator. Their wands shot out paralyzing spells but all of them got avoided and a last time the basilisk opened its mouth, showing his shining, saliva covered teeth. A threatening shout was hollered before the snake retreated. Dippet and Stocks went after it while Dumbledore turned around to the three students.
"Did anyone get hurt?" he asked with his eyes staring directly into Harry's.
"No," the youngster shook his head, "we were the only ones."
"And we're all right," Ignatius panted beside him.
"Good..." the future Headmaster continued and got interrupted by the present Headmaster.
"We lost it," he sighed before turning to his students. "Are you boys all right?" All three nodded and got urged inside the Headmaster's office. "Tell us what happened!" Dippet ordered after he took place on his seat behind his desk and conjured five more chairs for the others.
"I just got back from Hogsmeade," Harry started, "and I met Ignatius at the front gate." Parkinson nodded to emphasize his charge was telling the truth. "We heard rustling in the walls and got the hell out of there." Dippet nodded in understanding.
"Good thinking."
"Then it came after us," Ignatius continued before nodding at the Gryffindor beside him. "And we ran into, Perry," he paused before saying the Weasley's first name, clearly wondering how he should address him.
"The snake attacked us and we ran until we made it here," the Gryffindor continued and Dumbledore let out a disapproving sound.
"It seems that the basilisk has chosen a specific target this time." His blue eyes gave Harry a look, letting him know that they were going to talk about this later.
"Yes, it seems so," Dippet nodded his head and turned to the two Slytherins. "Did it seems more interested in one of you two?" Ignatiu's eyes met Harry's. The youngster hadn't said a word about the diary to his friends, but still they must suspect something.
"Not really..."
"It went after both of us," Harry added to Ignatius cautious answer. Dippet nodded as Stocks opened his mouth for the first time.
"We can't let these boys run around unprotected in the castle when they are being hunted," the divination professor especially eyed Harry and the youngster could guess he was thinking back to his death prediction.
"You're correct," the Headmaster admitted with a thoughtful expression. "They aren't safe inside the castle," Dippet closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. "You two are to be accompanied by a professor anywhere inside Hogwarts and will be staying overnight at Cluster's Booth." Harry didn't miss how Dumbledore's eyes glanced at the Headmaster before turning back to him.
'More time with Tom,' he knew all too well what the transfiguration professor was thinking.
"Would it be best to also let a professor stay at the inn?" Stocks asked and Dippet nodded.
"Yes, that way they'll be protected twenty-four seven," the Headmaster directed his words to the two students; trying to ease their worries.
'And if I get Tom to also stay at Cluster's Booth, he can order the basilisk to not kill us.'
"I'll call the innkeeper and make arrangements. I want you boys to go pack and be ready. Professor Stocks will be accompanying you to Hogsmeade." Harry and Ignatius nodded and got up. Stocks led them to their house and took a seat in the common room while the two boys went up to their room.
-THTH-
"What's going on?" Alex asked as his eyes followed Ignatius run around the room, packing his trunk.
"The basilisk attacked us and Dippet has decided to let us stay at the Cluster's Booth," Harry explained while folding his clothes before laying them in his own trunk.
"Are you all right?" It didn't go unnoticed that Crabbe directed his question to his charge and not his other friend.
"We are fine!" The youngster sighed. "But I need to contact Tom." Alex nodded in understanding.
"You can use the fireplace."
"Stocks' downstairs in the common room, so that isn't an option."
"Then wait until we're at the Cluster's Booth," Ignatius called from underneath his bed. What he was doing there, Merlin knows.
"I guess that's the best option we have," Harry sighed and pushed the last of his stuff in his trunk before shrinking it. "We need to go," he turned around to Ignatius, who was sitting on his trunk – trying to close it – before it suddenly hit him and turned back to Alex.
"You can contact Tom!" Why had he only thought about this now? Crabbe's face clouded as reaction.
"You want me to wake up our Lord in the middle of the night?" he asked with uncertainty in his voice.
"He'll be angrier if he finds out tomorrow," Harry retort and his friend nodded but clearly didn't like it.
"Now we really need to leave. We'll see you tomorrow," Ignatius ended their conversation and directed Harry back to the common room where Stocks was still patiently waiting on them.
-THTH-
As they entered the Cluster's Booth the patron pulled a surprised expression. He clearly hadn't been expecting Harry to be one of the two students that would be staying at his inn. Professor Stocks did the talking and the patron quickly moved his hands to the rack behind him. The youngster saw him itch to the key of the room he usually shared with Tom, but quickly recovered himself in time and handed them two others. "The two first rooms are to your disposal," he smiled friendly at professor Stocks, who accepted them with a thank you.
"You two will stay in number one and I'll be in number two." Stocks divided them as they walked to their designated rooms. He opened the first door and the boys inspected their room.
'It's small,' was the first thing that came to Harry. 'In what do Tom and I normally stay? A suite?' he joked to himself, but guessed the future Dark Lord would hire the best if not the most expensive room for them. Stocks pulled out his wand and stared warding the room for intruders.
"Except through the door, nothing can enter this room," Stocks turned to the boys, "so make sure you keep the door locked and if someone want to enter anyway, send them to me," he handed the key to Ignatius before turning around. "I'll put up some wards on the door before I leave," Stocks inspected the doorway, "just to be certain," he looked over his shoulder to the boys again and gave them a reassuring smile. "Good night."
Harry watched the professor close the door behind him and could feel the wards being put in place. 'Tom will have to go see Stocks when he arrives.' And he would arrive, he was certain of that.
-THTH-
Alex pointed his wand to the fireplace and took a last deep breath. As he waited for his Lord to be aware of his presence, he could feel his heart thumping louder and louder. It didn't take long before he heard steady strides of footsteps walking towards him. Tom's face was emotionless as their eyes met and Alex quickly bowed his head to break the connection. "Sorry for the disturbance at this hour, my Lord!" His voice elevated a little at the end and he tried to recover himself. He couldn't be found nervous by his superior.
"I hope you have a very good reason!" Tom threatened with irritation lacing his voice.
"Of course, the basilisk has attempted an attack on Marvolo and Ignatius." The future Dark Lord immediately lost his composure.
"What!" Alex took a step backwards in reflex as he saw his Lord advance to him with fury written all over his face. Tom's face seemed to grow in the flames as he got closer and Crabbe had to force himself to keep the connection stable. He didn't want to risk angering his Lord even more.
"He's all right!" Alex quickly intervened before the future Dark Lord could blow up. "They both are," he added even if he knew Tom didn't care about Ignatius.
"Where is he?!"
"At the Cluster's Booth, the two of them are being protected by professor Stocks," he could see his Lord's brown eyes moving around while he was trying to come up with a plan. Then the eyes closed for a moment and opened again with a determined expression. The plan was formed.
"Thank you, Alex Crabbe," Tom gave him a nod before walking away.
"My Lord," Alex mumbled and broke the connection. As he – almost hypnotic – watched the flames dance, a breath of relief left his lips.
-THTH-
Harry stared out of the window of their room at the Cluster's Booth. He was certain Tom would be showing up any minute now. He also realized that the future Dark Lord would probably come using the Floo network, but he hoped there would be some kind of sign – like light being turned on. "Don't worry too much," Ignatius sighed at his behaviour, "I'm certain our Lord will be arriving soon." As on cue a flashing of light was seen and the youngster quickly moved to the door. He hated that he couldn't leave the room without Stocks' permission. Well, he could but then the wards would get triggered and Stocks would be with him under a minute. Two minutes passed before he could hear voices outside in the corridor and the door got knocked on. Before the knocks stopped, he was already turning the key in the keyhole and pulled the door open. Professor Stocks looked surprised at him with his hand still in the air after knocking against the wood. Harry's eyes immediately moved to the person standing behind him and let out a breath of relief he hadn't noticed he had been holding.
"Tom." His voice came out in a whisper and the older teen stepped past his former professor. Arms rose and the youngster found himself between them with his cheek pressed against a hard chest.
"I'll be staying with them tonight," Tom said over his shoulder to Stocks.
"Of course, I'll be more at ease with you present." The professor ushered them inside before wishing them a good night and leaving again. Harry watched the future Dark Lord check the spells on the door and add one of his own when he clearly didn't found Stocks' spells satisfactory. Ignatius sat himself down on his own bed and stiffly stared at the floor. Clearly, he was uncomfortable with his Lord being in the same room as he. Satisfied with the protection of the room, Tom turned to Harry and stared at him with piercing eyes.
"Tell me what happened!" he hissed dangerously. The youngster told him everything while Ignatius didn't move an inch - too scared to even say a word. After the explanation Tom's rage flared. "I'll deal with this."
"How?" Harry asked and the older teen eyed the third person in the room.
"Don't worry about that. I'll talk to Dippet tomorrow," he decided to say before nodding to the bed behind the youngster. "Let's go to sleep." Suddenly Ignatius moved again. He took a step to the bathroom, stopped all of a sudden and eyed the two others.
"Go prepare yourself," Harry reassured him as he wrapped his arms around Tom. Parkinson disappeared and Tom pressed their lips together.
"I won't let anything happen to you," he whispered and a shy smile appeared on Harry's face, before his doubts surfaced.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'll enter the chamber of secrets." The youngster pulled a hesitant expression.
"Even if you get into Hogwarts, how are you going to get to Mabel?"
"She'll come to me," a kiss got pressed to his lips, "and I'll show her what happens when she goes after something that's mine." Harry sighed before he accepted another kiss.
"Don't hurt her," Tom's hand slid to his buttocks, "she just was unfortunate to fall for you." Fingers groped his ass.
"Then what are you?" Hot breath against his ear made him shiver.
"Fortunate to have you fall for me too," Harry laughed and a lustful growl was his answer before his mouth was captured in a passionate kiss. The youngster slumped against the other, letting Tom take control until a squeak made him pull back. Ignatius was done in the bathroom. Harry blushed but not as intensely as his friend, who stammered an apology while twirling around his axis. "I guess the bathroom is free," Harry chuckled and pulled Tom with him. "Go to bed, Ignatius," he smiled as they passed the blushing boy. Ignatius didn't have to be told twice.
-THTH-
Harry woke up with Tom wrapped around him. Twirling around in the arms that were draped around him, he met brown eyes. "Good morning," the future Dark Lord whispered and the youngster opened his mouth to answer, but instead a yawn escaped. The other chuckled at his behaviour and pressed a kiss to his nose. Harry pulled a goofy smile and closed his eyes again while snuggling closer. His mind was still asleep and the only thing that mattered at the moment was Tom. His oblivion didn't last long as rustling behind him made him remember they weren't alone. His eyes shot open again as his friend came to mind.
"Ignatius?" he asked while attempting to turn around again but the other limited his movements.
"He's still asleep." Harry relaxed again against the older teen and sighed as their conversation of last night resurfaced.
"How are you going to convince Mabel to give back the diary?" Tom's body lost a little of its relaxedness and he turned to lay on his back. One of the arms that had been surrounding Harry moved to rest under his black hair locks.
"You said yourself that she has fallen for me." Blue charmed eyes looked unimpressed in the brown orbs that glanced at him.
"You're just going to ask her nicely?" The youngster asked sarcastic and the other smirked.
"Yes." Harry rolled his eyes, but decided not to ask further.
"Just don't hurt her," he mumbled before raising himself and finally turning to the other occupier of the room. Ignatius was still fast asleep, but the youngster could see at the tousled sheets that he had had a bad night. 'Sleeping with his Lord and this one's lover in the same room must have been stressful.' Decided his friend needed all the rest he could get, his eyes turned to the window and noted the absence of light sneaking through the curtains. "What time is it?" he whispered.
"Around five thirty," Tom answered absentminded and with a sigh Harry snuggled himself back deeper under the sheets.
"Too early," he mumbled and the older teen just smirked. "What are you going to do today?" he continued and released another yawn. It really was way too early.
"Talk to Dippet about your safety."
"And Ignatius'," Harry added quickly. He didn't want his friend to be forgotten.
"Of course," Tom seemed to take him for granted. "Now try to sleep some more." A kiss got pressed to his forehead.
"Only if you do the same. You have lost enough sleep as it is!" Harry put a little force behind his voice and the other quietly agreed. If Tom really did get any more sleep was a mystery as darkness claimed him before the other.
-THTH-
Tom watched Harry and his guard disappear into their classroom and satisfied continue his way to the Headmaster's office. His boy was safe for now. "Mr Riddle, please sit down," Dippet greeted him as he entered the room finding the Headmaster behind his desk. "I've learned that you spend the night at the Cluster's Booth with our two boys?" One nod gave the old man his answer. "I must say it's somewhat of a relief to hear that. Are you going to extend your stay there?" Dippet was making it easier for Tom with the minute.
"That was my intention."
"Great, should I make arrangements?" Dippet sounded eager to have his help.
"No need, I have already talked to the patron of the Cluster's Booth." The Headmaster nodded content.
"Great, I assure you that we'll do everything in our power to keep those boys safe." Tom nodded and leaned backwards to give the impression he was more at ease. "I also wanted to talk business." Tom gave another nod as signal for him to continue. "I've received word that most of the other groups are behind the plan. So, I propose a gathering with everyone here at Hogwarts," Dippet continued with enthusiasm and the future Dark Lord had to suppress a smirk. Everything was going according to plan.
"That's a great idea, Headmaster. I'll prepare an invitation. Do you have a date in mind?" The old man pulled a thoughtful expression before he came to a decision.
"I would suggest in a month and we should find out on which date most groups can send a representative," Tom agreed.
"I'll contact them."
"All right, then if there is nothing more to discuss," Dippet stood up. "I don't want to seem rude, but I have another appointment in twenty minutes."
"Of course, I know this was unexpected. I appreciate that you've made time to see me," Tom thanked him as he got to his feet. "I also wanted to ask if I can get permission to enter Hogwarts? To supervise Marvolo and Ignatius."
"Of course, no need to ask," Dippet gladly gave the future Dark Lord permission to enter the castle.
"Then I'll accompany them back to the inn after dinner." The teen held out his hand.
"Then I want to invite you to eat dinner with us." The Headmaster shook his hand.
"That would be practical."
"Great, then I'll see you tonight." Tom retreated his hand.
"Can I sit at the Slytherin table?" Dippet gave him a surprised expression. Most guests sat with the professors at their table. "With Marvolo?" The teen explained and a wide smile broke out on the Headmaster's lips.
"Of course."
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