A/N: 3 chapter for the EE3, I got it up as soon as it was ready, I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J. K.
Warning: Mild slash and language.
#parceltongue#
Embracing Evil: Series 3
Chapter 3
Things picked up in school and before he knew it Christmas was approaching. Harry had got a lot done in those months which he was quite please with. He was Slughorn's official favourite student of the time, the man would sing his praises constantly and Harry did nothing to stop him, getting on Slughorn's good side would be nothing but beneficial to him. Of course this built tension between him and Hermione but there was nothing he could do about it, she needed to get over herself. The temptation to perform at his best was overwhelming but he kept himself back, his sudden intake of knowledge would be suspicious and he wanted himself suspicion free. Harry had also managed to get back to the chamber to advance his knowledge and his wandless ability, he could now manage nearly all of the spells he knew wandlessly. His lessons with Dumbledore were picking up now and he had learned about the Gaunts, he had spotted a ring and the locket in the family making them where Tom got his Slytherin ancestry. Seeing them made Harry feel very lucky Tom's mother had slept with a muggle because the Gaunts were foul. Harry found it ironic Tom blamed his uncle for the death of his father then stole from the man, it was obvious where the second Horcrux came from, the first being Myrtle in school.
Harry had seen a memory of Tom at school when he was with Slughorn asking about Horcruxes and he had the ring on his finger then, the memory had been modified which was lucky because Dumbledore really didn't need to know how many Tom created, it suddenly made sense to why Slughorn was in the school specifically. Harry was definitely speaking to Tom over the holidays, the man was going to be pissed to say the least but there was nothing he could do about it now, sometimes Harry hated his position, he always seemed to be the bringer of bad news. Because of his plans and the things he wanted to get done over the holidays, he had managed to convince Ron to let him stay at school while they went home, it would give him the freedom he needed to sort everything out and he could spend most of the time with Tom. In his latest lesson Dumbledore had set him homework of obtaining the real memory which he could do easily but he had not intentions of doing until he had spoken to Tom. He was sat in the common room thinking about what he was going to do in the holidays when Ron and Hermione came back from Prefect duties.
"Are you sure you don't want to come to the Burrow for Christmas?" Ron asked for the 50th time making Harry want to hex him.
"I'm sure Ron, I have so much to do and now Dumbledore has set me homework too, I can't let him down." Harry replied earnestly and Hermione actually agreed with him.
"How is he supposed to get the memory from Slughorn if he's not in the castle?" Hermione pointed out to the red head.
"I supposed but I think it's unfair." Harry shook his head. He withheld a groan when Ginny came over, she hadn't given up from the summer and felt the need to drape herself over him, it was nauseating and signing her early death.
"Hello Harry," She kind of reminded him of Myrtle which was a highly disturbing thing; he stopped the shudder of revulsion from being seen and focussed his thoughts elsewhere.
"Hey Gin," she practically glowed at the nickname and he cursed his own laziness, her name was awkward so he cut it and it seemed to be a big tick for her to continue with whatever she was doing.
"I can't believe your not coming home with us for Christmas this year Harry." She sighed in an overdone matter.
"I know but I have loads on."
"Well if your sure," She then leaned down and kissed his cheek, Tom was going to flip when he ever found out, she flashed a smile and darted off, Ron was looking at his sister incredulously and Hermione was giving him a knowing look. Harry was 100% sure that whatever she was thinking was wrong because unless she knew he was sleeping with the Dark Lord she was well off, he merely shrugged instead, let her think that he was interested in Ginny. Thankfully for Harry, the last day of lessons went quickly and the Christmas spirit was definitely felt by everyone at the feast, everyone was in a flurry because no one had thought to pack before the night before, Harry shook his head at their stupidity. He went to bed early as he would be woken up with everyone leaving, Harry didn't fancy being grumpy all day due to lack of sleep and he had things to do the next day, he was going to the chamber and he wanted to go and see Tom. As predicted he was woken up early and he went to the station to see everyone off,
"Are you sure?" Ron asked as they boarded.
"Yes Ron, now go and have fun." Harry insisted. The train pulled away and he headed back to the castle, he went straight to the chamber and pulled out his death wand. It had been months since he had practiced and the release was welcome, Harry span, twisted, ducked and dodged from the cursed heading his way and when he had destroyed 6 dummies three times he flung himself down panting slightly, when his breathing had calmed he sunk in to a meditative trance. His forest was a bit of a mess so he worked on cleaning it up, Harry created another tree and placed all of the Tom memories in there so they were stored away, he thickened the mists and made the trees denser before pulling out. Harry was sweating when he came out and he had been in there longer than he realised, he had missed lunch and it was well on the way to dinner, he cursed his luck and jumped in to the shower. He couldn't go and see Tom that day so he decided to read until dinner, Harry couldn't remember the last time he had been able to just sit and read, the last time was when he was curled up with Tom, that memory made him smile. Harry finished the last chapter in Salazar's book before heading to dinner, the castle was nearly empty which he was relieved for, there was only 1 other Gryffindor which meant he wasn't going to be bothered. He went up to the tower that night with a smile; he was seeing Tom tomorrow.
Chaos skipped down the halls of the manor, Tom was in the duelling room with some of the inner circle so that was where Chaos was heading, Bella and Barty were locked in a duel when he entered and as Barty fell Chaos smoked to the platform and struck. She only just blocked his curse but returned fire eagerly, Chaos danced around her getting closer and closer until his wand was at her throat and she grinned.
"Nice of you to drop by." She said and he laughed.
"Yes, seems I got bored and decided to come home." She rolled her eyes.
"When don't you get bored?"
"When ever you aren't around Bella dear." He batted his eyelashes and laughed, he smoked over to where Tom was stood watching and landed right in front of him.
"Hi," Tom raised an eyebrow and Chaos smirked.
"I'm in the Christmas spirit, don't dampen it."
"Hello my Chaos," Chaos kissed his cheek,
"See, that wasn't too hard was it." Tom rolled his eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
"I could go if you wished." Chaos stepped back as if he was going to leave but Tom ensnared him at the waist and pulled him closer.
"No, I don't," Chaos grinned.
"Good. I have quite a bit to tell you, seems Dumbledore has been a very busy old man."
"Oh,"
"Yep and you won't be happy so I advise you dismiss the inner circle so you don't murder them once I tell you." Tom raised an eyebrow and waved the death eaters away. They apperated back to their rooms, Chaos wisely stayed back as Tom sat down, the Dark Lord looked at him and Chaos sighed.
"He knows," Tom quirked an eyebrow.
"He knows what exactly?" Chaos took a deep breath and continued.
"He knows about your Horcruxes." Tom stiffened up alarmingly, Chaos watched wearily as the crimson eyes narrowed and began to brighten until they were glowing with fury and beginning to slit.
"How many doesss he know off?" Tom demanded.
"I don't know exactly, he's been showing me memories of your past starting with when Dumbledore first met you." Tom hissed and his eyes were snake like slits by now, the magic in the air was thick and swirling so Chaos kept his head down.
"I've seen the Gaunts so that's the ring and the locket, he retrieved a memory from Slughorn-,"
#Of coursse that'sss why he hass him in the casstle# a few things exploded and Chaos didn't dare raise a shield, Tom would not likely take well to magic at the present time, he withheld a wince when something caught his cheek and he felt it begin to bleed.
#He wishes me to gain the real memory from Slughorn my Lord I-#
#Don't# Tom cut him off.
#I wasn't going to actually get the memory, that's why I came here# Chaos told him.
#No, don't call me that# Chaos blinked confused for a second before smiling to himself.
#Sorry Tom#
#Look at me# Chaos looked up at him and Tom's eye reverted back to normal when he saw the cut cheek, he was in front of him in a second.
"Why did you not raise a shield?" Chaos shrugged.
"I didn't think you would react well to magic." He reasoned and Tom frowned, he waved his wand and the skin knitted back together without so much as a red mark left behind, Tom gently ran a hand over where the mark was.
"About the memory,"
"Dumbledore wishes me to obtain the correct memory from Slughorn about horcruxes, he's after the number you created." Tom nodded and sat back down, he opened his arms to allow Chaos to curl up on his lap.
"You need to be Honest with Slughorn and tell Dumbledore 7." Chaos looked at him as if he was insane.
"Are you sure a little bit of that insanity hasn't come back?" Tom threw him a withering look.
"I'm pretty sure." He said dryly, "Talk to Slughorn and see if you can get him on side. You need not get the memory but to keep Dumbledore happy you need Slughorn on your side, he obviously has doubt to the old man or he would have given up the memory."
"Slughorn does admire you, you can hear it in his voice whenever he speaks of you." Tom smirked.
"I did get on well with Horace Slughorn."
"But what about giving Dumbledore the number, that's mad Tom." Chaos reasoned.
"No, it isn't. You have already returned two of them to me and they are safe here, one was already here, one is in a high security vault at Gringotts and the other I am pretty sure is secure."
"But that's only 6." He didn't mention the diary, the fact that he had destroyed it still made him sick, Tom must have felt the shift in his emotions because he kissed him gently.
"It was not your fault."
"But I still destroyed part of your soul Tom, your soul. How can you be ok with that?"
"I killed you parents Harry, how can you be ok with that?"
"That's different, it was war and they knew what they were facing becoming your enemy, you never hid what was going to happen to those who stood against you." Chaos insisted and Tom smiled slightly.
"Were you not my enemy at the time?"
"Yes but-,"
"Was I not threatening your life?"
"Yes but-,"
"And had you not just survived and killed an ancient basilisk at 12?"
"Well yes but-,"
"No but's, I definitely deserved it, if my 16 year old self was arrogant enough to mock a 12 year old who had just slain a basilisk then I deserved to be destroyed." Tom stated with no room for argument, Chaos sighed.
"Besides, the errent soul piece returned to me after the resurection and restored my body and full magical core." Chaos looked up.
"Really?"
"Yes, in all sense and logic it shouldn't have but it did."
"See, I told you I have a nack to do impossible things." Tom rolled his eyes.
"Brat," Chaos grinned.
"I know,"
"I have heard from inside the school about you." Tom told him and Chaos didn't notice the change of tone.
"Oh?"
"Yes, I've been told how someone has been hanging of your arm constantly." Chaos' eyebrows rose.
"Oh Ginny? She's been doing that a lot."
"Has she?"
"Yeah, she fancies herself as the next Mrs Potter." Chaos rolled his eyes but Tom stiffened slightly.
"Indeed," Chaos noticed the difference in Tom and slowly got up.
"I mean she's dreaming obviously."
"Is she?"
"Of course,"
"So you inform her of this, keep her away from you."
"Well I can't-,"
"You can and you will." Tom snapped and Chaos blinked.
"Tom-,"
"You are mine." He hissed and Chaos didn't even no when he got to his feet but he was in front of him caging him to the wall, he wasn't scare though, he was sure Tom wouldn't hurt him.
"You belong to me and no one else."
"I know this,"
"I don't want her near you; I don't want her touching you."
"I don't exactly love her company either, she's just there, half the time I try to ignore her."
"If I see her touching you myself I will kill her."
"Good," Tom pulled him in to a furious kiss which Chaos allowed him to own easily, he trailed sharp bits along his neck and up to his ear.
#Mine#
#Yours# Chaos agreed. He pushed Tom back so he was sat back down, he let the man continue his assault on his neck without complaint, as long as he could cover it.
"Why are you waiting until you see her all over me?"
"I cannot kill her without a semblance of a reason." Tom said sounding as if he wished he could.
"Well what if I told you she kissed my cheek." The grip around him tightened considerably.
"She dies soon," Chaos grinned and kissed him.
"Brat," Tom repeated.
"Yup, I'm also a brat who wants feeding." He got up and pulled Tom with him, he tugged him towards the door hurriedly.
"I suppose you can eat my food." Chaos darted of to the dining room and it took a full minute before Tom entered.
"Where have you been?" Chaos asked innocently.
"I, unlike you, chose not to run." Tom said taking a seat.
"That wasn't running, that was a fast jog." Barty snickered at that and Tom rolled his eyes. After Chaos had ate a 'small' lunch he challenged the brothers to a duel 2 on 1 where he soundly handed them their asses.
"Would you like a silver platter with thoses asses?" Chaos asked sweetly, Barty roared with laughter as they got up grumbling.
"You just got annihilated." Barty told them still laughing.
"You duel him if you think its that funny." Barty shook his head.
"I'm not stupid."
"Well..." Chaos dodged the stinging hex sent his way.
"Come on Barty, face planting the wall was pretty stupid." The death eater blushed and it was the brothers turn to laugh.
"You fell out of the chair." Barty defended and Chaos grinned.
"Of course I did, no one sleeps in chairs and doesn't fall out in the morning. You on the other hand..."
"I have my moments." Barty grumbled stalking out to the laughter, Chaos smoked to the library still laughing and Tom raised an eyebrow as he read his book.
"Barty and the brothers," Was his explination, Tom shook his head and shifted so Chaos could curl up by his side.
"Do you think Slughorn will come on side?" He asked and Tom hummed.
"I am not 100% sure but I am confident he will continue to keep my secrets. He has done it for this long and I see no reason for him to stop now, especially if you explain."
"I think he still has a soft spot for you." Harry said and Tom rolled his eyes.
"No I'm serious, the way he speaks about you says that much, you haven't heard him."
"It gives you something to work with if that is true." Chaos nodded, he cast a tempus and sighed.
"I have to leave,"
"Inform me of what happens."
"Of course. I will probably be invited for drinks so I'll corner him then when he's exceptionally happy." Tom nodded and pulled him in for a kiss, Chaos smiled and smoked out.
As predicted he got an invitation for drinks with Slughorn boxing day night, he dressed in his actual robes and glamoured them to look like Harry Potter's clothes. He made his way to Slughorn's office with a bottle of Rosmerta's best mead and a box of crystlised pineapple, Tom had told him the man loved them. He knocked politely and stepped in, only two others were there at the time and Harry flashed a smile.
"Ah Harry m'boy, you made it." He exclaimed cheerfully.
"Of course sir, I wouldn't miss it." He handed over his gifts, "just a little thanks for the invitation, I've been told you're quite partial to them." Slughorn chuckled.
"You are correct in the matter, have a seat." There were already two others there, Zabini and Mclaggen, and Harry sat down. 5 others arrived before the night began, it was all very informative to Harry, they talked about contacts and well know people and relatives, and Harry wondered if people talked about him like that and seriously hoped they didn't. The clear link between them was influence, they all influential contacts close to them except Harry who was influential on his own for being the BWL, it was obvious how Slughorn built his connections. Around 10:30 the night wound down and people filtered out, when Zabini left it was finally just Harry and Slughorn.
"Come young Harry, you don't want to be caught out after curfew." He said with a laugh and Harry grinned.
"Forgive me Professor; I know I've taken enough of your time but if I could just trouble you for just a bit longer."
"It's no trouble m'boy, what can I do you for?" Harry shifted and discretely secured the room before turning back to the professor.
"You often talk about an ex-student that you seem to admire so much." Harry began, he had to word all of this very carefully or Slughorn would bolt and that would ruin everything, he noticed how Slughorn's expression became rather fixed.
"Yes, brilliant student, one of the best I have ever seen but that is in the past." Slughorn told him hurriedly.
"This student, you never seem to mention his name or what went on to do after Hogwarts."
"Well I-,"
"It was Tom Riddle wasn't it?" Slughorn froze looking at him.
"How?"
"At first I didn't understand why Dumbledore wanted you in the castle specifically but when I started these private lessons it became obvious." Slughorn seemed to be frozen in place.
"You see, Dumbledore has decided that I am to learn all about the young Tom Riddle in the hope it will help me destroy him-,"
"He showed you the memory." Slughorn whispered and Harry nodded.
"Well then you know I know nothing about anything, now if that's it I believe you should leave."
"Wait Professor please,"
"I cannot give you what you seek."
"I don't want the memory." Harry burst out and the cursed his rashness but it got Slughorn to stop.
"What?" It was barely audible but Harry caught it.
"I would prefer if you obliviated the memory from your mind so it could never be seen again if I'm honest." Harry stated.
"But you seek to destroy him." Harry winced at that, the thought of destroying Tom made him feel ill.
"You are his enemy." Harry swallowed.
"Professor I ask only that you keep my secrets just as you have kept his."
"I will," Harry dropped his glamour leaving only his hair covered, Slughorn's reaction was quite funny, his jaw dropped and he reared back in shock.
"But-,"
"My appearance is one of many secrets I hold." Harry told him, Slughorn nodded as no word seemed to come to him.
"Why?" Harry asked suddenly and when the professor looked confused he elabourated, "Why after all these years have you kept his secrets, you knew more about him than any other professor, possibly than any other person but yet you never spoke out. You had and still have the power to destroy him but yet you hold it all true, not even speaking to the likes of Dumbledore." Slughorn looked thoughtful for a few moments and Harry allowed him to gather his thoughts.
"I don't know," He murmured, "Everyone said he would great but I knew he would. People call him a monster, they call him evil but I don't see it that way. Tom delved in to the deepest of magics, he explored magics of old, magics that no other alive has ever seen, could ever dream of seeing. I see what he accomplished with it and I saw what he could truly do." Slughorn explained with passion and Harry was surprised; the man really admired Tom.
"You admire him."
"I did,"
"Past tense?"
"Tom lost himself to insanity. He lost himself in the power he had and it twisted him in to something unrecognisable."
"What if he wasn't insane anymore? What if he was the Tom Riddle you knew? Would you still hold his secrets, would you support him or even follow him?" Harry asked genuinely curious, Slughorn shook his head.
"The Tom Riddle I once knew is no more. The Tom Riddle I knew would have never attacked a child like he attacked you, the insanity well and truly took him. It was the biggest shame because he was great; the best."
"What if I could prove to you that he isn't insane anymore?" Slughorn looked at him sharply.
"What are you implying? You couldn't possibly know Tom Riddle let alone the state of his sanity." Harry sighed, Tom was going to kill him.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Harry shook his head.
"Try me,"
"I have spoken to Tom and I know he is sane, granted he has a few murderous tendencies but then again who doesn't? His just shows a bit more than most." Slughorn chuckled at that.
"Tom has always had murderous tendencies, even at school." Harry grinned.
"Why am I not surprised."
"But how could you possibly be in contact with Tom Riddle and how can he be sane?"
"You won't believe me without proof with your own eyes will you?" Harry asked rhetorically standing up.
"I am sorry but it is hardly believable." Harry nodded.
"Remember I asked you to keep my secrets?"
"And I said I would."
"Well grab your cloak Professor, we're going on a trip." Slughorn raised his eyebrows.
"Trust me and besides you wanted the proof."
"You are taking me to see Tom Riddle or who you believe is Tom Riddle?"
"Yes, although he will probably kill me for this." Harry muttered the last part with a fond smile, Slughorn pulled a deep red cloak on and Harry waved his wand to change his clothes, he took hold of Slughorn's arm and grinned.
"I have no idea how this feels for a passenger." He didn't give the man chance to raise questions, he burst in to thick black smoke and landed just outside his bed chambers, Slughorn looked ill.
"Please never do that again." Harry snickered, Slughorn took a few deep breaths and looked around.
"Where are we?"
"In Tom's manor, outside his bed chambers actually." Slughorn's eyebrows shot up.
"I cannot believe it is Tom Riddle, he never let anyone in his personal area and you being here defeats that."
"Oh he still doesn't, anyone who comes here gets cursed."
"Then why are you here?"
"Because it's also my room," Harry grinned at his gobsmacked look, he opened the door and peeped his head in and as suspected Tom was sat up reading by the fire, immediately the crimson eyes snapped to him.
"What are you doing here?" Harry smiled albeit sheepishly.
"Hey Tom, remember that little task you asked me to do?"
"Speak to Horace yes?" Tom said slowly and Harry shifted.
"Well turns out he's as sceptical as you." Harry told him brightly and Tom just looked at him.
"So you see, he didn't believe me when I told him you were in fact sane again and wouldn't accept my word without proof so…" Harry trailed off and Tom sighed.
"You brought him here."
"Don't be to mad, I mean, he can't say I'm lying this way and he really does like you and will never share your secrets."
"You know I don't get mad with you." Tom pointed out and Harry beamed.
"Fine, where is he."
"Kinda stood behind me, I didn't know who was staying here so you know." Ton sighed again and got up marking his page, Harry withdrew his head from the door.
"He'll be right out." Harry told his potions Professor, Slughorn just nodded with no expression. Tom opened the door and stepped out, Harry covered his snickers when Slughorn's jaw dropped as he saw Tom, the man in question threw him a look which was meant to shut him up but only escalated his laughing.
"You are a menace." Harry put on an affronted look.
"I am offended." He said, "I believe I am more chaotic." Tom rolled his eyes.
"Tom?" The Dark Lord turned to his most respected professor with his signature smirk.
"I would hope, even after all these years, that you would recognise me."
"You haven't changed that much but it is hard to believe, you lost yourself Tom." It was weird to see Tom be told off and not curse the one responsible, he looked like he wanted to shift and Harry had to cover another laugh.
"Yes, I did and it was a grievous mistake on my behalf but I am myself again." Tom replied honestly.
"I can see that you are yourself but what's to keep you from slipping back Tom, you morphed in to something unrecognisable." It was quick but they all saw it, Tom's eyes flicked towards Harry before returning back to Slughorn, Harry smiled brightly. Slughorn raise a questioning eyebrow and Tom sighed, he help out his hand to Harry who skipped over to take it and curled in to his lover's side, Slughorn looked surprised before breaking out in a smile.
"You actually found someone." Tom scowled.
"The brat is pretty insistent." Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Ok then, you won't mind if I stand over here then." He went to step away but Tom pulled him back wrapping an arm securely around his waist, Harry grinned and kissed his cheek.
"Come, lets sit." Tom suggested and Harry skipped of leading them to the private lounge, he waved his hand to light the fire and the torches as Tom and Slughorn walked in. Tom took a seat in his usual leather chair while Slughorn took the sofa opposite, Harry looked at Tom pointedly and the man rolled his eyes and opened his arms, Harry curled up on his lap with his head resting on his shoulder and Tom's arms automatically came up to wrap around him.
"You are different." Slughorn stated and Tom nodded.
"I am,"
"But it is for the best."
"It is,"
"How did this happen?" Tom shot Harry a small fond smile.
"He joined me at my resurrection and stuck around." Slughorn nodded absently in deep thought, his head snapped around to Harry.
"You are the one they call Chaos?" Harry blinked and looked at Tom who nodded.
"Damn, you are smart." He said as a confirmation, he waved his hand to drop the glamour on his hair revealing the obnoxiously bright hair.
"The dots are there to connect." Harry grinned.
"You will not slip back in to the insanity that consumed you Tom?"
"No, I will not be consumed by the power this time." Tom told him seriously.
"Besides, he has me to keep him grounded." Tom raised an eyebrow and Harry looked back innocently, Tom shook his head and kissed him lightly.
"What are you going to do about Dumbledore? This isn't the first time he has come calling." Tom frowned.
"I should have realised the old fool would resort to mind invasion as the key to destroy me." He mused and Harry winced again, Tom absently traced soothing patterns with his thumb on Harry's leg.
"He will not stop until he had that number." Slughorn pointed out.
"I know, which is why Chaos will be telling him the number 7." Slughorn gave Tom the same look as Harry.
"Are you insane?" He questioned in disbelief and Harry chuckled.
"I had the same reaction."
"I have most of them secure here." Tom told him in explanation and Slughorn nodded.
"I will not give up the memory."
"I would appreciate that you didn't."
"I will spin the story; it is a speciality of mine. He will not suspect but it will keep him happy and hopefully lead me to more information." Harry said thoughtfully, "I will tell him along the lines of the Professor not wishing to give up the memory through fear but telling me the number 7. It is plausible and Dumbledore has no reason to suspect I am lying to him."
"It does sound logical and he has no reason not to believe it." Tom agreed.
"And it won't take to much for me to state the same thing if he comes calling which will happen." Tom blinked before dipping his head in thanks.
"You know, I often wondered why you have kept my secrets." Tom said and Slughorn shrugged.
"I knew you would be great Tom and you did not disappoint, you will always be my best student." Slughorn stated and Chaos could tell Tom was shocked.
"I have to thank you." Slughorn waved him off.
"Your secrets are secrets for a reason and I will keep them now like I have done all these years."
"Thanks Professor," Harry put in.
"Now I believe we have a castle to return to, although, I do not relish the thought of travelling the way we came." Harry grinned.
"There is nothing wrong with the way I travel."
"I beg to differ," Slughorn muttered. Harry got up with his Professor, Tom pulled him in to a kiss and Harry smiled.
"I will keep my ears open,"
"Don't do anything rash."
"I don't know what your talking about."
"You willingly walked in to an acromantula nest Chaos." Tom reminded and Harry wrinkled his nose.
"I didn't know they were acromantula at the time." He reasoned,
"But you still would have entered."
"Well yeah, I have a role to play." Harry said as if it was obvious, Tom rolled his eyes.
"Just be careful," Harry smiled and kissed him lightly.
"I will," He stepped out of his arms and over to the Professor who had wandered over to the book shelves.
"Ready?"
"No-," he didn't finish the sentence because Harry burst in to smoke and landed them back in his office.
"I refuse to travel like that every again." Harry laughed.
"You get used to it."
"Not likely," He sat down heavily, "I am truly surprised."
"I tend to do that to people." Harry shrugged.
"The wizarding world is set to change." Slughorn said and Harry nodded.
"Tom will do it." Harry agreed.
"And you will be by his side." Harry shrugged again.
"I hope so," Slughorn was quiet for a few seconds before speaking again.
"You make him happy you know." Harry smiled slightly.
"I like to think so."
"You do. Tom would not allow anyone close to him like he has yourself, you would do well not to betray that trust."
"I would never betray Tom's trust." Harry said furiously, "I belong to Tom, now and forever, even after he moves on." The thought of not being with Tom made him ache but he didn't let it show.
"Good, because I fear that would truly send him beyond the point of return."
"I could never do that, ever, no matter what happens."
"I didn't think you would but it is good to hear."
"You will not speak of what happened tonight." Harry decided to change the subject.
"You have my word." Harry nodded with a smile.
"Thank you. Now I really have to get to bed, although there is no reason not to sleep in tomorrow, it would be a welcome change."
"Good night Harry,"
"Night Professor."
Sooo what did you think? I didn't want to turn Slughorn against his favourite student and someone suggested having him join Tom, he hasn't joined him in the sense of a mark but he is a silent supporter. Leave a little review please and let me know your thoughts, I hope you like it!
Jessiikaa*