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Told in Drabbles of at Least 100 words, Max 1000 words.

Three Part Drabble

Part One:

Hermione walked upstairs and peeked into Tom's room. Ron ended staying late at the ministry. Saying they were finally getting somewhere with the newly discovered muggle items. Hermione smiled at the thought of wizards, while able to do magic, were so enthralled with normal muggle objects.

Hermione could not hold out any longer with the news. Though how in the world was she going to explain it to him. She figured she would just come right on out and say it. "Tom you can do magic." No too forward. "Tom, Ron, and I are wizards and so are you." "Oh Merlin that does not sound good at all.

Hermione, not seeing Tom in his room, immediately headed over to the library knowing that was the only possible room he could be in besides his bedroom.

The petite brown-haired woman walked in and saw Tom sitting on a recliner reading a book. The snake was actually out of the tank and nestled on his shoulders.

Tom glanced quickly over the book to see her coming towards him. He took note of where he was and closed the book. Hermione was now in front of him and kneeled down on her knees with her hands in her lap.

"Tom, I have something rather important to tell you."

"I know," he spoke softly. He wasn't being rude or being a smartass. He was just stating the fact. Why else would she come all the way up to the library and sit near him. Obviously, she had something to say, and in finding him, the message had to be for him.

Tom just wished she would hurry and say it already. He had come across a very interesting book on dragons and wished to finish it before he was sent off to bed.

Just as Hermione was about to say the news Tom interrupted her.

"We aren't normal...are we"?

Part Two:

"So, I will be enrolled in this school, this Hogwarts."

"Yes exactly."

"And you and...,"He paused.

Hermione saw the slight pause and finished for him.

"Yes Ron and I both can do magic. This is just brilliant. Now we don't have to fear of hiding anymore. I can teach you all sorts of things now. Isn't it exciting? You should be getting your letter soon and oh maybe I should give you a tutor or something. Yes, that way you can be ahead a bit and get some learning of the lesser spells. Yes or maybe you don't' wish too Tom but..."

Hermione's eyes widened. Tom actually covered her mouth with his hand silencing her.

He quirked a brow. "You talk a lot."

"And," he paused again trying to think of the right words to say. "I would, like that...very much."

Hermione grinned and got up to leave him to his thoughts. This was a lot to take in for a young one. Hermione was granted with one more surprise as she left him in the room. There was a light dusting of pink on his cheeks as he answered.

Part Three:

He always knew he was different. Even at the orphanage, he hated being there. He despised the kids, the adults; the building brought nothing but disgust to his very being. The young boy could do small things out of the ordinary. He could read minds sometimes, just catching the tail ends of people's thoughts. He could set objects on fire with a mere blink of an eye. Sometimes, if he allowed his anger to consume him, he could even make people experience pain.

'You are unsettled...'

Tom turned from the book still in his lap and gazed down on the snake. Nagini's tongue forking out at the statement.

"I don't know what I'm feeling," he shrugged.

He didn't know what to think about this whole situation. At first, he was annoyed that he was chosen, although this wasn't nearly as bad as the orphanage. Both the kids and the adults seemed more than ready to be rid of him and his unique, well, he always called his powers a talent only he possessed.

Now, he had to deal with these people. Why did they help him? They cared for him. Gave him a home, food, a bed. He didn't know how to respond to any of this, especially that woman. His new...he refused to call her mother. In fact, both the words mother and father meant nothing to him. He never had one so why should those words hold any meaning.

However, that woman...he must have said those words aloud for Nagini tightened her grip around his neck in response. 'She unsettles you.'

Tom's eyes widened at the sudden realization. Nagini was right in a way. That woman did make him...anxious. She was pretty. She was kind. Tom sensed no descent on her part. She was a true puzzle. Therefore, what in the world could she want? He had nothing to offer her, nothing to give her. When he asked her why she was doing this for him? She just looked at him with her big brown eyes. She was amazed that he even asked such a question. She never did answer him. She just smiled and told him to get ready for dinner. Well if she wanted to give him these things who was he if he didn't take advantage. Tom couldn't help but smirk at the thought.

Nagini's forked tongue slid on his neck to gain his attention. 'You have an idea.'

Tom patted the small head of the snake with his forefinger and merely nodded. He would just have to keep an eye out for that woman. Yes, he would take advantage of these people, these magic folk. He could feel his power growing already. With time, it could only grow to be more formidable. He decided he would play the part of the perfect son. That's the least he could do for her, until his powers grew, he would use her. He would drink and savor all she had to give until she had nothing left. Once she gave him everything, he would just get rid of them.

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