Hehe, sorry this took a while, I became a bit busy.......oh and thanks for everyone that reviewed....

Chapter 5: And the scene becomes tense....

At the restricted section....

"Erm, Tom, I'm going to meet up with Albus , so can I leave now?" said Harry, who was tired of searching for books that doesn't exist and snogging whenever someone came their way.

They had actually repeated kissing three times, with Tom more dominant of course (At their last kiss though, Tom noticed Harry's tongue experimenting inside Tom's mouth. Tom let him, wanting to 'teach' Harry.)

Tom crumpled his nose, ('ha', thought Harry, 'he's got a nose. I bet he has been missing doing that to his nose.') remembering what the other Slytherins said about Albus holding Harry's thigh.

"Going inside a broom closet with him, then? May I remind you that we are acting as boyfriends, and you having an affair with him-"

"Wait, WHAT?! You t-think I-I'm having an AFFAIR WITH ALBUS?!"

"Wasn't-"

"Ew Tom" Harry cut him sharply, narrowing his dangerously glowing eyes.

Oooh, he's MAD. You're soo dead, Tom.

"What, do you think I'm a whore or something? You think that after I pretend to be your boyfriend, I'd go have sex with someone, particularly my mentor-to-be?"

"The Slytherins said that they saw his hand-"

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT WHAT THE SLYTHERINS SAY! You, of all people should know that I don't do that! Weren't we snogging earlier and it became quite obvious that I'm not used to these stuff? Well, it's obvious that you are used to this stuff. " 'Is he trying to say something?' thought Tom.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I was too busy protecting myself and others from evil bastards!" Breathing irregularly, Harry grabbed his things and walked out.

Gee, I feel so bad, thought Tom. While he did feel guilty and idiotic for ever believing the Slytherins, he, Lord Voldemort, feels like smirking.

'Harry felt disgusted with my assumption as to what he's doing with Albus, yet he even kissed me for four times and there was still no 'ew' directed at me.

Wait, wait- there is something veery wrong. I, Voldemort, feel guilty about anything? Never! Ookay, I'm going insane...' Tom shook his head. 'must be muggle-torture withdrawals or.....

Tom narrowed his eyes. He waved his wand and said ''point me'' and started locating where Harry went to. On the third floor corridor, when Tom finally located Harry inside an empty classroom, he smirked to himself. The wards that Albus put were strong, but weren't strong enough to put him out.

'Once Harry starts getting mad at me again, I'll simply point out that although he said that Albus was 'ew', (Albus is even quite dashing in my opinion, with his auburn hair and twinkling blue eyes- like the sky itself. Haha, still hate the man though. I'm sure that when Harry said Albus was 'ew', he meant that he was not thinking of being with his mentor. Harry probably think of him as a grandfather figure.) Harry was even the one who initiated the kissing earlier and did so four times.......I can't wait to see him blushing and stuttering because of me again, with his ethereal emerald eyes widening, like a perfectly innocent boy, looking anywhere but him.......'

He shook his head, shaking the thoughts out of his head. 'First things first, is Harry my-'

His thoughts were cut short by Albus' wards finally breaking down. He burst through the door and found Albus and Harry sitting on the floor with books about Animagus. He swiftly walked across the room, grabbed Harry's arm, shouted "Get up!" and left the room, only to get inside another unused classroom. He shut the door and warded it fiercely.

After Harry caught his breath, he started "What the fuck's wrong with you-"

Tom turned around to face Harry with a cold, emotionless face and ignored the question. He grabbed Harry's arm again and banged Harry to the wall.

"Ow! That hur-"

Tom then did something unexpected:

He pressed his palm on Harry's scar. The action was necessary, it brought him closer to Harry's soul. He had been stopping Harry from writhing from pain while being near him before, but not anymore. He dropped his occlumency shields in order to open his senses more and focus on Harry's soul. Harry was screaming and struggling to get away from him now, but he held him tight. Tom went deep inside Harry's memories, emotions.....and the soul.

He found it.

Harry's soul was so pure that it was painful to Tom. At last, he found what he was looking for. There, latched on Harry's soul was his own soul. Well, a part of it. If Harry's soul looked ivory, his soul looked ebony. His soul was full of hatred, despair, sadness and all the negative feelings he had ever felt...Now knowing the truth, he withdrew from Harry who was breathing heavily and had a sore throat from screaming. As soon as Tom backed away from him and raised his occlumency shields again, Harry's knees gave way and he fell to the ground on his knees and hands, still gasping for breath. Tom stood still in front of him, contemplating.

How can I kill this boy without killing a part of my own soul?

There is no known way of transferring your soul to another object unless the soul was given the power to do before being a horcrux like what he did to the diary. The horcrux in that diary, however, doesn't attach to another's soul, only to the body and magical core. It can suck another's life energy, but it can't attach to it. Unlike that horcrux, this horcrux attached itself to another soul.

Harry looked at him with beautiful green eyes full of anger. Tom sighed and finally explained to him what a horcrux is, what he did to him earlier, and that he is a horcrux.

At night, Harry's POV:

Harry growled in anger on his bed, unable to fall asleep. 'Who does he think he is?!' "Oooh, Harry, you're mine!" mimicked Harry mockingly. 'Ugh, I hate being helpless. Why does it have to be me? Why does this always happen to me? I can't even be a normal wizard!

Not only that, I'd even need to kill myself in the end.

'This is so sick...' Harry closed his eyes tightly with tears running down his face. In the end, he cried himself to sleep.

Albus' POV:

Albus smiled to himself. The potion was finally going to be finished this night- the potion for turning into an animagus, that is. His eyes followed a certain fifth year Gryffindor that came in for breakfast. Albus smiled and thought 'how can he look so normal while being so extraordinary?' On the second day that Harry and Tom came, Harry asked him one question: If Albus can help him to become an animagus. At first, Albus was curious as to why Harry wanted to and he confessed that his dad and his dad's friends became an animagus on their fifth year, and that he wants to be an animagus too. Albus told him that not everyone can be an animagus, but Harry wasn't discouraged by this and Albus relented and started discussing what they needed. He told him that first he needed to know what animal he is first if ever he has one, drink the animagus potion and try changing into it. Harry stared at him for a minute before laughing hard, saying that Albus will totally be a teacher of Transfiguration. Albus raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment on it. 'How could he have predicted that I was going to teach Transfiguration after I graduate? Furthermore, why did he ask me of all people to help him to be an animagus? 'Albus wondered.

So, why do I think he's extraordinary?

A/N: hmm, I didn't really like this chapter...

Does anyone have any idea on what Harry's animagus form should be?

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