Title: Running Away

Summary: Strong, darkish, HOT, Harry! It's time to get rid of this pitiful Gryffindor mask, and become the Slytherin I was supposed to be. This is the re-write! WARNING SLASH HPTR.

Warnings: SLASH (male/male) pairings, swearing, violence, Evil! Slytherin! Harry!

Pairings: HP/TMR ?

Disclaimer: What are u looking at me for? I don't own it!

Previously: "I see things others can't, I feel it as if I'm the one its being done too and I have the markings too prove it. I make the other children hurt when their mean to me calling me a freak." He pauses lightly and watches as Dumbledore moves to exit his room.

"Ohh and I can speak to snakes, they find me…whisper things."

February – 1997

"And who exactly was this young boy Mr. Potter?" He asks in curiosity. Harry spoke softly and yet his voice seemed to surround the whole room at his next words.

"He is...now known as the Dark Lord Voldermort but back then his name was simply Thomas...Thomas Marvolo Riddle…"

Eyes widening in shock Lucius leans forward.

"You're having dreams about the Dark Lord Mr. Potter?" Lucius repeats in apprehension.

"Yes." Intones Harry.

"When I finally figured out who the boy was I thought it was Voldermort up to no good messing about trying to convert me to the dark. I tried with all my might to ignore him but he was very demanding. And then finally I gave up and I decided to document whenever he would show up and how long for. It came back at first that he would only show up when I was getting a beating from my Uncle. And then I realised later when he started showing up even more that it wasn't a trick that the dark lord was trying to play on me. It was I who was calling Thomas to me even though I was doing it when I was unaware of what exactly I was doing." He breathes out slowly.

"As the years passed his visits became more often and the connection that had somehow happened between us let as communicate even more a sentence would turn into a paragraph and paragraph turned into a whole conversation and it didn't matter where I was or who I was with he would just appear and demand my attention, and I would have to excuse myself because no one else could see him…and you know how that would of appeared to other people."

"Utter bonkers." Lucius whispers under his breath.

Harry nods in agreement.

"Exactly. We would talk about many things about him being brought up in a muggle orphanage to my abusive relatives and all sorts of magic's that we had both learned at Hogwarts…and then for a while he didn't come at all. I worried about him as by that stage I had grown quite attached to his presence." Harry looks down in sorrow.

"And then I was sitting in my dormitory and he appeared before me, he looked different...changed. I picked up on it straight away and asked...no more like demanded him to tell me what he had done. He told me that he had split his soul in halves killed a mudblood and set a snake on the students of Hogwarts. He explained his theory to me saying that he had to do what he did because he wanted to be alive for when I was born, take me away and share his memories with me about our time spent together. I was naturally horrified."