Running away and going to the past

by darkangledragonlover

His eyes closed tightly and his fingers pulled angrily at his raven hair. It was his fault Harry had to go through the treatment of those awful muggles. All this time he thought it had been Dumbledore and yet it was him. He killed Harry's parents. TR/HP

8. Chapter 8

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: "Well Lucius your little family secret isn't much of a secret you know. You should really train you son to be careful of what he says and what he doesn't." Harry's eyes were gleaming in clear satisfaction.

"And what exactly are you implying?" Lucius hisses in slight anger.

"You're going to send me back in time of course." Harry says in triumph yet pauses and continues. "And if you don't I'm going to kill you and every single thing that is living inside this house."

August – 1937

Instantly the hands disappeared, the dark room became surrounded in light and the same young boy he saw from his dreams was standing in front of him.

"Who are you?" Thomas stutters out in fear.

The dark haired boys hand raises and he points at Thomas face he says nothing. Stepping closer to the boy Thomas notices the boys green eyes had turned a dark crimson and his eyes…they had started to bleed.

Soft fingers threaded through Thomas's hair, his eyes open wide in fear he tries to pull away but fails in his attempt.

"Thomas..." The boy in front of him whispers.

"Who are you?" Thomas asks again fearfully.

"Thomas...You have nothing to be afraid of." The boy's eyes flicker from red to green and back again.

The boy's fingers trace Thomas's jaw line softly; slowly Thomas relaxes into his touch.

"What do you want from me? What is your name?" Thomas demands softly.

"You belong to me Thomas..." The boy's voice creases Thomas's mind possessively.

"You...rs?" Thomas stutters.

"Yessss." He hisses back.

Raising his fingers he slowly slides them over Thomas's eyes making them close, leaning forward his lips touch Thomas's softly.

Thomas eyes fly open and as suddenly as it happened it was all gone and his green eyes meet the blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore's.

Thomas watched as Dumbledore's mouth opened and closed as if saying something, but Thomas didn't hear a thing as the boys voice whispered in his mind.

"My name is...Harry."