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

16. Chapter 16

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: "What is your purpose?"

Harry smirks evilly.

"Thomas Marvolo Riddle is...my purpose."

August – 1937

Everything disappears from his eyes, the students the teachers even the Hats voice, and all he can see is Harry's glowing green eyes in front of him.

Harry smirks at him pushes of the wall where he was leaning against and stalks towards him an evil glint shining in his eyes.

Thomas eyes go wide and he gulps in fright.

I'm highly flammable, a caged up animal
I will go off on you
Better take it back, I'm about to snap
I will go off on you

Thomas had experienced this occurrence quite a few times now and this time it felt different; he could feel another presence with them. Looking around frightened Thomas clenches and unclenches his fingers not seeing anyone but Harry.

Harry's keen eyes; Thomas noticed followed his every move, his every twitch in agitation, his pacing back and forth. Frustrated from the lack of conversation he snaps out.

"What the fuck do you want this time Harry?"

Eyes narrowed on his form and Thomas couldn't suppress the intake of breath and the gulp of fear, inside his mind he was having an argument with himself.

"Why is this always happenin- what does he want from- I don't even know hi- he thinks he owns me, I'll show-"His thoughts were muddled all together not making much sense. Harry cocked his head to the side as if he was listening to something highly amusing.

Harry stalked like a predator towards Thomas; he inched away slightly but it was no use as his back hit a wall; his teeth were bared in anger, but that didn't stop Harry from touching him, flinching slightly from the cool fingers Thomas glares directly into Harry's red eyes.

Harry's breath brush against his cheek gentle and for a minute Thomas thought Harry was going to kiss him again, like all the other times before but just as his eyes were about to flutter shut the most peculiar thing happened, from the corner of Thomas eye, he could see another man standing just a foot away from himself and Harry's form.

The man was at least in his early forties, his skin was a nice evenly tan, his brown bangs covering his eyes for him to see; he was handsome. The man walked closer towards them and then suddenly stopped. Thomas's green eyes met Harry's red once more and Thomas was shocked to see Harry smiling.

"Harry?" Thomas asked softly; looking from Harry to the stranger.

"Hello Hat," Harry whispered without even turning around. "Today is a very special day, don't you agree?"

Thomas's eyes widened, as he finally figured out who the man was.

"How is this even possible?" Thomas voice was hoarse.

Ignoring Thomas question, the Hat stepped forward until he was touching his chest to Harry's backside grinding into him slightly. Hat's eyes focussed onto Thomas and smirked at him.

"Yes Harry, today is a very special day indeed." His seductive voice sliding over Thomas making him shiver.