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

17. Chapter 17

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: "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.

February – 1942

Dumbledore looks up again to meet Harry's eyes slowly his pacing stops and he continues looking the boy over.

"What is your purpose?"

Harry smirks evilly.

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

"You're not going to kill him are you?" the middle aged woman gasped in horror.

"No, I am not going to be killing Thomas." Harry says lazily.

The whole room seemed to breathe again, relief going through everyone in the room. Harry looked around again and noticed that Dippet was staring at him strangely a small smile on his face.

"My dear boy,' Dippet smile grew."I would like to offer you a place here at Hogwarts, you will be sorted tonight at 6pm, Dumbledore will come and collect you at half past five, and you are in 6th year are you not?"

Harry just stared at Dippet for a while longer before he answered with a nod; Dumbledore stopped his pacing and looked at the Headmaster in shock, his blue eyes narrowing on Harry he nodded once and quickly left the Hospital wing his robes bellowing around his feet.

Harry was reminded of Snape and he smirked to himself in remembrance. The middle aged witch started to fuss around Harry, gathering a potion and looking sternly at Harry; one hand on her hip and the other holding out a potion for Harry too take.

"My name is Madam Merryworth and I am the current Head healer of the Hospital wing,' she paused slightly narrowing her eyes on him."You will not move from this bed until Professor Dumbledore comes and collects you at half past; for now you will rest and take this pain reliever potion."

Madam Merryworth held out the pain reliever potion for Harry patiently; wincing Harry takes the potion from her fingertips and gulps it down in one go, he tilts his head to the side slightly.

"Madam...?' Harry speaks slowly as Merryworth looks up from her fussing.

"Yes Mr. Potter?"

"When will I be able to see Thomas Riddle?"

"Not at the moment Mr. Potter,' Dippet replies quicker than Merryworth."We still need to figure out your cover story of how you got here and who you are."

Harry leered at the Headmaster and replied idly. "My name will be Harrison Le'fay; Harry for short, I am a pureblood from a very old line that is nearly extinct, as to why I am here I am seeking refuge as the current Dark Lord is out for my blood, he captured me for 2 weeks and that is why I was in the state that I was in when I arrived here after escaping him."