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: "You will slowly understand everything, I promise you Thomas." Harry's voice whispers into his mind as his lips are covered by Harry's warm ones.
Thomas closes his eyes and moans softly kissing Harry back, and then as it all suddenly began Thomas was back on the stool in front of the whole student body plus Professor's of Hogwarts; his fingers brushing against his lips as the hat shouts out.
"SLYTHERIN!"
February – 1942
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."
Don't want you to lead me to the dark
Don't need you to tear my heart apart
Don't do that, though people say that you're my enemy
I know you can set me free
Don't want you to come so close to me
Don't need you to blow my fantasy
But I know that you are livin' far beyond those lies
I can see the danger rise in your eyes
Cool vibes, why don't you kill me
Cool vibes, why don't you turn your eyes away
Can't you see we're free to die
Cool vibes, all we can do is fight and pray
Cool vibes, why don't you thrill me
Cool vibes, why don't you kill me
All that I can see are shadows of my destiny
Don't want you to make me feel afraid
Don't need you to take away the hate
But I know that you will break the seal of mystery
Leave it to my fantasy, what will be
Cool vibes, why don't you kill me
Cool vibes, why don't you turn your eyes away
Can't you see we're free to die
Cool vibes, all we can do is fight and pray
Thomas was tapping his fingers against the wooden table, Malfoy, Lestrange and Parkinson where sitting around him; a sigh escaped his lips as his eyes glided over the rest of the Slytherin table, some of the girls were fluttering their eyelashes at him; he snorted to himself.
"My Lord..?" Malfoy's questioned softly beside him.
"Idiots...the lot of them," Thomas hissed in annoyance. "Meeting tonight at 8pm tell the others."
Malfoy nodded and smirked in approval, turning towards the top of the Hall where the Professors sat bar Dumbledore, he narrows his eyes in suspicion; turning back to Thomas he sneers.
"Have you heard the rumours My Lord?"
Glancing back at Malfoy Thomas nods and stops tapping his fingers against the polished wood; looking over at the head table where the Professors where sitting.
"I have heard that the boy just appeared out of now where, blooded and near death. I also heard he is getting sorted tonight?" Thomas's eyes narrowed slightly in confusion.
Malfoy nodded. "Yes, I have heard the same My Lord, Dumbledore is supposedly bringing him to the Great Hall soon."
Looking back up at the head table where the Professors sat, Thomas noticed the Headmaster moving towards the podium, slightly nodding his head in the Dippet's direction; Malfoy turned his head as well waiting from the Headmaster to make a speech.
"There are a lot of rumours going around the school at the moment about the young boy who appeared in the Great Hall five nights ago, blooded and near deaths door. Now I am able to confirm these rumours to be true. The young boy's name is Harrison Le'fay; Harrison is one of five remaining Le'fay's. He has suffered dearly in the past 2 weeks and I would like very much if you would give him some space, do not ask questions of him that he does not wish to answer and be nice towards him; he will be arriving shortly to be sorted into his house."
With that Dippet stepped back and walked towards his chair, excited whispers filled the Great Hall about the young boy. Thomas looked around himself sneering at all the idiotic girls who where blushing and screeching about how they were going to try and befriend the boy and maybe have something more.
"Pathetic" Thomas hissed.
The Great Halls wooden doors were pushed open slowly; Thomas eyes narrowed slightly trying to get a glimpse of the boy that had made the entire of Hogwarts go mad with gossip.
Dumbledore glided into the Hall as if he was walking on air, and just behind him a boy with dark raven hair that reached the bottom of his neck, glowing green eyes, slightly muscular walked in with raw magic washing over him in waves.
Thomas hissed in a breath, his eyes widening in shock and apprehension.
"Harry?"