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 though after just looking at him made me react like that?" he moans out softly his hand picking up in speed slowly.
"Figure out what the connection is, why just a single glance makes us react that way."
Confusion crosses Harry's face and he pauses in touching himself.
"Us?"
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On my roof,
dark and I'm burning,
I don't need proof,
I'm torn apart and you know.
What you did to me was a crime.
Cold Case Love
And I let you reach me one more time,
but that's enough.
Your love was breaking the law but I needed a witness, so wake me up when it's over it don't make any difference. Will it ever be solved or am I taking the fall? The truth was there all along tell me how did we miss it? We opened up a cold case love and it got the best of us. And now prints, pictures, and white outlines are all that's left at the scene of a crime of a cold case love.
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June 1938 (10 months later at the Orphanage)
"I know your confusion Thomas...very well,' Harry mutters the last bit distastefully under his breath. "But the things you are going to do, the things I give you small pushes towards are the things that are going to make you great!"
"I don't understand any of this Harry, why I...why did you chooses me?"
"It wasn't me, who choose you Thomas,' Harry gently strokes his fingers down Thomas face; leaning in so that their noses are touching Harry whispers out.
"You choose me Thomas."
"I know you don't understand right now,' Harry's voice continues softly."In time I promise you, you will understand everything."
Harry's fingers cupped Thomas's tear streaked face gently; his crimson eyes were soft as he looked at the younger boy. Thomas eyes were down looking at their entwined hands. He looks up under his eyelashes shyly.
"I might not understand now, but I will understand someday Harry and when I do, when I'm this great wizard that you keep talking to me about. I will make you mine and no other will have you."
Harry smiles delicately and raises their hands up.
"I am already yours Thomas, you claimed me a long time ago."
Confusion crosses Thomas's face, frowning at their entwined hands he pulls away slightly.
"Harry? Just answer me this one question please?"
"Of course Thomas, I'll answer it the best that I can."
Looking back up at Harry; Thomas hesitates for a little while and then he finally speaks, fidgeting nervously.
"How...how is it that I claimed you a long time ago...when it's only been a couple years since I have been seeing you?"
Understanding crosses Harry's features and he picks Thomas's hand back into his own stroking his thumb lightly over the bridge of Thomas's knuckles.
"Thomas, I am not from the year 1938...I'm from 1997."