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!

A/N: okay so the time skipping back and forth is now over! I hope this does not confuse any of my lovely viewers to much.

Previously: "NO," Yells Thomas. "Not until I know some answers!"

Spinning around quickly Harry stalks towards Thomas his eyes glinting a crimson red; he pushes the boy up against the nearest desk hard and looms darkly over him. Harry's hands lift Thomas's legs upwards and force him to wrap them around his own waist.

"You'll do as your told.."

Crimson and green eyes clashed hotly, Thomas's legs tightened around Harry's waist pulling him closer to his own body. Dark, powerful, lust rushed through both of their bodies as their skin touched a soft gasp escaping Harry.

"NO!" shouted Thomas unexpectedly, breaking the hot magical moment. "I won't do as I'm told, not until I get some fucking answers!"

Thomas's heart was rapidly smashing up against his rib cage, his breath coming out in harsh pants.

"All these years you come to me in...Visions? Pushing me, making me kill people, forcing me to do things I wouldn't necessarily do, and all the while you never answer my questions."

Thomas's legs slipped down away from Harry's waist; he pushes his hands out forcefully making Harry stumble backwards.

"You're here with me in the flesh and you run from me, lie to me, humiliate me and now as I confront you, you say nothing." Thomas steps forward dangerously.

Instantly Thomas's wand flicks into his hand a red light emerging from the tip, making Harry fly backwards into a nearby brick wall; Thomas's tongue darts quickly over his lips wetting them in anticipation.

"No longer is this going to happen; today you will tell me all your secrets and if you don't..." Thomas's smirks evilly at Harry.

"I'll rape your mind until I'm...satisfied."