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: 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."
"You want answers! Well I'll fucking give you answers. Along time ago when I was merely an infant a man came to my house which was under so many protection spells, the secret keeper was a rat and told this man were me and my family where. So he came killed my father first and then went upstairs to kill me and my mother, she pleaded with him to spare my life sacrificing herself in the mean time that man didn't listen and he shot her down with the killing curse and then walked up towards my crib, looked down upon me and shot the same killing curse that he shot at my now dead parents at me. Yet he didn't expect for it to rebound upon him making him into a shadow of himself. The man fled and I was later found by a half giant and was then called the boy who lived." Harry hisses in anger from his spot on the floor.
Standing up angrily Harry stalks towards Thomas his hands clenching and unclenching in pure rage.
"Can you guess who that man was Thomas?" Harry purred out quietly.
Thomas shook his head slowly his eyes full of sorrow.
"You, Thomas it was you. You killed my mother and father, you killed the chance for me to have a normal childhood as that night Dumbledore took me to my muggle relatives and left me on their doorstep. I was abused, beaten, whipped, chained, cut with a knife; treated like a house elf and then I also had to put up with you, but you know all this as you watched; you saw what I went through when my Uncle decided to beat the crap out of me."
Shock crossed Thomas's face his face getting a green hinge to it as Harry continued to rabble on angrily.
"What do you mean that you had to put up with me?" Thomas asked softly deciding to not ask about the murders.
Harry laughed out a bitter laugh.
"Don't act stupid Thomas, I know you know. You used to come to me and vice versa, I can't change history fully but I can stop you from becoming the insane snake looking loon that if you keep going in the same tracks that you will surely be."
An angry hiss makes it way out of Thomas and instantly he is in front of Harry; his hands striking out like a snake grabbing at Harry's neck and squeezing roughly.
"What exactly do you mean by "an insane snake looking loon" and how the fuck do I know that you aren't just here to off me?" Thomas asks fiercely magic enforcing his question; he bends down so that he and Harry's noses are just touching.
Looking up through his eyelashes Harry breathes out slowly, shivering under Thomas's touch.
"I'm one of you Horcruxs Thomas, I was forced into a life I didn't want, made to fight in a war and later kill a man who I had grew to respect above all others but there was whispers of how the dark lord had fallen to insane; his plans from the early days forgotten; I never hated him, not even for killing my parents" Harry whispers sadly. "Later as Dumbledore confided in me for the first time, things that I by right deserved to know; I fully decided I was against the light as they had all but forced me to participate rather than give me a choice."
Thomas's green eyes widened in horror, he stumbles backwards moving away from Harry as if he was burned.
"You're a Horcruxs..."
"It makes perfect sense..." Thomas mutters to himself. "The visions on both our sides, it's the connection...even through time it doesn't matter, we have been connected."