Here is the next Chapter of My Oh My, I will try to update my other stories but I have been very busy with work that I barely have time to even think about my poor neglected stories TT-TT. But I am getting money so that I can hopefully get back into college.
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My Oh My
Summary-
Tom had a secret lover when he was in school that died because of Dumbledore, Tom swore to avenge his lover's death and became Voldemort. Draco and Harry are secretly going out, it just so happens that Harry looks a lot like Tom's dead lover. Dark secrets are hidden in the Halls of Hogwarts, these secrets are so dark that if they ever got out nothing would ever be the same again. What are these secrets and why is Dumbledore so desperate to keep them hidden?
'Little princess in a terrible mess,
A kingdom alone, with no love is confessed
Dreams of a prince on a tall white horse,
Runs like a spirit by the castle walls.
Gotta steal from the rich, when they don't know I'm coming,
Gotta give to the poor, no time for lovin'
My oh my don't you cry, 'cause there is no way I'm staying,
I will leave say bye bye, I'm going my way '
-From 'My Oh My' by Aqua
Chapter 3- My Oh My Don't You Cry
Harry was sitting at the Gryffindor table just staring at his plate that Hermione had filled with eggs, sausages, bacon, and toast. He had been hungry when he had woken up this morning, he truly had been, but now, looking at the food he had suddenly lost his appetite. He sighed and pushed his plate away, continuously staring at the plate of food was not going to bring his appetite back anytime soon, honestly the smell of the food was actually making him kind of sick.
Hermione gave him a stern look before pushing the plate back towards him, he gave her an annoyed look and pushed the plate away once more. "Harry." Hermione said in a warning tone as she pushed the plate towards him once more.
'Really, she really wants to play this game?' Harry thought and pushed the plate away.
"Eat your breakfast Harry." Hermione said pushing the plate back towards.
"Why, you're not my mother." Harry snapped at her, "If you were my mother than you would be dead. And seeing as your alive that means that you can't be my mother. Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go throw up." Harry said then shot up and ran out of the room. Hermione look shocked and Ron looked confused on why Harry just bolted out of the room along with everyone else. No one but Severus saw Draco take that moment to get up and calmly walk out of the room.
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Harry stood up from kneeling in front of the toilet, he felt so much better now. Hr flushed the toilet, he opened the stall and smiled at Draco who was leaning up against the sinks that were right across from the stalls. Draco would have been in the stall rubbing Harry's back like a good boyfriend would but there wasn't enough room so Draco was forced to wait by the sinks thinking. Harry's smile vanished when he saw Draco's worried face. "I'm fine love, I feel much better now."
"Are you pregnant?" Was the only thing out of Draco's mouth. After he said that a pregnant pause came over them making the air around them very tense. A couple of first years opened the bathroom door but stopped when they saw Harry and Draco in the room and felt the tension in the room.
"Um, lets go to the other bathroom." A first year said.
"But this one is closer to your class." A second one said.
"Just go!" The first one growled out then drug the other one out. Draco and Harry never looked away from each other. Suddenly Harry busted out laughing causing Draco to jump a little in shock.
"Like that could happen." Harry said and Draco looked at him in shock.
"Harry, male wizards can get pregnant with unprotected sex. And I know we've been having unprotected sex." Draco said seriously. Harry laughed and gently moved Draco away from in front of the sink.
"We haven't been having unprotected sex." Harry said as he began to rinse out his mouth.
"What?" Draco asked.
"Before our first time I read that male wizards could get pregnant so I went to Madame Promfrey and had her teach me a spell to keep people from getting pregnant, the temporary one. Of course when she asked why I wanted to learn it I said to make sure that I don't get a girl pregnant yet. She just smiled at me and taught me the spell. So right before we have sex, I whisper the spell. So we haven't been having unprotected sex." Harry said looking over at Draco.
"You've done this every time we've had sex?" Draco asked making sure he heard correctly. Harry nodded then looked back into the mirror. He froze when he saw a boy who looked just like him standing behind him and Draco, he was rubbing his stomach with a loving smile. The boy looked up at him and winked at him. Harry slowly took his hand off the side of the sink and shakily put it on his stomach. "Harry?" Draco asked snapping Harry out of the trance he was in, Harry looked over at Draco then quickly behind him then back at him when he saw no one behind Draco.
"Uh, yea." Harry said shakily. Draco looked at him with an unbelieving look.
"Are you positive?" Draco demanded.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Are you positive you did the spell every time?" Draco asked slowly.
"Oh, yes. I'm positive." Harry said, Draco stared at him for a second.
"You do know that if you are pregnant that I would never leave you, not just because I am a pure blood, but because I love you and I would love to have a family with you. I just don't want one right now, not with this huge war going on. When this war is over, that is when I want to start to try to have a family." Draco said.
"I'm not pregnant, Draco." Harry said, "I just probably had a bug or something." Draco looked at Harry, "I swear I am not pregnant!"
"Well if you are sure, then I believe you." Draco said then checked the time, "Come on its time for Care of Magical Creatures." With that said Draco walked out of the room thinking Harry was following him. Harry looked down at his stomach and placed a shaky hand on it.
"Well, at least I hope not." he whispered remembering that three weeks ago he forgot to do the spell.
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Harry sighed as he laid down in his bed, it had been a long and straining day. He just wanted to go to sleep and forget the whole day happened. Harry yawned and watched the other boys in the dorm room get ready for bed as he slowly fell asleep.
"What the hell was up with Malfoy today?" Ron asked.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"He kept staring at you, it was kind of creepy." Neville said. Harry sighed, he knew that Draco was worried that he might be pregnant but he was going to have to talk to the boy about his staring when he is worried.
"No, it was down right annoying, he did something to you I just know it." Ron said. Harry turned and hid his smirk away from everyone.
'Oh yea, Draco really did something to me.' Harry's smirk left his face as worry crept into his mind brought back the fact that he might be pregnant.
"What's wrong Harry?" Neville asked picking up on his worry.
"N-nothing." Harry quickly said, "I'm going to sleep." he added quickly shutting and magically locking his curtains. It took him three hours of worrying before he finally past out from exhaustion.
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Harold was leaning against a tree near the black lake, beside him Tom was laying on his stomach doing History of Magic homework. Across the lake, there was a 17 year old teenage girl surrounded by her friends. All of them were giggling and rubbing the girl's stomach. "What would you do if I was pregnant." Harold asked all of a sudden. Tom stopped doing his homework and his head shot up to look at Harold.
"Are you pregnant?" Tom asked his voice full of worry.
"No, but what would you do if I became pregnant? Would you leave me or would you stay with me?" Harold asked still looking at the teenage girl. Tom looked over toward the pregnant teenager then towards the boy who got her pregnant, he was with another girl and had a huge bruise on his cheek from where the pregnant teenager slapped him. Tom looked back at Harold who was looking at him, he got up and sat with his shoulder right next to Harold's. He would have pulled Harold into his arms but they were in public and they had both agree for their safety to not show their affections in public.
"If you ever got pregnant I would never leave you, I love you too much to even think about that." Tom said softly. Harold looked at him to make sure that he was telling the truth, when he saw nothing but the truth he smiled and gently pushed against Tom's shoulders. The two sat in silence for a minute, "Do you want to be pregnant?"
"I don't know. I like the idea, but if I become pregnant then people will know that I'm gay, and I'm afraid of their reaction." Harold said.
"I understand, one of these days this world will recognize us." Tom said.
"I can't wait for that day." Harold said.
"Me either."
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It was one in the morning and Harold found himself kneeling on the floor in front of the toilet, hie head was resting on the toilet as he cooled down from just throwing up everything in his stomach. The door quietly opened and someone walked into the room, Harold jumped a little when a cool hand hit his burning skin. He weekly looked at the person behind him and saw a 17 year old teenager with short red hair, blue eyes, and freckles all over his face. "This is the fifth time in two weeks Harold." the boy said.
"Septimus, can you take me to the hospital wing?" Harold asked. Septimus nodded and gently picked Harold up, careful not to jolt his stomach in case he threw up again. Harold weakly held on to Septimus's shoulder as the boy began to walk out of the bathroom. Once out of the bathroom they began to make their way out of the dorm room.
"Where are you going?" A voice asked.
"Go back to bed Longbottom." Septimus said. Longbottom got up and saw Harold in his arms and glared at Septimus and tried to take Harold away.
"What the hell are you doing with Harold, Weasely. You know that Alexander doesn't want you any where near Harold, we wouldn't want you to taint him with your gayness." Longbottom said.
"Shut the fuck up Longbottom, I'm not going to do anything to Harold, I am only going to take him to the hospital wing. He's sick, for the past five nights I have been woken up by him throwing up."
"What? If Harold is sick I could take him to the hospital." Longbottom said.
"I-it's okay Arron," Harold said tightening his hold on Septimus's shoulders, "You go back to sleep."
"Well if you're sure." Arron said then laid back down and made sure to keep and eye on Septimus as he left the room.
.:My Oh My:.
Septimus sat Harold down on one of the many empty hospital bed, "Hang on I'll go get Madam Promfrey." Septimus said, Harold weakly nodded. When Septimus left he closed his eyes, his energy felt like it was being sucked out of him, lately he hadn't been able to control his magic, plus he was started getting these weird cravings lately.
"What seems to be the problem Mr. Potter?" someone asked shocking Harold. He opened his eyes to see a middle aged woman with long brown graying hair, and dark brown eyes.
"I've been real sick at night, but during the day I am fine. My energy feels like it is being drained out of me lately, I've lost control of my powers, and I've been getting these weird cravings.
"I see." Madam Promfrey said then pulled out her wand and preformed some spells. After looking at her result she looked at Harold, then back at her result before preforming the spell two more times.
"What is it? What's wrong with him?" Septimus asked, scared for his young friend's life. Harold was the only friend that stuck with him after it was found out that he liked both girls and boys.
"Mr. Potter, this may seem like an embarrassing question but I need you to answer the question truthfully, have you ever in the past two months had unprotected sex with any guy?" Madam Promfrey asked, Harold blushed and Septimus looked shocked.
"I. . .I. . ." Harold started but couldn't seem to find the words, tears began to form in his eyes afraid what his family would do to him once they found out.
"I was the one who had sex with him." Septimus said shocking both Madam Promfrey and Harold, "Its my fault. He was curious as to how it felt to kiss another guy so I offered to show him, I didn't mean for it to get too far out of hand. I knew I should have stopped but I'm a hormonal 17 year old." he added.
"I see, well I'll leave you two to figure out what you want to do with the baby. I suggest getting rid of it." Madam Promfrey said and Harold gasped at her as she walked away.
"So who is the real father?" Septimus asked once she was out of hearing range.
"Tom." Harold muttered.
"Tom? Tom Riddle? That Slytherin boy that Alexander used to tease when he was still going here?" Septimus asked shocked, Harold nodded. "Wow. I never would have thought-" Septimus started then trailed off.
"Could-could you conjure up some paper and a quill please." Harold asked.
"Sure buddy." Septimus said then did as he was asked, "So was that why you didn't abandon me?"
"It would have been hypocritical of me to do so." Harold said as he started writing a note, once he was done he looked at Septimus. "You have Potions with Tom tomorrow, right?"
"Yea." Septimus said.
"Could you give this to him, he'll know what it means." Harold said. Septimus nodded then took the note.
'Fight, tonight, after hours.' Was all it said.
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Harold was sitting in an abandoned room, on the teacher's desk with his invisibility cloak under him. He had been waiting for about twenty minutes when the door opened and Tom quickly ran in and shut the door. After a minute or two Tom let out a breath that Harold didn't even know he was holding. "Cutting it kinda close aren't you Tom?" Harold asked and Tom spun around, Harold smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Yea, well, I have to come from the dungeons while you only have to come from the tower Harold." Tom said, "Why must we always meet so far away from the dungeons and so close to the tower?" Harold laughed at him and Tom smirked.
"You're the one who always picks the room for us to meet, so if you don't want to have to go so far then pick a room closer to the dungeons." Harold said slipping off the desk and began to maneuver through the old, abandoned student desk toward Tom.
"And have your risk of getting caught by those grouchy old teachers higher, no way." Tom said wrapping his arms around Harold's waist when he got close enough.
"Aw, so sweet of you to worry about me." Harold said smirking, "But must I remind you of my Invisibility Cloak?"
"Oh yes, that cloak, that nifty little cloak you bought this summer. How could I have forgotten that." Tom said looking over Harold's shoulder at the desk Harold was sitting at when he first arrived and saw the maroon cloak. "Why must the cloak look Maroon when not in use? Why couldn't it be Emerald?"
"Because Maroon is a Gryffindor color and no Slytherin in their right mind would ever buy anything Gryffindor. The Professors don't want the Slytherin's to buy them and use them." Harold said.
"And what if a Gryffindor buys them?" Tom asked playfully.
"They wouldn't worry since a Gryffindor would never sneak out of the tower after curfew, that would be breaking the rules. And Gryffindors never breaks the rules." Harold said looking innocent.
"Oh really? Is that so?" Tom asked loving the little game they were playing.
"Yes really. I always follow your rules don't I?" Harold asked batting his eyes. Tom laughed and tightened his arms around Harold's waist.
"I love you." Tom said before kissing Harold. Harold kissed back wrapping his arms around Tom's neck and buried his fingers in Tom's soft brown locks, Harold groaned in pleasure when Tom's tongue ran along his bottom lip. He opened his mouth allowing Tom's tongue inside to play with his own. After a short battle of dominance, which Tom won, they pulled away from the kiss breathing hard. Tom was just about to kiss Harold again when Tom heard someone walking towards the classroom. "Put your cloak back on, quick." he whispered to Harold. Harold nodded before quickly running over to his cloak and threw it on. Once the teacher was gone, Harold would tell Tom that he was pregnant.
"Mr. Riddle what are you doing out of your dorm and so close to the Gryffindor tower?" the teacher asked.
"Nothing Professor Dumbledore, sir." Tom said coldly. The teacher narrowed his eyes at Tom then suddenly looked over his shoulder, Tom glanced to where the teacher was looking.
"Is there someone else here with you?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"No sir." Tom said.
"Are you sure?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, I am sure." Tom said.
"I see, well then please get back to your dorm." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Yes sir." Tom said then quickly walked past Dumbledore and out of the room. Harold saw Dumbledore pull out his wand and the next thing he knew everything was black.