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yoo can i ask for tomarry + “I laugh because I hurt inside.”? :)
The laughter died in Harry’s throat when he caught sight of the furious gaze Tom was laying on him.
“You think there’s humour in the fact your Muggle relatives locked you in a cupboard?” Tom enquired coldly, his hands clenched into fists.
Harry had made an off-hand comment about the Dursleys locking him under the stairs and tried to laugh it off–he hadn’t expected Tom to react so strongly, at any rate.
“Well, no,” Harry shrugged. “But it’s no big deal. I managed with it and I got out of there. Once my letters came they moved me to Dudley’s second bedroom.”
Tom’s eyes grew even angrier, and Harry instantly regretting his choice of words.
“But it’s fine,” Harry said quickly, plastering a smile onto his face in an attempt to relax Tom. “At least I had a bed under the stairs.”
“I still fail to see any amusement in this, Harry,” Tom said. His voice was deadly calm, only his eyes betraying his rage. Harry knew that Tom meant business when he was like this.
“I guess…I guess I’m only laughing because it hurts to think about it too much,” Harry admitted quietly. “If I make a joke of the situation it doesn’t seem so bad.”
“That doesn’t change the fact that those rotten Muggles need to pay for what they’ve done,” Tom snarled. “Whether you can accept it or not, they did bad by you and I won’t let them get away with it like you did.”
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Tom and Harry, “As the wise Scooby Doo said; “Ruh Roh”.” ;)
“As the wise Scooby Doo said; “Ruh Roh”.”
“Who said what?” Tom asked, not bothering to look up from the Sneakoscope he was modifying. He sincerely doubted his boyfriend’s sanity at times, especially when Harry said things like this.
“Scooby Doo? The talking Great Dane that solves mysteries?”
“Must’ve been after my time,” Tom answered with an elegant shrug. Harry just stared at him.
“You’re in the 90′s right now, not the 40′s, this is not after your time.”
“But why would I waste my time on talking dogs?”
“Really, you should be more concerned about the “Ruh Roh” part.” Harry leaned back against the couch pillows with a sigh. Tom froze, and finally turned to give Harry all of his attention.
“What did you do?”
“Now he cares!” Harry exclaimed with a dramatic gesture. “I may or may not found something that belongs to you.”
“We’re in the Black home. What could you possibly find that belongs to me in the Black home that I don’t know of?”
“A certain locket?”
Tom dropped the screwdriver he had been poking the Sneakoscope with, as he was trying to figure out how it would work if it was made with Muggle materials instead of magic, among other things.
“You found Slytherin’s locket? In the Black house that has been abandoned for years?”
“Kreacher has it. Regulus Black apparently betrayed you - the other you.”
“I can’t believe I’m saying it,” Tom started with a slight grimace of disgust on his face. “But “Ruh Roh”.”
Harry would’ve laughed if the situation wasn’t so serious. Admittedly, he laughed anyway, and got a screwdriver thrown at him.
Hopefully Regulus had never told anyone about Horcruxes, because it was bad enough that the damned house elf had one.
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"if only i could make you believe you deserve everything" + tom/harry?
“If only i could make you believe you deserve everything.”
Harry had long since stopped reacting to the defeated impatience in Tom’s tone. He had long since stopped reacting to anything - that was the thing about depression. It was hard enough to leave the bed most days; believing Tom was not even imaginable.
“The Dursleys ruined you.”
Harry reacted at that, turning his head to focus his dead stare on Tom.
“I’m not ruined,” Harry protested, his tongue heavy in his mouth. He wasn’t. The depression was just a setback. Sometimes, just sometimes, being around Tom made it worse. He wished it didn’t.
“You’re not supposed to be like this, Harry.”
“Don’t you think I know that?” He wasn’t sure where the sudden anger came from, or who it was aimed at. Tom for not understanding, himself for being depressed, the world for not being better.
“If you have energy to fight, you have energy to leave the bed,” Tom said, annoyance clear on his face.
“That’s not how it works,” Harry protested. He buried his head in the pillows so he didn’t have to look at Tom.
The dark monster that was depression curled tighter around him, making his stomach twist uncomfortably. He didn’t want to lie in bed the whole day, he didn’t want to feel like the world would be better if he was dead, he didn’t want to feel like Tom didn’t love him. It didn’t mean he could do anything about it.
“Then tell me how it works.”
“I don’t know, Tom,” Harry mumbled. The anger had escaped him like the air escaping from a balloon, and he was left with a tiredness that weighed down his bones. “I don’t think I would be depressed if I knew how it worked.”
Tom sighed, as tired of their fight as Harry felt.“Do you want tea?”
“Please,” Harry closed his eyes. He didn’t want this. He would drive Tom away if the depression didn’t leave. If only there was a magical cure…
“I still love you,” Tom ran his fingers through Harry’s hair. “I won’t stop loving you. I just want to understand.”
It didn’t drive the depression away, but it felt easier to breathe.
how does The Voice react to Harry dating Tom? (sorry if you've already discussed this and i haven't seen)
I have not discussed this yet!
honestly, I imagine it to be torn between being jealous since The Voice has literally watched Harry grow up, and saved his life, and taught him stuff, while Tom hasn’t, but also Tom is The Voice, just another part of the same soul. So The Voice is happy for Harry but also sad that he can’t be the one to actually see and touch Harry, since Harry is his vessel.
It’s probably weird for Harry too, who has The Voice being like ‘that me’ but Tom doesn’t know him like The Voice does. It’s very strange, and hopefully they use that Horcrux connection to let The Voice and Tom share experiences.
Tom and Harry, “You look like an open autopsy.” for the prompt thing :p
“You look like an open autopsy.”
Harry froze at Tom’s words and winced as he turned to face him.
“I’m fine,” Harry croaked, wiping away blood from the corner of his mouth. His entire body was battered, black and blue and bloody, his clothes torn and shredded.
“You do not look or sound fine,” Tom said sharply, stepping over to Harry who welcomed his presence by collapsing into his arms. The blood would stain his suit, but Tom would have to deal with that later. “I’ll send for Narcissa.”
“I’ll be fine,” Harry tried again, voice getting weaker. “I-I-just everywhere hurts, Tom.”
“I know,” Tom purred, managing to steer Harry to the sofa. “I’m going to make everything better. Narcissa and I will heal your injuries, and then you’re going to tell me exactly who did this to you.”
Harry shook his head and whimpered at the pain the movement no doubt caused him.
“I won’t tell you,” Harry whined. “You’ll just kill them.”
Tom smiled coldly. “That’s exactly the point, my dear.”
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tomarry + “I’m only bringing you down…Just let me go…”? :)
“I’m only bringing you down...just let me go.”
Still, Tom’s fingers didn’t loosen from Harry’s wrist.
“Tom, you need to leave me behind,” Harry tried again desperately, trying to ignore the frantic splashing at the Inferi got closer. “I’m slowing you down...you need to go.”
Tom looked back at Harry for a moment before casting another surge of fire towards the Inferi, holding them back for just that little back longer.
“You’re not going to die in this cave, Harry,” Tom said, dragging Harry onwards. The pain in his ankle was agonising, but Tom didn’t allow him any reprise. “We said we would take down Voldemort’s Horcruxes and then rule the world together. The Inferi are not your fate.”
Another wave of heat raced over Harry’s head, singeing the very tips of his hair.
“See how close we are to the exit, Harry?” Tom urged. “You and I are going to make it.”
Harry all but sobbed in both pain and relief as Tom hauled him into the small rowing boat, and with Harry safe Tom could throw all his efforts into his magic, sending a much larger wall of fire at the Inferi.
Harry glanced back at the creatures, meeting one with a vibrant grey stare before it disappeared under the water.
It was only when they made it back to land that they realised the ‘Horcrux’ was a fake, the real one long gone with only three letters to go by. R.A.B.
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