Thread: Heir To the Throne - a Harry Potter FanFiction

Heir to the Throne CH 14 Dates Part IV Tom Harry groaned lightly to himself shaking his head as he watched Blaise go through his minimal clothes options. Save for what he and Blaise had bought on their date and the regular set of school robes Harry had nothing to wear on his date with Tom today, er, Mott. Blaise had gone through every inch of Harrys clothes and anything that had been once Dudley had been tossed into the fire, not that Harry cared. In fact, hed thought it very amusing to see how fast cotton and jeans could burn. Neville, Dean and Seamus had been just as amused when Blaise stormed into the Gryffindor common room, amidst squeals of terror from first years, threats from seventh years, and a hex cast by Ronald Weasley, which was ignored. Of course then Blaise strode right up the wrong staircase and was redirected by Neville, who was laughing, to Harry who was still laying in bed sleeping. Blaise had proceeded to dump Harry out of bed and then rifle through his trunk for clothes. Neville Dean and Seamus had waited with bated breath for Harry to start yelling about his privacy, but were shocked when all Harry did was call Blaise a git. He wasnt supposed to be there yet, and proceeded to try crawling back into bed. Now Harry was at Blaises mercy, much to the peanut gallerys amusement as they watched Blaise manhandle Harry into a chair and away from the bed and proceeded to fuss over the brunette's hair trimming here and snipping there casting a few spells once and a while, sometimes on a single strand of hair! Blaise called it proper hair care, Harry called it torture. When Blaise had finally finished with Harrys hair it lay flat, smooth and under control for once, Harry had to admit that he was impressed. Ok, very impressed, and so where the other Gryffindor watching, who immediately demanded if Blaise would cut their hair too. Blaise had agreed and promised to do so after hed finished with Harry, who snickered. It was no secret that Blaise wanted to be a hair dresser when he grew up, much to the horror of his mother. Harry yelped when a pair of pants suddenly hit him in the face, borrowed from Neville and re- sized the black silk fabric was smooth and soft against Harrys skin. Under Blaises glare he refrained from saying anything and yanked them on tugging on the smooth button up shirt that was a dark blue color, making his skin and eyes alike stand out clearly. I take it you know where Mott is taking me tonight then? Harry asked amused, his head tilted and Blaise shrugged. I dont have a clue. he admitted smirking a little. Hell you could be going to a ranch for all I know, but at least youll look good when you get there. Blaise stated shaking his head and Harry laughed a little as he was set on the bed Blaise casting a charm on his eyebrows, Harry lifting said eyebrow in astonishment. What? They needed a trim. Blaise stated simply and Harry snorted a little rolling his eyes as he stood up looking himself over. The pants where just right, a little tight but not restricting, the shirt the same way to show off his bum and muscles. Blaise youre a miracle worker I hope you know that. Harry teased and Blaise smirked a little and nodded. You bet your ass I am. he stated with a laugh turning to the others. Whos next? he demanded all three of Harrys dorm mates demanding Blaises attention first. Excuse me. a firm, sexy voice stated at the door to the dorms, all five heads turning to look at the man with flaming red hair, and teal eyes that where locked intently on Harry who's mouth had dropped open. M..Mott! How did you get in here?! Lord Voldemort was standing in the middle of the Gryffindor common rooms and worst of all....no one knew. I..walked in. Tom informed Harry with a devious grin. You snuck into Hogwarts!? Are you MAD!? No, I did not sneak in, your Professor Dumbledore took pity on me and invited me through the castles wards. he stated simply and Harry felt an insane laughter bubbling up inside. Dumbledore... Dumbledore had, INVITED Tom, the Dark Lord, Dumbledore's greatest enemy...into the castle, that was just too much. Neville snickered a little in his corner and Blaise followed suit and before anyone could stop themselves Mott, Harry, Neville, and Blaise were laughing so Harry they had to cling to various objects for support leaving Dean and Seamus completely in the dark as they looked at each other and shrugged. So where are you taking Harry? Neville finally asked when everyone had calmed down and Tom shook his head. It's a surprise, I can't tell you or Harry will find out too soon. Tom admitted smirking as he held his hand out to Harry. You look, completely dashing. he admitted with lust in his eyes as he looked over the other. Blaise does work wonders, how on earth did he manage to make your hair lay flat? he asked gently tugging on one of Harry's long strands, a smug look on his face as Harry snorted. Hell if I know. he admitted grinning a little as he looked the once dark lord over. I like what you've done with yourself, very sexy. he admitted nodding, taking Tom's hand in his own. so seriously, where are we going? he asked a small grin on his face as Tom laughed. Like I said, it's a secret. Tom teased setting a careful kiss onto Harry's forehead grinning brightly. Shall we get going? Don't want to get there too late you know. he admitted looking FAR too pleased with himself as Harry nodded, looking rather skeptical. Tom didn't even give harry a chance to protest as he dragged Harry down to the Common room fireplace, ignoring the stares from, well, everyone as Tom threw in a handful of Floo powder and grinned. you first Harry. he instructed, telling him to head to the Leaky Cauldron, harry suspected that it would be just the first step of many to get to where they where going. He was wrong, as he stepped out into the Leaky Cauldron, Tom right behind him they Apparated instead, landing on a large beach filled with sand, shells and water making Harry gasp his eyes wide and astonished as he looked around at the scenery, a thick green grass covered everything around them making everything smell fresh and clean and salty. I heard you. Tom admitted smiling as he tapped his head. when you where younger, a few years ago, before I got my real body, that you wished to know what it was like at the ocean, so I thought that you might like to come here. It's completely private, no one comes here because it's private property, so we can relax and not worry about being seen. he admitted, dropping the layers of illusions to reveal his handsome self, red eyes and all. Are you sure it's safe? harry asked softly looking around the beach to make sure that there was truly no one there before smiling and wrapping his arms tightly around Tom. Oh Tom, this is wonderful. he murmured, overjoyed to be at the beach, the wonderful wonderful beach. Before Tom could respond Harry laughed, racing towards the shore line to pick up a large shell that gleamed brightly in the sunlight running it through his fingers happily before laughing a little and motioning for Tom to come join him. Come on Tom, help me collect some of these shells! They're going to make great souvenir for today! he chirped happily, The Dark Lord laughing as he joined harry at the beach, picking up shells and other discarded beach paraphernalia. They both paused however when they found an injured jellyfish washed up on the beach. Is it dead? Harry asked hesitantly, crouched down to get a good look at it, Tom kneeling down next to him hesitantly picking it up by the top, being overly carefully not to touch the stingers. i don't know. he admitted carrying it over to the water and carefully setting it into the water, grinning when it sprang to life and began to swim away. It's not! Look there it goes! he chirped happily, looking impressed. Jellyfish sure are impressive. I'm rather surprised you'd save it like that. Harry admitted. I wouldn't have tried to pick it up, they hurt. Even a jellyfish deserves to live. Tom admitted softly. If you had been the jellyfish, wouldn't you have been relieved and grateful to be saved? he asked softly Harry staring at him for a moment, startled, and a little ashamed of himself...that was... a very new feeling. Yes. Harry admitted smiling softly at Tom, carding their fingers together. and I'm very grateful, and happy that you saved the jellyfish. he admitted smiling softly, feeling his heart expanding drastically. He had never known that Tom could be so...gentle, tender....caring. He had never realized that Tom could be so...human. Harry? Tom asked, uncertain about Harry's sudden affection looking down at the Boy Who Lived, his head tilted to the side a little, but received nothing more than a small head shake, indicating that Harry didn't want to talk, he didn't want to ruin the moment. Harry wasn't sure how long he sat there, curled up next to Tom watching the waves and the small fish flitting about in the water, Tom relaxed next to him, enjoying Harry's affections. Is it safe to swim? Harry wondered looking over at Tom who grinned and nodded. Did you pack swimming trunks or are we going in the buff? Pervert! Harry complained, resisting the urge to laugh as he got to his feet and stripped off his shirt, transfiguring his underwear into swimming trunks, shivering at the strong magic flowing through him from such a simple action. Come on, slowpoke! Harry teased, grinning as he rushed for the water. Come and swim with me! he demanded, leaping into the water with a joyful yelp at the chilly water, Tom laughing as he raced after harry, diving right into the water and popping out a few feet away. Now who's the slowpoke!? Tom demanded with a cheerful laugh as Harry dove in after him, coming up sputtering and spitting at the chill of the water and the taste of the salt. He had never expected the sea to be so cold! Merlin, this water is freezing Tom! harry complained swimming over to the Dark Lord who chuckled a little. Well it doesn't get any warmer so your going to have to adjust. he teased watching Harry swim as he treaded the water to keep above as Harry chuckled and dove under the water to tickle Tom's feet and look around the bottom for interesting trinkets and other fun items, Tom grinning as he followed along behind tugging at Harry's toe's playfully as they explored the under regions of the ocean. They had a great deal of fun, harry more so as he ran around under the water, it was like flying without a broom, gliding through the water, they had transfigured some rocks into flippers, and harry was Zipping all over the place with a grinning Tom close behind. But like everything in Harry's life, it didn't last long. Tom had paused to examine a turtle that was eating a jellyfish, and Harry had just run into a shit load of trouble. He dove under the water once more, ignoring the turtle sitting on the log and rushed straight into the jellyfish's Family. Before harry could even pause to realize what was happening he was filled with fire, pain, agony was coursing over his skin as they tentacles got tangled on his arms and legs, a scream billowing silently from the golden boys mouth as he struggled against the pain and the hold of the jelly fish, flailing wildly as he fought to free himself from the stinging, nauseating, agony of the jellyfish tentacles. ' I don't want to die! ' Harry pleaded with whoever could hear him as he felt his vision beginning to go dark, he was out of air, he was panicking, the jellyfish held him tightly in stinging tentacles and harry couldn't hold on anymore. ' HELP ME! ' he screamed in his mind as he opened his mouth and took a deep breath of water, darkness surrounding him.