Inspired by Junjo Romantica by Shungiku Nakamura.

Ner words in this chapter: 2,281

"Talking"

'Thinking'

{Talking on the phone}

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

Chapter IV

–Riddle's Darkness–

May/June, exams period 2000

TMR's POV

Tom looked at the TV to see a drawing being shown of the possible attacker. He looked again towards the stressing man who obviously hadn't thought this much ahead.

"They have your picture now. There's no way you will manage to get out of here smoothly."

The other looked at the TV and only started to walk back and forth even more pronouncedly. Tom looked at the TV with a sigh. At the least the journalists hadn't realised yet that this was his home address. As the man was distracted, Tom stood from the couch and approached the other soundlessly, before pushing his head against the wall without hesitation. By the time the man fell down, he was unconscious. Tom approached his house's front-door and let the officers outside the apartment to enter.

"He was with his back at me… I tried to push him away from the way to the doors… but…"

The guards nodded, not even questioning it. Tom approached the phone and rang the Publishing Company, more precisely, Rodolphus's booth phone.

{Rodolphus Lestrange.}

{It's me.}

Immediately the phone was passed along, much to his surprise.

{Riddle?} Harry's voice asked barely a sound.

{Yes. It's me, Harry.} He agreed and a relieved breath left his young lover. {Edward's with you?}

{With Mr Sirius, destroying his work drawings apparently.} Harry replied and Tom could hear Rodolphus snort on the other side. {Were you hurt?}

{No. Was it you who made the portrait?}

{I can't draw.} Harry teased back. {Mr Sirius drew using my description.} Tom hummed as Police officers filled his house, much to his dismay although there was nothing he could do about it. {Want the Lestranges to send a car?}

{Yes.} Tom agreed only to hear Harry hum in affirmation, most likely towards Rodolphus. {How did they go?}

Harry huffed, only to start hiccupping.

{Now is not the time for you to worry about my ingress exams. Honestly!} Harry reprimanded.

{Am I not allowed to think about anything else but what just happened?}

Tom didn't comment when Harry only started to cry harder.

{Teddy gave me his favourite pen and pencil to give me good luck and it worked.} Harry finally offered when he managed somehow to control his crying attack.

Tom hummed approvingly, only to see Barty Crouch Jr appear by his front-door and nod back.

{The driver is here. I'll be there as fast as I can. Go wash your face in the bathroom at the end of the corridor before Edward sees you.} He ordered and hung-up.

–DILF–

HJP's POV

Harry blushed as they were left alone at the hotel room. A couple's bed and an extra cot for Teddy. He glanced at the sleeping toddler in his father's arms, who went to set him on the cot. Then Riddle approached and pulled Harry into his arms. Harry leaned against the chest with tears at the corner of his eyes. He hadn't realised just how much he had gotten attached to the man.

"I was not hurt." Riddle offered, yet he didn't tease him about it. He really meant it. "Do you want to share a shower with me to make sure?"

Harry blushed as he was pulled to the conjoined bathroom. Before he could reply, already he was being undressed.

"I can undress myself."

Riddle pulled the t-shirt that Harry had had to insist on wearing over his head.

"I don't doubt it. Still, I want to do it."

Harry huffed and stopped arguing. When he was naked, he entered the showertub, Riddle didn't take long to follow. The shower cabin doors were closed as Harry watched every detail of Riddle's body. The difference between the two of scarred skin was humongous. Harry's was painted with, Riddle's was bare. Not even a scratch. Riddle grabbed Harry's hands and set them on his bare chest. Harry blushed and looked up embarrassed, but the other was looking back freely. Long was the stoic features. Just this time it wasn't dark lust. Riddle was proud of Harry. Almost happy that Harry was worried.

"Teddy run to my arms when I arrived from the exams." Harry put in to try to break the mood, Riddle hummed as he turned on the water and checked the temperature. "He was in my arms crying until I gave him his new toy."

"You and Rodolphus are pampering him." Riddle argued.

"He compared you to Bruce Banner. A good doctor who when angry turns into the Hulk."

That did make Riddle glance back surprised.

"One person. Two different personalities." Harry nodded. "So that is why he likes those comics the best…"

"At the least he doesn't compare you to Two Face. Batman's enemy."

"The coins one?"

Harry snorted.

"So you do know comics?"

"TV cartoons." Riddle argued with a sneer.

"Two Face flips his coin to decide what to do. Sometimes Batman takes advantage of this to use his help."

Riddle huffed.

"Too much information that I really do not need."

Harry snorted.

"Who knows? You might one day write about a hero with double personality…"

"MPD multiple personality disorder." Riddle amended.

"Who one time is helping out the protagonists, the other the villain."

Riddle hummed as he looked at Harry in the eyes.

"I'm sure that Bella will like that suggestion." He agreed and Harry huffed, only for Riddle to pass the water towards the shower top and water started raining over them. Harry's head was grabbed, his glasses taken away and he was pulled into a kiss. "Never change! You are already perfect."

Harry blushed deep red.

"Do you know how the fan found you?"

"He followed Bella's car apparently. I already told Rodolphus who promised to look into it."

Harry hummed.

"Maybe not mention the MPD right now at her as a punishment then."

Riddle smirked amused.

"Better not." He agreed.

Eventually Riddle closed the water and the two walked out, dried-up and moved to the room where Teddy was still asleep. They laid down and Riddle hugged Harry from behind under the covers.

–DILF–

TMR's POV

Tom waited until Harry fell asleep before he stood and dressed himself. He picked the hotel room key and left. Rodolphus was waiting by the hotel's backdoor.

"How did he find me and why?" He asked as soon as they got in the car.

"The doctor."

Tom sneered and nodded. He put on the gloves, accepted the gun and they left. As they passed through the police station and as the idiot who attacked him was finally let out the hospital and brought to the police, he fired. Right through the vultures of journalists. He leaned back before he could be seen and the car went back into disappearance. There was no need to wait to know that it had been a perfect hit without any extra casualties. Tom was that good. They returned to the hotel and Tom to his bedroom where he undressed and joined Harry. Harry hugged his arms close to his chest without waking up. Harry was the best alibi in the world. Not to mention how much he enjoyed to just pound that sweet innocent boy into the mattress every chance they got.

"Sleep." Harry whispered drowsily. "Teddy's in the room. I'm not letting you do me with the chance of him waking up."

Tom smirked and kissed Harry's shoulder before he willed his desire away. Eventually sleep did come.

–DILF–

HJP's POV

Harry raised an eyebrow when the Police officers entered in their hotel room unannounced.

"Mr Riddle, you are under arrest for the death of Mundungus Fletcher."

"Who's Fletcher?" Harry asked them while stepping in the middle.

"The man who attacked Riddle's house yesterday. Who are you?"

"I'm Riddle's alibi, then. He took a shower with me around 11pm and then we went to bed naked where he stayed hugging me from behind until 7am, which was when I had to get up because Teddy had woken up."

The Police officers choked and turned towards Riddle, who raised an eyebrow back as he held Teddy in his arms. Riddle approached Harry and passed an arm over his back and pulled him out the room and down into the Hotel lobby which was full of vultures. Riddle approached the paparazzi never once releasing Harry.

"Yesterday my house was attacked. I owe my Servants' quick thinking that my Son is alive and unharmed. When I was finally released, I was sent to this Hotel by the Police with my Son and Lover." Harry went deep red. "Police who is right now claiming that I somehow left this Hotel – that they should have been keeping an eye out for in case I'd be attacked again –, went all the way out and killed my attacker. All of this, they claim, while I was in a bed hugging my Lover close and happy that I survived through the day to be able to do it. I may write detective thrillers rated M, but I am not a killer myself."

Teddy held on to his Father and his new toy as the Officers descended the stairs to the mess that were the Vultures who were live to their respective TV channels. Oh boy… Riddle had just declared live that he was gay and dating Harry! He…

"Mrs Lestrange's so offing me next chance she gets." Harry finally whispered at Riddle, who started laughing in return.

–DILF–

RCL's POV

Rodolphus watched the news channel as his Lord showed up live. He could see the shy Mr Harry whispering something at the Lord, who started laughing. Not his fake one. A real laugh without any held back. A laugh that not even Young Edward ever got…

"That kid is one of a kind." Rodolphus looked back at Sirius at the entrance of Rodolphus' bedroom in nothing but Rodolphus' massive shirt on. "He got under his shield."

"He was exactly what Lord Riddle needed." Rodolphus agreed and finished texting work to send a car and bodyguards to the Riddles. He returned towards Sirius's side, who immediately pulled him back inside the bedroom by the tie. "I need to go back to work." He groaned at his lover.

"I'm sure the kiddo can keep Riddle busy until you are ready." Sirius argued with a mischievous grin.

–DILF–

September 2000

HJP's POV

After the whole scene with the crazy fan, they moved into a new loft which was the penthouse (good thing Riddle had just finished writing those two books) of the most secure area of the city. And closer to Harry's university. Which made sense because Riddle literally said on live TV that his house had been the one robbed.

Harry got in into the university, even though it all, and today would be his first class. It wasn't exactly police classes, but law would help him with joining a military career... maybe even opening his own detective agency instead.

He left Teddy having dinner with Dobby and kissed the top of his head, before he left the flat. Descended all the way down and walked into the University Campus to join his fellow classmates also starting today. He was halfway through the introduction speech in the auditorium when he realized everyone was avoiding him and some had even their phones in hand while 'pretending' not to be taking pictures or taping him.

What the hell…?

–DILF–

TMR's POV

Tom frowned at the commotion mid-signature session, looked up from the book he was signing to find two women dressed up as two male characters from his last thriller. As soon as they noticed his attention, they literally kissed each other. Tom's eyebrow twitched. Were those two for real? Those two characters had literally died five decades in between each other! If they'd met one would've been 70-year-old and the other a teenager!

Then the security finally threw the crazy women out the room.

Tom resumed his poker face and kept signing with a smile in place to all the women and men that come. His literature was over 18 only, yet there had been that one time where one bookstore had put it in the children literature. Back when Tom was still a 'nobody' writing just to hide his real income. But then? Then there had been a massive outrage and with that free publicity, before He knew it everyone was buying his books and he couldn't use it as money laundry anymore.

Rodolphus leaned over Tom's chair in between two signatures to show him a phone, only for Tom to see that one of the students in Harry's class had leaked out that Harry was in their class. There were even journalists going to the entrance of Harry's university campus ready to when he finally left.

"Send someone to pick him up." He agreed.

Harry would be furious when Tom arrived home, though. Tom wondered how Harry would make him 'pay'. Would he try to withhold sex as a punishment way? Tom would love to have him try to put Tom in the 'doghouse'.

Rodolphus' cough made Tom return to reality and grab his water bottle, drinking a huge gulp so he'd control his libido. He didn't know why, but just the idea of Harry was enough to get him horny.

(TBC)