Always Been the Snake's Raven

Summary: Harry has had a crush on his best friend Tom ever since they had met. During the last year Tom attends the great school with him, Harry is determined to make Tom see that he loves him no matter what.

Rating MA 18+ Contains explicit content. For mature adults only.

Pairing Tom Riddle Jr. and Harry Potter

Warning many lemons and cuss words

Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter

Genre Romance & Drama

Language English

By: slytherinangel01

Chapter Two

Tap. Tap. Tap.

I groaned sleepily and snuggled under my sheets, wishing for the annoying noise to go away. I didn't hear it anymore and thought that whatever it was, it was gone.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Angry, I kicked the sheets off me and looked around the room. I sighed sadly when I saw Tom's spot vacant and cold. He must have gotten up a long time ago. I spotted a note lying on his pillow. I reached to grab it when I heard that annoying racket again.

TAP! TAP! TAP!

I turned around and scanned the room. Frowning, I saw an owl perched outside my window. It was my snow white owl Hedwig. I smiled as I walked over to the window, remembering the day I had gotten her. I had been so excited as Tom showed me around Diagon Alley and when I saw Hedwig, I couldn't take my eyes off her. Tom bought her for me, though I told him he didn't have to. I was happy though.

Opening the widow, I cooed to her and she flew in and landed gracefully on my outstretched arm. A small black letter was in her beak. I walked across the room with Hedwig on my arm, and got an owl treat out of a box. I offered her one, and she hooted happily as she flew off my arm and dropped the black letter on my bed. Once she was back on my arm, I gave her the treat and she quickly flew out the window. Chuckling, I picked up both the letters and sat down on the bed. Placing the black one aside, I quickly opened Tom's neatly scrawled letter.

Had to leave early for Knight Meeting. Stay out of trouble.

Abraxas will be following you so no incident occurs again.

Tom

After I finished reading it, I quickly dropped it to the ground and watched it burst into bright flames and curl up until there was only a small pile of black ash. Tom always insisted upon destroying notes after reading them. I guess it had to do with security, since some of the things he writes concern the Knights. Pushing the letter to the back of my mind, I picked up the black letter and instantly recognized the purple ink. Claire loves using purple ink, whenever she writes something. She refuses to use any other color, except purple. It had something to do with all the other colors being boring. Whatever. I quickly scanned the letter. Claire wanted me to meet her in the Great Hall now. Sighing, I destroyed the black letter and slipped on a simple gray shirt and pants. After putting on my socks and shoes, I slipped my wand into my pocket and left the Head's Rooms.

After arriving at the Great Hall, I easily made it to the table I spotted Claire at, who was sitting next to Matthew Diggory, a Huffelpuff. I sat down, and poured myself some pumpkin juice. "Claire turned away from Matthew and glared at me as I sipped at me drink.

"You're late."

I put down my silver goblet and gave her a cheesy grin.

"Sorry, I woke up late."

She sighed dramatically and started piling food on a plate. I jumped, startled, as she dropped the plate in front of me. I frowned, looking up at her. She pointed at the plate and looked at me crossly.

"Eat. Tom got after me yesterday. He said that you have been losing weight and that he doesn't like it. He wants you to eat all of your meals and I am charged with making sure that it happens." Matthew chuckled and handed me a fork. Glaring at him as I snatched from his hands, I started eating. I ate a little less than half of the food on my plate, before dropping my fork on my plate, making it clatter loudly. Deeming that I had eaten enough, Claire started talking about what we were going to do today.

"Okay, I talked to Matthew, and he has agreed to help with our plan. He is going to pretend that he is into you, so don't be shocked if he kisses you or something. We are going to Gringotts first, so we can get some money and start getting you a nicer wardrobe. First though, I'm going to give you a haircut and Matthew is going to fix your eyes. I won't cut your hair to much though, because I am pretty sure Tom likes it the way it is and so do you."

We left the Great Hall and started walking to Ravenclaw rooms. Feeling a presence following us, I glanced back. I briefly caught a flash of platinum blonde hair disappearing behind a corner. I grabbed Matthew's hand and looked up at him with a grin. Getting my hint, he draped his arm around my shoulders and kept it there. Stopping at the old door with a bronze eagle-shaped locker, we waited for the familiar deep, masculine voice to tell us the riddle. It finally spoke up in its usual loud voice.

"Stars awash in a sheen of light
It calls out loud in vile delight.
Listeners endure in fright.
Vicious brute that reigns at night,
Evil whelped of heinous bite,
Renewed by wax, it regains might.
A leading way to slay the beast,
Get the hidden weapon thus released.

What is this describing?"

I paused in a minute in thought. Vile delight? Vicious? Bite? Unknowingly, a shiver came over me at the thought of the answer. Quietly, I whispered the answer to the riddle.

"Werewolf."

Claire clapped me on the back with a smile as the door swung open with an unnatural quietness and ease. We ran up the winding case, until we reached the Common Room. Settling down on the coach, I watched silently as Claire shooed everyone out of the Common Room. I smiled and waved as they passed by me and went down the staircase. I groaned as Claire transfigured a pair of scissors and walked over to me. I mouthed to Matthew to save me, but he merely smirked. I stilled, frozen, as Claire cut some of my hair. When she finished, I leapt off the coach and ran to the nearest mirror. Grasping both sides of the silver border of the large mirror, I looked at my hair. Not seeing much of a difference, I sighed in thankfulness. It's a good thing that I wasn't bald anywhere. Releasing my tight grasp on the mirror, I turned around, facing Matthew and Claire, and sat back down on the coach. Claire reached for my glasses, but I held onto them and gave her a pleading look.

"Please Claire, can I just keep my glasses? I kind of like them, and I think they look nice on me?"

Claire growled and looked at Matthew. He held up his hands in a way as if to say nice dog, good dog. He glanced at me and took in my pleading face, before looking back at Claire.

"If he wants to keep his glasses, he can." He glanced back at me with a smile and warmth in his brown eyes. "Besides, I think he looks cute with his glasses."

I turned away from his heated gaze though I still felt his eyes on me. Blushing, I looked up at Claire. She glared at me for a second, her eyes flashes, before she sighed.

"Okay, you do look kind of cute in your glasses, so you can keep them." I grinned, but frowned as she held up her hand. Why does there always have to be a 'but'? "But you have to at least let Matthew fix the scratches on your glasses."

Matthew walked over to me and took my glasses from my outstretched hand. He tapped them once, before whispering the spell, just loud enough that I was able to make it out.

"Oculus Reparo."

A flash appeared before disappearing onto my glasses. I took them back and put them on. I grinned.

"That was brilliant! I can see so much clearer now. Thanks, Matthew."

He gave me a warm smile, before backing away a bit.

We left the Common Room shortly after and walked to Hogsmeade. The walk was long, but we had fun messing around and making jokes. When we got to Hogsmeade, we got two of our friends in the village, who were adults, to side-apparate with us to Gringotts. I got a bag of gold and silver out of the vault Tom had set up for me, then we apparated back to Hogsmeade. We waved goodbye to our friends and went inside the first clothing store we saw.

I feel as if I have tried on a million pairs of clothes as Claire handed me the last outfit she wanted me to try on. I slipped on the black slacks and took off my baggy shirt. I started buttoning the buttons, but my fingers were so numb. Poking my head out from behind the red curtain, I called for Matthew, who was chatting with Claire. He turned away from Claire and saw me. He whispered something to Claire, before walking over to me. He smiled at me and I couldn't help the small pink blush that flooded to my cheeks.

"You need some help Harry?"

I nodded as I pulled back away from the curtain and waited as Matthew slipped into the changing room. It seemed a decent sized room before, but now it was small with both of us inside it that our chests grazed each other. I pulled back and leaned against the back wall. I stuttered a bit as I spoke.

"I ne- need help-p with my butt-uttons."

He smiled and began to finish the last few buttons. I shivered when I felt his cold fingers on my chest. He suddenly stopped at the last two buttons, and I frowned as I looked up at him.

"What's wrong?"

He smiled.

"Nothing."

I gasped as he gently pushed me against the back wall and pressed his body flush against mine. His brown eyes trapped mine in an unbreakable hold as his hands slid up the sides of my hips, over my flat stomach, my chest, neck. They settled on each side of my face, holding my face gently in his hands. My stomach was doing flops and a pleasant feeling was starting to build in my nether regions. As he leaned in, I closed my eyes. At the touch of his lips on mine, I groaned. We kissed slowly and lazily, a meeting of lips that seemed more in a friend sense than romantic one. Pulling away, we looked at each other in understanding. It was nice, but there was absolutely no spark. We stepped out of the dressing room. Claire didn't ask what we had been doing, which I was thankful for, as she surveyed my outfit. She gave me thumbs up and I quickly changed out of them and into my old clothes. We left with at least ten bags, which we shrunk and put into my pocket.

We went to a small desert shop and ordered cups of tea and some cookies. As Matthew and Claire waited for our order, I went into the loo and changed into black slacks that fit loosely around on my narrow hips. The shirt was a blue-buttoned shirt and fit nicely on me. Not too loose, nor was it too tight. I slipped on a new pair of shoes and stuffed all my old clothes back into the bag and shrunk it again. After putting it back in my pocket, I left the loo and sat down at the small table I spotted Matthew and Claire at. I sipped at my warm tea, savoring the effect that the warm beverage had on my body. We each had two cookies, before we left the small shop. We walked slowly to the entrance to Hogsmeade. When we finally reached it, I waved goodbye to Claire and Matthew as they continued on to Hogwarts. I walked around a bit near the entrance nervously. Even though this was all a plan, this was still sort of my first date. So why shouldn't I be nervous? It's completely natural. I sighed in relief as I saw John coming towards me. My cheeks tinted pink as he pulled me into a hug and kissed me. With his arms still firmly around me, he pulled away. He smiled as he looked me over.

"You look wonderful Harry. I love the new look."

I smiled shyly.

"Thanks. I thought it was time for a new wardrobe."

He chuckled as he pulled away and took one of my hands in his.

"I like it. You ready to get moving?"

I nodded as started walking. We walked around a bit, talking about our lives. I learned that he had two older sisters and a father. I congratulated him when he told me that he got signed to a professional quidditch team. We stopped at a café. I had some soup and a chicken sandwich that tasted heavenly. I couldn't help but be a little sad as I continued to talk to John. When was the last time Tom and I had done this? Just relax and talk? A long time…

After eating, we went over to Honeyduke's and got some sweets. I put some chocolate frogs in my back pocket for later, but I opened my ever-lasting strawberry lollipop and started sucking on it. Thinking I could use this to tease, I smiled at John and hollowed my cheeks and gently sucked on the tip of the lollipop. I grinned as I saw John's eyes darken at my display. Acting indifferent to his visible reactions, I grabbed the end of the lollipop and slowly pulled it in and out of my mouth, twirling it around with my tongue. Groaning at the sweet taste, I reluctantly pulled it out of my mouth with an audible pop.

I hummed at the taste still present in my mouth, closing my eyes to savor it. Slowly opening my eyes, I gasped as John pulled me into his arms and covered my lips with his. I tensed when I felt something hard against my stomach. My eyes widened in shock. It couldn't be…

Could it?

As we kissed heatedly, I skimmed my hand down his chest and over the bump that was pressing earnestly against my stomach. He groaned at my small touch. I quickly pulled my hand back. Yep. It was what I thought. He apparently liked my display. I groaned when he pulled me closer to him. Taking advantage, he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I tentively touched his tongue with mine. He pulled away with a groan and started kissing down my jaw to my neck. I moaned as he started to suck on my neck. Slowly, he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. He glanced at my swollen lips. His eyes flashed darkly with conflicting thoughts and emotions. We were both breathing harshly. Groaning he kissed my forehead and pulled away from me. He voice was strained as he spoke.

"You have no idea how much I fancy you do you Harry?" He took a deep shuddery breath. "You make me feel things I have never felt before. I enjoyed spending time with you. We should do it again."

I didn't know what to say. I didn't fancy him that was for sure. He was my friend, and I didn't want to hurt him. But, I needed John to make Tome jealous…

"Ummm… You're a nice guy John, but I don't… fancy you." My stomach churned when I saw the hurt look in his eyes. Great. Just great! I'm such an arse! How could I do this to him? He pulled away a little, not wanting to look me in the eyes.

"I see… Well, I hope that we can still hang out. I did enjoy our conversations. I have a question though. Why did you kiss me back if you don't fancy me?"

I scrambled for words. I hadn't been expecting that question.

"I don't fancy you, but I am attracted to you physically. I wanted to see and feel what it was like to be held and kissed. I trust you to not do anything I don't want to do…"

A smile tugged at his lips.

"Well, I am happy that you chose me to experience those things with. If you ever want to do more, just tell me. Even if I can never win your affections."

I smiled at his understanding.

"Thank you for understanding. You are a great friend." I paused in thought, before asking him a question. "So you won't get mad if I touch or kiss you in school?"

He chuckled.

"No, I won't be mad."

I blushed at my stupid question, as I leaned into him and pecked him on the lips. I pulled back and shivered though as a gust of cold wind hit us. John pulled me to him and led us back to Hogwarts.

"I better get you back to Riddle or he might throw a fit. He really does watch you like a mother hen."

I giggled at the thought of Riddle being my mother. I've heard that before. It took us about thirty minutes to make it back to Hogwarts. Another ten, just to get to Tom's rooms. After a kiss goodbye, I went into the bedroom and started packing all my belongings. I didn't have much, so it didn't take long. I took one last longing look, before leaving. Tom was going to flip!

I went to Ravenclaw tower and stood impatiently in front of the door for the riddle.

"Soft and fragile is my skin
I get my growth in mud
I'm dangerous as much as pretty
For if not careful, I draw blood."

I knew what that was.

"A thorn."

As the door was still opening, I dashed up the stairs and into the Ravenclaw Common Room. I slowly climbed the stairs and unpacked my belongings at my new bed. After putting everything away, I went down to the Common Room and picked up a book. As I read, I nibbled on the chocolate frogs I got. I was just getting really into the novel, when it was ripped out of my hands. Frowning at my now empty hands, I looked up.

I gulped nervously when I saw Tom standing in front of me, my book held tightly in his grasp. Tom's hair was shockingly in disarray and his black cloak was rumpled. I gasped when I saw a red tint in his eyes. I have never seen him like this. He was breathing quickly, as if he had just finished running from the beasts of hell. I flinched and everyone in the Common Room was quiet, as Tom flung the book across the room. It crashed into the wall with a sickening thump. He spoke sharply, his words striking like a whip.

"Go. Upstairs. Now."

I quickly scrambled from the coach, ignoring the curious glances, as I went upstairs to the boys dormitory. I felt Tom's over-powering presence follow me into the room. I stood in the center of the room as he locked the doors and placed a silencing charm on the room. I tensed as he turned away from the door and walked towards me. His eyes were redder than before and he spoke in a harsh, angry tone.

"Why is it that when I return from an important meeting, I find you and all your thing missing? And why does Abraxas tell me that you went on a date with that Gryffindor and let him touch you again?"

Tom reached out and grazed the hickey on my neck, pulling away sharply with a hiss, as if it burned him.

"Why is it that I find you with his mark upon your skin?"

I took a shaky breath as I spoke.

"I told you already Tom that I wanted to know what it felt like. I can kiss and touch anyone I want. I'm not bound to anyone. I moved out, because I think it's time for me to grow up a little. I don't need you to protect me here. I'm safe Tom. And I didn't know that he left a mark on my neck."

His voice was cold and harsher then before as he encircled my wrists in a vice-like grip.

"And I told YOU, he is a bloody Gryffindor. I don't want you around him. Or any other for that matter. I better not see you with anyone again, Harry. EVER."

I huffed angrily as I struggled to get out of his grip. He ceased my movements as he pulled me to his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around me. I glared at his chest.

"Why not! I can be with and do anything I want to do with someone. I don't belong to anyone."

I yelped when he bit my neck. Hard. I felt a bit dizzy as I felt a trail of my blood come out of the bite. He nibbled on the bite and slowly lapped at the blood. Unable to stop, I moaned as he continued to lick the now sensitive spot. He spoke huskily against my neck.

"Because I told you. I will not allow you to be and do ANYTHING with ANYONE. I better not find out that you are with anyone again. I warn you Harrison. You're messing with fire. I was going to wait till the end of this year, but if you mess up one more time, I will have no choice but to do it now."

I frowned against his chest.

"Do what?"

Tom pulled away and kissed my forehead.

"You'll find out soon enough my little Raven."

Letting go of me, he stepped away and opened the door, releasing the enchantments on the room.

"I expect you to be back in my Rooms in two days time. If you're not, then I shill force you. You are lucky that I am not forcing you right now. Don't keep me waiting." He glanced down at my clothes, my hair, and settled with looking in my eyes. He smirked as he trailed a single finger down my cheek.

"I like your new look. I expect you to keep it this way."

He abruptly turned away and walked out of the room. I stood there, unable to move. Is this the reaction that Claire spoke of? What he threatened to do?

I wanted to find out…

AN: I am sorry that I have taken long to update. I took a VERY long break. I'm back now though, so I'm getting back to writing chapters. Please leave me some feedback.

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~slytherinangel01