Inseparable

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

Tom lay in his bed with his face buried in his pillow. Never would he see Harry again, never talk to him, never study with him, never travel the world with him, never work in the ministry with him. Never, no more, he was gone.

Tom stayed in his bed, tears silently streaming down his cheeks and soaking into the pillow.

Later when most of his tears dried into his pillow to sat up in his bed.

He held his duvet around him as he looked around the room - he was alone.

He looked on the floor where the books he threw were still there.

There were two books, opened to random pages.

Tom groggily got up and walked over to the books.

He picked them up and stared at the titles.

Magick Moste Evile
Secrets of the Darkest Art

Those weren't his books, he didn't think they belonged to any of his Knights either.

Well, they would be his now.

Tom sat back in his bed deciding to read his new books.

He chose Magick Moste Evile to read first and flipped to chapter one.

Tom was fascinated by all the new information, which he quickly absorbed from the book.

Then he reached an interesting page.

Horcruxes

An object which would hold part of your soul, tieing you down to the mortal world.

Theoretically, he would become immortal.

If only he could have read this a week ago-

No, he wasn't going to think about that.

He grabbed the other book: Secrets of the Darkest Art, and read it for more information.

The second book went into more detail about horcruxes. There was even a specific chapter dedicated to creating one.

Perhaps he should make one.

Save himself from the same fate as Har- him.

Tom sighed, put on his emotionless mask and left the room.

His Knights were sitting solemnly waiting for his arrival.

"Tom," Abraxas quietly asked, "how are you?"

"Fine," he snapped in response, "why wouldn't it be fine!" Why did everyone suddenly want to talk about him?

"Well..."

"I have things to do," Tom said impatiently and pushed past his Knights, "meeting tonight at seven!"

Tom quickly walked out of the common room and to the chamber of secrets.

'Venus,' Tom called, 'where are you?'

'I'm coming,' came the reply and a few seconds later the basilisk was looming in front of him.

'How quickly can you kill someone?' Tom asked.

'Almost instantly,' Venus replied, 'where's Harry?' Tom stiffened.

'Not here.'

'I can see that. Why isn't he here? When will he come back?'

Tom took a deep breath before answering, 'I don't know why he's not here. He's never coming back.'