Sixth year: Selfish

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Harry had met with his followers, they had a plan, an apparition, in a few weeks there would be a trial of an ex-criminal, convicted of mass murder of more than 25 Muggles. They would enter the trial, accompanied by their respective parents, since they all had strong surnames, and, in the middle of the trial, they would exit slowly, using the do-not-me-notes spell. To then enter, with their red capes and golden masks, they would break into the trial, to give their statement in order to make them known, to show their power, their greatness, and to offer recognition to whomever wishes to join their ranks, explaining his objectives...

But he had something that had been distracting him ... For some time he had wanted to be the active one, but Tom did not give his arm to twist, he did not want to be the bottom one, and that had already caused several discussions, which were always "resolved" with a blow job. They never really spoke anymore, but Harry was willing to change things ... That's why he was sitting, crossing his arms and legs, waiting for Tom, who would arrive any second, and so he went, he walked through the door and then sat down in the bed.

— We have to talk— Harry demanded, the older one observed him, took off his tunic, approaching, predatory, but collided with an invisible barrier, frowned, to which the younger smiled. —Talk Tom, talk, we always end up the same, friction, sex and more sex, I need to talk to you— he ordered, making the blue-eyed sigh sitting in the chair in front of the invisible barrier that separated him from his partner

— I want to try to be the top, and tell me why you don't want me to— Harry demanded, Tom pulled his hair.

— Can't you just take a no!— He complained, but the silence from his partner made him sigh.

— Whenever I ask you, you deny, sigh and spread my legs, like every time you have a problem! Why you do not talk to me?! I-I love you— the jet complained

— You will not die if you show me a little love!— the blue-eyed reproached him with a humorless laugh

— I do not know how! Dammit! I grew up in a fucking house without love and you more than anyone should know what it feels like to grow up in a place where you are despised on a daily basis, I can't! I don't feel comfortable running to you and throwing flowers at you, filling the house with candles to sing in the moonlight that I love you! Trust me I'm trying to prove it Tom! I really do, but you can't even tell me why you don't want to be the bottom for once. You're a fucking selfish man! You don't tell me anything, or give me explanations, things must be as you say or else they are wrong, and your only solution to things is to have sex! So if you love me like you say you do, for a fucking time in your life, admit that you were selfish, because you are not able to realize that every morning you wake up with a cup of black coffee on your nightstand! Time to know that you liked it, but for you it is too much to pay me a little attention! You fucking idiot son of a bitch!— Harry yelled totally annoyed, tears falling down his cheeks and the white knuckles of the strength that he was doing, of the fury.

Tom slumped back in his chair, he had been a bad person, he had been busy "protecting" his Harry from the old man, planning and debating that he had forgotten the most important

— Har, I'm sorry, I-I ... I'm not good at communicating, and ... n-no excuse, I'm sorry, really, I forgot to take care of the person next to me, and I tried to fill my void with sex— he apologized knowing that it was still not okay

— That's not enough and you know it! What courage you have to pretend that I will forgive you just with that! I-I ... I thought that the life of the destined partners was a pink life, hugs, kisses, chocolates, caresses, love, a romantic movie ... But I see that I was wrong, my life is to hide, zero communication, sex and fights ... Perhaps, it is my turn, or perhaps the goblins were wrong and we are not destined, perhaps magic was wrong to join me, we are two very jealous and explosive people, we cannot continue like this, we are only hurting each other— he lamented while a tear fell his cheek

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