Voldermort is Gone Tom Riddle Is Here

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Tom lay in his bed, Draco curled into his side, and him having a protective arm wrapped around him, and was in deep thought. Extremely deep thought. He watched the young Malfoy heir breath deeply, and calmly. It was the only time the boy was calm, when he was sleeping. Every other time he was slightly tense, and simply good at hiding it. It was not quite that surprising, but still, it tugged at the young Slytherin heir's heart. Tom thought to some of the things he had read about Natural Alphas.

Sure, he had been incredibly shocked to find out that Severus was a N.A, although...although he was almost certain that he was masking as one...something in the way he worded himself...He was the only one that he had known, which was saying something, as he had known a good deal of people. Of course, during that time he had not met one Natural Submissive, though he supposed that someone within either the Malfoy or Black family lines must be a Natural Submissive. If anything, he would bet it came from Narcissa's side of the family. It made more sense, given what he knew of Narcissa and Bellatrix, sisters of the Black House.

Tom absently carded his fingers through the boy's hair. He watched in fascinating as the boy melted into his touch, and went pliant again. It was so simple to care about the boy, so easy. He could not help but wonder how the boy had managed to keep his true nature hidden for so long. It was not only astounding, but slightly worrying. After all, he acted differently with Tom, and that would cause a couple of problems. Specifically the idea that Draco Malfoy had been put under the Imperius curse, which of course, was not true, but many people only care to see what they want, instead of what is true. It was the case of many things, and this was no different.

Tom hummed in contemplation. He knew that as a Natural Alpha, he had either a 'Mate' or a 'soulmate'. As if either term needs explaining, it is quite self-explanitory which is more binding. Soul mates were bound by the, well, soul, they also could only be Natural Subs. It was the way things worked. It was the balance of nature. But, considering that Natural Submissives were so rare, a fact that few know the reason for, rarely was a Natural Alpha with a Natural Submissive. Though it was quite common to see them with a more demure type partner. Alpha's could have 'mates' which are different than soul-mates, obviously, in that the bond between partners was not as deep or strong. Though instincts could still be kicked up like hell. But that is neither here nor there. The point was, Tom knew, one hundred percent, that Draco was either his mate or soul-mate. Though the latter seemed more likely. True, there are ways to test whether or not a mate is simply a mate, or a soul mate, and therefore, not quite the same. For instance, a Natural Alpha only has ONE soul-mate, while they can have several mates, depending on how often a mate dies. A mate is not destiny, it is not written before hand, fate, whatever it is Muggles love to call it, mates just signal compatability, and therefore a capability of a relationship. And Alpha's who had mates, did not normally have soul-mates. In fact, most high level Alphas, such as Tom, had soul-mates, but never once had had a single 'mate'. Many of them remained unbonded until they met said soul-mate. While, lower level Alphas such as severus...(if he was truly an Alpha) even thinking about the greasy haired Slytherin made his lip curl in distaste....normally had a mate. Unlike a soul-mate, however, they did not react quite the same way. They could not feel the tug and urge to be together. It was up to the Alpha to...well, alpha up and get together with their mate.

Tom, well, considering the deep level bond that he and Draco seemed to share, it was up for debate whether or not they were simply mates, or soul-mates, but Tom highly doubted the first, while contemplated the second.

He had, of course, had sex. I mean, what average teenage boy didn't? Looking down at Draco's soft and sleeping face, he doubted that he had in any way, left the 'virgin' status. Not that Tom cared, naturally, in fact he seemed to purr at that fact. But Tom, in knowing that he was Dominate, had decided that he would not be inexperienced, after all, how would he be able to dominate his mate or soul mate if he did not know how? So he had practiced with both genders. Honestly, he was not gender specific. Most Alpha/Submissive Wizards were not. It was not as if they did not have preference or that they never explored the possibility, it was the knowledge that their mate or soul mate could be either gender, and they did not want to make themselves partial to one.

Not that it really matters. Tom thought amused. The second one sees their mate it is almost as if the whole world close....closes....in. Bloody hell. Tom flicked through his memory of when he first met Draco Malfoy, and realized that was precisely what happened to him when he had met Draco, not to mention that he had immediately surrendered to his Alpha Instinct to comfort and take care of said boy, who was not fast asleep in his arms. Tom sighed. He knew it was official.

Not that Tom did not really see this coming a mile away. He knew once he had forced Lucius to tell him about the boy, and than tortured him until the stupid fool told him a complete unbiased version of the man's only child. The boy had sounded perfect to him, and had appealed to him in a way that was unusual for the Lord.

Than, of course, he had met the kid, and he knew he was in trouble, the moment that he had felt the incessant tug on his core instincts. It was not something that was easily ignored, without severe potion use of course. At this Tom thought of Severus again and his lip curled upward in displeasure. He looked down as Draco began to whimper in his dreams. Tom shushed him, gently wrapping a long thin fingered hand around the back of his neck, calming the boy instantly once more. It was an endearing sight, to the older boy. He sighed in contentment.

He had basically already claimed Draco, and he was certain that it had not gone unnoticed by Draco. Nevertheless, he would speak to the child about it in the morning. It would not do to freak the boy out. Tom purred contently as the younger child buried his face into Tom's chest.