Play With Fire

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Summary: Tom Riddle doesn't understand why he didn't notice Hadrian Evans until his final year, that was so stupidThis is just a PWP that cuts off leg meat, please don't worry about plot bugs, and happy eating :) With perspective switching

Ship: TomRiddlexHarryPotter

All credit goes to Bblythe on Ao3

AN: PLEASE BEAR WITH ME AS THIS IS A GOOGLE TRANSLATED FIC FROM CHINAISE

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It's 1944, Harry's second year at Hogwarts, a time travel or an accident? Anyway, he'd been feeling a little frustrated over the past year trying to find a way back to the correct timeline with no luck, but there was still some good news, and that was that there was still another year before that bastard Tom Riddle would be gone. He is about to graduate, this is his last academic year. Harry had spent the past year trying to be inconspicuous, especially not wanting to attract the interest of Tom Riddle. Fortunately, things are not as difficult as imagined. Apart from his identity as a transfer student at the beginning, there is almost nothing that can attract Slytherin, especially his ordinary name and surname. But if Riddle can disappear from his sight earlier, If so, it would undoubtedly give Harry a sigh of relief.

Harry walked into the auditorium. It was meal time. There were many people sitting on the long table. He could see Riddle surrounded by stars and surrounded by his followers. They were talking in low voices. Everyone There are shadows of future Death Eaters on his face. Harry found a seat at the end of the long Slytherin table and sat down - yes, the damn Sorting Hat sorted him into Slytherin this time - he picked up the bread on the table and began to spread it on it. Jam, while thinking about his schedule today. This morning he has a Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Hufflepuff, and a Charms class with Gryffindor in the afternoon. At noon, he plans to stay in the library and do his History of Magic homework while continuing Find books about time travel. Harry took a sip of pumpkin juice and glanced at Riddle's group without leaving any trace, hoping that this year would be safe as well.

However, Lady Luck tipped her scales after sheltering him for a year. Something unexpected happened in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Professor Mellors wanted to review their learning results from the previous semester, so he brought a Boggart over.

"Oh, don't be afraid, ladies and gentlemen, think about how we dealt with it last term, the spell was 'Funny'." Mellorth said, waving his wand, while the Boggart struggled in the wooden box behind him It kept making a "bang bang" sound. "Please line up, come one by one, prepare your wands!" As he said, the students spontaneously lined up, and Harry stood behind Orion Black, who was in Slytherin. His roommate is also the only person he can talk to in Slytherin. He looks a lot like Sirius and has a very cheerful personality, which makes it difficult for Harry not to like him. Even if he reluctantly talks about it, their relationship Almost friends.

Blake didn't look nervous at all. He even turned to Harry and told Harry that he met a beautiful girl this summer and that he would like to ask her out if he had a chance, while Harry just nodded beside him. However, a cold breath of despair caught him. It was a rotten smell that made people feel that they would never be happy again in this life. It was a dementor! For some reason, it did not attack the Hufflepuff in front of it, but pounced on Orion, and Harry had already raised his wand. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. He watched the dementor pounce on Orion, as if he was watching the dementor sucking Sirius's soul. It was ready to take off its hood——

"Call the gods to protect you!" A strong stag ran out from the tip of his sword and used its horns to topple the Dementor. Suddenly the Dementor turned into a Boggart again and was beaten by Melos. Locked in a box.

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