The Boy Who Bitched

Chapter 10

Tom grinned in seeing the front page of the newsletter. It was better than he could have imagined. Harry was shown clutching to Tom, his eyes wide in terror and confusion as Molly Weasley was on her hands and knees trying to beacon him with the caption "The Chosen One Chooses Tom."

The paper really emphasized on how Molly had at one point been like a Mother figure to Harry and so for him to choose Tom meant that something about the Order was not quite right. Harry was reaching out to Tom for comfort, meaning he was well taken care of and safe. Tom The matching outfits were just the cherry on top of this accidental masterpiece. Tom was protecting the boy he had once tried to kill. The people would never of course know about the memory potions, and this healthy speculation was all Tom needed to finally rid the last of the "light" members. All the cards were playing beautifully, and Harry didn't even know that he was playing into them. Tom wanted to celebrate, but he didn't want to push the boy too hard.

Tom and Harry were in the sitting room together, Tom at his desk and Harry sitting on the soft carpet trying to remember how to crochet. Tom moved his head up from the paper and just watched the boy, Harry's brow was furrowed in concentration as he maneuvered the yarn and small hook. After making what looked like a chain, he started going back on the rows. His brows had un furrowed as he had found some sort of pattern. "Harry," Tom said softly not wanting to spook the man since they had been sitting in silence for quite some time.

Harry's head poked up and he turned to the man, his eyes full of curiosity at what the man had wanted. "Would you be interested in attending a dinner soon, I feel there is much to celebrate."

Harry wondered if it had anything to do with that red headed woman, he had seen a glance of Tom's newspaper but he didn't have much interest in figuring out more. "I'm still recovering from the- I- I haven't been cleared for sex yet Tom," Harry said his eyes wide in confusion and small panic."

"I didn't expect you to ride me in front of my followers dear, I am very up to date on your medical history and would never ask you do to anything before being cleared," he stopped for a moment and tried to articulate the conversation he had been trying to find a good time for to discuss," Harry I think we need to talk about redefining your roles and what's expected out of you. Your opinion matters to me, I want you to do things that you want to do. We don't have to publicly fuck in front at dinner anymore if you don't want to. I want you to be like my equal, I want you to ask for things, I want you to be happy."

Harry tilted his head processing this new information," I am happy Tom."

Tom wondered if the boy really understood what had been said so he decided to repeat himself," If you want something ask, and if you don't want to do something tell me, okay sweet boy."

Tom could see the gears in Harry's head turning, of course Tom had laxed up with the boy these past few weeks but finally going out and saying it would take some processing. Harry slowly started nodding his head," I like being told what to do Daddy."

God Tom wish Harry was cleared right now, what he wouldn't do to bend him over and make Harry take his thick cock right now. Instead Tom had another idea. "Are you up for a game sweet boy?"

It had felt like ages since they had done anything and Harry always loved Tom's games so his head was quickly bopping up and down. Tom's face lit up. "I am not going to penetrate you or anything okay sweet boy, but I have some other ideas for us to have some fun," he said smirking.

Harry threw his crochet project on the floor and stood attentively facing Tom. "First things first, go change out of those clothes into something more fun, surprise me baby," before Harry could run off Tom grabbed his face and pulled him in for a loving kiss on the lips, the boy instantly melted into Tom's touch until Tom gently pushed himself away to start him on his task.