Smuts/One Shots

forbidden ii. (tr + hp)

tom and pansy hadn't spent much time together since their wedding day. pansy tried to see him, hang out with him, seduce him. none of her tactics worked. mattheo tried to contain him amusement, but tom caught his little brother chuckling to himself from time to time. tom rolled his eyes. 

draco and harry had been getting closer over the past few months, and time was jealous. he hated seeing his boy with the ferret. draco never made a move - he was scared tom would kill him if he tried. harry didn't flirt with malfoy either. the raven was still hopelessly in love with the riddle boy. regulus and lorenzo tried to keep harry's mind off it with poetry, music, games, and playing quidditch with him. potter was grateful for his friends. 

one morning at breakfast, pansy sat next to potter. she smiled at him. tom's eyes were locked on the girl. he felt the need to rescue harry the second she sat next to him, but he knew he couldn't bring attention to himself. pansy grabbed harry's hand and held it. draco, blaise, lorenzo, mattheo, and regulus were eating, but their attention and alertness were all on the raven. harry didn't know what was happening.

"hiya, harry. how're you this morning?" pansy's voice was light.

"i'm fine, how are you, pansy?" harry tried to keep his voice steady.

"great. i have a request to ask of you." the girl's eyes darkened.

"what's that?" potter slid his hand out of her grasp.

"you need to stay away from draco. you don't deserve him." pansy warned.

harry was confused. all pansy could ever talk about before getting married to tom was how much she loved him, how she'd marry him one day. now she wants draco? she's in love with draco? what kind of sense did that make? pansy could sense the the confusion in the boy, and she just smiled at him.

"tom doesn't love me, potter. i know that. his father set us up, married us off, and expected us to have children together. he's quite obviously not interested in me, so i've set my sights on someone who would actually want to look at me. stay away from draco." pansy winked at the blonde across the table and left. 

tom almost immediately moved to sit next to harry. he saw the fear in the raven's eyes and needed to comfort him, not caring who was watching him anymore. harry couldn't cry there, he couldn't be weak like that, not in front of the whole damn school. draco followed pansy out of the great hall with theodore right behind him. mattheo moved the girl sitting next to harry out of the way so he could be there for the raven, too. 

"doll, look at me. please." tom lifted harry's chin with his finger.

"oh, darling, why the tears?" tom tried to keep his emotions at bay.

"you don't get to call me your doll or your darling after what you did to me. you left me and didn't even send an owl to tell me you were married. i love you, tommy, and you just gave up on me." harry wiped his eyes with his sleeve before leaving the great hall.

tom watched him leave. he looked back at his little brother. tom didn't know what to do. their father was no longer the dark lord, tom had taken over that role, but did that mean he could leave pansy and be with harry? mattheo thought so, but tom was scared.

"go after him, tom. leave pansy, get him back. you are the dark lord now. father has no power anymore. he gave it all to you, remember?" mattheo's voice was tired.

"even still, mattheo, there's always that chance he could take it back. isn't that what he told us before we left?" tom's voice shook.

"he said that, but he can't actually do it. once the power is handed over, it can never be given back. both you and father swore a blood oath. you are to guard this power until you're ready to pass it down to an heir, if you have one." the younger rolled his eyes.

"i didn't hear that part. i think the part about taking a blood oath and slicing my hand open." tom sassed.

"the point is, brother, you need to get him back. pansy is falling for draco, you never stopped loving potter, and he obviously never stopped loving you. go. now." mattheo pushed tom off the bench and towards the door. 

draco and theodore were still talking to pansy in the corridor when tom left the great hall. they told the riddle boy that potter headed toward the dungeons and looked as if he was ready to cry. tom hurried to the common room and found harry in the corner of the common room by the fireplace. he was curled up in a ball with a blanket wrapped around him. tom approached him slowly, kneeling down in front of the raven.

"harry?" tom whispered.

"what, tom?" potter's eyes were bloodshot.

"please hear me out, little love. i'll leave you alone after if that's what you choose." riddle took harry's hands in his, using the one nickname he knew would make him melt.

"what else am i supposed to hear? you left for a week, fine, whatever. but then, you went and got married to someone who's bullied me since first year and you don't even send an owl. i understand your father made you do it, but how could you have never found a minute to write a letter?" harry's eyes filled with tears again.

tom's heart broke. he quickly got up from the floor and sat next to harry, pulling him into his lap, holding the boy close to his chest. harry knew he shouldn't be letting that happen, but he needed to be comforted. he missed how tom smelled, how tight his arms wrapped around him when they cuddled, the sweet things he whispered to him every day, the light kisses he pressed into his hair. tom rest his chin on harry's head, but only for a moment before pulling back to see harry's face.

"baby, i put up a fight when it came to marrying her. it took three days for the wedding to even happen. i got bloodied up by my own father and his people for refusing. i told him about you. i confessed my love for you to his face and there was still nothing i could do to change his mind. mattheo stepped in and offered to marry parkinson instead.

"i never touched her. i never even slept in the same bed as her. she doesn't exist to me. the union between her and i will end in a matter of days. i'm the dark lord now, my father passed that power onto me through a blood oath. if he wanted to come back, he couldn't unless i said do. you are my life, harry. i can't go on without you." tom pressed a kiss to harry's forehead after he finished speaking. 

"you're the dark lord now?" harry rested his head against tom's chest.

"that's what you took from that, darling?" tom chuckled.

"i'm sorry i didn't listen to you the first time. i let my emotions cloud my judgement." potter looked up to see tom already looking at him.

"you have nothing to apologize for, harry. i would have sent you an owl if i could have seen two feet in front of me after the fight with my father. let me make it up to you, doll." tom smiled.

"how would you do that, tommy?" harry moved off tom's lap.

"you'll see, baby." tom's face flushed at the nickname he hadn't heard in too long.