The Second Tom

Chapter Five

A/N : Can someone tell me if these chapters are starting to double post because I really don't know what's going on with this book.

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Thomas's P.O.V

I tried to keep a straight face as my eyes met Abraxas's. I held back all of the negative emotions and told him that I was fine and everything else would eventually be too. Though, his words still managed to fill my mind.

"I'm sorry, Thomas... I just don't think of you in that way. You're my best friend and no matter what I will always be there for you."

I tried to keep my emotions in check because I didn't need my magic lashing out and drawing even more attention to myself. But it was hard because I let myself hope. Hope that someone would want to love me. It was the most foolish thing I've done in a long time, and I don't think I could bring myself to ever make that mistake again. Though, my Veela took the rejection hard, and I could feel it. The foreign feeling of sadness spread through my body as soon as Abraxas said he wished to remain friends.

I had since convinced Severus I was okay and he allowed me to go back to the dorms when it was time for everyone else to go to bed. But, I would not be staying tonight. When I made it to the bedrooms I laid in bed long enough to make sure everyone else was asleep and I began to change my clothes.

Though, I would be going alone for the first time in a while. Usually Abraxas goes everywhere I do, but I honestly don't think I could be able to focus correctly with him around. And also, I don't want him to witness what I'm about to do tonight. There is a chance for me to rid myself of one of the problems in my life, and I will waste no time in taking it.

As I was dressing myself in front of the mirror I saw Abraxas sneaking into the room, and he froze when he saw me. My Veela was both sad and enraged when we smelled another's scent on him. My jaw clenched and I turned around, but I didn't acknowledge him. It was ironic that the only person who could make me happy was also the only person who could make me sad. That's why emotions are useless. All they do is get in the way, and I won't allow that to happen.

I wasn't going to let what I was feeling toward Abraxas ruin my opportunity to get revenge. Lily Potter had made it easier for me when she returned to the Potter Manor for a reason I care not to know of. My father, as I've decided to call him, was waiting outside of the wards of Hogwarts where we will go and have a chat with her.

Before I could exit the room I heard Abraxas calling my name, but I didn't turn around.

"You should sleep it seems like you've had a long night."

My voice was emotionless, and I could tell it shocked Abraxas because he didn't say anything in return. I shut the door behind me and pulled over the invisibility cloak I stole from Godric to exit the school unseen.

As I made it to the edge of the wards I tossed the cloak off and stood in front of my father. He told me we should get going before we run out of time since I have to be back at Hogwarts by sunrise.

I took hold of my father's arm and in a blink of an eye we were standing in front of the gates of Potter Manor. Since I was technically a resident of the home I weakened the wards just enough for Voldemort to be able to get in and made our way inside the house. We had mask ourselves so she wouldn't be able to notice us, and when we made our way toward the kitchen we saw her sitting alone at the table eating a meal.

"I'd say it is nice to see you , Lily, but we all know that would be a lie."

She dropped her utensil and made a move to grab her wand, but she was stunned by my father. I reached into her boot and pulled out her want and examined it in my hand before looking at her.

"If you were anyone else I might have considered to be merciful. But you...you took away everything for me and then treated me horribly my entire life. Because of what? Your hatred of my father or irrational fear of the dark? Or maybe, you all feared me. Regardless of the reason, the light will burn. Starting with you."

Her eyes widened as I turned her own wand toward her. I was no fool to have mine traced back to this crime I was committed. As soon as the word 'crucio' escaped my lips the only thing that could be heard was her screaming. All of the bottled up rage flowed through the curse and intensified the pain.

The lies. The abuse. My family being murdered. The rejection.

I never let up the curse and I watched as blood began to seep out her nose. The pain was becoming to much for her body to handle and I knew she wasn't going to be alive much longer when her body began to spasm. Then, she stopped breathing. I was surprised that she lasted as long as she did because I knew she had never experienced anything like that before.
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hen I let up the curse I just looked at her unmoving body with a sense of satisfaction. She was the first, but she wouldn't be the last.

When we reached Hogwarts it was almost time for everyone to be getting up and heading to the Great Hall foto Breakfast. I thanked my father for helping me with Lily, picked up the invisibility cloak, and quickly made my way back to the Slytherin Dormitory to change clothes and head to the Great Hall.

The whole way there my mind was reeling about what to do next and what I'm going to do about Abraxas. No matter the rejection, he's still been the only person that has always been there for me. I couldn't force him to be with me or be angry that he chose someone else over me. Unlike his father and brother, he didn't have any creature inheritance. Instead he took after his mother, in more ways than one. He didn't understand what it felt like to have your destined beloved reject you.

"Where have you been Thomas? You haven't been here all night."

I turned my head to Abraxas's little brother and patted his shoulder. I guess he couldn't sleep, which happens alot. Sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night and him and I will talk until he falls back asleep because I almost never end up sleeping. But I wasn't going to tell Draco where I was. He didn't know what's been going on, and he's too young to be exposed to that.

"Don't worry , I had just snuck in the library and lost track of time. Now before everyone else wakes up, I'm going to get a shower. "

He just nodded his head and watched me walk into the washroom. I didn't know if he believed my lie or not, but he didn't say anything. I don't think it mattered if he believed that's what I was doing because he looks up to me. I didn't know whether I hated or liked the idea of that because I wasn't someone anyone should be looking to for guidance. My whole life goal is to murder people. While they may not be innocent and they definitely deserve it, murder is murder. But it was obviously too late to turn back - not that I would anyways - because soon the order will find Lily Potter dead in her home.