How to Prevent a War

Back to School

I know it's been a while since I updated and I'm sorry!! I was really preoccupied with another story of mine, called Prince of Clowns. It's only on Fanfic.net and Archive of Our Own because I don't like posting crossovers here. If you haven't checked that out yet and you like a story with an insane and/or evil Harry, please do! I've gotten a lot of positive reviews on it :)

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The Blacks were all terrified. Tom was standing a few paces away from the collection of dark haired pureblood teens, his expression murderous even as he stared at the train. It was unusual to see Tom like this. He usually was in such a good mood when he went back to school, but not this time. And it was all because of Harry.

Tom had done a good thing! He had saved Harry and how was he repaid?! By being kicked out of the bloody house! The ungrateful little fuck had send him away like dirt. Like he wasn't worth. But Tom knew better. If there was anyone not worth, it was Harry. He would be great and powerful, was great and powerful. He would be immortal.

"Let's-let's get on the train," Alphard mumbled.
"I bet the other Prefects are already waiting for you..."

Tom huffed and turned away. He climbed into the train without acknowledging any of his friends and entered an empty carriage. The others didn't dare to join him. Ever since the party fiasco, Tom had been in a foul mood that was even scarier than when he left back for the orphanage.

"No one will ever treat me like dirt again," he muttered to himself.
"I may not be Lord Voldemort, but I will be great!"

. . . . .

Harry was positively glowing as he walked up platform 9 ¾. Hedwig was perched on his shoulder and his three best friends were walking beside him, chatting happily among each other. Sirius and Tonks were both in the teacher's lounge in the front of the train, as the metamorphmagus had applied for the now open spot as Transfigurations Teacher and had been hired.

"I can't believe Fred and George managed to become the new owners of the Hogsmeade Zonko's shop," Ginny muttered.

"And who would have thought Remus would help them out willingly," Hermione chuckled, shaking her head.
"He had always seemed to be such a serious teacher..."

"Don't forget he was a Marauder," Harry told her grinning.

"This looks to be the start of a great year!" Ron said happily.

Harry and Hermione nodded in agreement, but Ginny scowled.

"You're forgetting we have now two Voldemorts to worry about now," she reminded them.

"Tom is not Voldemort and he never will," Harry replied scowling.

"Says you!" Ginny spat.

"No. Says he."

Ginny huffed and looked away with a scowl.

"Well, I still don't trust him," she muttered.

Harry sighed but didn't reply as he and the others stepped into the train. They immediately sought out their friends, and Alphard was quick to pull Hermione in his lap, kissing her cheek playfully as she scolded him for it. Ron just laughed and sat down next to Megan, throwing an arm over her shoulder, grinning widely.