The Phoenix and His Basilisk (Completed)

Cherry Dresses for Pain

Tom had always loved Harry.

Ever since he so rudely riled him up, he felt the spark.

Now, he felt like a robot without a purpose.

It had always been his dream to be great. To be better than his father and prove to everyone that he deserved the best.

He was better than everyone.

But Harry came and kicked him down, only to catch him as he fell.

Harry was like a breath of fresh air. With him, his life wasn't only about revenge and hatred.

He had friends, he had fun.

And finally... he felt complete.

But then Dumbledore, the man who almost turned his kind extinct came and trashed it. He ruined it all. He forced them away and separated them.

How much would Dumbledore take before he was satisfied?

Tom's omega cried for his other half, but Tom persevered. When they arrived at Lixo Cidade, Tom knew he would struggle to survive.

So he pretended.

He gathered up his father's followers and pretended to be him. He got rid of the weak links and he found better, more loyal followers. He permanently silenced the ones that had seen him with Neville and made sure they would never be able to speak of his earlier appearance.

After two months of acting as an alpha, he visited his mind scape.

Instead of his omega, he saw a similar being, one with a cocky grin and fire in his eyes.

He acted like an alpha.

Tom talked with him, and he called himself an 'alpha'. Tom didn't believe him.

But after he had a particularly hard day and had to crucio someone to act like his father, he would come to his mind scape, and see the alpha-like being in his head sob and cry, screaming, "Alpha, please no, I'll be good, I'm sorry, Alpha."

He felt dead inside. (A/n: like all of us, huh)

Luna and Eveline often visited him, but it wasn't enough.

Soon enough, he met Barty Crouch Jr. and Bellatrix Lestrange, who were both alphas.

While one had a crush on him, the other thought of him as a father figure due to his own father's abuse and neglect.

Tom didn't understand, but they were the closest to friends he could get without Luna and Eveline.

Without them to protect him, Tom made every effort to hide his omega status and survive in the harsh streets of Lixo Cadade.

He tortured, he lied. He put on masks so well, he almost couldn't remember what he was originally like.

But then he thought of Harry's green eyes and his smile, one that could bring thunder to his ears and lightning through his spine.

Sometimes, Tom thought of giving himself away.

He should've just mated with someone else now.

But what if Harry comes back? He promised he would.

But the voice that sounded like Voldemort would whisper back.

Do it. Harry wouldn't want a broken omega like you anyway.

Tom didn't think of doing it anymore once he heard that voice.

He trained by himself, practicing his magic as he collected things from all over Lixo Cadade. While it was a rotten city with criminals, thieves and murderers, it was beautiful in its own way and held many riches one could steal if you knew how.