Heya fellow Tomarry shippers! It's NeonVaporeon here with important news! I'm not dead, I assure you. I know I haven't been updating like a author should but I was SERIOUSLY considering discontinuing them. But, good news is, I'm back and I will be re-writing all of them! I hope you enjoy the new chapters!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I am using them for entertainment purposes.
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Tom Riddle stood up from the bed that was not his. He eyed the bedroom's meager possessions and grimaced at the tasteless color and paintings the wall held. If one could call the shapeless blobs of color paintings.
After making sure his clothing was impeccable and giving it one last smooth over, Tom strolled over to the bedroom's door and gripped the handle. Before he could open the door, a loud, obnoxious voice called to him. "Aw, you're leaving already? Want to do a quickie?" Tom grimaced again before replying, "I do not wish to have a affair with you nor do I want a relationship either. I only slept with you because you had something I needed. Do not try to contact me ever again." With that, Tom left a gaping woman behind and strolled towards the front door.
"Wait, Tom!" Growling slightly before schooling his handsome features into a blank mask, Tom turned around and hissed viciously. "What is it?" The anonymous women Tom didn't even bother remembering her name flinched back before whispering, "What did you mean when I had something that you wanted?" Tom eyed her briefly before smirking. "That's for you to figure out."
Tom stepped into his business building, Morsmordre. The sky-high building both housed public and private business. Nodding to the receptionist, Tom made his way to the elevator before pressing a button. After stepping into the elevator, Tom nodded to various people in good morning. This is normal, Tom mused. The same people everyday, the same routine, the same building. But soon enough, something will change.
Nodding once more to the people around him, Tom stepped out and made is way to his office. "'Morning Riddle!" Someone called. Giving a stiff nod, Tom opened the door to his main office and walked inside. "Good morning Riddle." Bellatrix, his secretary called to him. "Good morning Bellatrix." Tired of nodding and saying good morning, Tom gave quick instructions to Bellatrix before slipping into his office.
Giving a sigh, Tom checked his phone and gave a small, genuine smile at the contact name at the very top. 'Harry Potter.' Vowing to himself, Tom promised that Harry Potter will be his. Forever.
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The Secret Killer.
RomanceHarry Potter is very feminine. So it's no surprise when he applies for a job at Morsmordre at gets asked out on a date with very hot males. Males that are probably straight, not gay like Harry. But, there is someone who is bisexual and is in love wi...
