Tomarry Oneshots

"Astraphobia"

Harry is scared of the lightning outside. Tom helps. Mentions abuse and will get into your feels. Also contains a OOC Tom though it's not too outlandish. 

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     Tom had woken up to hear soft whimpers coming from the person nestled into his side while the sounds of rain echoed off the roof. 

     'Wonder what the nightmare is tonight,' Tom thought as he softly reached over to wake up his lover. When Tom touched Harry's clenched arm, eyes that were wide open snapped to him. 'Oh shit, he's awake. Why is he upset then?' 

     "What's wrong, love?" Tom decided to voice his thoughts concerned for his boyfriend. Harry stared at Tom, most likely thinking he was still asleep. 

    "N-nutin" Harry managed to get out between his heaving breaths. Seeing the moonlight hit Harry's face, Tom was able to see dried tear tacks running down Harry's face as well as dark circles underneath Harry's eyes. 

    "Baby, What happened? You didn't have these dark circles when we went to bed," Tom questioned as he pulled Harry in for a comforting hug as thunder and lightning struck outside. Somehow this caused Harry to resume his weeping. "Oh sweetheart."

     Tom's heart was currently being crushed under the weight of his boyfriend's sobs. He hated seeing Harry cry. It was the worst thing in the world in Tom's opinion. Tom just felt so helpless and couldn't seem to comfort him. Harry seemed to calm down at the same time the storm that had been raging outside for over three days. Tom felt a small murmur of sound escape Harry's lips.

     "What was that, love?" Tom placed a loving kiss on the top of Harry's head. 

     "Gl-glamour charm." Harry spoke in a voice that was as quiet as a mouse, just barely loud enough for Tom to hear. 

     "Why couldn't you tell me?" Tom felt his heart breaking. Harry didn't trust him. Even after all the years they had spent together Harry had hid this from him.

      "Didn't want to make you think I'm weak." Harry hid himself in Tom's arm's after answering. He hoped to hide from reality in Tom's arms. Tom grabbed Harry's chin with the softest touch he could muster and forced Harry to look at him.

     "Am I weak for having all of these scars from the Matrons?" Tom had a fire behind his eyes and Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from the glorious sight. Tom continued on never pausing. "Am I weak for being a klepto? Am I weak for hiding away for ten years? Am I weak for being bullied?" 

     "No. Never." Harry quickly responded. 

     "Then why do you think I will consider you weak?" Tom asked, the fire in his eye's softening to a faint, comforting glow.

      "It's about the Dursley's," Harry had decided to avoid the question, but Tom didn't dare stop him. He wanted information about the bigger issue not the smaller ones. "When I still lived in the cupboard, whenever it stormed water would seep into the cupboard. The floors would grow damp. Animals of all sorts would seek shelter in there too.  When it thundered, it made me think of when Vernon would storm down the stairs. The lightning always made the animals jump and those who had claws would latch onto me. One time when I was four, one of them had claws and they latched onto me. I was bleeding heavily and was in so much pain, yet I couldn't scream out. If I did the thundering noise would become the thunder of Vernon's footsteps down the stairs. I'm so weak for not being able to get over a stupid fear. I won't disturb your sleep with this again. I'm sorry, Tom"

      Harry began to pull away, shrinking in on himself. 

     'I knew this was a bad idea. Why did I tell him. He's gonna break up with me.' Harry thought so deep in despair that he didn't notice Tom yanking him back in. He did however notice, when his raven locks started to grow damp. Looking up, Harry was shocked to find red eyes filled with tears. 

     "How could I be mad?" Tom asked voice cracking. "You aren't weak love.  You have Astraphobia. You're afraid of thunder and lightning. I want to kill those Dursley's for what they did to you." 

      "T-Tom." Harry responded still stunned. Tom just wrapped his arm's further around Harry and held him tight. 

     "Don't be ashamed. I just want to comfort you," Tom pecked Harry on the lips giving the younger male more reassurance. "Please tell me when something like this happens, ok?" 

     "Ok." Harry replied nuzzling himself into Tom's warm embrace. Harry finally knew he was safe, for one of the first times in his life. A happy sigh escaped his lips as Tom kissed him drowning out the sounds of the storm outside. 

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Word Count: 815

Published: June 9, 2020