I know | a tomarry fanfiction

The death of power

Summer had started and Harry and Tom stayed in the room of requirements, studying dark arts and studying for their N.E.W.T's and it had been fine for the first two days but on the third day, an unexpected visitor turned up when Harry and Tom were sneaking out of the castle with the invisibility cloak on. They had barely stepped outside of the room. Although they were invisible, Dumbledore noticed they were there and pulled the cloak off of them and confronted them.

"What are you doing here?" Dumbledore said. Tom looked like he was concentrating on something and Dumbledore was looking at him. It was obvious Dumbledore had suspicion they were there otherwise he wouldn't be there in the first place. Dumbledore turned his attention to Harry and looked deep in thought. Harry felt a throbbing pain in his head and noticed the look in Dumbledore's eyes. "You, from the future? You came back so you could rule the world with the man who killed your parents."

"Legilimency." Harry said, embarrassed that he hadn't prepared for such a move. He knew that he would have to practise Occlumency after this. Without warning, Tom changed into his animagus and leaped at Dumbledore, biting his neck. Harry pulled his wand out and fired the killing curse at him but Dumbledore blocked it before shaking Tom off who changed back into himself and holding his wand, firing a disarming spell at him while Harry fired the killing curse at him. Dumbledore dodged both spells. "Catenae ignem!"

Dumbledore fell to the ground, bound by flames. But Dumbledore managed to get out of the bounds with wandless magic. He was a very powerful wizard. Harry and Tom fired and blocked spell after spell. 

"Life in not meant to be hunting for power, but rather finding power in love." Dumbledore said as they duelled. Harry turned into his animagus. charging at Dumbledore and biting his leg. Tom wordlessly fired the killing curse and him and finally Dumbledore was dead, his eyes staring ahead lifelessly. Harry, however, was not entirely happy. With nobody to defeat Grindalwald, he would live for longer and would make it hard for Tom and him to be in top spot. 

"We have to kill Grindalwald." Harry said to Tom. Tom didn't look happy at all but he could tell that Tom had thought about it. Tom was practising some spells on the first year but seemed to look bored of him now that he had stopped reacting. Tom turned around, putting his head in his hands. "You don't want to, do you?"

"It's just that I always thought I could get Grindalwald's followers to join me but if I kill him they wont want to join us." Tom said to Harry. Harry understood Tom's concern. 

"Yes, I understand but he doesn't share our dreams. He wants a world were pureblood wizards rule over muggles and mudbloods were as we want to eradicate them. We have to kill him but... we could make a polyjuice potion!" 

"Alright, we better get to work since those take a month to make. And Harry? Get to work on your occlumency skills." Tom said with a smirk before Tom set to work on the potion and Harry began studying occlumency. He found the best method of practice was meditation where he would go into his mind and put a mental wall around his memories and thoughts.

It was a month before the potion was complete but they still had work to do. They went to Surrey and stunned two muggle men, taking some of their hair and dumping them both in bins were they would either die or, if they were lucky, be found by muggles. They went back to the castle and finished the potion by adding the hairs and the next day they went to where they knew that Grindalwald was. When they drew near, they took their potions, as well as their felix felicis which they had brought with them. They managed to find Grindalwald which was made easy by the liquid luck. He was alone which was just their luck. Also, Grindalwald seemed to be waiting for someone.

"You're late." Grindalwald said, glaring at the pair. His blonde hair had specks of grey in. He clearly thought that Tom and Harry were other people. Harry and Tom apologised and Grindalwald led them to his office were he turned away to grab something from his bookshelf. "I hope that you have news about who killed Albus Dumbledore?"

Tom quickly fired the killing curse at him and he fell to the floor with a thud. Tom took the elder wand that had once belonged to Grindalwald. It was his prize. They fled the scene and the spell began to wear off a little bit later. Harry tripped over and was annoyed. He was supposed to be lucky not unlucky. He turned around to find that he had tripped over a backpack. In the backpack was a wallet with three thousand pounds in. Harry pocketed the money, knowing that it would come in use. 

AN - I'm sorry it's short! After writing 4.5kish words yesterday I guess this is all I could manage.