I know | a tomarry fanfiction

The fear of dying

Thanatophobia: The obsessive and unhealthy fear of dying and/or someone you love dying.

Harry's eyes fluttered open and he groaned. He felt weak and the light was making his head pound. He barely had time to breathe before Tom apparated into the room and rushed to his side. He was clearly worried. Tom bent down and gave Harry a kiss on his lips and Harry smiled despite the pain. Harry asked what happened and Tom told him everything as well as relaying the events that had passed when he was asleep. 

They were in leader ship but Weasley still had an army behind him that matched their own so they had to be careful. Weasley had fled the scene with a word of so-called warning 'power will be the end of all who seek it'. Harry let out a laugh but it hurt so he stopped. He tried to get out of bed but Tom stopped him and told him to rest. 

"But I am ruler of the wizarding world now." Harry said with a smirk on his face.

"One of the rulers of the of the wizarding world." Tom said, faking offence. Harry smiled. "I have to go get some work done. I'll be back soon."

"Please stay, Tom." Harry begged, taking his hand.

"You know I can't. I have to work twice as hard now that you're hurt." Tom said, turning to the door. "Get some rest. I'll be back in fifteen hours to get some sleep. I'm going to have to survive off of one hour, but I'll be fine."

Reluctantly, Harry let Tom leave and closed his eyes again, sinking down into the memory foam mattress and letting himself get lost in a world of comfort and happiness. Everything was going to plan and when Harry healed up they would be able to work on this new world together and build it up. Harry fell asleep, his headache pounding even in his sleep.

The next day, after nine hours of sleep, Harry got up and dressed even though he knew Tom wouldn't like it. He spruced himself up and, out of habit, took his pepper up potion. He began to look over plans and add notes to them as well as details and changes that might be nessacary. Tom walked in and rolled his eyes but said nothing. He was just pleased to see that Harry was feeling better. He had the daily prophet in his hands.

"Look." He said, showing Harry the paper. Harry smiled, feeling pleased.

Daily prophet,

2/03/1960 

Dark lord's rise to power

Barty Crouch was found dead and the ministry of magic has been overthrown. Instead of a new minister, the dark lord's are both going to rule over the wizards in a surge of power. Those who defy them will be killed. 

WANTED! RONALD WEASLEY, LEADER OF THE LIGHT! FIND HIM AND BRING HIM TO THE DARK LORDS! THOSE WHO ARE CAUGHT HARBOURING HIM WILL BE PROSECUTED! 

"Perfect! Now all we have to do is find that good for nothing Weasley!" Harry said, getting up and pacing. "You need to use the elder wand."

The elder wand was in possession of Tom but he still preferred to use his wand out of sentiment. The elder wand was stronger but his wand had something about it that he loved. Tom nodded, agreeing that this was the perfect time to harness the elder wands power. But for now, they would rule and practice, not jump into anything. They would let Weasley come to them, or let their death eaters catch him. A few days later, Harry and Tom were planning for another raid when the seekers came in with five people. Tom and Harry were both very interested and put down their things.

"My lords, these people have been saying your names freely. We believe they are followers of Weasley." Said one of the seekers as they presented them. Tom and Harry looked down at them as the seekers threw them to the ground.

"We are not scared to say your names, Morbaar, Voldemort." Said one of them. Harry flicked his wand and they prisoner screamed as agonising pain shot through her. 

"This is what denying your place does to you!" Harry said before killing her. "Now, who else wants to meet a fateful end? Or do you want to tell me were Weasley is?"

Nobody spoke up so Harry began torturing one of them. His screams rattles through the building before he finally spoke saying that when they last saw him he was hunting for something. A horcrux. Harry was outraged, killing them all in seconds before he turned to the seekers and obliviated that days events from their mind so they wouldn't remember what that man had said. 

"FIND RONALD WEASLEY! NOW!" Harry screamed at the seekers. Confused as to how they got there, they left, hurrying to try and find Weasley. Tom waved his wand, clearing the bodies. "I'm going to torture that ignorant -"

"Calm down, my love." Tom said, toying his wand in his hand. 'Massster, they will find Weassssley.' Lilith said, slithering into Harry's shirt to find warmth. Harry was seeing red and he felt like his mind was going to implode. Tom handed Harry a calming draught and even though he didn't want to take it, he did. He needed to calm down if he wanted to think clearly. Harry was terrified. He didn't want either of their horcrux's destroyed. They are what tethered them to the earth.

"I just don't want anything to happen to you or me." Harry said after taking the draught.

"I know, Harry, I know."

AN - Two chapters today! Please leave a comment if you like it!