Harry warily opened his eyes on Valentines' morning.
Seeing as there were no flower petals, sparkly balloons, or god-forbid singing butterflies around his bed, he deemed it safe to crawl out of the covers.
Justin watched him a few feet away, looking very amused. "Expecting something, Harry?"
"It's going to be an interesting day, I'm afraid," Harry said wryly.
Hermione accosted him while he was walking down to breakfast with Cedric.
"What did Marvolo get you for Christmas?" She asked, eyes glinting. "You never said."
"Hot wild sex," Harry automatically deadpanned, causing some nearby Beauxbaton girls to gasp and giggle. Cedric wheezed and Hermione looked at him with an eyebrow raised, only a dusting of pink on her cheeks. "I'm kidding, by the way. Sirius might actually cut his dick off if we have sex before I turned seventeen."
"That's..." Cedric trailed, a bit disturbed.
"Forget I said that," Harry hastily waved it off. "Anyway, he got me a journal."
"A journal?" Hermione blinked, clearly not expecting that answer.
"It's symbolic . We have matching ones with our names engraved and everything."
"Cute," the Gryffindor witch snorted. "So I hope you know that he's doing something extravagant today."
"Ah," Harry stopped in his tracks, finally noticing the unsure looks from the Durmstrang students that flickered between him and a figure a couple of meters away. "I was afraid of that."
"Happy Valentines', Harry," Tom smirked, holding out an enormous bouquet of roses for Harry to take.
"You said you weren't doing anything for me this year," Harry squinted at him. "I knew you were lying, you bastard."
"Now, my love ," Tom grinned down at him, and some of Tom's nearby schoolmates hastily backed off. Harry could see why some people got scared of that toothy predatory grin. "What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't show my affections for you today? You're the sun of my life, after all."
"Oh my god," Harry groaned, the tips of his ears turning alarmingly red. "Sometimes you're so embarrassing ." Even more than Harry was at any given day.
Tom looked smug at that, which was to be expected considering he made it a hobby of turning Valentines' to be a completely embarrassing affair for Harry most lifetimes. Especially when they had an audience like they did now.
"I can't decide if that's cute or terrifying," Ginny said from the sidelines. Ron looked absolutely overwhelmed, probably thinking he would have to match up to that for Hermione.
"I think it's cute," Luna smiled. Draco and Neville shared an uncertain look with each other behind the Ravenclaw girl's back.
Harry reluctantly took the ridiculously sized bouquet from Tom's hands and was already about done with the day when Tom took out a small black box.
"I'm going to kill you if that's a ring -" Harry hissed, though honestly Harry probably deserved it if it was, considering the number of public and tacky proposals he'd given Tom so far.
"I don't have a death wish," Tom dryly said, referring to how Sirius would undoubtedly attempt to strangle him again if he proposed this soon. "I promised you a locket, didn't I?"
Okay, maybe the day wasn't so bad, if only because of the look on everyone's face when Harry walked into the Great Hall with Slytherin's locket (the real, former horcrux one) hanging from his neck. Especially Dumbledore's.
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Full Circle(Tomarry)
FantasyHarry and Tom's souls are tied together. Which is why they're in this endless loop of rebirth. At some point, they stopped caring and just started fucking with people. (slightly crack AU w/ some seriousness) MoD!Harry, kinda soulmates!TMRHP SLASH