----Back to 1938, London streets----
Tom's POV
While walking closer to that damned orphanage I saw an abnormal twinkle in the abandoned alley where the other kids used to drag me, well I'm not in a rush to get back and it's not like I have anything to do there so it would be better to check on it now.
I looked around me a bit to make sure no one else noticed it and went further in the alley 'This better not be an ambush from those stupid kids again or I swear I'll make sure they get an injury worse than a twisted arm and slaughtered bunny.' I tiredly sighed 'such horrid stupidity makes my head hurt.'
I stopped to what looked like a dead body and let out a small gasp and checked my surroundings and kneeled down to the small body "hey, hey are you alright?" I lifted his body to my lap so I could get a closer look 'he looks pale and his skin is so cold' I checked his pulse 'good, it seems stable' I guess those medical books are very useful now and again.
I sat down and thought for a bit 'I don't even know this person...' maybe I should just leave him here for his guardians to find him... I've been here for roughly 10 minutes or maybe even more, I studied his face, it was covered by his midnight black hair so I moved it a bit 'he looks so beautiful, the most beautiful boy I've ever seen' his skin is so soft I can't help but caress it softly,
His body looked so fragile and chilly, I hurried to get my coat and whispered "I'm sorry but this is all I have right now" I should wait a bit for him to wake up 'cause if I take him to that awful place they might take him away from me', so I continued to study the state of this child's body...
His skin was pale as snow, his arms are so thin 'if someone were to touch it carelessly it might snap like a twig' I frowned at the thought, his figure didn't look that healthy 'he was clearly not cared of', he stature is quite short and his body is so thin 'that's okay I can feed him' and those big rounded glasses only compliment his beauty and I can only how lovely his voice is,
But who is foolish enough to abandon such perfection 'they are certainly more than foolish', It doesn't matter since they do not know how appreciate such magnificence 'I must do it for them'. "What is your name?"
It is so strange for me, who is known to be so cold-hearted towards others and who knows not how to care for others but himself 'It wasn't my fault it was there's...' Its fine I can live alone, I don't need anyone 'I'm not lonely'.
But to give this child I just saw in an alley my only coat 'even so I don't really feel cold, its- its actually a bit warmer now' I didn't even notice the boy started crying 'I hope you wake up soon'
Harry's POV
Merlin's beard my body feels like the time Professor Lockhart tried to heal me but just made all my bones disappear 'Thank goodness he's gone or I wouldn't be sane anymore.' but why is everything black 'must've blacked out from the ritual.'
I tried to see if I can move my fingers 'seems smaller but that was supposed to happen.' then tried to assess my surroundings before opening my eyes 'wait a minute, why is it so cold?' is it also winter here, cause my face feels like ice.
I know its stupid that I've only now noticed that there was another person with me and I was crying?! 'but why? Why does it hurt so much.' Sobbing, I tried to blink my eyes a little and looked up to the boy who was holding me 'and was kind enough to share his coat'
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