"Oh my love," Voldemort sighed. "Aren't you tired of this endless running? You don't look well. All this writhing in the dust like a hunted animal doesn't suit you." Harry struggled against the binds keeping him in place, his breaths coming out in sharps pants as he twisted away from his touch. He's a monster, he reminded himself, forcing himself not to think about how gentle he could be with him. How much he missed his touch. You need to run from him, run far, far away. You are in the middle of a war! "I'm tired of chasing," Voldemort continued, stepping closer to Harry's struggling form. "Of indulging this little game of yours. Let's stop pretending there's anywhere you could run where I would not find you." He paused in front of Harry and knelt down, a hand reaching out to caress his cheek possessively. "Let's stop pretending you want to be anywhere but my arms, hmm?" "Go to hell!" Harry spits, jerking away from his touch. "I'm not yours!" "And that, my love, is where you're wrong," Voldemort said with a crazed smirk. "Nothing, not even death, could keep me from you. You always have and always will belong to me!" |.-.-.-.-.-.-.-| Voldemort had finally won. He defeated the light and gained control over Magical Britain, and in the process, he had lost everything. As he remembers how he met, fell in love with, and ultimately lost Harry Potter, he realizes that in his greed, Voldemort had ruined everything that ever mattered to him. But when new information comes to light, it's a race against time to bring Harry Potter back from the dead and reconcile their relationship or risk losing the love of his life forever... ...Even if it means getting help from what's left of the Golden Trio.

No one thinks to check on Harry Potter after being placed at the Dursley house. No one cares enough to make sure that Harry Potter is safe, loved, and cared for. Now Hogwarts has a new ghost and Severus has taken on the responsibility to guide and care for the broken child since he failed in his duties and promises to Lily Potter to keep her son safe.

Philophobia, ophidiophobia, thanatophobia, laliophobia, maniaphobia.... What do all of these fears have in common? I decided to write about them. A Harry x Voldemort / Tomarry story collection.

I ABANDONED THIS STORY YEARS AGO AND AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON RE-WRITING IT TO THEN FINISH. The new vs old chapters will be labeled. After the war Harry distances himself from everyone, feeling empty. He spends a year in solitude, only writing letters to communicate. When he's finally drawn from Grimuald Place by the Weasleys, Hermione appears at his front door with urgent and unsettling news. Harry realizes the hidden horrors of his years at Hogwarts and, together, with the help of Hermione, the two formulate a plan to redeem it all. Though, when it all goes sideways, Death shows himself to Harry, his master, and offers him a once in a lifetime opportunity. Will he take it? -- 1. THIS IS A SLOW BURN (iykyk) 2. This is NOT smut with plot, it's a whole bunch of plot with some nice innocent romance... well, as if Tom Riddle is anything but innocent or nice... 3. You WILL hate me by the end of this story, sorry not sorry and have fun reading! 😘

Harry meets Voldemort, as a helpless, snakelike baby, on vacation between his third and fourth year at Hogwarts. Although he knows that Voldemort is a terrible and downright evil person, he intrigues Harry. Harry feels compelled to help "baby Mort" and soon begins to question everything he used to see as truth. Tomarry fic! Harry Potter X Tom Riddle/Voldemort