38 parts Complete MatureThe adults of Wool's Orphanage were completely wrapped around Harrison Peverell's fingers.
They cherished him, dotted on him, gave him extra of everything, even when the Orphanage already had so little.
What they didn't know was that Harrison Peverell wasn't just a boy. He was a boy that got memories of his past life, everyday, through his dreams.
Harrison Peverell was the Master of Death, only, he doesn't know until the day he remembers that he is, which is about 17 years into his second life.
Death is patient with almost everything, but he desperately wants to meet his Master, face to face.
So, turn that 17 years into 5 years.
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Tom Riddle, two years older than Harrison Peverell, was hated and feared at Wool's Orphanage. The only person that didn't hate or fear him was Harrison, who insisted on being called Harry.
Tom didn't know what drew him to Harry, he didn't know why he was so fascinated by the way his jewel like eyes shined with a sharp cunning that no 5-year-old should have, so he avoided Harrison.
He did this for a year, but Harry refused to be ignored.
At age six, Harrison Peverell got the future Dark Lord wrapped tightly around his finger with a simple sentence.
"If you are what is considered to be a freak, than I would rather be with you than be normal and accepted."
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This is a Tomarry Fanfic. It features boyxboy.
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