let me go, hold me close (tomarry)

"Onwards," Dumbledore had said.

Harry thought Onwards meant towards his lost family. And he had wanted that bad.

Onwards it is, he decides in one moment and finds himself seated in a moving train in the next.

Harry assumed it would take him to his lost family, -and it did. It did, dont get him wrong.

But it didn't really. He walks out onto the platform when it stops and he wakes up as a crying newborn fresh out of Lily....and there goes the rest of his life.

Except, he had been totally unprepared for how empty this new and strange life felt, so totally different from his old one and yet still so much the same. When he'd realized there would be no Lord Voldemort coming in for afternoon tea and a quick Avada Kedavra or two on his first birthday or anytime after, he had sighed in what he's sure was relief and certainly not disappointment he tells himself.

And then, THEN, in fifth year, he finally meets Tom fucking Riddle of all people, and its as a little baby first year.

And when he feels his heart beat fully for the first time he bravely (foolishly) decides to try his best.

So it ends, as it always does, with love and happiness.

(Or does it)

Oh eventually I suppose.

(This is a repost from Ao3 under the same name. Originally written for and inspired by user AGlassRoseNeverFades on Ao3. Their fic, Aurora Polaris, is literally the best Tomarry fic ever. Check it out <3)