#tom/harry

[awyeahitssam]

Harry never imagined the effect him getting a boyfriend would have on Riddle.

Tom gritted his teeth. “If you’re going to be childish, Harry—“

“Me?” Harry demands. “You asked me to invite Damien! I was fine continuing our dinners as usual, but you insisted—and you’ve been nothing but rude to him all night!”

“He’s not worthy of you!” Tom spat at last. “Can’t you see that? He might’ve been clever enough to craft some spells and have a duelling championship or two under his belt, but you are beyond him.”

“How?” Harry demands, flushed and panting, now, and Merlin Tom just wanted to grab him by the throat, pull him closer and—

“Your magic eclipses him. Your talent eclipses him.” Your beauty, thinks Tom. Your smile; your smarts.

Yet Harry rolled his eyes. “Well if I’m picking my partner based on how powerful their magic is, that would really only leave me with one viable option, wouldn’t it Tom?”

“Yes,” he hissed, taking a step closer. “Me.”

“Dumbledore,” Harry says at the same time, and then smiles at the look on Tom’s face. “Joking—it was a joke—” he laughed and sputtered, face flushing beautifully.

Tom leans in and kisses him quiet.

#Tom Riddle/Harry Potter #tom/harry #my writing #snippet

[mishqua]

Harry- *touching Tom's chest and whispering* I can see your soul, Tom. It is still there.

Tom- *filled with sin but swaying closer to this sunshine* - Really?

Harry- Yeah. It is that dark thing covered in slime, isn't it?

#a heartbreaker harry who is verh straightfoward #a tom who takes everything seriously #hm maybe necromancer harry a #tom be like no thats my lungs after decadef of smoking #tomarry #harry potter #harrymort #tom riddle #tom/harry #lvhp #mishqut drabble

[vivantesopales]

so i made a tomarry rec list to convert my mutuals🍷

or: 10 fics i adore and the potion ingredients they taste of

What He Grows To Be | M, 260k | @k-s-morgan

A story of trust, remorse and the darker aspects of love. It is premised on one of the most beloved tomarry tropes – 'Harry time travels back to raise Tom' – and so Tom is given the chance to unlearn his frankly disastrous sense of entitlement and ultimately, to be reshaped by empathy and forgiveness. WHGTB is the perfect fic to get into tomarry if you're not quite sure what to expect from this ship, still wondering what their dynamic might look like, etc.

love is touching souls (surely you touched mine) | M, 34k | @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger

An accident takes Harry back to the winter of 1945, where he immediately captures the interest of a fresh-out-of-Hogwarts, not-yet-beyond-saving Tom. Their dynamic is deliciously intense from the start, with Harry being his usual sassy, dorky self that leaves Tom equally infuriated and intrigued. And Tom's arc, likewise, is beautifully crafted. Conversations about redemption, about remorse, are layered, thoughtful. Expect hurt/comfort, domestic softness, a devastating cliffhanger and an ending that will gently put you back together like a forehead kiss.

As Is The Father, So Is The Son | E, 4.5k | @this-is-your-heichou-speaking

An a/b/o royalty AU in which Tom (the Prince) is practically obsessed with Harry, who happens to be an omega boy from his father’s harem. This is undoubtedly one of the hottest smuts I’ve ever read, featuring lush prose, unapologetic, dub-con/non-con elements and an interesting take on “dark slutty Harry”. tl;dr: mind the tags; stay hydrated 💦🍆

breaking in through open doors | T, 1.4k | Brooding_Aunt

A unique, haunting read that is perfect for spooky seasons. Horror masterpiece. Goosebumps guaranteed. I won’t spoiler much but I urge you to give emo girl Harry a go (it makes a terrifying lot of sense in the context of the storytelling, I swear), and let her narrative haunt you.

Thirst | E, 27k | @obsidianpen

(Sexy) mind games with Horcrux!Tom …. Will he be motivated enough to let Harry out of the Lestrange Vault before Voldemort arrives? Another dark, chilling fic in which both Harry and Tom have their own weaknesses that the other seeks to explore, and hopefully to take advantage of, as they grapple for survival.

Memento Mori | E, 49k | @purplewitch156

Every time Harry dies, instead of boarding the train that will take him to the Afterlife, to his family, he chooses to return to the living world with Tom, who is unable go on. Four Lives, two idiots, one love story. There’s humour, there’s action, heartwarming moments and heartbreaking ones … basically, be prepared for all the feels that will take forever to recover from.

Wake From a Dream | T, 2.6k | @duplicitywrites

Cats and domestic tomarry (I am so ridiculously weak for this). Duplicity’s writing is gorgeous in that, within a smallish word count, we are given a glimpse of something profound, something vulnerable, subtly tucked into the lovely little interactions and the intimacy Harry and Tom share.

Hmm | G, 6.4k | Wolven_Spirits

‘Harry is a hummingbird animagus. Tom opens a flower shop just to attract his attention.’ That’s the fic summary – need I say more🥺?? There’s something so gentle and evocative (but also undeniably Slytherin) about Tom’s decision to devote himself to his flowers, to creating a safe space for Harry. Florist!Tom supremacy, is what I’m saying.

Man Down | T, 5k | @classlesstulip

It’s tagged as Mafia AU, but in all honesty this fic is, I must say, ‘Ghibli in gangster’s suit’ (affectionate). It’s hilarious (I genuinely laughed out loud quite a few times throughout the story), super adorable, and everything that makes a lovely pick-me-up fic.

What Happens In Vegas | E, 14k | @dividawrites

Sexy, decadent and intrinsically tomarry, this fic became an instant fave a few paragraphs in. Tom is super chaotic and his characterisation is perhaps one of the best I’ve ever read. Featuring a delicious age difference, thirsty brat Harry, DADA Professor Riddle (yes please) and size kink hello🥵 – all that executed through Divida’s sharp, witty writer’s voice! Really, Vegas is the ultimate dream.

#tomarry #tom riddle #harry potter #tomarry fanfiction #tom/harry #tomarry recs #hp fic rec #tomarry fic #tomarry au #opal's library

[isalisewrites]

SUMMARY:

“Harry Potter.” The cold burrowed into his flesh, the scent of cloying death and molding earth clogged his senses.

“The Boy Who Lived.”

A strange sense of loss and disappointment rose within him. That brilliant, yet cruel boy could’ve been so much more if he’d not stepped down this bloodied path.

Terrible, but great. He pitied this creature.

“Come to die.”

Harry Potter faced the flash of green light with the bravery of a Gryffindor and the broken heart of a Hufflepuff.

—

When Death gives Harry a third option, one that can save everyone he ever cared about, he takes it unflinchingly. Even when that means doing the impossible: falling in love with the enemy, Tom Riddle.

—

TWENTY EXCERPT:

The silence was more painful than the glass in his knees.

Harry sighed. “We need to talk,” he whispered.

“About?”

He didn’t look at him. Harry ran a hand through his hair, wincing as he felt scabs of congealed blood break from his scalp. “Please, Tom,” he said, exhaustion in his tone. “I don’t have the energy for games.”

Tom still didn’t face him; he crossed his arms. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Isn’t there?”

Tom’s arms tightened around his chest.

“We can’t do this again,” said Harry softly. “We can’t get to this point again.”

“We’d have avoided this if you’d been respectful and just kneeled like you were supposed to in your initiation to the Knights.”

Harry inhaled, trying to remain calm. “I already told you: I will not kneel.”

“You were insulting,” said Tom, his voice a wounded whisper. “And you snubbed my authority. The balance of power in Slytherin is fragile—you have no idea. Any sign of weakness and they’re on you like sharks at the first sign of blood in the water. And you threatened that balance of power.”

Harry sighed, ragged and hoarse. “First of all, no. I wasn’t trying to be insulting. Second of all, you treated me like shit and I wasn’t gonna have it. Respect goes both ways, you know.”

His scar burned hotter.

“You should’ve gone along with it and taken your concerns to me afterwards.”

“I’m not some servant!”

“It’s not like that—You shouldn’t have fought me on it in front of the others.”

“And you shouldn’t have pushed Monty in retaliation!” snapped Harry.

Tom inhaled sharply, chest rising in a deep protest when he stopped, breaking Harry’s gaze. “That,” he said with a low hiss. “That…” But he trailed off, his arms flexing in their grip. His jaw clenched.

They stood there, backs slightly turned to each other, both with their arms crossed in front of their chests. Tight. Closed off. The silence burned. Harry glanced over his shoulder at Tom, staring at that impenetrable form. It was like a wall, a barrier, a fortress he couldn’t breach.

After all of this… and I still can’t get through to him? Is this all fruitless? Have I sacrificed everything and everyone in vain? Have I failed? Can I not save Tom Riddle from himself?

His heart shattered.

The scar burned fiery hot, a blaze flickering to life. Harry cried out, clutching his scar as the old wound tore open. Blood pooled down his forehead.

‘You are the most ridiculous, aggravating…’

“Harry?” said Tom, turning around.

‘Such an emotional child…’

A voice echoed in his head, one all too familiar. 

‘You always have been…’

#terrible but great #tom riddle #harry potter #tomarry #tomarry fanfic #tomarry fanfiction #tom/harry #harry potter/tom riddle #fanfic #fanfiction #hp #hp fanfic #hp fanfiction #harrymort #tomarrymort #mywriting

[maeglinyedi]

Chapter 22 of Between Thought and Reality is up!

Harry/Tom

Harry's life post final battle isn't what he expected it would be, and then he dies, just like that.

He gets a second chance but forgets to read the fine-print, and ends up somewhere in the distant past while his body suddenly looks quite differently.

Now he's stuck as a teenager attending Hogwarts again, where he encounters an old enemy, and surprise, it's not Tom Riddle. All Harry has to do now is survive long enough to build a life for himself that's actually worth living.

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter/tom riddle #tomarry fanfiction #harry james potter #harry potter series #harrymort #tom/harry #tom riddle/harry potter #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle #tomarry #time travel #finally #finally an update

[ariarinko]

Would you like to hold hands today?

#tomarrymort #tomarry #tom x harry #tomharrymort #harry potter #harrymort #tmrhp #tom marvolo riddle #tom/harry #fanart #ari's art #my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #illust #illustration

[bumblingbabooshka]

yoooooo what do u think about tom and harry?

they are my little wet pathetic excuse of a man (non derogatory)

I like them! I don't think about them at all really bc my shipping mind for Voyager is only ever really occupied with b/7 or ships that involve Tuvok but here we go!

For Tom & Harry I think they're the kind of ship where I'd never read any fanfiction* for them bc I have a very specific type of characterization that makes it work for me wherein Tom is this sort of pathetic loser trying desperately to seem cool and Harry actually is cool sort of effortlessly even though he's kind of a nerd too. Harry is like everything Tom's dad would have wanted Tom to be and I'm sure that factors into their relationship somehow. Tom's weird jealousy around Harry and the girls Harry's into is interesting. Harry being an optimist and wanting desperately to go home while Tom is more prone to pessimism and doesn't care about going home or not because "What I have here is better than anything I ever had before" is interesting. You can see how different their lives are because of that outlook. Tom is honestly consistently more interested in Harry than he ever is in B'Elanna. He always wants to do things with Harry, he wants Harry to be there for everything he wants Harry to say they're best friends, he breaks into his quarters in the middle of the night, he's wild. I can absolutely imagine Tom thinking about Harry like 24/7 whereas Harry thinks about Tom a normal amount. They would have such a long stage where neither made a move because Tom is fighting his internalized homophobia with a baseball bat and Harry doesn't think Tom's into him. Harry tells Tom he's bisexual (Harry has been out for years) and Tom reacts immediately with the "Are you into me???" thing and Harry's like "=_= No." and Tom's like "KIDDING!!! Don't be such a wet blanket, Kim~!!" hard cut to him lying awake at night. Why isn't he into me????? Why???? His jealousy increases tenfold. If Harry's into guys and he likes me then why isn't he INTO me what is it ABOUT me??? No B'Elanna I can't go on a date with you I have to write a Very Telling Captain Proton episode. Eventually (after like a month of weirdness) Harry's like "Tom. What is this??? Are YOU into ME??" and Tom's like "NO!!! Are you kidding me??" smashcut to Tom lying awake at night. Am I into Harry???? Oh my God am I into Harry??? Tom is terrible at sex. However I can imagine him being much more romantic with Harry than he was with B'Elanna - just bc he thinks about him more. Very elaborate date ideas which he spends a lot of time thinking of. Harry's like "I would have been fine with just a regular dinner" <- He's laughing, he thinks its fun. While Tom's like "This IS a regular dinner...in a recreation of your favorite concert hall as a celebration of your recital for that new composition you wrote. By the way, there's a competition for best clarinet player and I have a feeling you're gonna win ;)" I think they'd work well together. I can see them breaking up after Voyager but still being good friends OR them breaking up and getting back together a few times. Tom has a lot of self-esteem issues which I think could lead to jealousy, cheating-y behavior (Ex: Trying to make Harry jealous bc Harry was talking to someone and Tom thinks Harry might like that person more Read: Tom doesn't think he deserves Harry and that it's a foregone conclusion that Harry will leave him) or an excessive need for reassurance (Ex: "Jokes" about how Harry will leave him) which I think Harry would be annoyed by even though he'd of course try to be understanding and patient and talk things out. Tom hasn't shown himself to love emotional vulnerability. Like B'Elanna said, "You act like nothing affects you and turn everything into a joke." Harry seems more mature than that so I'm sure that sort of behavior would wear on him after awhile.

Harry blows Tom's mind the first time they have sex and Tom blabs about it the first chance he gets. Goes directly to sickbay for just this purpose. Doc: Do my visual processors deceive me or is Tom Paris actually arriving on time to his duty shift? Tom: [with the most pep one can have in their step] You might need to check my back doc I'm pretty sure the golden boy blew it out last night. *I think fanfics for them would just make Harry a woobified 'gosh you're so cool Tom' softboi virgin and Tom a rugged top who's great at sex which is wrong. Tom is terrible at sex. He's never ate a woman out, he's never been pegged, he only makes his partner finish like half the time if we're being generous and he's out like a light after he's done. You don't have to do the first two to be good at sex those are just other true facts about Lieutenant Tom Paris.

#Tom/Harry #Q&A #I hope this was ok anon v_v #WARNING: I mention sex in this one #st voyager #OOOHHH fuck....and the 'Harry saves Tom's life' theme #literally and non-literally Harry saves Tom's life time and time again

[winterdeath81]

HARRYMORT FANFIC

I'm Starving, Darling (Let me put my lips to something) by winterdeath81

fandom: Harry Potter. | Explicit.

summary:

Harry thought for a long time he didn't like kissing until he finds that he doesn't mind doing it with Voldemort.

word count: 1,203 / Characters: Harry Potter, Voldemort.

Link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50941669

Tags:

Kissing, Trans Harry Potter, Trans Voldemort, Dry Humping, Simultaneous Orgasm, Harry Potter is a Horcrux, Snake Like Voldemort, Kinktober 2023

#kinktober #harrymort #tomarrymort #lvhp #tom marvolo riddle #tom/harry #harry james potter #harrymort fanfiction #harrymort fic #harrymort fanfic #ao3 fanfic

[altumvidetur]

I wasn't really honestly shipping Paris X Kim, but I watched The Chute yesterday and now I've gone through fourteen pages of fanfiction in the ship tag

#star trek voyager #harry kim #tom paris #kimris #tom/harry #paris x kim #send help #thanks for the gif irresponsibear

[ravenclawcumlaude]

Down Bad is Tom Riddle/Harry. Discuss.

#I’m not even a shipper #it’s the only pair that made sense #humiliation kink Harry #tom riddle #harry potter #tom/harry #the tortured poets department #taylor swift #ttpd

[willofhounds]

My soul

The next morning came too quickly. Harrison shrunk his trunk and placed it in a robe pocket. All the seventh years had to meet up outside of the Great Hall where they would take the boats back across Black Lake. The cold misty morning made it difficult for them to see. Unfortunately for Harrison he was unable to escape Tom who dragged him onto a boat. They were put in groups of two instead of four that the first years were put in.

When they were far enough from the others not to be overheard Tom said, "I've accepted that you will leave. I don't like it but I understand if I keep pushing you to stay you will just leave without saying anything."

"Tom," breathed Harrison his green eyes widening in surprise.

He hadn't expected that honestly. If anything he expected Tom to fight him for every step of freedom he took. Tom wasn't looking at him but instead his entire focus was out towards the lake.

Something in him softened and he agreed quietly, "Okay, Tom. I swear to you, I will come back."

Silence echoed around them. Harrison had to wonder what caused this? Did he really think Harrison wouldn't come back? Their arguments in the beginning had been bad sure. But that stopped during Yule when they finally found a common ground. Their ability to speak parseltounge. Distant cousin and slow to become friends but Tom had spent the summers with Harrison rather than at the Orphanage.

Quieter so that even Tom couldnt hear him he vowed, "I will come back."

Unbeknownst to him, magic sealed the vow. There was no time limit but the need to return would always be there. One day.

#harry potter #lord slytherin tom riddle #tom/harry #tomarry #lord Peverell harry #Peverell family #my writing #snippets #commissioned story

[awyeahitssam]

Harry/Tom; Broken Promises + Pillow Forts, unresolved angst. Weirdly soft for them.

Harry may love his boyfriend, but he was also the first to admit that Tom Riddle was a stubborn prick.

They had been dating for seven months - fighting for longer - and, naturally, Yule was no different. They spent the majority of the day schmoozing at Black manor, Harry having allowed Tom to use his political position as both the Potter and Black heir to score an invite. It was a dreadfully boring and headache inducing affair, especially because Tom abandoned him several times to whisper his plans for World Domination into the ears of enthralled purebloods.

And now that they were back home, Tom was refusing to honor his end of the deal.

“We’re both exhausted, Harry,” he sighed, replacing a stiff dress shirt with soft cotton. “Another time.”

Harry doubted that. Plus, it was important to watch today. When Harry was young and Lily alive, every Yule had been spent on this very couch, bundled under blankets with a mug of hot chocolate and Christmas specials playing.

“We just spent most of the day playing politics because you wanted to, Tom, something I only agreed to because you promised we would do this tonight.”

“We left early because you said you were exhausted,” Tom rebutted. “Which means you need sleep, not to watch muggle Telly programs.”

“Fine,” Harry snapped, pulling Mrs. Weasley’s annual sweater over his head to conceal his hurt expression until he could get it under control. “Do what you want, but I’m watching this.”

Tom didn’t have family traditions. He didn’t have family. So it was understandable that he didn’t know how important this was to Harry.

But Harry had watched these with Remus once his mother died, and doing it alone, now that they were both gone, felt wrong.

Not that he had ever truly explained the importance of this to Tom. His lover probably thought of it as a silly whim, a favor. Perhaps he just detested muggles too much to care how his turnabout would affect Harry, and had never been planning to watch at all. It did rather sound like him.

Harry curled into a ball at the edge of the sofa and twisted his wand. Pillows zoomed from every room of the house, blankets floating behind them, and Harry heard a grunt as Tom -- presumably -- dodged one as they piled around him, building a fort that made him feel more cozy and less alone.

“Harry,” Tom hissed, in that all-too-familiar tone of frustration.

“What?” Harry snapped, turning on the Christmas special. His chest felt tight and he could feel his eyes welling with stupid, traitorous tears he refused to let fall. There was a pause, and then a blanket was pushed aside, allowing Tom to peer into his fort.

He was frowning, but it was more concerned than annoyed, and Harry looked away quickly. Not quickly enough, it seemed, because Tom sighed heavily and stepped into the fort, gently grasping his cheek.

“What is it, darling?”

Harry shrugged, pulling out of Tom’s grasp.

“Nothing,” he said through a dry throat. “I don’t like it when you make me promises you have no intention of keeping.”

Tom tensed, but didn’t deny his claim. “You’re typically not so upset.”

Harry turned to face him, anger only making the tears stronger. “Just because I don’t say it doesn’t mean I don’t feel it,” he snapped. “As much as you hate liars, it’s interesting what you’ve become, isn’t it?”

But Tom did not snap back, or fly into a pique as he was wont to do when Harry criticized him. Instead, he crouched down before him with a frown, hesitantly touching his knees. “I’ve truly upset you,” he noted, then offered, “I’ll stay. We can watch the program together.”

Harry grimaced, pulling away from the tentative touch. “I don’t want you here if you don’t want to be here,” he said, heart panging. “Why don’t you go back to Malfoy’s? I know he was talking about the after-party half the night.”

But Tom only frowned at him. “I’m not leaving,” he said. “You’re upset with me.”

Harry’s chest tightened. “When has that ever stopped you from leaving in the past?”

“Well, if you would just tell me instead of expecting me to know!” Tom snapped. “I’m trying here, Harry!”

“Maybe I need time,” Harry returned, just as fiercely though his own voice was quiet. “I don’t have to tell you everything, Tom, and I’ll tell you nothing before I’m ready to. I had your word that you would do this with me. Excuse me for believing that would be enough.”

From the fleeting expression on Tom’s face, a punch might’ve landed gentler. Neither of them trusted easily. Tom, because he’d never had reason to trust. Harry, because his faith had been broken so many times in the past.

#oh no #what's this? #my writing #tom riddle/harry potter #Tom/harry #harry/tom #angst my dear #it's angst #but like #swoft angst

[mishqua]

The one thing about tomarrymort is they don't take affection for granted. They were nemeses. Orphans. Abandoned and forsaken once. It wasn't just food they were craving. It's emotions too. And when they are together-

They always take the littlest smiles as a great victory, the slightest touch as nirvana. The kiss is the apex of all emotions. So innocent and beautiful with how often blood and torture is part of their lives. It's so damn adorable and considering how often in fanfics and irl- people are take affection, love or anything positive as it is, without reciprocation, breaks my heart.

So yea I love to swim in this love that gives aa much as it takes.

#i adore them #love these two touch starved hungry as hell boys #they werent just starved of food #but also love #tomarry #harry potter #harrymort #tom riddle #tom/harry #mishqut drabble

[vivantesopales]

tomarry is when god complex meets saviour complex send post

#the true disaster/disaster ship lmao #go read whgtb and you'll understand what this is about #my blog ain't even about tomarry by this point #it's about whgtb babes #tomarry #harry potter #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #hp fandom #tom/harry #tom riddle x harry potter #opal muses

[isalisewrites]

SUMMARY:

“Harry Potter.” The cold burrowed into his flesh, the scent of cloying death and molding earth clogged his senses.

“The Boy Who Lived.”

A strange sense of loss and disappointment rose within him. That brilliant, yet cruel boy could’ve been so much more if he’d not stepped down this bloodied path.

Terrible, but great. He pitied this creature.

“Come to die.”

Harry Potter faced the flash of green light with the bravery of a Gryffindor and the broken heart of a Hufflepuff.

—

When Death gives Harry a third option, one that can save everyone he ever cared about, he takes it unflinchingly. Even when that means doing the impossible: falling in love with the enemy, Tom Riddle.

—

TWENTY-ONE EXCERPT:

Newt conjured some plain robes for Tom to wear after his healing. He took a deep breath, surveying the damage to the boy’s trousers and robes. He lifted his wand slightly. “May I?” he asked gently.

Tom slowly gave his consent.

Newt vanished his trousers and dress shirt, leaving him only in his knickers. Tom refused to make eye contact now, pale cheeks growing pink. His jaw clenched; his hands tightened in their grip, knuckles white.

Bloody hell.

Bruises, cuts, splinters, glass, burns, blood - so much blood. Thoughts failed him. He started at the boy’s knees; congealed blood coated his skin, glass glinting through torn flesh. Newt went to work, dropping to his own knees. A wordless cushioning charm saved them from the hard stone floor. Tension coiled around Tom, but after a few minutes, his muscles relaxed and his breathing grew even. Occasionally, he flinched with a near inaudible hiss of pain as Newt removed a particular difficult piece of glass. Once the last of the glass was removed, he stitched the flesh back together with magic and vanished the blood.

That was just the boy’s knees.

“Lie on your stomach, please,” whispered Newt.

Tom obeyed.

Thank Merlin he didn’t find any wounds on the boy’s backside. Newt didn’t think that would’ve gone well… There wasn’t a lot of glass embedded in his lower back; however, he had a lot in his upper shoulders and the back of his head. Newt continued his ministrations, removing all foreign objects, healing the cuts, and vanishing the blood. It was tedious, slow work, but Tom didn’t make a single complaint.

Were they rolling around on shattered glass?

It was hard not to notice the old belt marks on the boy’s lower back. Some marks were about a decade old, other marks younger than that. Just from analyzing the scars, it seemed that the beatings stopped at around age nine or so. There was also a faded burn scar that was in the center of Tom’s back that spread out into smaller scars. It had the pattern of scalding water being poured onto his back. 

Newt’s heart broke.

He cast another diagnostic charm, parchment materializing as it recorded data on Tom’s internal state. His lips pursed together. He missed a lot since it’d been so chaotic in the Headmaster’s office. Tom’s lungs had been punctured recently and his internal organs had been crushed. Something had fallen on him. Harry said a chandelier. Tom shouldn’t have been able to walk to the office. By all counts…

He should be dead.

#terrible but great #tom riddle #Harry Potter #tomarry #tomarry fanfic #tomarry fanfiction #tom/harry #harry potter/tom riddle #fanfic #fanfiction #hp #hp fanfic #hp fanfiction #harrymort #tomarrymort #mywriting

[maeglinyedi]

Yes, I'm still alive and I come bearing gifts. I needed a bit of a break, as I usually do after I've spent a few months writing. But this fall my seasonal depression reared its ugly head worse than usual and put me on my arse for a few months. After some much needed rest and an adjustment of my meds I'm feeling more like a human being again, thankfully. I've started writing a new chapter for Lives Lived and Lives Lost and I'm offering you all a preview as a thank you for being so patient with me. I hope to finish it and post it in the next few days.

Life # 21: That time Harry and Tom were Holmes and Watson

Tom got his memories back the usual way. He met Harry while his friend Mike introduced them at St Bart’s.

Of course, what was different this time around was that Harry introduced himself as Sherlock Holmes with a tiny yet insufferable smile. And then he promptly showed off by metaphorically undressing Tom where he stood as he summed up detail after detail about Tom’s life that he couldn’t possibly know.

Tom slowly closed his eyes. Harry was Sherlock Holmes and Tom was John Watson. Or some modern version of them, at any rate.

How did these lives even get chosen? Who decided what sort of people they were going to be life after life? The previous life they’d been a couple of dog groomers, for fuck’s sake, living a peaceful life in Austria until they died of natural causes while they were well into their eighties.

And now they apparently were the world’s most famous detective along with his faithful sidekick.

Before he could stop it, a sharp pang of envy coursed through Tom’s body, leaving a sour trail in its wake.

Tom should have been Sherlock Holmes. Not Harry the bumbling Gryffindor. Tom was the consummate Slytherin. Tom was always the clever one, no matter what sort of life they led. That’s not to say that Tom as John Watson was stupid. Not at all. Tom in is current itineration was plenty smart. He was a medical doctor, after all. But he wasn’t Sherlock Holmes levels of smart and that stung, no matter that Tom didn’t want to ever feel envious of his soulmate.

Harry announced that Tom could be his roommate and told him to come to 221b Baker Street before giving him a cheeky wink. And then he was gone and Tom was left staring into space in complete shock.

“Yeah,” Mike said with a knowing smile. “He’s always like that.”

Something told Tom he’d be spending most of his time this life trying to save Harry from himself. No matter what kind of life Harry led, he was always the impulsive one. Combine that with a newly acquired genius level intellect and an unstoppable need to solve every interesting crime that came his way and it didn’t take the world’s most famous detective to deduct that Harry was going to get himself killed sooner rather than later.

Oh fuck. If there existed a Sherlock Holmes and a John Watson in this world, there also had to be a James Moriarty. Sherlock Holmes’ arch-nemesis and reportedly at least equally as intelligent. And in every single fictional story starring Sherlock Holmes that Tom had ever read, Moriarty always, always wanted to destroy Sherlock Holmes. 

Yeah, this version of Moriarty was going to be in for a bit of a surprise, because this Sherlock Holmes had a former Dark Lord on his side, determined to keep him safe. Tom squared his shoulders and said a quick goodbye to Mike. There was no time to waste. Harry could be landing himself in a world of trouble right at that moment without Tom to keep him safe.

Tom had been a genius once upon a life. Granted, he’d used that genius intellect to turn himself into a magical mass-murderer while valiantly trying to rule the entire world, consequences be damned. But that experience might serve him well enough to predict what a criminal mastermind like Moriarty might plan to see Harry end up in an early grave.

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