The Lamb and the Serpent

Tom then leaned over to Orion and whispered. "Who is he?" But Orion merely stared at the boy, then at Tom without answering. But Tom wasn't paying that no mind, Tom’s eyes narrowed as the boy approached the altar, kneeling with careful precision as he presented the lamb to the priest. His movements were calculated yet unpracticed, suggesting a defiance against the rigid traditions forced upon him. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but Tom noticed. There was something raw about him, something untamed beneath the veneer of obedience. Tom couldn’t quite place it, but he recognized the flicker of rebellion, the refusal to fully conform. And that intrigued him. For a brief moment, Tom wondered if the boy’s defiance was born from the same place as his own. Did he chafe against the expectations placed upon him? Did he reject the idea of submission as thoroughly as Tom did? Or was it merely an illusion, a glimmer of individuality that would inevitably be stamped out by the weight of tradition?(This used to be "Les Amitiés particulières." In title, changed it to seem more original, by the tittle though hehe)

Okay I'm pretty excited about this one since Les Amitiés particulières. Is one of my favourite films of all times and now turning it onto one of my OTHER favourite films such as Harry Potter plus a Tomarry fic is too good to pass up! I hope you do enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing this!