The Red eyed harry potter stared right into Tom riddles eyes, his eyes sharp and he looked hungry Something was wrong, no - right. and It definitely wasn't good
Tom riddle, Black hair, white skin, and Horrible red eyes...Shadow-like, hypnotyzing, like poison. He was staring at Harry, and harry was staring at him.
Something about him was so familiar (he recognised him)
Tom riddle, as dangerous as he was, stepped towards harry. harry should not have been calm.
In the dark abyss, there was only them. no light, no ron, no hermione, no dumbledore, and no Stupid Umbridge. Only them. And they were together now- (again)
Tom reached out for his horcrux, cupping Harrys chin. Harry didn't resist and his red eyes stared into Toms longingly. Never, had he thought he would see that face, so close to him, in person, moving as a separate entity.
"My Dear..." Tom spoke. "My precious, I have found you." The voice was the same one harry had heard all his life, all his past life. the voice was the same one he wanted to hear talk to him, and beg to him, and torture him.
Harry gave in, there was no point in pretending anymore.
Tom riddles soft dark voice came out of harrys mouth, dripping with handsomeness. "Indeed you have...Did you enjoy my game? now we're here, we can finally be together again." he said. "Let's conquer the world." he whispered.
Toms lips curled into a cruel smile. "Yes...My horcrux, All those who have defied you shall suffer. we shall make them feel pain." He said, his tone cruel, and a tad bit sweet.
His hair black, Like his (lovers) hair. His eyes Red, like his (lovers) eyes. and his tie green. Like his Lovers should have been.
"Are you ready to come with me?" He asked in a soft tone, leaning the harrys head up, holding the younger seeming boy in his arms. asking his horcrux, if it should happen.
Harry smiled, in Toms arms, it was so dark here, but the only darkness he felt was the one he wanted Tom to fill his heart with. "Yes."
And with that, His tie changed into a green as the sound of thunder and lightning strikes whirled.
but this didn't scare him, it never did. he had no reason to be scared, he should be impressed.
Then, the dark abyss faded out, leaving only what was before it had appeared. Now they were standing alone, in hogwarts, But Tom quickly decided to change that, and Apparated them into a room of people, in the great hall. as madame pomfrey turned and gasped, as well did many others.
Tom stopped holding harry and put him down as they were standing on one of the tables in the middle of the room. then, he softly and gently took his hand, and looked at his love. "Are you ready to destroy this place?"
And as in a romantic moment, with people screaming, and fire erupting, and things exploding, everything seemed to be gping in slowmo as the background blurred out. Harry could only focus on Toms voice. And he smiled at his lover, wanted to be there with him, wanted to take over the world with him. "Yes, I am. I've been prepared and Ready since the day I was born." It was true, since the day he was born when he had first looked at himself, he had known, he was in love. And he would do anything for himself.
And to be with himself.
And they both knew, That 'Harry' was not Harry. The boy who lived, had not lived at all.
Harry was dead.
He had died that day, Been murdered by the killing curse. all that remained of him, remained of Tom- Remained in his body, Was that soul pieace.
So now, As he looked up at him with those Avadakedavera green eyes, shining, bright. They both knew.