THE MORNING BREAKFAST
“Where’s the freak?” Vernon was drinking his beer and watching TV from their living room.
“He’s at The Riddle.” She felt all her energy was draining down for what happened today.
“You what?!” He stood up immediately. “You know we can’t let that freak wonder around. We still need him for his fortune.”
“Will you shut up? I’m so fucking tired right now!” She has a bad day.
The freak was loaded. They need him until he turned eighteen and when the times come they will own the freak’s fortune. Then they will get rid of him afterward.
“You just left him there?” His wife was so stupid. “You even let our precious son gone home alone and went there. And what’s that you’re holding?”
“I did try to get him but Merope stopped me. I’m not that stupid to risk my life. And this ugly cheap bag was an exchange for that freak.” She furiously throws the bag on the floor. “If you want that freak so badly then why don’t you go there and get him.” She storms her way to their room. She had enough already.
“Tsk. Stupid woman can’t even handle a simple fucking job.” He sat down and continued to drink his beer.
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When Harry wakes up once again, he noticed two things: one, his bed is soft and warm, it was weird his bed doesn’t seem like this way. And second, he was sure his cupboard room doesn’t always so bright like this. He slowly sits up and looks around the warm room. Then he realized he wasn’t in his cupboard. The big door suddenly opened and he saw Tom popped his head and smiled at him.
“Good morning, my love.” Tom smiled charmingly at his bride.
“H-hi Tom, good morning.” He greeted Tom nervously. Tom came to Harry and helped him to get off the bed. He tried his best not to pounce at Harry and do something that lovers do (No, wait they’re still kids.)
“Mother and father are waiting for us for breakfast, but first let’s take a bath.” Tom stripped Harry’s shirt in split-off seconds.
“W-wait!” Harry covered his upper body and blushed into a deep red. “I can do it myself.”
“Now, now love, don’t be shy. Let me help you take off your pants and let me see it.” Tom quickly grab Harry’s pants and was about to pull them down.
His father slammed the door so hard that made Harry yelped in surprised and Tom got pissed.
“Stop harassing him you perverted brat and get out.” He was just in time to save his child from the molester.
“Tsk! I’m just helping Harry to get into the bath.” Still pulling down Harry’s pants.
“I’ll take him to the bath.” He walked into the room and pulled Harry away from Tom.
“Hey! You can’t do that! He’s mine old man.” He was about to attack his father. ‘How dare this old man to take his chance away.’
Then suddenly, he was grabbed by the maid and pulled out of the room. Tom tried his best to stay put but the maid was stronger than him.
“Let me go!” Tom just moved forward to his father who was carrying Harry. He put all his weights to his feet while his hands up in the air trying to grab Harry’s back.
“Just get out and help your mother to prepare breakfast.” The maid tried all she could to drag Tom out of the room.
“That must be scary. Did he hurt you?” If Tom did hurt his son, he would not be tolerated.
“No, Mr. Riddle. Tom would never do that.” Harry hurriedly shakes his head. Tom always tells Harry not to hurt him and he always makes sure he's safe.
He smiled at him and before he could talk some more, Tom popped out again while the maid tries her best to pull him back.
“This is not fair!” He shouts while holding the door frame. “I have more rights over him than you! I’m his husband!” Pointing angrily at his father.
Thomas just smirked at him and he held Harry’s head and kissed his forehead gently, teasing Tom even more. Tom just stared at his father ‘This old man just mocks me?’
“You dare?!” Before he could do something, the maid finally dragged him down the hallway. He could do nothing but shout and telling his father that he would pay for this insolence.
“Let’s get you to a bath.” He takes Harry to the bathroom.
He puts him down and prepares the bathtub and filled with warm water for his son. He glances at Harry who was fidgeting. Harry was afraid that Mr. Riddle might be disgusted at the sight of his body that filled with bruises and scars. ‘I’m so ugly right now.’ He sadly thought.
“What’s wrong? Do you need help?”
“Nothing, I can do it myself.” It’s the first time Harry used a bathtub, usually, he takes a bath outside the house and they rarely let him take a bath.
“It’s alright. Don’t worry now.” He smiled at him to ease his worries.
Harry had to agree with him, and then he stripped off the rest of his clothes, feeling very ashamed. He looked at Mr. Riddle who was staring at him with an angry expression, but it wasn’t directed at him. Thomas notice at the child was staring back at him and he quickly smiled charmingly at him. It was true what his wife told him about the bruises and scars Harry had. He was furious at the sight. ‘Those vile creatures just dare hurt his child just like that? I’ll make sure they pay dearly.’
“Come on now, I’ll help you wash your hair.” He lifts Harry and puts him in the bathtub. He put shampoo and gently massages his hair.
All Harry’s nervousness slowly fades away when Mr. Riddle scrubs his hair. It feels nice that someone does your hair. There was once he saw his aunt do this to Dudley. ‘So this is how it felt? It’s nice.’ He felt sleepy and couldn’t help but smile. Thomas looks at his child's reaction and couldn’t help but smile also. ‘I should take him somewhere today.’
Yes, he should start to spoil his beloved child, after all, he deserves everything. If his son asked the world he would gladly give it to him. What kind of a father he is if he can’t even fulfill his son’s wish.
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“What did you do this time?” Merope asked her son who was pouting. The maid dragged him to the dinning table, it was a funny sight to see.
“Nothing!” He insists. “I’m just helping him to take a bath but father came and he thinks I’m going to rape Harry.”
“Oh really? She asked suspiciously at him. “Like this morning when you touch his bum and the other one was touching his front?”
“I was asleep! How would I know I did that?” He defended his self.
“Are you sure you were asleep that time? You were smiling you perverted brat.”
“That means I dreamed something good.” (Yes he was having a wonderful dream about Harry.)
She just shakes her head and preparing for breakfast for her baby and everything should be perfect. Her son was lost from his thought and was drooling. ‘He must think some perverted things.’ She thought.
The door suddenly opened and her husband came in with her baby who was carried. Tom snaps back at the reality when he sees Harry.
“There’s my baby.” She took him from his husband and put him in a chair. She put a plate in front of Harry.
Harry just stares at the food and doesn’t know what to do. He never had breakfast before, all he had was leftovers. The smell of food makes his stomach grumble but he didn’t dare to take anything. ‘Maybe I should wait for them to finish. I hope they left something for me.’ He thought.
Thomas notices that Harry was surely hungry but held his desire to take anything from the table. Then it hit him, he remembers what happened to him during his stay with those pigs. He took a pancake and put it on Harry’s plate.
“Don’t be shy, eat as much as you want.” He smiled at him, encouraging him.
“Is this is fine?” He asked in a small voice. Everyone in the room went still.
“It’s very fine, child. Take whatever you like. No one will stop you.” He put some more food on his plate.
Harry doesn’t know how to use some utensils, so he just used his hands like he usually does when he eats. They just stare at the child who ate hungrily, they were worried at this point. Harry stops eating and he notices that they were staring at him. ‘Maybe I eat like a pig.’ He put down the food back on his plate.
“Don’t you like the food? Do you want something else?” She asked him worriedly.
“I-I think I’m full, thank you for the food.” He was still hungry but he must hold it.
“Are you sure? You ate a little.” Tom said.
Thomas put some food on his plate and start eating with his bare hands. His family gets the clue and doing the same thing he did. Encouraging him that eating with bare hands is not a problem. Harry beamed at this and starts eating once again. They did have a great breakfast.