More than friends?
Harry wakes up with a groan. His head hurts like crazy, and the bright light seeping in through the curtains isn't helping. He throws back the curtains around his bed, looking around the room. Everyone except Ron, who is sleeping, has gone. Harry checks the time: 830 am. He sighs. At least it's a Saturday. Harry gets up and changes into a pair of muggle jeans and one of Dudley's old shirts. He moves to the bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth. He attempts to flatten his hair a bit, but to no avail. He leaves it and decides to wake up Ron, breakfast will only be served for half an hour. He shakes Ron awake.
"Cmon Ron. Get up, or I'll yank you out."
"Come off it, Harry. It's too early- HEY!"
Harry takes out his wand, using Levicorpus to hoist Ron in the air.
"Did you really have to do that?" Ron asks, crossing his arms.
"Yes. And be glad I did, breakfast is only open for half an hour. Get ready, or Im leaving without you."
Harry let Ron fall back to the ground before turning away to the common room. He plops down into a seat by the door, waiting for Ron to hurry up. Soon, Ron stumbles into the common room, telling Harry to hurry up or he'll eat his hand. Harry rushes downstairs, managing to get a quick breakfast in before the food vanished. They found Hermione in the library, covered in books. Surprisingly, Draco's there, too. He tells the pair that Hermione is looking for some tips in Runes, and since Draco is skilled at them, she asked for tutoring. Ron decides to stay, claiming that Runes sound interesting. But both Harry and Draco know that Ron doesn't trust Draco and is looking out for Hermione. Harry waves the group off, deciding to go back to his dorm. He wants to investigate more about the diary. Harry catches Draco's eye, rolling his when Draco winks. He walks back to his dorm, falling onto his bed. He reaches for the diary, deciding to just write to Tom until he enters a memory. He takes out a nuggle pencil that he borrowed from Hermione and starts to write.
Hello Tom. It's me, Harry. I have a few questions about the diary.
Ah, welcome back, Harry. I dont recognise what type of ink you are writing with; it's very scratchy and hard to control. Before we continue, would you mind using normal ink?
Harry rolls his eyes. He puts the pencil away, getting out a quill and an ink pot. He continues writing.
Is this better?
Yes, much better, thank you. So, what questions do you have?
Well, firstly, Im wondering how you knew it was Draco who was writing to you before since he didn't tell you his name?
It was the handwriting. Your handwriting is very different from Draco's, so I instantly knew it wasn't you who was writing. I've seen Lucius's writing, and it's very similar to Draco's, so I assumed that it was Draco's.
I guess that makes sense. Next question. Why was everyone frozen when we visited you last time?
It was a frozen frame. That means it's still a memory but stuck in time. I was only able to move because you two were.
Oh, okay. Could you show me a normal memory then, to compare to the frozen frame?
Sure, prepare yourself.
Harry puts his ink and quill to the side, sitting up on his bed. He suddenly gets dragged through the pages by an invisible hand. As he swirls by, he can see flashes of different memories. Soon enough, Harry is standing in the library with someone gripping his wrist.
Tom smiles as he sees Harry's form. As soon as Harry is moving, Tom pulls him to a small section in between some shelves. He sits down, watching Harry's every move. He is really quite cute when curious.
"Why are we in the library again?" Harry asks, frowning slightly.
Tom chuckles.
"Because it's the only place where it's not suspicious for a Slytherin and a Gryffindor to be together. Anywhere else, and people would be waiting for a fight. Here, it just looks like we're researching something." He replies, smiling wider when Harry looks around.
"So, what do you want to see? I'll take you anywhere." Tom asks, waiting for the silent Gryffindor to say something.
"Uhh, I dunno. What's different here than it is in the future?" Harry asks, keeping his voice low.
"Not a lot of things, but there will definitely be some changes. Should we take a walk and find out?" Tom asks, getting up from his seat.
Harry shrugs and ducks his head as they walk out. Some students give them weird looks, but most just ignore them, assuming they are siblings.
"Lets hope we dont run into any of my friends, or dorm mates. They've never seen you before, so it will raise some suspicion." Tom says, looking around a corner before leading the way out to the grounds.
They continue walking towards the lake, glancing behind them every few minutes. Harry looks around, and Tom notices that Harry sees some changes.
"Hagrid's hut isn't there," Harry says.
This makes Tom stop in his tracks. Hagrid? Rubeus Hagrid? The boy who just got expelled, thanks to Tom?
"Rubeus Hagrid?" Tom asks.
"Yeah, he's the gamekeeper, and he lives in a hut just outside the forest- oh! I forgot he got expelled. You probably knew him, didn't you?"
Tom nods, deciding not to mention that he was the reason Hagrid was expelled. They continue walking, Harry coming to stop every so often to say that something is different. Soon enough, they reach the lake just as the sun starts to set. They walk back to the castle, chatting all the way there. At the gates, Tom hesitates to send Harry back. He doesn't want Harry to return. He stalls till they reach the library, going back to the nook they started in. Tom sits down, Harry sitting beside him. Tom turns to Harry, subtly trapping him between the wall and himself. Harry swallows, clearly noticing the confinement.
"Are you ready to go back, Harry?" Tom asks, his breath tickling Harry's cheek.
Harry shivers; he's never been this close to anyone but Draco. Tom leans in, locking his eyes onto Harry's. Harry nods, wanting to return. Tom smiles, leaning even closer so that they were centimeters away from each other. Harry's throat goes dry, he knows where this is heading. Tom's eyes sparkle, glinting mischievously. Harry tries to back up, but his back hits the wall. Tom moves in then, pressing his lips against Harry's. Harry doesn't move, just wanting the moment to be over. Tom presses harder, slightly biting into Harry's lip. Harry whimpers, trying to pull away, but to no avail. Tom finally pulls away, licking his lips as he gets up. He opens the diary, flipping to the current date. He moves back over to Harry, who is frozen in his seat. Tom smiles softly, making Harry stand up. He sends Harry off with the empty hope of seeing Harry again. Harry nods, not agreeing, and vowing never to come back. Harry appears in his room, on his bed, diary in hand. He slams the diary shut, chucking it under his bed. He needs to find Draco. Harry checks the time: 12 pm. Everybody would be at lunch. Harry stands, his legs shaky. He slowly makes his way through the hall, towards the Great Hall. He enters, seeing Hermione sitting at Gryffindor table, chatting to Ginny. Harry sits down, biting a few things before heading to the library with Hermione, who said Draco will continue to help her in Runes this afternoon. Harry gets a book about Divination out, not reading it as he waits for Draco. After a few minutes, Draco joins them.