I need to read more of this 😩
Voldemort is at his absolute weakest and close to death. No more Horcruxes, no followers. Nothing Harry is trying to hunt him down, and wary of how desperate the man is but still not realizing the depth of the mans power, ends up losing to him in simply because the man caught him unaware. Harry thinks this is how he dies, but it isn't to be. Voldemort has learned harry was once his horcrux and in his MADNESS wants to make him one again.
Harry is kicking and screaming and begging Voldemort to stop as he drags some poor victim in to be sacrificed. It does nothing. The true process to make a horcrux is absolute torture to the both of them, but Harry doesn't have Voldemort's desperation.
It is the single most agonizing experience Harry has ever gone through. Voldemort's soul is sewn onto Harry's own (It can fit perfectly after all after the absence of the other one) it is slow and torturous and Harry cries and begs for him to stop until it finally is over, but it is too late. Voldemort, The mad Lord, is holding Harry in his arms like he is the most precious thing in the entire world. He is immortal, and he made sure Harry is too.
With their souls tied together, Harry will never be able to escape the Madness of Voldemort without destroying himself completely.
Tom Riddle
Whenever I draw him I always pick this color palette😔🤌
MERRY CHRISTMAS
the cupboard under the stairs
for the drabble ask:
15."What would happen if I'd kiss you right now?"
Harry looked at him. It was too insane to even consider. “Kiss me? Are you out of your mind?! I don’t even like you.”
“I don’t like you either, you absolute–” Tom stopped himself by taking a deep breath before he could insult him further. “I’m saying, It would get them off our backs. They wouldn’t be worrying about where we snuck off to each night. You can go do… whatever it is you’re up to, and I can do the same.”
“You’ve got to be joking. I don’t trust you,” Harry glared. His eyes darted to the other nosy students pretending to read their books while they tried to listen in on their conversation.
“I don’t trust you either. Consider it mutually assured destruction. If anyone asks where the other is, we just say we were with each other doing… well what couples do I guess. We would only have to keep up the act every few days and the rest of the time we don’t have to speak to each other. Deal?”
It was tempting, but Harry didn’t know if he could say yes. If he did, then he would just be letting Tom get away with some horrendous act and Harry might one day be an accessory to murder.
But if he did, then it would be so easy to sneak off into the forbidden forest and find a way to fix that damn spell so he could go back home. Then he wouldn’t have to worry about it ever again.
“Fine,” Harry whispered harshly. “But don’t go poking into my business.”
“I can only ask the same of you, darling.” Tom’s smile was charming because of course it was. Tom Riddle did not know how to be anything but.
The kiss was not anything dramatic or romantic. A quick peck on the lips was all it too to cause loud gasps and giggles from their onlookers. Harry felt himself blush from the attention and turned his head back to his Herbology homework.
“See,” Tom said with a strange tone in his voice. “That wasn’t so hard was it?
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6'6" Voldemort pissing a 5'6" harry off simply because of all the looming he does, so harry ends up sitting on Ron's shoulders everytime he is in the presence of the dark lord. it always takes an awkward amount of time to get up there but it's worth it to be taller than the guy and prevent him from looming so much
I’ve been reading a lot of Tomarry fanfiction.
OMG I LOVE THESE
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