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Here's more. :flowersmile:
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“That bastar*d lived.” Tom spoke quietly as he looked around the room. “Had he died then my father wouldn’t have had the means to return. Had that bastar*d just died it would have been over. None of this would be happening. I wouldn’t have a destiny to fulfill. I wouldn’t have any destiny at all.”
Tom looked at Lily’s frightened face and let out a bitter laugh. “Look at you, scared of me. It seems you have none of your father’s bravery… or foolishness.” Tom sat cross-legged in front of her. “I don’t mean to hurt you Lily, that’s the last thing on my mind, but you have to know that your father messed everything up. Yes, he defeated Lord Voldemort but how many were killed in the mean time? Your father actually helped my father return, did you know that? ‘Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe.’ Had he died, your father, in this chamber, my father wouldn’t have been able to return. Potter was his only true enemy you know. All others could be bought or persuaded to help him through manipulation. But not Potter.” Tom wore an expression of pain and hate.
Lily looked at him cautiously and moved a little closer to him. “But Tom, if what you say is true, then if my father had died, and Voldemort hadn’t returned, you wouldn’t be alive.”
Tom looked like a wounded animal at her words. He spoke his next thought barely above a whisper. “And what’s so great about me being alive, Lily? I’m the Dark Lords’ son, but nobody knows it. I’m a parselmouth with all the makings of a dark wizard. Chances are I’ll turn out like my father. What’s so great about that? If your father died, and my father couldn’t come back, then we both never would have been born but there are many people who wouldn’t have died. My mother… wouldn’t have been raped. She wouldn’t have been forced to live in her dead mother’s house. She wouldn’t have gone insane.”
Tom retrieved two lollipops from his pocket. “Of course, I don’t think you’re life has been all rainbows and puppies, Lily. And, honestly, I don’t believe your father is responsible for everything. It’s hard letting go of the things you’ve been told all your life though.” He finally held out a lollipop to Lily. “Here, I bought these in Hogsmeade. They’re new. I thought they might be a good pick me up, for both of us, after I told you what I did.” Lily looked hesitant. “I swear I didn’t poison them, I want us to be friends Lily.”
She gingerly reached out to the one being offered to her. “If I take this can I go?”
Tom placed it in her hand. “Better not. It’s past curfew; if you’re caught wandering around there’ll be major hell to pay. The chamber is more comfortable than you’d imagine... and I have some blankets.

Ok, that was weird, he hates Harry, yet he hates his father as well???? I'm confused! Good post though! :sorcerer:

Wow, Tom is quite a charmer!!! GREAT writing Sam, this story is just amazing!!!!! Flower for you! :flowersmile:

you soooo have to post! lol

Well, you have to remember that Tom never actually met Voldemort, he was 'destroyed' before Eliza brought Tom over the the UK. He's studied his father, though, and knows alot of the crappy things he did. He hates Harry partly due to his mother's brain washing since he was a baby. The other part is he feels that Harry is partly responsible for a lot of the crappy stuff his dad did. For example: Voldie had Eliza's parents killed to lure her to the UK so that he could have a child in case Harry Potter won and he needed a back up plan... I could go on but I assume you want more story.
Aww, a flower? For me? Gosh.
I soooo do not!
But I will.
Next part. :flowersmile:
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Lily, it seemed, didn’t quite trust Tom. She spent most of the night far away from him curled up in the blanket he gave her. Tom never saw if she tried the lollipop. He tried and found it wholly disappointing. It barely stimulated any of his senses and it wasn’t a ‘totally pleasurable experience’ at all. Well, when you’re this far down I guess it’s a long climb up. The thing that did make Tom feel better was watching Lily sleep, she was restless and jumpy at first but after awhile she settled down. She looks like an angel. Tom got very little sleep but he was able to do an enormous amount of thinking during the night. He decided that no matter what his future held he would make sure that Lily was safe.

Around six o’clock the next morning Tom shook Lily awake. “Lil, come on, you should get back to Gryffindor tower before anyone notices you were gone all night.” She sat up groggily. “If anyone asks, say you woke early and went for a walk.”
She nodded her understanding and then, it seemed, she remembered why she was in the Chamber and all the events of the night before. She backed away from Tom with fear in her eyes.
“Lily, come one, I want us to be friends. I swear that I’ll never, ever hurt you.” He put his hand out to caress her face but she shrank away. Tom sighed. “You better go. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell your father about me. I like to keep my life for a bit longer I think.”
“My father wouldn’t kill you.” Lily said defiantly.
“Wouldn’t he? Wouldn’t he kill the son of Voldemort? Kin for Kin? My dad killed his parents, that’s got to be a wound that doesn’t heal.” Tom looked at Lily sadly and then began to gather up his box of things and the blankets he and Lily used. By the time he finally made his way into the great hall Lily, and most of the rest of the school, was already seated and eating her breakfast.

wow that was great........totally cool....please update soon :wub: :flowersmile: :sorcerer: :scarejulie: you are such a great writer.........

That was just amazing... It was so sweet with Tow swearing that he will never hurt Lily, I'm guessing he's falling for her :wub: Anyway, post more really soon, I can't wait!!! :flowersmile:

Cool! So his mother hasn't totally corrupted him, which I was beginning to think was the case. It would be awesome if Tom actually met Harry and liked him...although I know that is a bit of a stretch! Keep going it is a great story! :flowersmile:

BUMP lol postttttt

Saw the link to your story when you read mine- this is fantastic stuff, very gritty. I like Tom loads :wub: - really looking forward to the next installment!

Please Forgive me. I've gotten really busy with Life and School. I haven't got the next part written yet. I will try to get it done and posted in the next few days.
Thank you for all who have commented. :flowersmile:

ok sam

Here's the next part. :flowersmile:
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Lily glanced Tom’s way when he walked into the room but quickly looked back at her friends. As Tom was making his way to the Slytherin table he was intercepted by a handsome brown owl. The bird nearly knocked him over as it tried to give him the letter it held in it’s beak. “What the…? Oh, hello Sebastian.” It was Draco Malfoy’s bird. Tom took the letter and the bird took off like it had a fire under its butt.
Tom opened the letter and read it on the way over to the breakfast table.
Tom,
Your mother told me that you refuse to come home for Christmas break. I must insist that you do. Important things are happening here and you must be here to play your part. I’m sure I need not remind you about your importance to our fight. I’ve heard from Jeremy Flint that you have been seen getting very close to the Potter girl. He, of course, doesn’t know your purpose, but I caution you to keep your distance from her emotionally. I doubt she is above using a love potion or something just as vile.
I will be expecting you for Christmas; don’t disappoint me.
Draco Malfoy.

P.S.
Don’t forget your loyalties.

Tom tucked the letter into his robes with a growing feeling of doom. Looks like I will be going home for Christmas after all.
Tom knew better than to disobey Draco.

great job. Post more soon...

Yay, you posted!!

Why can't they just leave Tom alone??!! He is not a bad guy! Anyway, great writing! :flowersmile:

poooossstttttttt

that was great post more soon

eep post! im losing my mind! :online2long:

Did you Check in the Closet? That's where I'm always forgetting mine.

Anyway, I will most likely only be able to post once a week because school, work, and that pesky thing called real life have gotten really busy. Please don't to anything drastic while waiting for my next post... there are other fan fics all over this lovely site, feel free to read some of them while you're waiting.

Here's the next part. :flowersmile:
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The weeks that followed Draco’s letter were full of Quidditch Practices, Quidditch Games, and, of course, school lessons. Through it all, Tom had very little time to talk to Lily or even see her and it was hard to tell what she thought about all his revelations now that she was no longer trapped in a place where a giant Snake used to rest between reigns of terror.
It was beginning to seem that Tom would have to wait until after Christmas Break to see where Lily stood on everything. But, by that time, she could’ve already told Potter about me. Tom shuddered visibly. He was beginning to doubt the intelligence and sanity of telling her the truth. If she tells Potter… What if my mother is right? He could come after me… I could kill him first; I know I could… well, isn’t that why Draco wants me home anyway?... I can’t tell him I told Lily; he’ll go after her.
Tom was overcome with feelings of utter doom as the holiday swiftly approached. He was even considering writing Draco and saying he couldn’t come home because he had contracted a very rare and very contagious virus… but he thought that it might make Draco come to pick him up personally.
Tom was packing the last of his things when a beautiful white owl arrived outside his window. Who could be writing me now? He let the bird in and took the small note.

Tom,
Don’t worry, I won’t tell.
Lily.

Tom smiled at her girlish handwriting and slipped the note into his robes. As Lily’s owl flew off again, Tom felt a little of the weight being lifted off his shoulders… but he still had to deal with Draco.

Yay, you posted!! I absolutely love this story!!!!

Great as usual, but how am I gonna be able to wait for a whole week for your next post!!!??

yes, that is where it was

Post asap

Here's another short one for you guys. Thanks for reading. :flowersmile:
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Tom decided to take the Knight bus back to his mother’s house. He was sure to tell the driver that he was in no hurry and to let anyone else on the bus off first, even if they boarded after him. As a result of his special instructions, he arrived home near nightfall to a very unhappy Draco.
“Where the hell have you been?” Draco demanded when Tom finally entered the house. “Your Mother has been worried sick about you!”
“I took the Knight Bus,” Tom said calmly, “You know how it has to go all over the place before it takes you where you’re headed… it takes forever.”
Tom set his trunk on the floor for a moment and took in his mother’s ragged appearance. She does look worried. “Hello, mother. I’m here, safe and sound.”
Eliza barely looked up as she spoke, “I’m glad. Wash up for dinner. You’ll be training hard for the rest of your vacation so try to get to sleep at a decent time. I’m going to bed.” She rose and walked towards her bedroom in the back.
Tom glared at Draco for a moment, “What did you do to her this time?”
Draco donned his signature sneered, “Do what your mother says and don’t give me any trouble…your supper’s on the table.” With that Draco followed Eliza back into her room.
Tom miserably dragged his trunk upstairs and washed his hands. He ate the food prepared for him but it was tasteless and cold. He trudged back up to his bedroom, trying not to think of Draco touching his mother, and fell into a restless sleep.