I'm working on it I swear! I've been really busy lately. Last weekend I barely had time to sleep. I will get a story post up before I go to bed I promise.

Really really really sorry it's taken so long... but at least this one in a bit longer than the previous ones.
Happy reading. :flowersmile:
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Tom wandered around the garden while his reluctant supporters nursed their wounded arms and egos. Right now, every one of them would die or kill for me… I just have to make them want to. Oh, man. I wish Lily were here… or that I were anywhere else… I wish I were anybody else.
Tom sat under a tree that was old and rotting. I hate this place now. I don’t know how I could ever have been happy here… my mother poisoning my mind, Draco poisoning hers. I just want to get away… but if I do, the whole world will become rotten and die. Draco is more Voldemort’s heir than I am. My so-called supporters already trust him more. He would think nothing of ‘accidentally’ killing me and leading his goons, including my mother, on a horrific killing spree. No, I must stay.
Tom’s dark thoughts consumed him until it was dark outside. His mother timidly walked up to him, outlined by the lights coming from the house. It was at the moment his mother approached that he noticed music playing inside. “Are they having a party?” Tom spoke bitterly, staring past his mother.
She looked back at the house apprehensively, and then at Tom. “Most of them… d..don’t feel pain from their marks anymore, so… so Draco thought it would be nice to have drinks… and some music.” She shrugged apologetically.
Tom ripped a handful of grass from the ground. “And how is my evil step-father? Have his wounds healed so quickly as well?”
Eliza sighed deeply and sank to the ground. “Tom, you know he’s not your step-father.”
“Yeah, he’d never have the decency to marry you.”
“He’s helped us out a lot.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
“We’d probably both be dead if it weren’t for him!”
Tom looked away, “Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad.”
Tom couldn’t see his mother’s eyes, but he heard her tone grow cold. “You have supper waiting indoors if you ever decide to stop sulking. I will pretend we didn’t have this conversation."
Eliza’s robes made a swishing sound as she rose quickly and headed towards the house. Tom refused to look in the direction she had gone until nearly and hour had gone by. He got up, swore, and headed towards his, now most likely cold, supper.

That was great!! Sorry for the hard words earlier, I just think that you are such a wonderful writer and this story is too good to stop. Please continue writing, get your sleep and if you feel that you don't have time to write for a week or so, perhaps you could let us know...?

Anyway, great writing as usual!! :flowersmile:

well that was harsh can't wait for more

Here's another one, to sort of make up for making you guys wait so long. There is some foul language in it and it's more about Draco's and Tom's relationship. If you haven't guess, they don't like each other.

Happy reading. :flowersmile:
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Tom’s foul mood must have shown because everyone stayed out of his way during the rest of the evening, and the music was shut off the moment he entered the house.
Tom made a point of not looking at or speaking to Draco until the next morning at the breakfast table. “So, what’s planned for today, oh wise and powerful teacher?” Tom smirked at his own sarcasm.
Draco gave him a glare that would melt through steel. “What did you tell your mother, last night, when she called you for supper?”
Tom lost his smirk but repositioned his face into a cross between boredom and total innocence. “Tell my mother? I don’t really recall what I told her. Why? Did she need to be told something?”
“Nothing by you,” Draco growled, “You’ve been trying to pit her against me again haven’t you?! You ungrateful little brat! Everything you have is because of me! If it weren’t for me your mother and you would be starving to death in Canada! Or worse! She would have died and you’d never have been born! You owe me your life! And I demand your respect.” Draco said this last phrase in a dangerous whisper.
Tom took a moment to compose him self and then stood up, throwing the table upside down as he did, “My respect? My respect?! You b*astard! You betrayed my father! You ran and hid and let Potter destroy his followers one by one while you remained safe. You pathetic little loser! You coward! And now you gather troops in the ‘proud tradition’ of Voldemort! You idiot! You never cared about my father or his cause! You ran the moment the milk when sour! What the hell are you gonna do if this egg gets rotten, Draco? Run again?! Pretend like you were never a part of it?! Abandon me like you abandoned my father? You should have died for him, gone to prison for him, and you didn’t! You b*astard!” Tom put his wand to Draco’s throat. “You will not get my respect unless you earn it! Don’t forget which one of us is the Prince and which one of us is the Court Jester, Draco. You’ve forgotten your place.”
Draco’s eye burned with fire, “You’re right. Forgive me master.” He moved Tom’s wand out of the way with one hand and walked out of the room.
If I were more of a coward, I’d administer the Avada Kadavra while his back was turned… too bad I’m not more of a coward. Tom slowly picked up the table and prepared another plate of breakfast. What a great morning this is turning out to be.

that was fantabulous.... :flowersmile: :sorcerer:

^ couldn't have said it better my self :flowersmile:

LOL Awsome!

Just posting to let you guys know that I am working on Kin for Kin but I'm currently fighting through a little writer's block, and alot of house cleaning. I will hopefully post something in the next day or so. Thank you to all who are still reading, and to those that have just started. :flowersmile:

Finally got something written... and am making some progress on cleaning my apartment.
Happy reading. :flowersmile:
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The following days were agonizingly slow for Tom. He listened patiently to Draco’s plan for the future of the People of the Old ways, disregarded that which he didn’t like, and told the group his own plan.
Tom paced back and forth during the last minute pep talk before he was due to return to Hogwarts. “We mustn’t be too hasty in our actions. We’ve only just formed this new cluster of Pure Blood Supremists. Potter thinks all My Father’s supporter’s are dead… except perhaps Draco,” Tom pointed to Draco with his wand, “Draco, a Slytherin in his Hogwarts days and Potter’s worst enemy, after my father, has long been suspected as a supporter of my father, but for some reason Potter and his entourage of imbeciles have never been able to prove Draco’s connection. This works to our benefit. Not only do we have an insight into My Father’s mission, but also someone who knows all the tricks of the trade. The ban on the so-called unforgivable curses has made them hard to learn or practice. There are very few places where you can train and prepare for what’s coming. Draco has conveniently made a list of all these places.” Draco passed the list around. “You will be required to memorize these places and take an oath never to mention them to anyone who has not been initiated by me. We will make our presence known when the time is correct and not before then. Do you all understand me?” Everyone nodded or muttered assent.
Tom picked up his bags and walked away from his newfound followers. He turned back at the door. “Oh, and I don’t expect you’ll refer to me, but, if you must, refer to me only as ‘The Son’.”
With that, Tom walked out of the training room and onto the street, holding his wand arm out to call the Knight Bus that would take him back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry… and Lily Potter.

great job post asap

PLEASE PLEASE POST SOON!!!!!! :sorcerer: :flowersmile:

I can't wait for him to meet Lily again! Great writing! :flowersmile:

I Agree I just hope all this dark magic stuff wont make him turn his ways!!!!! :sorcerer:

:sorcerer: Please post soon! Your story is great and I cant wait to see how Tom acts when he gets back to school!

that was great post more ASAP

I know what you're thinking: "But it's so small!!!"
lol, well, hopefully there will be more soon... I finally got my apartment mostly cleaned up... it only took me a week
Anyway, here's the next part. Enjoy. :flowersmile:
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Tom was so glad to be back at school, he was even found singing a couple times. Of course, anyone who made fun of him for it got a well-placed hex between his or her shoulder blades. He had already sent three Gryffindors and two Slytherins to the hospital wing by the time he spotted Lily for the first time after Christmas break.
“Hi Lil, how’s it going? Miss me?” Tom gave the most disarming smile he could come up with.
A small brown haired girl stepped in front of Lily, with her wand pointed at Tom’s chest. “You leave her alone you slimy snake! Or… or I’ll hex you!”
Tom raised an amused eyebrow in Lily’s direction and then looked down at the tiny first year. “You’ll hex me, will you? You do know that it’s against the rules, don’t you?” Tom moved her wand out of the way and stepped up so he was towering over her. “You’d lose points from Gryffindor, and have everyone hate you. You wouldn’t want that; would you?”
The brunette bared her teeth at Tom but moved out of his way.
Tom walked forward slightly. “I’d hate to tear you away from your friends, Lily. I know you must be anxious to get reacquainted with each other, but, when you have a moment to spare, I’d like to discuss something with you.” Tom turned, with a satisfied smile on his face, and headed off to Muggle Studies.

OOOO Hmm He was singing!!! WOW LOL I loved it even if it was small I cant wait till you post more!

A week to clean your apartment :ermsmile: WoW must have been lots to clean i imagine! LOL well good luck with the rest of it!

GREAT job post ASAP

Sorry, I had writers block for a bit. Here's the next part though.
Enjoy. :flowersmile:
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Muggle Studies was little more than a muggle history class, taught by a professor that really didn’t know all that much about the subject. Tom learn more about muggles from the brilliantly descriptive textbook than he did by listening to the teacher drone on about things he’s never seen or experienced. From studying Muggle lifestyles, wars, and emotion, Tom came to believe that muggles and magic folk were actually quite similar, neither race really better than the other. Of course, he never dared speak such an opinion. If he showed muggles or muggle-borns any amount of leniency or compassion, he would be shunned by the Slytherins and dethroned by Draco. Let them all think it’s part of a bigger plan… in a way it is. I must find away to finish this once and for all. There cannot be anymore wars like this… the magical community is exhausted… and the Muggles might actually be the key.
Tom tuned out the professor’s droning voice as he continued to read through a muggle book on Witch Hunts. It was rather fascinating how quickly the mania swept through towns and entire regions. It reminded him of a disease, quickly spreading and destroying all in it’s path. The mania Draco was resurrecting in the new People of the Old Ways was eerily similar. Tom had stayed far away from Divination but even he could foretell great destruction if and when the People gained enough momentum. Perhaps we’ll have muggle burnings, give them a taste of their own medicine… of course, they can’t cast a fire freezing charm so it wont hurt. Tom had a satisfied smirk on his face when he closed his book and walked out of the classroom. The smirk remained until he noticed a dark, greasy-haired figure down the hall. Severus Snape.

PAMS PAMS PAMS

Maybe Tom will eventually save the world! Great writing!

Here's more. In case you don't remember, Professor Bletchley is the current head of the Slytherin house at Hogwarts... she also teaches potions, although that part wasn't mentioned before.

Enjoy. :flowersmile:
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Tom tried to sneak past his cousin without being seen but the former potions master spotted Tom before he really got a chance to go anywhere.
“Just where do you think you’re going?” Snape asked when he saw the dark haired boy quicken his pace.
Tom’s blood boiled with outrage at this traitor daring to address him. But then, he doesn’t know who I am. Tom slowly turned around, assuming an innocent look. “Why, I was on my way to lunch. That’s what student’s do here at lunch time: they eat their lunch.” Tom gave his cousin Severus, who he had never met, a very cold look and continued, “Now, the better question, I would think, is what you are doing. You certainly are not a student, and you’re not a teacher, so what are you doing prowling the hall-ways?”
“Tom Slyddle, you shouldn’t be so rude.” Elizabeth Proud, a fifth year Slytherin, said brushing by Tom, “Professor Bletchley is deathly ill and Mr. Snape is going to be taking her classes.” Elizabeth looked up at Severus adoringly. “I, for one, can’t wait to start learning. I heard you were the best potion master ever here at Hogwarts. And a Slytherin too,” She giggled, flirting “I guess good things come in tall, dark, and handsome packages.”
Tom rolled his eyes and left Elizabeth to oogle his cousin. Severus teaching potions? At least he doesn’t know who I am.
After putting some distance between himself and his cousin, Tom realized that he really was hungry for lunch… something that hadn’t occurred to him until then.

[color=green]PAMS You posted!!! That was great geee that was sick though she was flirting with snape like ewwwww! LOL PAMS SOON!!


Oh man I cant wait to see how Tom and Lilly acts with each other! Hmmm