Post by laz on Sept 26, 2011 13:10:56 GMT -5
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“I wouldn’t have wanted to go back and meet my mother.” Tom admitted more honestly than he had intended. “She … well, it’s a bit complicated. And my teenage self wouldn’t have responded so kindly to meeting me, I’m sure. It’s not easy to see the man you are to become standing right in front of you.” Now he was talking from experience. Merlin, it’d happened not even a month or so ago. That pale, bald version of himself just showed up out of the blue at his front door. It was the first time Tom ever found himself terrified. Staring into those piercing blue eyes was like he was looking into a mirror. Not to mention the things he told him. It made his head spin.
Tom paused for a moment, thinking it all through. He ran his hands over his mouth before speaking again. “If I could choose the era, then maybe I’d go back. Meet the founders of Hogwarts or something. Wouldn’t mind knowing what Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor were really like.” he trailed off, his mind rolling around the possibilities. What if he could do it again? His future self seemed to manage it some how. Certainly, Tom could figure it out. Where would he go? Meet up with his teenage self and release the basilisk on all of England? Journey to his great-great-great-great-great grandfather Salazar and enslave the muggles before Godric, Rowena, and Helena could intervene? Hogwart’s School of Witchcraft and Wizardry transformed into a pureblood institution and all others disposed of.
“How are the current students dealing with all you new ones?” Tom refocused on Harry. “Can’t be easy. I mean your mother, for instance, finding out you’re her son and she’s what? Sixteen? Seventeen? That’s got to be an interesting experience.” Poor Lily Potter, less than twenty years and she’ll be nothing. Just another tally mark in Lord Voldemort’s book of the dead. His future self said that Severus wanted to protect her but, she just wouldn’t listen. She wouldn’t move so he could dispose of this little child. He wondered what sort of woman could hold such affection in Snape’s heart only to marry another man and sacrifice herself for her child. She must be extraordinary, he thought. Or incredibly inept.
TAGGING Harry Potter !
WORDS 450!
WEARING CLOTHES !
NOTES In the future I murder your parents, attempt to murder you, plague you every year you are at school, send people to try and kill you, try and kill your friends and loved ones and oh, yeah that one time I had Wormtail cut your arm to resurrect me. Do you want to be my friend? !
LYRICS BAD REPUTATION BY JOAN JETT !
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