[HP] Dearest Enemy

With green eyes facing black eyes, the room was so quiet that one could hear the heartbeat.

"You're not from this time," said Tom, succinctly. "You know what's going on in the future, that's why you take me with you, don't you?"

Harry stared at him intently, the hand he was holding had lost all feeling.

"I adopted you because of your mother." After a long time, Harry looked away and let go.

"I guessed right, then?" Tom looked at him in a low voice. "You're afraid I'll be that, or that I'm that? That's where your distrust of me comes from, isn't it?"

Harry didn't answer, pushed Tom away and stood up.

"Harry, answer me." Tom stood up too, and raised his voice. "That's why you don't want me to go to Borgin-Bock, so—"

"Enough!" Harry turned around sharply and grabbed Tom by the collar, "If you don't want me to kick you out of this room at this time, don't guess about me. I want It's just a peaceful life, but because of you, I can't get it in my life. What right do you have to trace my past? What right do you have to spy on my thoughts? Do I owe you or I have the obligation to answer your question ?”

Tom had never seen Harry so excited, and the green eyes were burning with anger, which made him speechless for a moment, and even forgot to resist.But Harry didn't finish his sentence.

"You think I let you be my teaching assistant because I spy on you? Do you think I stop you from being with the dark because I'm afraid you will become the bad guy you said? Yes, I was worried, but no Who wants to watch their children go astray. You are young, have the brains and abilities, are the best student in the school, will become a great wizard in the future, and have a bright future, why do you have to be with darkness?"

"I want to do what I want to do." Tom pleaded softly, "Black magic is not evil, it's just a tool. In the hands of black wizards, black magic is a weapon to kill people, but in the hands of white wizards, black magic is to save people." It's a great recipe. It's what you taught me, I just want to have wider exposure."

"But the deepest black magic will definitely corrupt your soul." Harry retorted, "You can't guarantee that you won't get lost!"

"Why are you so sure? Is it because you know the future?" Tom glared at him. "You said you believed me!"

"I've been trying to trust you, but most of the time you..." Harry stopped talking, and let go of the boy's collar tremblingly, "Don't let me down, Tom."

It was warm in the room, but Tom felt that he was in an ice cellar.It never occurred to him that he would let Harry down, or that Harry cared so much about his choices.

I'm afraid you'll get lost, and I'm afraid I'll make a big mistake.Harry told him so.

The light in the black eyes dimmed.He was Harry, his dearest, most beloved person, the only person to him.

"I've made up my mind," said Tom with difficulty. "I won't change my mind. I'm sorry."

Harry looked at him blankly.

"You don't need to apologize to me." Harry spoke after a long silence, his voice was so soft that he could hardly hear him, "I have no right to interfere with your decision, you are no longer a child."

Harry's disheartened tone frightened Tom.The man with green eyes turned around and was about to go upstairs, but the boy hurriedly pulled him back.

"Are you going to leave me for that?" asked Tom anxiously.

"No, you will continue to be my assistant after school starts." Harry whispered, gently pulling Tom's hand away, "I will leave school with you when the term is over."

"You're not going to leave me?" Tom didn't let him go.

"I'll always be watching you," Harry replied, and then turned and went upstairs, pretending not to see Tom's ready-to-cry expression.

Harry closed the bedroom door and sat down slowly in the chair.He had left out too much, Tom was such a clever boy, how could he not guess where he came from.He was asking him questions, wondering if his speculations were true, but Harry couldn't answer him.How could he tell him frankly what kind of person Voldemort was, how could he explain his past to him, how could he tell him that when he saw him as a newborn, he thought about strangling him in his infancy.

If he was killed at that time, there would be no such troubles.

But if he really killed him at that time, he would definitely not be like this now, at least he would not live happier than he is now.

After stopping the time study Harry had to admit that there was nothing more important than Tom.He chose Tom as his assistant because he felt sorry for the child he had watched grow up.He didn't have much time left, so he wanted to give this kid a chance to meet him day and night in the last short year.Harry had already made up his mind that he would leave Tom after he graduated and go into seclusion as a Muggle.He would not tell Tom about this decision, the child who loved him would become depressed because of it, but the parting would come early because of it.

It's okay, he's grown up and is better off without his own hindrances.He didn't belong to this era in the first place, and it was only because of an accident that this situation happened now.

But after leaving him, what should I do?Do you really spend the rest of your life mediocre and lonely like a Muggle?Is this kind of life really what you want?

[You should have your own life, and your life is not alone. 】

Even if Alex didn't know his origin, he knew all his thoughts.Harry couldn't help laughing, as expected of his good friend, he really knew him well.

The child who had lived with him for more than ten years was really reluctant to leave him, especially since he was already... Harry put his hands on his chest, trying to calm down the tingling pain caused by his heart beating.

Tom finally sat down on the porch steps.The cold air sucked into the lungs, as if to freeze people from the inside out.It was still warm in the room, but Tom didn't want to go in.The young man with dark eyes let out a breath of white air, then stared blankly at the withered bushes at the door.

He sat in this place when he found out about Harry's accident half a year ago, but he knew very well that even if he planned to freeze himself to death outside this time, Harry would not come out to look for him.Of course Tom didn't want to freeze himself to death, but he also didn't want to hang around the streets of London like he used to, looking homeless like a fool.

This time Harry would actually leave him, and the one who screwed it all up was himself.Tom closed his eyes and rested his forehead on his hands.Harry didn't deny his guess, he had undoubtedly touched the truth.But he shouldn't ask for the truth. He knew Harry didn't want to mention his past, but he still couldn't help asking.

He could very well be that guy indeed, and Harry undoubtedly hated him very much.

But I just want to know the truth, I don't want to be that kind of person.There are many kinds of people standing at the top, such as Grindelwald, whose power is piled up with the bones of Muggles and wizards; such as Slytherin, although he is a dark wizard, he and his friends have established a Hokkaido. Gwartz.Why is Harry so sure that he will be attracted by black magic like a quagmire and forget his heart? He still doesn't fully trust himself.

Every breath of air sucked into his lungs was like a sharp knife, piercing his internal organs with pain.

[Sooner or later, you will become an independent person and go your own way, even if you don't go, he will leave you. 】Damn hedgehog head!Tom buried his face in his palms, and his words were like the sharpest knife, cutting open his heart mercilessly, and letting the bright red blood flow all over the place.Alex was right, he knew Harry better than he did, his needs and real desires, and himself.When he came back with the method to lift the curse on Harry's back, he might lose completely.

Tom knew that he would not give up his ideals for Harry, and would not change his decision because of him.He loves him, but he understands the weight and difference between love and ideals.He hoped that Harry could walk with him in the future, but Harry wanted a peaceful life, but he would not be willing to be an ordinary person.

Are you going to part ways with Harry soon?Tom was pretty sure that this time Harry would ask to leave and move out, live like a Muggle, in order to prolong his own life.Harry wouldn't be in his way, and it wouldn't be hard to see him, but he'd be talking to him from the other side of the cliff, the bottomless abyss between them.

There is still half a year before the end.If this situation cannot be changed in the past six months, he probably will never be with Harry again.

damn it!I obviously love you so much!

Dumbledore is writing a letter in his room.Alex will leave England with this letter tomorrow, and the contents of the letter will be published in the "Daily Prophet".The man on the other side of the channel will soon receive this handwritten letter and respond to his challenge.Grindelwald had been waiting for him to beat him, and he couldn't put it off any longer.

The new semester has begun.Tom sat in the cubicle and listened to Lukewood and a few others talking about the most exciting news at the moment: Dumbledore sent a gauntlet to Grindelwald.Tom listened to their discussion, thinking about the possibility of Harry being involved.

The busy campus life starts again.Tom was more attentive than ever, and he took most of Harry's work.Harry was worried about Tom's health, but Tom was still doing well.Harry began to reflect on whether what he said that day was too extreme. He couldn't bear to see the tired look on Tom's face, and Harry felt distressed when he worked so hard for himself.

With Dumbledore's help, Harry spent almost all of his savings to buy a small house in Godric's Hollow.Harry intended to live here after Hogwarts, and he had ambivalent feelings about the place.

Tom didn't know that Harry bought the house and he was preparing for the NEWTS exam.The last term had kept him busier than ever, and he hadn't been able to think about Harry's house purchase until after his exams and Harry didn't tell him.Tom was taken aback when he heard the news. Although he was mentally prepared, it still made him feel like he and the house were abandoned.

"When will you move?" Tom asked.

"Two days later," Harry replied, "on the school holidays."

"I see." Tom nodded, "I'll help you move things."

"There's nothing to move," said Harry. "The house-elves have moved most of the stuff over, I just need to take the last few bits and pieces."

"How do you get there?" asked Tom, a little sullenly. "Floo powder?"

Harry nodded.

Tom bowed his head to drink his tea.Afterwards, he was left alone in the house, and Harry left him the house in London, which he didn't want.

"Harry, I-"

"If you want to come to my place for dinner, let me know in advance," Harry said, "we'll go see my new house together the next morning."

Tom blinked.

"I thought you didn't even want me to know where you lived," said Tom sullenly.

Harry smiled, but said nothing.

"Must I live separately?" Tom asked softly. "A place without you isn't home to me."

His heart seemed to be whipped, and Harry opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer him.

"I've reserved a room for you." Harry took off his glasses and wiped them. "Come back when you're not too busy. You know, I've always wanted to live there."

"But I'd rather you live in London," said Tom slowly, putting down his teacup. "You said I could be by your side until I wanted to go away."

"Tom." Harry stood up and held out his hand. Tom hesitated, stood up and walked over.

"Don't bind yourself to me." Harry touched the boy's cheek, slightly raised his head to look at the young man who was already taller than him, "You deserve someone better."

Tom shook his head and put his arms around him tightly.He will not let what he wants slip away in vain, his ambition, his love, and what belongs to him, he will not let go of any of them.

The third volume of the stormy road