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Harry was quiet, shy and always kind boy even though he is always abused by his relatives. They were very abusive to Harry like beating, starving and most of the times make him do all the chores even if he got sick. His parents died on a car crash accident when he was a year old babe. He doesn’t have any friends for his whale like cousin always chase them away. They were the same age with his cousin but he was rather small than any other six-year-old boys.

“Hahaha! He’s reading again that silly book!” pointing his fat finger towards to the small boy who was reading his favorite book in the park who wants at least a quiet place.

“What’s wrong freak? You want a prince? You’re not even a princess, you’re a freak and freaks like you don’t deserve a prince.” Sticking his tongue out and pushed Harry to the ground then run while laughing.

He clutches his favorite book towards his chest, it was the only thing that his parents left before they passed away from an accident. He wants to cry, but he knows it wouldn’t do something to help him in his miserable situation. He loves his book because it was somehow similar to him. She was forced to cook and clean for her relatives just like him, and she loves animals just like him, he made friends with some little snakes at his aunt’s garden, and some black birds that sometimes give him some trinkets which he carefully keeps from them. But his favorite character in that book was the fairy godmother, and he wanted to know if he had a fairy godmother like her that would bring him happiness. He mustn’t be good enough to have a fairy godmother, but he had hope, he just needs to be patient.

His aunt was always going outside to go to the top of the hill from their town. The house that resides there was huge and beautiful and he once heard his aunt that the people who lived there are very rich, he did not quite understand what rich is. What’s odd about that house every time he looks at it someone is calling to him, maybe if he goes there he would find his fairy godmother? ‘Oh that would be wonderful!’ he thought dreamily.

One night, his uncle told his aunt to take Harry with her somewhere out of the house for a day because he will have guests tomorrow, and he would not let the boy ruin his good reputation.

“I can’t do that. I’ll be going to the Riddle Manor tomorrow and have fun with my bestie.” His aunt glaring at little Harry

“Well, I can’t let that freak stay here in the house either! He would bring me bad luck and I can’t risk it because some great dealers will be here and I heard that some of them are somehow connected to the Riddles.” Smiling at her

“Imagine this, if I make a good impression to that person then maybe he would recommend my company to Mr. Riddle and then it would make us rich!” in his excited voice.

“Oh! If that happens then I can buy whatever expensive things I want! That’s brilliant!” she squeaks happily, and Vernon just nodded.

“That means I can have anything I want?” Dudley asked his father excitedly and thinking what he should buy.

“Yes, son! Anything you want I will give it to you! We won’t live poorly like these people around here. We’ll become even greater than them and maybe our richness will be equal with the Riddles.” He couldn’t wait for that to happen.

“And you freak” looking at Harry coldly “you’re nothing but a poor old orphan” sneers at him while his aunt looks down at him in disgust, and his cousin stick out his tongue to him.

When the morning came, his aunt awakened him from his deep sleep and told him to wash himself thoroughly so she wouldn’t be embarrassed when they go to the Riddle.

“Hurry up boy! Make sure you wear long sleeves and make sure you wouldn’t do something that would ruin our image. You hear me?” While pulling Harry to the bathroom

“Yes aunt Petunia!” he was shoved to the bathroom and stumbled to the ground.

“Hurry up now and stop loitering around!” then slams the door.

After Harry takes a bath for the first time in a month and wears an old clothes but still new looking one. His aunt gave him leftover food, which he was gladly eaten it for his relatives don’t feed him daily. Then, they went to the Riddle manor riding a car he seat at the back with Dudley. Harry trying his best to keep his excitement with him He wanted to know if he could finally find his fairy godmother there, he must be a good person, otherwise the fairy godmother might not like him.

“Mum do I have to come with you? Can’t I just stay in my room?” Dudley was fidgeting uncomfortably in his seat.

“You have to!” she scolded him “and besides, aren’t you and little Tom are like a best friend even though he’s two years older than you.”

“But I don’t like him!” looks about to cry “whenever Tom and I are alone he always tor-“ he didn’t continue for his mother yells at him.

“Enough with this nonsense!” glared at him “You and him must be good friends! I’m trying my best here to make friends with rich and powerful people here, you should follow my lead!” and with that he shuts his mouth.

The moment they entered through the gate, Harry was surprised by the house's large and beautiful appearance. He notices some beautiful flowers that were scattered around the field, it smelled nice even though the windows of the car are closed. They get off the car and went to the main door. His aunt just entered the house without knocking at the door which was very rude thing to do then he notices a tall good looking man that was wearing an all-black nice suit who raised his eyebrow at his aunt’s action.

“Where’s my bestie? I came today to talk about you know some rich stuff.” in her high pitched voice that Harry winced.

The tall man just nods and walks away telling them to follow him even though he didn’t say anything. Harry gazed around the house there were many beautiful things and all the things here looks expensive as his aunt would say. When they face a big door the tall man opened the door and there was it. He saw the big garden that usually only in the books you can see. He awed at the sight of it can’t help himself he let a soft gasps, he feels like he’s in the right place, he feels like home he never had. The tall man just continues his walk not caring if the guests were following him or not. He saw a garden shelter at the center of the field and notice that three people were sitting in there.

The tall man went there first to tell them that they have visitors, and his aunt walked fast, so she could catch up with him. His cousin was complaining that why he should be here in the first place, he didn’t understood why his cousin was afraid to this ‘Tom wasn’t?’ well, he doesn’t care as long as they wouldn’t hurt him here. His aunt paused for a moment to look at them, and then she glared and told them to stand up straight. It’s a good thing that his hair is quite long and can hide his small face if he bowed his head down.

“Hello, Merope!” In her fake friendly greetings voice which Harry suspects that they aren’t real friends.

“Yes Petunia?” he notices that the woman’s voice was very lovely and if she sings a lullaby to him, Harry might sleep well without nightmares.

He glances at the three people through his hair, and his eyes went wide. They are the most beautiful people he has ever seen! He asked himself if they are angels, so beautiful and elegant and he can’t help himself but stare at them without any regrets. He felt insecure and remembered that his cousin told him that he was the ugliest person in the world.

“I want to talk about this new and very expensive bag design! While we’re talking why don’t our two sons play?”

He saw the older man who was sitting at the center, he was handsome like a Greek god he saw from a book. On his right side, he saw a boy who was like a carbon copy of the older man. ‘This must be Tom’ he thought. His aunt pushed Dudley towards Tom and he squeaks and Harry almost laughs at his reaction.

“You there boy! Don’t do something that will embarrassed me or you’ll be starving for a month!” She said in a whisper voice and grabs his arm painfully.

“Yes, Aunt Petunia.”

“This other boy here is my… nephew” she felt disgusted saying the last word, then pushed Harry forward.

He raised his head because it was improper to introduce yourself without looking them in the eye. It was some books he once read at the library in their school and taking note of that.

“Hello, my name’s Harry Potter” then he tried his best to show his smile to make a good impression.

He got nervous of all suddenly for their eyes were all on him, maybe he shouldn’t smile so that it wouldn’t make him look uglier? After a while, Tom got out of his chair and walks towards Harry then grab his hand without any words and dragging him away from the garden shelter and Dudley following them like a scared puppy. He was thinking that maybe Tom was planning to bully him with his cousin. Tom held him tightly, it was difficult to escape then suddenly Tom let go of his hands and he doesn’t know where they are but he knew that they were still in the garden, but far from the mansion.

“How are you lovely?” ‘LOVELY? Who’s lovely? It’s not Dudley, right? Or maybe him? But that’s impossible!’ his mind swirling around and have a difficult time answering Tom’s question.

“Lovely? More like ugly and don’t talk to him Tom his a freak!” he’s right, he’s not that lovely. Maybe this is his method to torment him (well, it’s kinda weird though).

Tom backhanded Dudley who stumbled on the ground and told him to shut his mouth and look at Harry as if nothing happened and smiled in a loving way.

“Don’t listen to him lovely, instead listen to me” he felt suddenly wants to run away but seeing Tom beat Dudley in one hand, his feet couldn’t move at all.

“I’m doing fine?” doesn’t want to be beaten up like Dudley. No wonder why his cousin is afraid of Tom, there was something off with him and he’s extremely strong though he's not big like his cousin.

“It’s alright lovely, don’t be afraid I won’t hurt you.” He suddenly takes his hand and kissed it, his eyes went wide, and took his hand away from him. His face suddenly burn from embarrassment and didn’t see Tom’s reaction. He looks at him and frown at what he sees in his eyes, he expect disgust just like his relatives but it held with gentleness and lovingly (he felt special at that moment), no one has ever look at him that way. Maybe he wasn’t’ bad at all?

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Tom was a handsome and genius boy who came from a wealthy family where he lives in a big and expensive mansion in the top of a hill in Little Whinging Town. His father is always busy at work but always make sure he had time with his son and while his mother always spoiling him and giving him attention when needed. Tom had a great life and best parents that everyone could ask for.

When Tom and his parents sat in their garden shelter having a good time, one of the butlers came to them and told them that they have a visitor. Tom guessed it was that social climber woman who lives down the hill who also tries her best to be friends with his mother because they were rich, he hates those kinds of people and also to him she is very ugly and look like a horse rather than a human.

“Hello, Merope!” In her fake friendly greetings voice and for that moment he wants to strangle her on sight.

He remembers that this horsewoman had a whale husband just like his son. He thought that maybe they aren’t humans at all. He notices another pest behind her whose head was bowing down, he was rather small compared to the whale son.

“Yes Petunia?” Merope’s bored respond while sipping her tea.

She really hates this woman who always barge in their home as if she owns it and talk to her like she was her best friend. Maybe sooner or later she would put this woman in jail just to stop her invading their home or maybe to make her stop permanently.

“I want to talk about this new and very expensive bag design! While we’re talking why don’t our two sons play?”

She pushed her whale son into Tom and glared at him and makes him squeal like a girl. He notice that the small child was about to laugh but keep it himself, he felt intrigue at the child.

“You there boy! Don’t do something that will embarrassed me or you’ll be starving for a month!” She said in a whisper voice but Tom can hear it and frowns at the words.

“Yes Aunt Petunia” said the small child.

“This other boy here is my… nephew” the way she said in a disgust manner and Tom doesn’t quite understand but starting to suspect something isn’t right.

When he finally saw the small boy’s face, Tom almost falls down from his chair and almost shouts ‘Marry me’. The boy was really beautiful (maybe they kidnapped him and force him to act as a nephew) and those eyes, he have never seen anyone whose eyes so green and so beautiful that put any jewels in shame.

“Hello, my name’s Harry Potter” he said in his small voice and he smiled cutely.

He almost got blind when his Harry (yes HIS and no one else) smiling at him. He notices his parents were staring at Harry, and got irritate ‘No one is allowed to stare at Harry except me!’

He slipped off his chair and gently tugs Harry away from the prying eyes, he notices that the whale boy was following them like a puppy. ‘I should imprison him to the stables and have an alone time with my Harry’ he should do it and let his parents take care if something bad happen to the whale boy. When they got far away from the adults he let go his Harry to make him more comfortable.

“How are you lovely?” showing his most sweet and charming smile to Harry.

“Lovely? More like ugly and don’t talk to him Tom his a freak!” Dudley says proudly while sticking out his tongue to Harry.

Tom backhanded Dudley who stumbled in the ground and told him to shut his mouth (this filth dared to insult his Harry? He should bury him alive) and look at Harry as if nothing happened.

“Don’t listen to him lovely, instead listen to me” Tom smiled at Harry to put him at ease even if Harry run away from him, he will happily chase him after and lock him in his room so he wouldn’t escape from him.

“I’m doing fine?” he answered trembling ‘Is he afraid of me? That wouldn’t do’.

“It’s alright lovely, don’t be afraid I won’t hurt you.” taking Harry’s hand and kiss it to show his gentleman's side. He gasps and quickly takes his hand and his face turned to red. Tom took pleasure in looking at Harry’s reaction while Dudley looks confused about what’s happening between the two of them but keep his mouth shut and just stay lying on the ground.

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“What are thinking friend?” Abraxas Malfoy, his personal lawyer and also his childhood friend. The only man who knows what kind of people they are.

“Well, I met this adorable little child. He was like the same age to your youngest.” He looked at the large window in the study. Yes, indeed, he is very cute, smaller than his fat cousin, and his eyes are so beautiful.

“Oh? It’s the first time I heard you call some child ‘adorable’ not even to your son” drinking his wine.

He was surprised at this, his friend was not fond of any children except his son. Well, his son behaves more like an adult than a child, and he thinks his eldest son imitated this way. His wife entered the room and he turned to look at his wife, they stare at each other and smirk.

“Are you thinking of what I’m thinking?”still smirking making her way to sit on the couch near the window. Took a glass and pour some wine and raise it to his husband who was watching her with an amused expression.

“You know how I love pretty things right?” smiling while drinking her wine.

“Have you seen those eyes? It was rather beautiful than your family’s ring” looking back at the large window.

“You’re right!” She raised her right hand excitedly and looked at the ring “the way his eyes shine so beautiful!”

Someone enters the room and their son is staring at them gently close the door. They know what their son’s thinking and they all smile maliciously.

“I want him” saying calmly, walking towards his mother and sit beside her, then look at them.

“That’s not impossible right?” He said in an excited voice and was still smiling.

“Should we buy him from them? After all-” thinking, that’s not an impossible thing to do. He looks at his family who was sitting on the couch.

“They are all gold diggers” grinning at his father.

“Really? That’s very illegal thing to do” he can’t help but blame himself for this.

Abraxas was thinking that maybe it was a big mistake when he introduces his friend to Merope. He just thought that maybe they would get along since the way they think is the same (well, it’s too late and he can’t undo this thing and now, they had a child who was the same as his parents). ‘Yep, it’s too late. At least, I’ll be here and give them legal advice’. People who cross with this family should start believing in God.

“As long as there is a contract between the transactions then it’s not illegal” he is exactly like his parents (why did he introduce them in the first place?).

“How much do you think they will put a price on that adorable one?” said in her excited voice.

“It doesn’t matter, after all money doesn’t matter to us” he said proudly crossing his arms and grinning at his family.

“I will buy him many cute clothes!” clapping her hands.

“I should adopt him and make him my son and give him everything he wants” he seems pleased at his plans.

“You can’t do that father! He will be my bride, he will be your son-in-law” glaring at his father.

“It’s still the same son besides how can you be sure that he’ll marry you?” teasing his son is quite fun.

“He will! I’ll make sure of it. Just you watch old man” challenging his father.

“Boys calm down. Well, it doesn’t matter as long as Harry is with us” smiling dreamily.

Should he be worried with this family? What’s with the child that they were so obsessed with him? Dear God, that poor child may bless his soul. He should pretend he didn’t hear all of this (yes that’s a great idea).

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“What do you mean I can’t enter here? I always come here every day you peasant!” She was stopped at the gate, and she gets off to her car. Petunia couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

“If you want to enter here, bring little Harry.” The guard said in a bored tone.

“My son is here. He’s more important than that child and he is the best friend of Tom!” Her son is much better than that freak.

“Well, he is your only ticket to enter here.” In a cold voice and he gazed at the child with her. Dudley squirms at the guard he reminded him of that big bad wolf in the story of Little Red Riding Hood.

“You let me in or else-“

“Or else what bitch?” she didn’t continue, she felt suddenly scared at him. She heard rumors about the workers here in the mansion (the workers at the mansion are originally criminal but she didn’t believe that because there’s no way The Riddles would hire such people).

“I-I’ll tell my bestie that you wouldn’t let me in!”

“Ah yeah, that’s cool” feeling bored while he picks at his nose in a disgusting manner “you can’t even enter here, so what can you do? Really, are you that stupid?”

Really, this ugly woman has no sense of boundaries. Petunia can’t stand anymore she pushed her way to the gate and she was stopped by the guard. He grabbed her arms tightly and throws her like a trash in the ground.

“I will sue you for this!“ She glared at him, ‘how dare this filth touched me and humiliate me’.

“Oh wow, I’m so scared. Have mercy on me.” Raise his arms in a scared manner in a bored tone. He leaned closer to her. “Listen to me bitch, if you want to enter here. Bring little Harry with you or I’ll break your arms” grinning showing his full teeth.

“You can’t do that to me!” she couldn’t believe that this beast threatening her.

“Oh yes, I can” grinning evilly at her. “You see, they told me that if you come here without little Harry, I will not let you pass here. And if you insist entering here, they gave me permission to KILL YOU” he moved closer to her.

She felt she’s going to die at that moment (that’s not true right? The Riddles wouldn’t do such a thing, he’s bluffing!), but she felt the guard would likely do it. She hurriedly stands up.

“Alright! I understand, I’ll bring him here!” She got into the car and drove home in a hurry, (I will make you pay once I get to Merope you bastard!).

She had no choice but to take the boy to the mansion. ‘It’s only been yesterday since they met that boy. What’s with that boy that they seem to like him than my son?’ She took Harry with her back, when she got to the gate, she gets out to the car and she pulled Harry harshly out of the car she pushed him to the ground, luckily the guard caught him before he hit the ground. 
“Here’s the boy!” she said angrily while crossing her arms at her chest “can I enter now?!” she will tell her bestie about this guard. She’ll make sure he will pay greatly.

The guard lifted Harry, handed him to the maid waiting for them to arrive, and gave him a signal to cover up the child in sight. He slapped her on the face so hard that Petunia was on the ground and she held her face. She looks at the guard terrified and she was grabbed at the collar.

“Listen to me bitch, next time you do that to him I won’t just break your arms, I will cut it off!” he said in a voice that only the two of them can hear ‘this woman dares to do that to little Harry. Maybe he would ask his masters to maim her a little?’

“Y-yes” she never felt so scared like this ‘maybe the rumors were true’. She was pulled to the ground by one hand and smiled charmingly at her.

“Of course! You can enter now, the maid here was waiting for your arrival.” In his happy voice and acts as if nothing happened. She hurried into the car, and the guard opened the door so that the maid carrying Harry could enter. He looks at the fat boy who was about to piss in his pants, he smiled at him to scare the shit out of him.

“You alright kid?” he ruffles his hair in a gentle manner.

“Yes, and thank you, mister?” cutely tilts his head he was sitting in the maid’s lap.

“My name’s Fenrir dear child” smiled at him (Ah, no wonder why his master is so obsessed with this child, he is adorable little one and those eyes). He doesn’t mind if kids are afraid of him it’s fun to scare them but he hopes this little one here won’t be afraid of him by his appearance.

“I’ll remember that mister Fenrir” happily smiled at him ‘he is so big and kind, I like him!’

“You may go now, the mistress is waiting,” said coldly while looking at Petunia, then he looks back again at the fat child giving him one last smiling face. He guessed the fat child almost peed.

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When they got to the mansion, there was a butler waiting for them at the parking area. He opened the door where the maid and Harry sat, then walk off. ‘The fuck was that? He didn’t even open my door? These poor workers here have no manners! Just you wait till I get this to my bestie’ she was so angry on how they treated her as if she was nothing important. She has no choice but to do it on her own, then she take her son who was crying silently.

“Mum do we have to? I’m so scared.” he might have nightmares about that scary guard.

“We have to! Don’t worry I’ll tell my bestie what happened to us and that beast will pay for that.” pulling her child then walking fast to catch up with them.

She glance at the three people who was ahead of them and was shocked at the scene, the maid was still carrying the boy and held him like a precious gem while the rude butler was holding an umbrella to protect him from the blazing sun. ‘I’ve been coming here every day and never once they treated me that way!’

“Ah! Here’s my precious little darling!” Merope who was waiting at the door and opened her arms ready to hold her child.

“Yes he’s here for you!” she pushed Dudley towards her. Dudley doesn’t have a choice but to obey his mother, he looks up to the woman who was staring at him like she was about to kill him if he stepped closer, he ran off behind his mother ‘Why did mum trying to be friends with this scary people!’, he clutched tightly to his mother.

“Not this pig.” sneers at him, Petunia just stiffened at her remarks.

The maid passed Harry towards her, then bowed at her mistress then left with the butler. She held Harry closely ‘he is so precious little one’.

“Hello my baby.” coos at the child who was blushing. “Are you hungry? I’ve made some pancakes and I bought some fruits for you to eat.” She walks towards to the kitchen, Petunia has no choice but to follow her.

“The guard at the gate, he was so rude! He wouldn’t let me in, that’s why we came late here.” If she tells her what happened earlier maybe her bestie would punish that beast.

“Oh?” she respond uninterested way, she puts Harry on a toddler chair and called some maids to serve her child the food and sat beside him.

“And also that butler earlier, he was also rude! He didn’t open my door and I have to do it in my own! Can you believe that? You should look for another servant, someone with manners!”

“Hmm”, ‘If my baby is not here I might kill this bitch just to make her shut up.’ The maids came in and served the food but only to Harry.

“Where’s our plate?” She was really angry at this point (really, people around here doesn’t have manners, just a simple job and they even can’t do it right).

The maid just stare at her with one eyebrows raise, then roll off her eyes then walks out. ‘This bitch just dares to do that in front of her mistress’s guest? She got a nerve!). She was about to protest at Merope but one look at her she just shut her mouth ‘It’s not good to pissed her off’.

“Here eat this” she hand feed Harry with pancake, “Does it taste good?” She wipes some syrup around the corner of his mouth.

“Yes! It’s so delicious!” he said happily, he never tasted something this delicious food in his whole life, all he have is some scraps food that left.

“Eat more. You’re so thin.” She combs Harry’s hair with her fingers. “What a horrible clothes you have! I know! I will buy you new clothes. Let’s go to Hogsmeade now!”

“Hogsmeade? We should go there bestie! I’ve never been there. I’ve heard that place is exclusive for rich people.” Yes only VIPs are allowed there. ‘I must be there! I deserve it!’ Petunia thought.

“Sure. We’ll go there.” She smiled blankly at Petunia.

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When they arrive at the Hogsmeade, Petunia can’t contain her excitement

“Oh! It’s beautiful in here!” It was like dreams come true, she always wanted to be here but they don’t have enough money to afford everything here.

Dudley trail behind his mother and hold her hand, he felt awkward to this place. Merope who was ahead of them still carrying Harry and two butlers who were at her side. She turns around to see at Petunia who was distracted by the sight of Hogsmeade.

“Why don’t you and your son wonders around? After all this is a rare opportunity.” smiled at her ‘Just fuck-off bitch, I’m having a moment with my baby.’

“But I can’t afford anything here. Even the ice cream cost a thousand dollars.” She said in a whispered voice. She notices at the two butlers who were snickering at her.

“Oh don’t worry! Just take anything you want.” Then she walks away leaving them.

“Hear that Dudlykins, let’s get what we want!” ‘Well, Merope said I can take whatever I want! How lucky I am to be her best friend.’

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While Merope choose which store she would pick for her baby’s clothes, she saw her childhood friends.

“Well hello Adorabella and Eris!” It’s good to see these two once in a while.

“Hello there Merope! It’s been a long time.” Adorabella Greengrass she’s a happy go lucky person but don't mess with her.

“I can’t still believe that you’re the only one would catch the cold hearted king.” Eris Malfoy, Abraxa’s wife, she looks strict but she is a bit childish on the inside.

“Indeed, though I didn’t know he was popular back then.”

“Well, you’re a type of person who doesn’t care.” Eris said.

“As long as no one mess with you.” Adorabella continues.

“Oh my! Who’s this little child?” her two friends look at the child whose face was hiding at her shoulder.

“This is my precious baby. Say Hi to these lovely ladies dear.” He looks at the two ladies.

“Hi. My name’s Harry. Nice to meet you.” Then blush.

“Oh my gosh! He’s so cute. Can I hold him?” Adora can’t contain herself every time she saw children.

“Since when did you get a second child?” Eris stares at her suspiciously.

“You didn’t kidnap him right? That would be illegal.”Adora was now holding at the blushing boy.

“What? That’s ridiculous. I would never do that.” (She was planning that but she needs time.)

“Oh really? So it’s not your child.” Eris said in a sarcastic way.

“She kidnaps a child. Does your husband know this?” Adora teases her.

“He’s fine. Besides he wants to have this child too.” She takes him from her friend and coos at him.

“Harry dear, I want you to call me Mama from now on, ok?”

“Can I call you that?” He really wants a Mama like every kids and this kind lady wants to be his Mama.

“Of course my baby!” and showered him with kisses.

Harry gave his Mama his best smile and Merope just melts from the sight and gives him more hugs and kisses. He hopes his Mama won’t get tired of him and throw him away ‘I’ll try my best not to be bad’ he thought.

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“Ma’am if you want it you must pay it first.” The store manager argues with Petunia.

“As I have told you earlier, my best friend would pay all of this!” She shouts at the manager.

“And who’s your ‘best friend’?” He must call security before this crazy woman would scare his clients.

“It’s Merope. Merope Riddle, the wife of Thomas Riddle.” She will put this man right to his place.

“Right. If you’re her ‘best friend’, where is she? Why aren’t you with her?” This time he ordered his assistant to call for security.

“I don’t know.” She doesn’t know where she is, she just left her. “But if you make an announcement I’m sure she’ll be here.”

“Well, why don’t you just pay this and ask her for refund?”

“I-I don’t have the money to purchase this.” Bite her lips. There were many people staring at her now and she felt embarrassed.

“I see.” When they came in, he signaled the security. “Get this poor dirt out of here, she’s dirtying my shop.”

“Wait! Just make an announcement I’m sure she’ll be here!” She held the paper bag tightly.

The manager snatched the paper bag from her, the security guard dragged her out of the store, and the son held her tightly. She told them not to make any scandal but they seemed doesn’t care.

“How come a beggar like you has entered here in Hogsmeade? Maybe you tricked the security or use some dirty method?” The manager looks at her in a disgusted manner.

“Of course not! I told you I’m with Mrs.Riddle! And I’m not a beggar!” She is frustrated now, her son is crying next to her.

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“How’s the ice cream, my love?” She gently combs Harry’s hair and smiling at him.

“It’s so sweet! I’ve never tasted something like this. It’s ok to eat this alone?” He looks at his now Mama “Would you like to share with me?” The ice cream distracted him, and he completely forgot to let his Mama eat with him.

“Aw sweet child, it's fine. Eat as much as you want, don’t mind me and besides, I bought it just for you.” She smiles at her child ‘He’s not only adorable but sweet as well. He is so perfect than Tom.’

“What’s with the commotion over there?” She looked at a nearby shop across the street, and there were many people around.

“How come a beggar like you has entered here in Hogsmeade? Maybe you tricked the security or use some dirty method?” The owner yelled at the woman.

“Of course not! I told you I’m with Mrs.Riddle! And I’m not a beggar!” She yelled back at the owner.

“Isn’t that the poor Petunia?” Eris looks at Merope who was busy feeding her kidnap child.

“The social climber? Lily’s older sister?” Looking at the scene.

Unlike Lily, even though Petunia always humiliates Lily in front of everyone, she is kind and humble to everyone. No one likes to befriend Petunia because she is an attention seeker and everyone knows that she is also a social climber and that was known in Hogwarts.

“Really? You bought that cheap here? If you want to bring a dog at least someone with manners” She looks at Merope who seems doesn’t care at the screaming woman.

“I hate to say this but that chit is my child’s Aunt.” She twisted her face.

“Aunt Petunia? Where is she?” He looked at the three kind ladies in confusion.

“No worries love, just keep eating and after this let’s go to another store, ok?” Three of them smiled sweetly at Harry.

“Okay. Are you sure you’re not hungry?” tilts his head and stare at them with his big green eyes.

They just melt at the sight and almost forgot the scene that seems likely to get ugly anytime soon.

“Don’t you want to help you’re ‘Best Friend’?” She teases at her.

“Only an idiot would do that Eris, and besides it’s her trouble, not mine.” She looks back to her child who was happily eating his ice cream.

“Oh look at those bags she took. That’s so many! Can she afford that?” Adora said in a mocking voice.

“Well, I did tell her that she can have anything she wants.” Smirking evilly while drinking her tea.

“Oh?” Two of her friends looked at her excitedly.

“But I didn’t say I’ll pay for it.” Then she looks at her friends, and then they laughed. Harry who was not aware of what’s going on, he just smiled at them ‘They seem to be happy. I like that.’

“Are you enjoying baby?” Eris coos at her new kidnap nephew.

“Yes, Aunt Eris.” He smiled at her.

“Wait! There’s Mrs. Riddle!” She desperately points at Merope across the street. “ Merope! Bestie! I’m here! Help me!” she cried.

Merope and her friends ignored her, trying to distract Harry from the screaming woman.

“I think I hear Aunt Petunia somewhere.” He nervously said he might get into trouble if he ignores her.

“Now baby you’re just imagining things,” Eris said.

“We didn’t hear a thing, sweetie.” Adora said innocently.

“Yes my love, don’t think too much. Mama’s here, just enjoy.” Merope coos at her child.

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“Take her out! This beggar is ruining my precious shop!” He said angrily.

“Just let me go over there across the street, she didn’t hear me.” She was desperately pointing at Merope while the security grabs her both arms.

“I have enough of your shitty excuse! Take her out now!” He had enough with this ugly woman.

They harshly threw her outside Hogsmeade, she was on the ground while his son was crying and tries to get her mother up. The securities just laughed at her current state.

“I will make you pay for this!” She shouts angrily while getting on her feet.

“You can’t even afford anything here even an ice cream.” The other security said then the two just laughed at Petunia, then shut the gates.

‘This is not fair! How come Merope didn’t hear me? Why is everyone treating me like trash?’ she can’t help but cry along with her son who was clutching her dress tightly.

“Mum, let’s just go home!” Dudley cries even harder.

“Okay sweetie, but first we must go to the mansion.” She wipes her son’s tears.

“Mum! I don’t want to go there, I’m going home!” ‘Why mum is so desperate?’

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Later that evening, Merope arrived at her home, her child was sleeping soundly in her arms, she can’t help but smiled at him and kissed his forehead and he sighed contently.

“Mistress, the wretch is here. She was patiently waiting for your arrival.” The maid told her.

“Oh? And I thought she had gone home crying like a loser.” ‘That woman doesn’t know how to surrender.’

“Oh, she was crying!” She said excitedly “She looks even uglier. It was so funny, we even take a picture of her.” The maid can’t help but laughed.

“And where is she?” She’s having a good mood and now that bitch just wants to ruin it.

“She’s at the lounge. Want me to call a cleaner Mistress?”

“Yes please, I don’t want my husband to complain, and also can you bring my child to the spare room I’ve prepared for him?” She sighed.

“As you wish Mistress.” She dutifully bows at her.

She carefully gives her sleeping child to the maid and went to the lounge, she doesn’t want to wake her child who was sleeping soundly.

“Petunia! There you are, I was looking for you but I couldn’t find you. So I thought you’d gone home.” She just smiled at her.

“Really? I was there across the street calling for you but you didn’t seem to hear me.” She was trying her best not to snap at her.

“Oh my, I didn’t hear. I’m so sorry, let me repay you for that.” Smiles charmingly at her and calls the butler to bring her the bags she bought.

“Oh thank you!” ‘That’s right you should repay me!’ she thought eagerly and wondering what she had bought for her.

“Here take this, and also I bought for your son too.” She gives her the paper bags and still smiling at her.

Petunia takes the paper bags and she excitedly opened them ‘This must be the most expensive bag!’ When she saw what’s inside the paper bag she was disappointed and angry, then she looks at Merope who was sarcastically smiling at her.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like it? I spend hours thinking what I should give to you.” She said.

“It’s not like that. I like it.” ‘It’s not! This bag looks cheap and the design is very ugly, and she gave Dudley a cheap truck? Like a truck for three years old?’ she couldn’t believe this rich woman just gave her some cheap things.

“I’ll just take my leave then.” She stood up, she was tired and just wants to go home. “Where’s Harry? I’ll take him with me.”

“Oh dear, is the gifts I gave to you is not enough?” She stands up and crosses her arms then smiles warningly at Petunia.

“But I need to bring him-“She was suddenly scared when she look Merope in the eyes then she just shut her mouth.

“Good night Petunia.” Then she walks out of the room.

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She waited for her husband and son in the study, and she knew they would complain to her. She heard the door open, and two people stood there glaring at her.

“Mother, how can you not inform me that my bride is here?” ‘It’s a good thing I bought Harry’s favorite dessert at the last minute.’

“You didn’t even call me that my favorite child is here. What kind of a wife are you?” ‘He can’t believe this woman didn’t tell a thing.’

They sit in front of her still glaring at her as if they want to torture her but she didn’t care and look at them in a bored manner.

“Just shut up, will you? I’m having a headache right now.” She rubs her temple. She suddenly wants to burn the house along with these two annoying idiots.

“First of all,” she looks at her husband “You have a business trip.” Then, she looks at Tom “and second you have cram school.”

“You could have called me. I can leave that boring meeting just be here with my son.” He would rather spend all his time with his child.

“Harry is more important than anyone else not even you two compared to it!” Tom said angrily.

She looks at these two idiots “Like father like son.” She just rolled her eyes.

“Listen to me first you idiots.” She is not in the mood. That moment, Barty came in carrying his husband’s suitcase.

“When I took off Harry’s clothes, there were many bruises and scars all over his body and he is so thin that I can see his ribs.” She worried to what happened to her little angel.

“What?!” The two shouts furiously.

Barty who can’t help but listen to them. He may not know this Harry well, but hearing these words reminded him of his childhood and made him sad, because what happened to him happened to Harry who was already loved by his masters and mistress (more likely they are obsessed already).

“If I may,” he bows at them, “I think he is being abused by his relatives?” Then suddenly, the room fell into abnormal silence.

“H-how can you tell that?” Merope said in her nervous voice, this was the first time he hears her mistress in that voice.

“It happened to me when I was young mistress.” He said in a sad voice. “My father always beats me every day and often locks me up in our basement and he always makes me starve to death.”

He doesn’t want to remember those awful days he has. He didn’t feel regret after he killed his father when he was a teenager and at that time he met Mr. Riddle who still accepted him and offer him the job. Now he is content with his life.

“My poor sweet baby.” She can’t help but cry imagining what happened to her child.

‘I should have burry that pig alive!’ Tom thought angrily, those vile creatures harm his bride. He will make sure those scums will pay for everything.

Thomas took his phone and dialed. “Abraxas I want you to investigate these Dursely’s. I want every detail of them and I need it this instant.” He said in his venomous voice. ‘Those pigs dared hurt his child!’

Barty for a moment was scared though the murderous aura in the room wasn’t aiming for him still he felt like he is choking, so he bows and gets out quickly. ‘I don’t know if I did the right thing or not but I don’t care.’

“Where is he?” Thomas tries to calm down.

“I put him in the spare room near ours.” She wipes her tears.

“What shall we do, father? I don’t want him to go back with those pigs.” Tom imagines how to torture those pigs.

“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way. For now, tell Fenrir they can’t step a foot here.” He stood up and left the study room and his wife and son followed.

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They were both lying in their king-sized bed. They can’t help but felt there is something wrong with the silence surrounds them. Merope can’t help it she can’t sleep no matter how she forcefully closes her eyes. Thomas keeps glaring at the ceiling, he wants to kill someone just to make him feel better. They both got up without a word then gets off the bed and walking fast to their door. When they opened the door, they saw that Tom was about to open the room Harry was in and stopped to look at his parents.

“What?” Tom wants time alone with Harry and his parents don’t get at all.

“What are you doing?” She crossed her arms.

“Well, I’m here to chase away his nightmares. I want him to have a good sleep.” Can’t his parents keep away from them for a second? “What about you? What are you doing here?” He crosses his arms just like her mother.

“Well, I want to sing a lullaby to him so that he won’t have nightmares.” She said proudly.

“I’m here to protect him. What if there’s someone who tries to harm him?” He grabs the doorknob and slowly opened the door not to try making any noise to wake Harry up.

The three of them take a closer look at the sleeping child. He is a precious one. Why would be someone do cruel to this little angel?

Merope move Harry’s bangs away, she was wondering why he was so small around his age, now she knows why.

Thomas wants to get angry but seeing the child who was sleeping peacefully makes his anger melts away just like that.

Tom wonders what can he do to save his precious from those evil pigs, he must find a way.

They stared at him for a moment, and then settled down beside him. Thomas is on the right, Tom is on his left, and Merope is on his back. This was a peaceful night for their precious one, they must protect him at all costs. It is their responsibilities from now on. They will give him all the love and care that those people took away from him.

When Harry woke up, he knew it was still early in the morning. He remembers what happened yesterday, he was having a great time with his new Mama and Aunties. He had never felt so happy before. He was fully awake now, he was shocked, he felt that something was wrong, but not the wrong way. The bed was soft and the blanket around him was warm, then he realizes that he was not the only one in this bed.

He suddenly notices there were many arms around him. It didn’t feel like he was suffocating, he feels like he was being cared for, loved, and protected. ‘This is nice. If this is a dream I wish this will never end.’ He suddenly felt sleepy, it was warm. If he ever saw his fairy godmother he would wish this would last forever. To others, this wish may be simple and plain but to Harry, this wish is the most precious of all.

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“Where’s the freak?” Vernon was drinking his beer and watching TV from their living room.

“He’s at The Riddle.” She felt all her energy was draining down for what happened today.

“You what?!” He stood up immediately. “You know we can’t let that freak wonder around. We still need him for his fortune.”

“Will you shut up? I’m so fucking tired right now!” She has a bad day.

The freak was loaded. They need him until he turned eighteen and when the times come they will own the freak’s fortune. Then they will get rid of him afterward.

“You just left him there?” His wife was so stupid. “You even let our precious son gone home alone and went there. And what’s that you’re holding?”

“I did try to get him but Merope stopped me. I’m not that stupid to risk my life. And this ugly cheap bag was an exchange for that freak.” She furiously throws the bag on the floor. “If you want that freak so badly then why don’t you go there and get him.” She storms her way to their room. She had enough already.

“Tsk. Stupid woman can’t even handle a simple fucking job.” He sat down and continued to drink his beer.

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When Harry wakes up once again, he noticed two things: one, his bed is soft and warm, it was weird his bed doesn’t seem like this way. And second, he was sure his cupboard room doesn’t always so bright like this. He slowly sits up and looks around the warm room. Then he realized he wasn’t in his cupboard. The big door suddenly opened and he saw Tom popped his head and smiled at him.

“Good morning, my love.” Tom smiled charmingly at his bride.

“H-hi Tom, good morning.” He greeted Tom nervously. Tom came to Harry and helped him to get off the bed. He tried his best not to pounce at Harry and do something that lovers do (No, wait they’re still kids.)

“Mother and father are waiting for us for breakfast, but first let’s take a bath.” Tom stripped Harry’s shirt in split-off seconds.

“W-wait!” Harry covered his upper body and blushed into a deep red. “I can do it myself.”

“Now, now love, don’t be shy. Let me help you take off your pants and let me see it.” Tom quickly grab Harry’s pants and was about to pull them down.

His father slammed the door so hard that made Harry yelped in surprised and Tom got pissed.

“Stop harassing him you perverted brat and get out.” He was just in time to save his child from the molester.

“Tsk! I’m just helping Harry to get into the bath.” Still pulling down Harry’s pants.

“I’ll take him to the bath.” He walked into the room and pulled Harry away from Tom.

“Hey! You can’t do that! He’s mine old man.” He was about to attack his father. ‘How dare this old man to take his chance away.’

Then suddenly, he was grabbed by the maid and pulled out of the room. Tom tried his best to stay put but the maid was stronger than him.

“Let me go!” Tom just moved forward to his father who was carrying Harry. He put all his weights to his feet while his hands up in the air trying to grab Harry’s back.

“Just get out and help your mother to prepare breakfast.” The maid tried all she could to drag Tom out of the room.

“That must be scary. Did he hurt you?” If Tom did hurt his son, he would not be tolerated.

“No, Mr. Riddle. Tom would never do that.” Harry hurriedly shakes his head. Tom always tells Harry not to hurt him and he always makes sure he's safe.

He smiled at him and before he could talk some more, Tom popped out again while the maid tries her best to pull him back.

“This is not fair!” He shouts while holding the door frame. “I have more rights over him than you! I’m his husband!” Pointing angrily at his father.

Thomas just smirked at him and he held Harry’s head and kissed his forehead gently, teasing Tom even more. Tom just stared at his father ‘This old man just mocks me?’

“You dare?!” Before he could do something, the maid finally dragged him down the hallway. He could do nothing but shout and telling his father that he would pay for this insolence.

“Let’s get you to a bath.” He takes Harry to the bathroom.

He puts him down and prepares the bathtub and filled with warm water for his son. He glances at Harry who was fidgeting. Harry was afraid that Mr. Riddle might be disgusted at the sight of his body that filled with bruises and scars. ‘I’m so ugly right now.’ He sadly thought.

“What’s wrong? Do you need help?”

“Nothing, I can do it myself.” It’s the first time Harry used a bathtub, usually, he takes a bath outside the house and they rarely let him take a bath.

“It’s alright. Don’t worry now.” He smiled at him to ease his worries.

Harry had to agree with him, and then he stripped off the rest of his clothes, feeling very ashamed. He looked at Mr. Riddle who was staring at him with an angry expression, but it wasn’t directed at him. Thomas notice at the child was staring back at him and he quickly smiled charmingly at him. It was true what his wife told him about the bruises and scars Harry had. He was furious at the sight. ‘Those vile creatures just dare hurt his child just like that? I’ll make sure they pay dearly.’

“Come on now, I’ll help you wash your hair.” He lifts Harry and puts him in the bathtub. He put shampoo and gently massages his hair.

All Harry’s nervousness slowly fades away when Mr. Riddle scrubs his hair. It feels nice that someone does your hair. There was once he saw his aunt do this to Dudley. ‘So this is how it felt? It’s nice.’ He felt sleepy and couldn’t help but smile. Thomas looks at his child's reaction and couldn’t help but smile also. ‘I should take him somewhere today.’

Yes, he should start to spoil his beloved child, after all, he deserves everything. If his son asked the world he would gladly give it to him. What kind of a father he is if he can’t even fulfill his son’s wish.

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“What did you do this time?” Merope asked her son who was pouting. The maid dragged him to the dinning table, it was a funny sight to see.

“Nothing!” He insists. “I’m just helping him to take a bath but father came and he thinks I’m going to rape Harry.”

“Oh really? She asked suspiciously at him. “Like this morning when you touch his bum and the other one was touching his front?”

“I was asleep! How would I know I did that?” He defended his self.

“Are you sure you were asleep that time? You were smiling you perverted brat.”

“That means I dreamed something good.” (Yes he was having a wonderful dream about Harry.)

She just shakes her head and preparing for breakfast for her baby and everything should be perfect. Her son was lost from his thought and was drooling. ‘He must think some perverted things.’ She thought.

The door suddenly opened and her husband came in with her baby who was carried. Tom snaps back at the reality when he sees Harry.

“There’s my baby.” She took him from his husband and put him in a chair. She put a plate in front of Harry.

Harry just stares at the food and doesn’t know what to do. He never had breakfast before, all he had was leftovers. The smell of food makes his stomach grumble but he didn’t dare to take anything. ‘Maybe I should wait for them to finish. I hope they left something for me.’ He thought.

Thomas notices that Harry was surely hungry but held his desire to take anything from the table. Then it hit him, he remembers what happened to him during his stay with those pigs. He took a pancake and put it on Harry’s plate.

“Don’t be shy, eat as much as you want.” He smiled at him, encouraging him.

“Is this is fine?” He asked in a small voice. Everyone in the room went still.

“It’s very fine, child. Take whatever you like. No one will stop you.” He put some more food on his plate.

Harry doesn’t know how to use some utensils, so he just used his hands like he usually does when he eats. They just stare at the child who ate hungrily, they were worried at this point. Harry stops eating and he notices that they were staring at him. ‘Maybe I eat like a pig.’ He put down the food back on his plate.

“Don’t you like the food? Do you want something else?” She asked him worriedly.

“I-I think I’m full, thank you for the food.” He was still hungry but he must hold it.

“Are you sure? You ate a little.” Tom said.

Thomas put some food on his plate and start eating with his bare hands. His family gets the clue and doing the same thing he did. Encouraging him that eating with bare hands is not a problem. Harry beamed at this and starts eating once again. They did have a great breakfast.

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“So what? Did you find about them?” He asks Abraxas.

“Well, from the outside they seem to be normal. Vernon had a business called Grunnings.” Drink his wine.

“According to my hired investigator, Harry was known a ‘liar’ and a ‘troublemaker’ in their neighborhood.” He carefully said.

“Liar? My son’s a liar?” He asks dangerously. ‘His precious son is not a liar! I’ll make them pay for that.’

“That’s how the Dursley would usually say.” He leans backward on the couch. “I have discovered something about Harry. Harry Potter, right?” He took a folder and gave it to Thomas.

“I’m aware who he is.” He opened the folder and saw a picture of Harry whose looks at the camera with a sad expression.

“Yes indeed, but he is a Potter.” He watched his friend’s expression.

“What about it?” He must do something to save his son from those vile creatures.

“The Potter’s had a quiet fortune and, they left for Harry when they passed away.”

“Who cares about his fortune? What I care about is how I can get him out from their clutches.”

“Don’t worry I’m still gathering some evidence against them.” He must convince him to do it a ‘Legal’ way.

“I need it immediately.” Abraxas was about to leave when Thomas continues. “And also, can you take over Harry’s case? I have a feeling they only kept the boy for his fortune.”

Abraxas nodded and left. He stood up and look at his window, wondering how he should spoil his beloved child. Today is the day he should do that. After all, he is a doting father. ‘Maybe, I should bring him to a toy store.’ His phone suddenly rings, it was Fenrir who called him.

“What is it?”

“Master I found a pig.” someone groans loudly. “Shut up!” He guessed he beat him up some more.

“What does he wants?”

“He proclaims little Harry’s uncle and wants to get him.” He sounds angry “Can I kill him?”

“Let him in.” ‘The filth wants to take his son from him. It’s a good thing Fenrir doesn’t know what a patient is. The call ended.

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“What do you mean I can’t enter? I’m here to take my nephew with me.” Vernon was so pissed at this idiot guard. He got out of the car and looked into the eyes of the guard who was taller than him.

“Who?” Fenrir wants to beat this fat man to kill his boredom.

“Harry! That freak child!” He shouts at him showing his bravery.

He punched Vernon in the face, kicked him hard in the abdomen, then grabbed his collar and continued to punch him in the face. Then, he harshly let him go.

“I’ll call my master, ok? You can relax there.” He took his phone and called his master.

“What is it?” His master sounds angry.

“Master, I found a pig.” Vernon groans loudly. “Shut up!” He kicked him again.

“What does he wants?”

“He proclaims little Harry’s uncle and he want to get him.” He kicked him again. “Should I kill him?”

“Let him in.” The call ended.

“You can stand on your right? Get up before I changed my mind.”

Vernon tried to stand up, but Fenrir kicked him again. ‘This beast will pay for this humiliation I felt.’ He got on his car and drove off, there were bruises on his face and a nosebleed. When he arrived, a maid was waiting for him and guides him to his master’s study room.

“Mr. Dursley, have a seat.” He smiled charmingly at him pointing to a chair near his desk.

“Your guard beat the shit out of me. The hell his problem?” He had hard time breathing.

“My apologies, I think he is just bored that’s why he did that.” It doesn't sound sorry at all.

‘The fuck? That beast just enjoying beat every guest who wants to enter here because he’s bored?’ He couldn’t believe that Mr. Riddle just let this happen to him.

“Let’s get down to business.” He leans forward. “So what brought you here?”

“I came here to take Harry with me.” He said as calmly as possible. He must maintain a good impression of this powerful man.

“Right,” he leans back. “How much for the boy?”

‘Surely, this filth would accept his offer right?’ He noticed that Vernon froze, his eyes widened.

“You’ll buy him?” He was shocked about this. It’s not likely the boy is worthy, but he has a fortune that belonged to them.

“He is not for sale.” He said nervously. He needs the boy until then.

“Are you certain?” He raises his eyebrow. “You can name your price.”

“R-really?” He widens his eyes at the offer. ‘He will say yes, after all, he is a greedy ugly pig.’ Thomas thought.

If he sold Harry to this man, he might not get rich. He doesn’t even know how much the boy had, they went to the lawyer but he just shut his mouth because it was in his will to not let anyone know how much. ‘Maybe that freak doesn’t have much.’ He wanted to say yes but he must get Petunia's permission.

“Don’t you want it?” He taunts Vernon.

“W-wait! I’ll ask first my wife.” He quickly stood up trying to convince Mr. Riddle not to change his mind.

Thomas just stares him with amusement.

“I’ll give you this week to decide.” He said flatly.

“I-I understand Mr. Riddle. Don’t worry I’ll give you my decision.” He’ll become rich if he sell that freak, it doesn’t matter how much fortune that boy had.

“Make it quick. I’m quite busy now.”

“O-okay I’ll go. But please don’t change your mind. I’ll convince my wife of your generous offer.”

With that, he quickly left the room.

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‘That was easy.’ He leans toward his chair with his feet on his table. He felt victorious. Suddenly, his door was opened again and he saw his child entered the room with a curious expression. He put down his feet.

“You called me Mr. Riddle?” Harry doesn’t understand why Tom’s father called him, he felt nervous.

“Yes, baby.” He smiled. “Come, closer love, don’t be afraid.” He signaled Harry to come closer.

Harry has no choice but to move closer to him. ‘He doesn’t seem bad like Uncle Vernon usually says.’ Thomas picks up Harry and settles him in his lap.

“I want to go somewhere today and I want you to come with me. Is it all right with you? I’ll buy you something nice.” He gently combs his son’s hair.

“Oh, ok! I’ll go with you.” Harry just agreed.

“You’re such a good boy.” He ruffles his son’s hair. ‘It feels nice to be called a good boy.’ Harry thought happily.

“But first,” he sounds serious this time and his son made a serious face, he chuckled a bit. ‘He is adorable.’

“You need to call me Papa.”

“Papa? Is that alright with you?’ He sounds hopeful.

He wants a Papa too, he felt envy whenever his uncle spoiling Dudley, he also wants to experience that too. This kind man wants to be his Papa like his new Mama. How can he say no to this? For once in his life, he wants to get selfish.

“Yes, I want you to call me Papa from now on.” He will spoil this son of his.

“I like that!” He said excitedly. ‘I have Tom, a Mama, and now I have a Papa. I’m so happy.”

He kissed his son’s temple, Harry giggled. He felt butterflies in his stomach.

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His Papa brought him to a toy store. It was paradise for kids. He was amazed at how many toys that shop has, it was everywhere.

“Do you like it?” His now Papa asks him.

“I like it! I’ve never seen so many toys in my life.” He can’t tear his gaze at the sight.

“Well then, what are you waiting for? Go on, pick whatever you like.” He encourages his son.

‘Kids at this age want toys, except Tom.’ He thought. His son fidgets, he felt nervous while looking at the shelves.

“I want to but I don’t have money.” He shows his Papa his empty hands. He wants a toy, a new one but he doesn’t have any money with him.

“Silly child,” he ruffles Harry’s hair. “Don’t worry about it, Papa’s here.” Proudly point his self, he takes Harry to the shelves.

“Take anything you want, Papa just wants you to be happy.” He smiled at his son.

“But I am happy without any toys.” Harry can’t help but smile at his Papa.

“Really? How so?”

“Because I have Tom, a Mama and now a Papa!” counting through hi tiny fingers and shows it to his Papa.

For the first time in his life, Thomas felt someone shoot an arrow at his heart. He can’t help but be amazed at how Harry’s happiness is very simple, so innocent. Other kids usually want material things and want everything. All Harry wanted was a family, which made him feel happy and satisfied. He will kill anyone if they try to take his son’s happiness.

“Come on my child. Take anything you want, don’t be shy.” He can’t help but smile.

In the end, Thomas is most likely to choose a toy that suits his son, because Harry doesn't know how toys such as robots or flying airplanes work. All he had toys, we’re used and broken, only small green soldiers and some crayons. Seeing that his son is happy, he is satisfied no matter what he gives him. Harry can’t help but felt nervous, but his Papa always told him that everything is fine.

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After they finished buying his son’s toys, they went back to his car.

“So, where do you want to go next?” He started the car and drove away from the parking lot.

“Can we-“ Harry fidget from his seat. “Can we go to the amusement park, Papa?” he asked cutely.

“Sure baby. Just ask anything.” He sounded so proud that his son asked him.

“Really Papa?” He sounds excitedly. He really wants to go to the park, everyone says that place was magical. Maybe he can finally find his fairy godmother in there.

“Of course! Anything for you.” Harry can’t stop smiling and just giggles.

When they got to the amusement park, Harry was mesmerized. The place is full of joy and excitement. He can’t contain his happiness and jumped up and down while clapping his hands. There are many rides to choose from, different kinds of food, and games that will give you prizes if you win. Some mascots hold balloons and wave to some children to encourage them to have fun.

“Look child,” Thomas pointing at the Ferris Wheel “Do you want a ride?”

The moment he saw this place, it was noisy and crowded and most of all dirty. It was filled with annoying children and their parents simply let their brats run all over the place. In short, Thomas Riddle Sr. hates this place and just wants to watch how this filthy place burn down while sitting on his favorite chair and drink some hot chocolate with marshmallows. ‘That would be a good scene, maybe my wife will enjoy the view too.’ He thought evilly.

“Can we Papa?” His beautiful son said excitedly.

“We can darling,” then he took his child’s hand.

Harry can’t help but giggles and instead of walking, he keeps jumping. Thomas just focused on his son’s excitement instead of being annoyed by everything he sees when suddenly his son stops.

“What’s the problem? Don’t you like it here? ‘I will turn this place into ashes if my child doesn’t like it here.’

“That’s not it Papa.” He shakes his head.

Harry look at the near stall and saw a stuffed toy lion, it was big and fluffy. ‘Looks like this lion made for cuddles during at night.’ He suddenly wants it but he can’t ask his Papa, it would be too much. His Papa bought him plenty of toys and also he brought him here. He doesn’t realize that he stare too much at the stuffed lion.

“Do you want anything in there?” Thomas asks his child.

“No, I don’t want anything.” He shakes his head again while still staring.
He notices that his son was staring at the stuffed lion that was sat at the top of the shelves along with other useless toys. He ruffles his son’s hair and walks towards the stall.

“Do you want that one?” He points at the stuffed lion.

Harry looks down while biting his lips and shakes his head.

“Are you sure?”

“But Papa you already bought me many toys. I don’t really need it.” He felt ashamed and still looking on the ground.

“It’s alright darling, as I have told you before you need not worry about anything.” He walks towards the stall with his son.

“How much for that stuff lion?” He arrogantly asks the stall owner.

The owner sips his drink through a straw and intentionally makes a disgusting noise “you need to play to get that brave lion, sir.”

“Of course,” he’s not in the mood to argue with this filth.

Alright then,” the owner clapped his hands together. “You need to knock it down and it will be yours. Just step in the ‘X’ mark, brat.” He made fun of Harry and handed over the toy shotgun with cork bullets.

‘This filth dares to mock my son? I’ll show him no mercy.’ The owner was old and dirty as if he doesn’t know what ‘cleanliness’ is, while his stall was surprisingly spotless.

“Go on dear let’s show this old man that you can do it.” He pays first and then teaches his son how to operate the toy gun. “You just do it like this, it’s like hunting for a deer.”

Harry had a hard time following his Papa’s instructions, he had never held this kind of toy it was bigger than him, though it’s not heavy. ‘What’s with the ’hunting a deer’ means? But it’s a lion, not a deer,’ He shrugged, just listening to his father teach him to have a good time.

“That’s it dear,” he was crouching behind Harry whispered in his ears, “just concentrate and aim your prey.”

Harry nods and focused on the stuffed lion, and then his Papa told him to ‘shoot’. There was a cracking sound from the muzzle, hitting the plush lion. He jumped up happily and quickly pointed at his prize.

“Mister! I hit the lion,” Harry tugs his Papa’s pants and still pointing at the stuffed lion. “Papa, did you see that? I hit it! I won!” He says proudly.

“Awwww, you almost got it but unfortunately you lose.” He stuck his tongue out to Harry. He took pleasure watching Harry’s disappointed expression.
“Wait a minute,” Thomas objects, “he just hit it are you blind? You even saw that.” (He will blind the filth himself.)

“I said, ‘knock it down but you didn’t, so you didn’t win.” He looked at them triumphantly and stuck out his tongue again.

“Papa let’s just go.” He tries his best not to cry.

“That’s right off you go if you’re just going to cry like a baby.” He waved to Harry like a stray cat. He then looks at Thomas who's watching him calmly or so. “What? You wanna play or not? If not, fuck off.”

Harry went behind his Papa’s long legs hiding from a scary man, “it’s alright, Papa and it’s my fault because I didn’t follow your instructions carefully.” He felt ashamed because his Papa got scolded too.

Thomas looks at his son, “It’s alright sweetheart, Papa’s not mad at you.” ‘How dare this filth humiliate and insult his son right in front of him. Maybe, I will give him to Fenrir, he keeps asking me for a new playmate.’

“It’s my turn now dear,” he smiled lovingly at Harry and took the toy gun, then turns to the owner and gives him an icy smile then calmly pay him.

The owner suddenly felt there’s a sinister will happen sooner or later. There was something off with this man the moment he held the toy gun. He can’t tear away from his gaze from this man, it’s as if when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back. The way his eyes express was filled with dark promises such as ‘death’.

“You said earlier that if it’s ‘knock down’ it will be ours?”
“Y-yes sir, you’re right. If you knock it down, it's y-yours.” He just came back from reality. He shouldn’t mess up with the brat when his father is kind of dangerous. ‘Are they even related? They have nothing in common.’

‘Well then, here I go,” He held the gun professionally like he is used to it, then he points at the shelves where the lion was.

He knows the gun wasn’t pointing at him, but it felt like it was aiming at him, he wants to run but his legs refuse to move from where he stands.

Thomas was looking for a weak point, so he can get his son stuff lion, he found a loose nail that would come off if he aims it. He must not fail or his son will be sad and that wouldn't do good, he must fulfill his duty as a doting father to his beloved son. And he will make this filth pay the price. Then he shot and all the toys on the shelf fell to the ground.

“Papa, you did it! You’re amazing!” Harry jumps up and down and he hugged his Papa’s legs while laughing. “Papa, you won!”

“No dear,” Thomas throws the gun to the like trash then picks up his son. “We won.”

“We?” He tilts his head, “but I didn’t do anything.”

“You did something amazing.” He smiles at his son, “you give me courage dear child.”

Harry can’t help but hug his Papa and bury his face at his crooked neck. Harry can’t help but be in love with Tom, his Mama, and now his Papa. They were the first person who treats him special. How he hopes this will not end.

While his son was having a happy moment, he looks back again at the owner who was gaping like a fish.

“Now get your lion dear.” He puts down Harry then ran excitedly over to the stall to take his lion.

Thomas approached the man and gave him a warning smile. “Don’t worry, my beloved son only wants the lion and you can keep the remaining trash for yourself.” The owner was speechless for a while.

“Papa here I got it! It’s so big and fluffy.” It was slightly bigger than him but he didn’t mind at all because his Papa was trying his best to get it for him.

“Let’s put it away first so we can enjoy for the rest of the day.” He called his butler who was just tailing not far away from them and gave it to him, and then he grabs his son’s warm hands.

“Where would you like to go next, love?”

“Somewhere where we can both enjoy, I’m not sure Papa. It’s my first time in here.” His son isn’t only lovingly sweet but also considerate to others.

“Well then, why don’t we explore so we can at least know what we enjoy? How’s that sound?” Harry unintentionally gave his Papa the brightest smile he had.

Thomas almost had a heart attack, his son was the most adorable little thing, and hearing his pure laughter is like a sweet bell on the church (though he doesn’t go to church). Before they left, he turned again to the owner and gave him a sinister smile.

“Watch your back.” With that, they left him.

“What’s that Papa?” His innocent child asked him.

“Nothing my dear, let’s just enjoy this beautiful day.” Throughout the day Harry’s smile didn’t disappear while holding his Papa’s hands, and he felt safe than he ever been.

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She was having her afternoon tea at her garden den when someone interrupted her.

“Mistress, someone is here to talk to you.”

“Who?” ‘It’s better be not Petunia that bitch would try to take my baby away.’

“She said she was your classmate back then. Her name was Myrtle Warren.”

“Ah, let her in.” The butler nods at her.

If she remembers correctly, she was the most delusional girl next to Petunia. They were classmates but, they don’t talk to each other because she doesn’t care much about her classmates except her two best friends.

Myrtle Warren would claim to be the most beautiful figure in Hogwarts. She always felt that girls were jealous of her because she was very popular, and all the boys drooled for her. (Well, that was delusional.)

But the truth is that she is ugly and plain, but she will insist that she is more than that. Everyone should worship her like a goddess. Merope wonders why was she was full of herself to the point she even tells everybody that she and Thomas are lovers.

“Hello Merope, it’s been a while.” She smiled at her. She nodded at her and motioned for her to sit down.

“Do you need something?” Merope stared at her for a moment.‘She hasn’t changed a bit, still ugly and plain, and she wore heavy make-up and a dress that shows her cleavage, look as if she is ready for something.’

“We may be not close back then,” she was nervous “it’s not like I came here to ruin everything you have, but I just saw Thomas this morning at the amusement park.” She whispered.

“He was with a kid, I thought it was your son, but it was a different one.”

Merope raised her eyebrow and just silently listened to her.

“At first, I thought it’s just a random kid, but I heard that he called him Papa.”

“Are you sure about this?” She suspiciously looks at her.

“I know you won’t believe me, but I heard it clearly that he called him Papa, and I have some pictures to prove to you that he had a kid with him.” She took her phone and gave it to Merope.

“I think he is cheating on you,” she trying hard to sit elegantly. “Why would that ugly kid keeps calling him Papa?”

‘Damn this bastard, I’m going to beat the shit out of him.’ Merope is still looking at the photos and wants to kill his husband, but first, she needs to take care of this stupid bitch

Myrtle is happy to see Merope angry, maybe this is her chance to take Thomas away from her? After all, she is still beautiful but not in a shape like Merope but maybe Thomas might be attracted to her?

“Did you say ‘ugly’ to this kid?” She was still looking at the phone.

“Yes, he was-“ before she could continue, she heard a child screaming towards them.

“Mama!” Harry ran to his mother excitedly. “Mama, we’re back.” Thomas who was trailing behind, “Hello, dear” kissed her on the cheeks as a greeting.

Myrtle was bewildered by what she saw; first, the way Thomas greeted this bitch is so disgustingly sweet ‘it was supposed to be me!’.

And secondly, she saw the kid with Thomas and called Merope ‘Mama’, since when they did have a second child? She was sure they only have one child and named after Thomas, and she was sure about this because she kept tabs about them and hoping for a chance to get Thomas out of Merope’s clutches.

“Did you enjoy your date with your Papa, my love?” she pampered her child with kisses and gave him a warm hug.

“Yes, Mama we did enjoy and Papa was amazing!” He throws his hands up in the air. “He got me a big fluffy lion! He was good at shooting” he then positioned imaging himself holding a gun.

“That’s amazing,” she pats his head then she gave her husband a tight look “why don’t you go inside? Tommy just got home and was looking for you.”

“Okay Mama,” he nods at her “Papa?” he called him who was having a staring contest with his Mama.

“Go on child, we’ll follow you afterward.” He doesn’t know why his wife was looking at him like she was going to kill him. Harry stares at his Mama and Papa, when a maid came in and leads Harry towards the house.

“We’ll talk about this later,” she stood up and angrily points at her husband.

“I didn’t do something,” he put both hands up in surrender manner, “not yet” then he grinned at his grumpy wife.

“Later!” she barks at him, and he eventually just shut up. She looks at Myrtle one more time, “and you, I’ll deal with you later.”

“And who’s this?” Thomas simply looks at the guest in a bored manner.

Upon mentioning her presence, she stood up immediately, “it’s me, Thomas, don’t you remember me?” she fixed her dress to look presentable.

“No,” he said flatly and sneakily put his hand around his wife’s waist to soothe her grumpiness.

“It’s me! The woman who was supposed to be your wife, not that bitch!” she angrily points at Merope.

She hated Merope because she was born into a wealthy family and had everything she wanted. She even took her crown during their prom and was declared as ‘The Queen of Hogwarts’ and even took her man too.

“Wife? You’re not even my type.” Sneers at her, “You’re not even as gorgeous as my wife.”

“Not gorge-“ she stutters.

“So you came here alone, right?” Merope cut her off and smiles evilly at her.

“Y-yes, why would you ask that?” She suddenly felt scared and wants to run away, but she couldn’t move.

“Oh nothing, I just wondering if someone would look for you,” she heard Thomas chuckles.

“Or even missed you?” Thomas continued.

She looked at the couple for a moment and found that something was wrong. Before she dared to escape from them as much as possible, everything turned black.

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“You’re an idiot!” Merope hit Thomas in his biceps.

“What did I do?” He just let his wife hit him.

“You are the most idiot person I have ever met in my life!” She hit him again and again. “You don’t know what did you do, idiot?” She huffed ‘honestly, my husband is not only an idiot but also dumb.’

“I have no idea what are you talking about.” He thought maybe his wife was insane or something.

She and her husband had another gaze game, and she wanted to know where his brain had gone. While they’re busy arguing, the butler was silently dragging at the woman who was lying on the ground.

“You don’t know?” She put her hands on her hips, and Thomas just shook his head, giving her wife puppy eyes.

You bastard dare to put my baby’s life at risk! What were you thinking?” She beat him again this time, Thomas just winced.

“What risks? I did not do anything that will harm him.” He tries defending himself.

“You idiot! Why did you bring him to that filthy place?” She hits him again and Thomas gave her an ‘O’ and he knew what she was talking about.

“He said he wanted to go there and who am I to deny him that?” he rubs at the area where his wife hits.

“Idiot!” She took the vase from the table and throws it at him, “You shouldn’t have done that!” Thomas quickly ducked and went around the table.
“But he wanted to be there” his wife have gone mad.

“Are you out of your mind?” She took her cup and throws it at him and which Thomas dodges again.

“What if he catches some diseases? You know that my child is very delicate!” She points at him.

“I know that, but I can’t help it he looks so happy, and also he told me that it was his first time,” attempting to calm his wife down “and besides he told me he had never been there and I was trying to make his dream come true?” Merope stares at her idiot husband and sighs loudly.

“Okay, fine!” she crossed her arms and glared at him “but, if he gets sick because of that place, I will personally skin you alive. Did you hear me?” Thomas nodded at her.

“My precious baby,” she sobs dramatically, “what will Mama do if something bad happens to him because of my idiot husband?”

“It will be alright, don’t worry too much,” he slowly moves towards his wife who was having a mental breakdown.

Merope gave him a sharp look, and he just shut up, it’s no good to piss his wife furthermore.

“Master, mistress” a maid came in, looks like she was waiting for them to finish arguing. “I think little Harry is sad” it was the first time they fought like this.

“What?!” both of them yelled.

“Well, he asked me earlier if both of you are fighting,” she said calmly. They fell silent for a moment and stare at each other.

“Of course not!” both of them yelled.

“If you say so, but I think he was about to cry and thinking it was his fault.” It was all made up by the maid, and she thinks it worked. They quickly arranged themselves and left the garden den. The maid looked at his master and mistress, shook her head, and started to clean up the mess they made.

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“Hello there, my love” he smiled at Harry, who silently approaches him and he notices that he was rather sad.

“What’s wrong, my love? Are you alright?” He intimately rubs his cheeks.

“I think they’re fighting” and he immediately knew who he was talking about ‘damn, my stupid parents can’t even do a simple job’ he was mad at his parents for making his love sad.

“How do you know they’re fighting?”

“I just feel it and I think it’s my fault Tom, but I didn’t mean to.” He shouldn’t ask for more from his Papa, and now both of them are fighting. He wants to cry, but he knew crying wouldn’t solve anything, he should have shut his mouth but he saw how happy his Papa was during their time being together.

“Hush love,” Tom kissed Harry on the forehead, “it’s not your fault, and don’t worry everything will be alright, it makes me miserable seeing you sad.” He dramatically places his right hand in his chest where his heart.

“Tom, I’m so sorry” Harry hurriedly comforts his friend, and he doesn’t want him to be sad.

“It’s alright, love.” he grinned at him, “come now, I know how to make you feel better.” He began to guide Harry towards his room.

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Shit! Shit! He shouldn’t have done, but it was just a game. Everyone cheats, and he didn’t do anything illegal. There is no harm in what he did, that kid deserves it and it was a normal thing to do. It didn’t harm him physically, but still, the man he called ‘Papa’ was frightening. And what’s even worst was he was ‘Thomas Riddle’ damn! Shit!

Who would have thought that the Riddle man would step on that place? He was a filthy rich person, and he’s the type of person who won’t take any interest in the park. When he first came, everyone told him not to mess with Riddles because they would take you to the abyss of hell. His boss told him that, even the police had warned him.

After the incident happened earlier, his boss came to him and kicked him out because he doesn’t want to get involved. He quickly packed all his things and put them on his truck. He needs to stay as far away from this town as possible. He started the truck nervously and drove away in a hurry, feeling that someone would come to him at any time.

When he left the town, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear a loud noise, he lost control. His truck drove deep into the forest. No matter how hard he tried to step on the brake, it wouldn’t work and all he can do is to avoid any trees and not get crashed.

“FUCK!” he went left to right and right to left, avoiding all the trees ahead of him until he hit hard some of the trees. He groans in agony and notices his surroundings, and everything seems dark except his headlight, he tries to move, but his whole body was aching.

“HELP! Please help me!” He is in a remote area however, he is still calling for help, maybe someone will hear his voice.

Then he thought of his cell phone, picked up the cell phone, but there was no signal and threw it out angrily. He can’t do anything but scream for help and keep pressing his car horn. After a while, he heard the sound of someone's engine, and he hurriedly presses the car horn to notice him.

“Please help me! I’m stuck!” he desperately screams.

“What the-” He heard a voice of a man, and he was finally relieved to be saved. “I’ll pay you! Please help me!”

“You’re still awake? Dammit, such a hassle” he has no idea what this stranger man was talking about. “Never mind, I’ll just have to knock you out.”

“W-wait! I’ll give you anything!” He felt something was wrong “Please!” it was dark, and he can’t see the stranger, but he knew the man was big.

“Shuddup! You make my job difficult!” He was hurriedly grabbed out of the truck by the stranger and fell to the ground.

“What did I do?” His legs were useless, and all he could do was to crawl away from him.

“You make little Harry sad, and my master was furious and told me to get you.” Before he had time to deal with what the stranger was saying, everything went dark.

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Later that night, when Vernon went home after he went to his office.

“Pet!” Vernon excitedly went home after his work in his office.

“What is it? And where’s the freak?” She was not in the mood to talk with her husband.

“Get rid of your foul mood because I have good news for us!”

“And what’s that?” She put her hands on her hips.

“This morning when I went to get the freak,” he leans towards his wife, “and then Mr. Riddle offered me a sum of money for that boy.” Petunia was surprised.

“Are you sure? That freak?” That was highly impossible if Mr. Riddle did that. There’s nothing special about that boy, only his property was left by his parents.

“Yes, I am sure,” he convinced his wife, “I even confirm it to make sure.”

“What about his fortune?” She doesn’t mind throwing away the freak but, his fortune is the most important. She knew that Potter was wealthy in her Hogwarts days, after all, she had listed the rich, and those were just poor dirt.

“Never mind his fortune, and I bet he doesn’t have much.” He claimed.

“I see,” she responds nervously “so how much did he offer?”

“He said that I can name my price,” his eyes were shining, “imagine that if we ask him how much we wanted, then it would be great!”

“Oh, dear!” She can’t believe what she heard from him, and are they willing to pay them just for that freak? “But why would they do that? What do they want from him?”

“I don’t give a shit on what will they do to him,” he shrugged “as long as they pay us, I don’t mind.”

“Well then,” she was excited about the mention of money as long as they pay them, she doesn’t mind what will happen to that freak. Even if they sold him to slaves or sold some of his organs. Even if they kill him, she won’t mind.

“We should start processing his guardianship papers so that we can get our money.”

“Tomorrow, I’ll go to the court to get the papers.”

“We should hurry it up” Vernon smiled at her and nods “he only gave me this week, and we should hurry, or else he might change his mind, and we don’t want to miss that opportunity.”

“Vernon, I’m so excited! I wonder what I should buy?” she delightfully shrieked “an expensive bag or shoes or dress?”

“We buy everything we want!” He should use the money to grow his company.

“But how much do you think we will ask them?” She hoped that the boy would cost much so she can have luxurious things like Merope had.

“He said ‘name my price’ well, then I’ll ask him a hundred million!” He yelled proudly, and his wife stared at him.

“That’s too much! What if the boy isn’t worth that much?” Vernon just laughed at her.

“It’s alright! They are wealthy people, and money isn’t an issue to them.” He explained to her. Thinking of this, she smiled viciously at her husband.

“Then, there’s no problem!” She clapped her hands “and shows our neighbors that we are not poor dirt like them and we are something more.”

They laughed at their goals in life. They will be as rich as the Riddle family. No one will look down on them, and everyone will respect them and treat them better. Immediately afterward, they suddenly felt a chill in their backs and held their breath for a while. Both of them don’t know why they felt that way, and it feels like there’s a bad omen that will happen soon.

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“Where’s my baby?” She asked one of the maids who was cleaning in the hallway.

“Little Harry? He was with young master Tom, they went to his room.” Everyone in the household knew about their masters and mistress obsession with little Harry.

It’s a good thing that they meet little Harry otherwise the three of them would likely run wild and kill anyone who opposes them. There was this one time when someone insulted the young master, both his master and mistress maimed him in front of the young master without any mercy. Now, they are focusing on making little Harry happy and making him spoiled. Their masters and mistress were unlikely affectionate to little Harry and only to little Harry. But if someone tries to make little Harry sad, they would likely end up like the man they maimed, or even worst.

“We should go there immediately,” they hastily walk towards Tom’s room “what if he does something horrible things to my precious son?” Thomas can’t help but worried.

The way their masters acted towards little Harry was quite cute and funny, it was unlikely behavior they have. With this, they decided to protect little Harry at all costs, after all, he was a beautiful treasure admired by their master.

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“Come here, Harry,” as Tom guide Harry to sit on a chair, “sit still and relax.”

“Yeah, I had fun at the park! Tom, it was magical!” as Harry was telling Tom his story, Tom was kneeling in front of him, and he takes off Harry’s shoes and socks.

“Tom, what are you doing?” He asks Tom curiously.

“Oh nothing, I just want to do something for you.” He squeezed his little feet gently.

“What is it?” he cutely tilts his head.

“You seem tired, and I was thinking to give you a massage.” He gently began to massage his feet.

“Tom? Is it really necessary? I mean you don’t have to do that.” No one has ever done this to him, and he's kinda nervous.

“Nnnngh… Toooom it hurts a little.” Tom looks at him and just smirk.

“Relax yourself dear one, I’ll be gentle.” He squeezes his heel part and used his thumb to massage the bottom of his foot.

“Tooooom, there! It feels good in there.” Harry can’t help but moan in delight.

“Glad to hear that, love.” Tom tries to calm himself down not to pounce at Harry after hearing such a sweet voice.

“It feels so good. This is the first time someone has done this to me.” It was nice of Tom to do this.

“Then starting this day onwards, we’ll do this every time you want it.” His other hand was slowly creeping upwards his knee and gently squeezes, then continue to go higher.

“Really?” Tom is good at everything, he is lucky to have Tom as his friend, he never had a friend because of his cousin, and maybe Tom wouldn’t mind if they would be the best friend, right?

Thomas and Merope, who were listening silently on the other side, turned pale when they heard their conversation.

“Oh dear” Thomas was trying his best to calm down and not wanting to break the door. “He's doing something with my son!”

“What shall we do?” Merope was panicking.

Both of them are fighting for a handle to try to open the door. When they finally opened it, they were ready to scold Tom for trying to harass their innocent child, but all they saw was Tom giving Harry a foot massage.

“And what unholy things are you trying to do to my baby?” Merope asks Tom suspiciously.

“I’m just massaging his feet because he was tired,” Tom defended himself.

“Is that so? Why do I feel something is off?” Thomas will severely punish Tom if he did something.

“Whatever you say, father,” he ignored them both and continues massaging Harry’s foot.

Harry was looking at them worriedly. ‘Are they fighting because of me?’ he thought.

“What’s wrong, darling?” His Papa walk towards him and was followed by his Mama.

“Are you fighting? I’m sorry” Harry looked at her “Mama, it wasn’t Papa’s fault, and it’s my fault because I ask too much. Please don’t fight.”

“My love,” Merope lifts Harry and hugged him tightly ignoring Tom’s displeasure “hush now, it’s not your fault, dearest.” She kissed his forehead.

“And who’s said we’re fighting?” Thomas uses this opportunity and hugged Merope from behind, showing Harry they aren’t fighting at all.

“You’re not?” he was hoping that everything is fine.

“That’s very unlikely for us to fight,” both of them cheerfully told Harry, and didn’t notice Tom only rolled his eyes at his parents lie. ‘Not in front of him, of course!’ the three of them have the same thought.

“Oh,” he was relieved upon hearing this, “I’m glad” Harry gave them his sweetest smile.

The three of them went blind as of the moment. Harry is their precious sunshine, and they will do everything they can to keep that smile.

“Now that settles,” Tom got irritated at his parents for violating his rights over to his Harry. “Aren’t you two having something better to do?” He crossed his arms on his chest.

“Right, we need to do something, dear” Thomas took Harry from her embrace and kisses him on the cheek, and put him back on the chair.

“I’ll start making dinner,” and gave Tom ‘the looks’ “you do something to Harry, I’ll make you regret it,” she hisses at Tom.

“Of course, mother” he smiled innocently at his parents.

“Can I help with the dinner, Mama?” Harry at least wanted to make himself useful.

“Oh baby, you just rest and leave everything to us. Don’t worry Mama’s going to make the best dinner for you.”

“But I want to help, I know how to cook.” Harry offered his help to his Mama.

“It’s alright,” Thomas agrees his wife “no need to pressure yourself too much.”

“But-“ before Harry can argue with them, they already left the room.

“They’re right love, don’t push yourself too much.”

Harry gasps loudly, and his eyes went wide. How could he forget this? He was having a good time and forgot about Tom’s feelings. What if Tom already hates him and it is too late to correct it?

“Tom?” He doesn’t want Tom to hate him.

“What is it, my love?” He was taking his time putting back his shoes.

“Tom, is it alright with you that I call your parents Mama and Papa?”

There was this one time when he was about two and called his aunt ‘Mama’ and uncle ‘Papa’, she slapped Harry and his uncle beat him and called him ‘freak’, then throw him to his cupboard. It was painful to think that it made him cry. His cousin mention this topic always to mock him.

“It's fine, my love,” he can feel his little love was about to cry, “whatever you call them, I don’t mind” he took his tiny hands to his.

“Really?” Harry looked Tom in the eye.

“Yes,” he smiled at him and went back to his business, “and besides, you’ll end up here whether you like it or not,” he mumbles softly.

“Did you say something, Tom?”

“Nothing, dearest,” he smiled innocently at his Harry.

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“AHHHHHH!” When someone broke one of his fingers, the man shouted in pain. “Please stop!” he sobbed painfully “I’m begging you.” His voice has become hoarse.

He was tortured for hours and asked the other person to stop, but he wouldn’t listen to him. Some of his teeth were forcibly pulled out without any anesthesia, his fingers were broken one by one, and his toes were cut off. His face was being punched again in the face until it swelled up. He was sitting at the chair, which held him tightly as if there’s no chance of escaping from this hellish torture.

“STOOOOOPPPP!!!” A woman beside him screamed, who had the same faith as him.

The man who tortured them was ruthless, showing them no mercy. ‘Sup playthings! My name’s Fenrir, and let’s have some fun!’ that’s how he introduces himself first then tortured them. He doesn’t know if they had a chance to survive.

“Please let me go I promise I won’t tell the police about this. I swear!” He is at least trying to convince him.

Fenrir laughs at his offer, and before he could continue to torture them the door from the chamber suddenly opened, and two figures came inside. Even in their terrible state, they can recognize them it was the Riddle!

“Master! Mistress! You’re just in time!” He said it in a sing-song tone, “just as I promised, I didn’t kill them.” He gave them a shark-like smile.

“It smells horrible in here as usual,” Merope took her handkerchief and cover it in her nose.

“Did you have fun with your new toys?” Thomas asked Fenrir while looking at the two pathetic pigs.

“Why, Thomas?” Myrtle cried while looking at Thomas, her beloved, her King. “I didn’t do anything!”

“Silence you insolence,” Merope huffed in annoyance “You dare insult, my sweet baby, right in front of me?”

“What baby? That ugly freak?” She yelled at Merope, “he wasn’t even your son!” Merope slapped her, pulled her hair, and forced her to look into her eyes.

“Did I hear that correct? NOT MY SON?” She looks at Thomas who was amused by her wife's actions, “did you hear that dear? He’s not our son and called him ‘freak’?”

“Oh?” The cold response gave Fenrir a signal and walk excitedly towards Myrtle. “Remove her tongue.”

Myrtle was frightened by the coldness of her love. ‘How can Thomas do this to me?’ Before she could protest, Fenrir grabbed her face and forced her to open her mouth.

“Would you do the honor, mistress?” Fenrir seems excited.

“I would love to, but I can’t dirty my hands,” Merope smugly looks at her clean hands, “I have to cook dinner for my sweet baby, I promised him delicious food, and I don’t want it to be spoiled.” Her husband just laughed at the background

“Come now, dear,” Thomas guided his wife out of the door, “by the way, Fenrir before I forgot,” he looks back at the three people in the room.

“Be sure you’re taking good care of your toys,” then he gave them an evil smirk, “so they would last, unlike the last time.” With that, both of them left the room with satisfaction.

There was a sound that was painfully echoing in the darkest place where there’s no escape from the pit of hell.

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Hello everyone :))))

I'm so sorry about the delayed chapter.

My surgery was successful and for now I'm still recovering but don't worry everyone I'll be back anytime soon.

And also I'm only using pc from my work coz I don't own one XDD so it might take time for me to return but don't worry THIS FIC IS NOT ABANDON I PROMISE YOU :)))

I want to give my sweet Harry a happy ending with his buncha crazy new family XDD

Thank you for your patience everyone :))

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Harry woke up on a good morning. He dreamed of a beautiful house and a loving family. Last night, his mother promised him a delicious dinner, and she did it. Before he goes to bed, his Papa check under his bed and in the closet and told him that there are no monsters, he doesn’t understand why his Papa said that, but he doesn’t mind at all. Then Tom slept beside him and told him some stories until he falls asleep in his arms keeping him safe. Just as he was daydreaming, the door suddenly opened.

“Good morning, young master.” The three maids said.

Harry sits up and stared at them for a while, “Young master? You mean, Tom?” he flipped his blanket cover and searched for Tom, but he wasn’t there and look up at the three maids, “Oh, I’m sorry, but I don’t know where Tom is.”

They giggled at his remark, and he felt embarrassed, and the other maid came closer to him and helped him out of the bed.

“You are the young master, dear,” she pats his head.

“Me? I don’t live here, and I’m not part of their family.” He opened his arms and looked at them in confusion. It hurts to say that he doesn’t belong here or anywhere, but he must accept the reality that this is NOT his family.

“Oh really?” The other maid said, “Well then, what do you call young master’s parents?” She started to fix his bed while the other two maids began to strip him off to take a shower.

“I call them Mama and Papa.” He yelped as the other maid took off his pants.

“Then, they are your family, and they love you.” She smiled sweetly at him.

“Really?” he sounds hopeful.

“Yes!” the three cheerfully said.

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“Good morning, my love.” When Tom put the food on the table, he prepared breakfast for his beloved, whom he and his mother had argued earlier.

“Tom! Good morning,” Harry cheerfully greets his friend and then looked around looking for someone.”

“You’re looking for them?” Asked coldly, and Harry nodded at him.

“They have work to do and they kindly asked me to take care of you,” actually more like his parents threaten him if he did something to their innocent child. He just wants to kiss those delectable lips of his beloved without someone interrupts his moment.

“Is it just us?” Harry wanted to know what Tom was thinking, his expression looked funny, but he ignored it.

“Yes!” he felt victorious, “Let’s have a romantic date.” He reached Harry’s hand and held it lovingly.

Harry heard this ‘DATE’ from one of his classmates, and he was once looking at them who was having fun with the ‘DATE’ and wished that someone would ask him that.

“Okay, Tom I like that ‘date’” he nods at him, and it’s not that bad to at least experience it.

Tom wants to give Harry a sweet kiss, but it can wait until his beloved is ready. “Then, let’s finish our breakfast so we can have our date.”

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He was about to take his beloved to his room to be alone but was stopped by the servants, and told him that his parents order them to NOT to leave them alone together. The nerve of his parents to try to ruin his date with his beloved. He will take revenge one day, and he will make sure they will regret it.

“We can’t have a private time alone, dear,” he looks at his love “I'm sorry.”

Harry smiled at Tom, “It’s alright Tom, I’m glad you’re here with me” he grabbed Tom’s hand “I’m still nervous around here.”

“Don’t worry, my love,” he lovingly cradled his small face “I won’t leave you and go anywhere.” Harry stared at Tom for a moment and blushed, his heart skip for a moment and he doesn’t know why.

“Do you like reading, dear?” Tom asked him, which he received a shy nod “then, let’s go to the library.”

“You have a library in here?" Harry was amazed.

“Yes, we have various kinds of books in here.” He could see that his beloved was shaking with excitement.

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“What’s the plan for his birthday?” Merope asks the two men who were watching Harry playing with his toys not far away from them.

“What else? Throw him the best birthday party.” Thomas said, looking at his wife.

“Not a boring and ordinary one.” Tom looks at his parents, his lover must have the best birthday party he deserves.

“After his birthday party, we can go to Disney World,” Merope said excitedly.

“I heard it's ‘The Happiest Place on Earth.” He agrees with his mother.

“That’s brilliant! I’ll make a reservation.” Thomas flipped through his phone quickly.

“We should go to a beach. He once told me he loves going to the beach.” Tom continues to read his book but from time to time he would look at his beloved making sure he’s not in danger.

“We can go to Fiji or Maldives.” Merope is now excited to see his baby’s reaction.

“Let’s not tell him our plan, and we’ll surprise him.” The three of them agreed.

“But he doesn’t have a passport.” She forgot that her baby doesn’t have one because he used to live with those poor pigs.

“You can have it before his birthday, right?” Tom looked at his father.

Thomas scoffs, “who do you think I am?” he shrugs “Of course I can have it.” He grins at his son, “tomorrow he would have it!” and he laughs.

Merope and Tom only chuckled. Harry looked at his laughing Papa, and he quickly stood up and ran towards his new family. They seemed to have a lot of fun, and he at least wanted to be a part of it. He came directly to his Papa, smiled lovingly at him, picked him up, and put him on his lap.

“Sweetie, your birthday is near.” Merope coos at her baby, “Let’s have a big party!”

“It’s alright if we don’t have.” He wants to, but he shouldn’t ask for more.

During his stay with relatives, all he has to do is work just like every day. That night, when he was tired in the cupboard, he would draw a birthday cake for himself from the dirty dust and imagine that he had the best birthday party in the world. There were many presents than his cousin had and his parents were there, and he had many faceless friends singing him happy birthday. After imagining his birthday, he is likely to make a wish on the drawn cake, then ignore the angry roar in his stomach and continue the party in his sleep.

He will always be grateful to his new family because they take care of, love, and shelter him at home, and that was enough. “I’m just happy to be with you all.”

“What are you talking about?” Tom almost yelled, but he controlled it, “you will have it, my love. It’s your special day.”

“Now, dearest,” Harry looks at his Papa, “like Tom said, you will have a party. But not just a party, the best party in the world.” He tries to convince his sweet child. Harry looks down and nods while biting his lips to stop him from smiling,

“C-can I invite my friends?” he asked nervously. ‘He had FRIENDS? Since when? And why they didn’t know?’ It was a big shock to them, and all they knew is, he didn’t have one because his disgusting relatives forbid him to have one.

They stared at him for a moment before they answered him, “of course you can! It’s your party, after all, you can invite whoever you want!” Harry smiled at them.

“I should be going and tell them to come,” Thomas put him gently on the ground, and Harry starts to run off.

“Be careful and bring Barty with you if you’re going somewhere,” Tom shouts at him, and Harry stops to look at him and nods, then he runs again.

‘Did he have FRIENDS?’ This question keeps bothering them in their minds.

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Merope looks at the table filled with food making sure nothing is out of place. They were at their garden for the venue with the theme of different kinds of hues of green to match her baby’s eyes.

“Where are the servants that are supposed to help us on his special day?” Thomas arranged the tables and chairs for his son’s ‘FRIENDS.’

“I haven’t seen them after they arranged everything here, but this is not enough!” She’s frustrated now, she wants everything to be perfect so that his baby’s ‘FRIENDS’ won’t bad mouth him.

“Hush dear,” he moves behind him and rubs her arms to make her calm. “I know you’re frustrated now, but calm down or our son might hear you and will make him sad.” Merope took a deep breath. “Here he comes with Tom.”

“Mama! Papa!” Harry was about to run towards them But Tom held his hand tightly. “Don’t run you might get hurt.” Instead, they walked.

“Must you do that?” Thomas took his son into his arms.

“I just don’t want him to trip over and hurt himself,” Tom explains, but he's jealous.

“Don’t get jealous Tommy if Harry loves us more than you.” His mother had dared to mock him.

“Settle down now,” he looks at the two who were likely to start a fight, “any time now your ‘FRIENDS’ will be here.” He looked at the son in his arms, poked his nose, and made a giggle. They were interrupted at the sounds of footsteps, and some whispers talks.

“Where are the servants?” Tom whispered to his parents.

“They were gone suddenly.” His mother told him.

“I hate brats who always crying and shouting,” Thomas complains, it’s a blessing that he has two good children. “I might poison some of their food if they do that.”

“Don’t ever do that!” She slightly slapped his husband’s bicep and gave him a dead look.

“Oh! Oh, they’re here!” He squeaks while jumping up and down.

The moment the door was wide open, the three of them were shocked by what they have seen. All of their servants were dressed well as if they’re going to attend a ball as if they weren’t servants in the first place.

“You came!” Harry runs towards them. “Uncle Fenrir you’re here too!” Fenrir looks down at little Harry and picks him up with one arm.

“Well, I can’t say no to you, and besides I heard you’re going to have a big cake.” Harry felt as if he was about to explode from the happiness he felt, he never thought they would come to his birthday.

“So, this is your ‘FRIENDS’?” Tom can’t help but asked, it’s not likely he is against his little love’s decision on making friends.

“Uh uh,” Fenrir put him down, and he moves towards his family, “please don’t get mad, and I invited them because they’re my friends.”

“What? Who’s mad? I’m not mad.” Thomas shouted trying to prove something.

“That’s very unlikely to get mad at you. I’m rather happy for you!” Tom said with a determined voice.

“Oh darling, I will never get mad at you,” Merope said carefully.

“Well then, why don’t we sit down so we can start Harry’s Birthday Party!” Thomas declared.

Harry’s friend sat at their respective tables, but they are having a bit problem now. Merope stood tall beside his husband with Tom and Harry in front of them.

“First of all, thank you very much for coming to our precious son’s seventh birthday.” She smiles softly at Harry.

“Second, we apologize for these arrangements.” Thomas look at them, it was funny to look at them putting party cone hats on their heads.

“We didn’t expect that his ‘FRIENDS’ were you?” Tom continues.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” he looks at his family. “I thought it was okay as long as they’re a good friend of mine.”

“IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT!” Everyone shouted in unison. Harry flinched a little and smiled.

“It’s alright little Harry I’ve never been to a kid's party,” Barty said while hugging a balloon.

“This is the best party, thank you for inviting us!” Fenrir shouted.

“Why don’t we start it already?” Thomas noticed that Fenrir was staring at the big cake and drooling at the same time. Everyone cheered as if their inner child was screaming in excitement.

Harry was glad that everyone had fun at his party, after they played some games, there were also clowns at his party, which was awkward because everyone gave them a death stare if they dare not to make the birthday boy happy.

“It’s time for the cake!” Merope shouted at them.

“YES! CAKE!” Fenrir yelled while he held Harry as if from the movie of The Lion King.

“Put him down, you beast!” Tom shouted at him.

“What? Can’t reach?” Fenrir was still holding Harry up in the air and stick his tongue out while Harry was laughing.

“Now, now put him down first, Fenrir,” the moment Fenrir carefully put Harry down, he was quickly grabbed by Tom and hug him while glaring at him, and Fenrir just grin.

“Come now, dear you sit here.” Thomas put him on his special chair while everyone watched him, besides him, there was a big cake like it was the biggest cake he had seen. Then his mama put a small cake in front of him with many candles on it.

“Since you can’t reach the big cake, this will do.” Everyone sings him a happy birthday.

He looks around and he saw something familiar. Every once on his birthday, it was the same dream he had during those nights as he falls asleep. He had a family and this time he was being loved like he always hopes for. He had friends and this time they’re not faceless. When his Mama told him to make a wish then blow the candle, he closed his eyes and held his hands together praying that this wasn’t a dream and praying this would last forever.

After making a wish, he blew out the candles, and everyone greeted him and told him how much they loved him. He can’t help but cry, he didn’t understand why he cried but this time, it wasn't pain he felt but the happiness he has never felt before.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Merope was shocked, his sweet child never cries even if he was hurt.

“Hush, my dear.” Thomas can’t help but held him, everyone seems panicked after seeing him crying so hard.

“Tell me what’s wrong, my love? I’ll make it right.” Tom rubs his back to make him calm down.

“Who makes him cry?” “Hey! Who dares to make him cry?” “I’ll kill you if you’re the one who did this.” Everyone started to point at each other.

“What’s wrong, darling? Are you hurt somewhere?” Merope was about to cry. Everyone was quiet now and listen to what little Harry had to say.

“Th-,” *hiccups* “thank-“ *hiccups* “thank you, everyone! Thank you so much!” He cried even harder while rubbing his eyes. His Papa hugs him tightly, and his mama and Tom also hugged him.

“GROUP HUG!” Someone yelled, and everyone formed a group. And Harry can’t help but just laugh while his tears keep falling.

Maybe the fairy godmother was real and she was secretly helping him as Tom once told him. Real or not, what was the most important right now is this moment, and he will always remember this.

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“You’re reading that?” Tom stands in front of Harry, who was lying down on the floor.

“Uh-uh,” without looking up to him. “I have the same one back at my aunt’s house, but that one is kind of old, but I love that.” He sounded sad.

“What’s wrong, my love?”

“It’s not like I don’t like it here, actually I love it in here, but-” he sits up and looks up to Tom “Tom … Can I go back?”

For a moment, Tom was furious. Why would he go back in that hell hole? Is it because his love isn’t enough? What does he want? Should he burn that house along with those filthy pigs so that Harry wouldn’t go anywhere but here with him?

“Why would you go back in there?” sounded like a warning.

“But Tom, I think I don’t belong in here. I think I have overstayed here.” Tom seems to want to murder someone that made Harry flinched back, but Tom pulled his arm towards him.

“Do you think I would allow you to do that?” He unconsciously gripped hard, “Do you think you could run away from me?” he growled.

“Oh, dear,” he smiled warningly, “You’re not going anywhere.” Harry was scared, and he saw Tom got so mad.

“S-sorry,” he looks down in shame “I didn’t mean to make you mad.” Tom softens as he hears his love's distress. He used his other hands to grab his back and pull him up.

“My love,” Tom pressed their bodies together, “don’t you dare think little of yourself. You belong here with me.”

“I belong in here?” Harry asked hopefully, and Tom smiled at him and pressed their foreheads. “Of course you are. You’re the only one.” He then moves his hand that was holding his arm to his cheek and rubbing it lovingly.

“Only for me,” he was about to kiss him, then he heard someone cough.

“Ahem-,” He gritted his teeth as he looks at the pest who interrupts his moments with his beloved, “that’s very sweet of you, young master,” one of Harry’s maid. She was right behind Harry, with a smug look on her face.

“There you are little Harry, we are about to make some snacks. Would you like to help?” She rubs her cheeks against Harry’s while hugging him from behind. She lifts him and coos at him, “Would you like to help your big sisters? I know you would!” in a baby’s voice, and walks away leaving a frustrated young master behind.

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“So, where’s the freak? I’m bored, and I would like to play.” Piers, his best friend and one of the freak’s bully.

“He’s not here, mom left him at the Riddle.” he nervously said.

“Is that true, that all of them are dangerous? Dad told me not to get involved with them especially their son.”

Dudley nods hastily and whispers to him, “that’s true, Tom always hurts me whenever we went there with my mom.” Pierce showed an unbelievable expression.

“Here, I’ll show you something.” He opened his shirt and showed him his body that was covered with some obvious scars and some faded bruises. “He did this every time we went there.”

“Have you ever told your mom or dad?” Piers went pale, and Dudley continues.

“Tom told me they wouldn’t believe it, but-“ it gave him chills whenever he remembers of what has Tom did him. “I told them many times, but they just shrugged it off and told me that I’m clumsy and it wasn’t Tom’s fault. They don’t believe me.”

“That’s horrible!” Piers yelled.

“Sometimes, he would order those rabid dogs to chase me around, and I don’t have a choice but to run for my life.” He gulped down, “if he’s not in the mood to do anything with me, he would order some of his servants to lock me up in the stinky stables, and I’d rather be there because then he won’t do anything bad to me.”

“That’s scary, Dudley” he nods at him. “Why won’t you fight back? I’m guessing you’re bigger than him.”

“I did once, but he beat me instead, and I thought he would rip off my arm.” Pierce flinched, and the knock on the door made them startled and screamed.

“Who could that be?” They paused for a moment, then there was another knock on the door, and Dudley stood up and opened the door. He remembered that his father had to work all day, and his mother had to do something.

“Yes, who is it?” The moment he opened the door, the first thing he saw was the familiar amber eyes that haunt him in his dreams every night.

“Step aside Pig,” Dudley panicky step aside as Tom went inside the house along with his butler. He looked around with an expression of disgust. “You call this a house? Well, it suits you.”

“W-why are you here, Tom? Mom and dad aren’t here.” He asked nervously.

“Tell me where’s Harry’s room, and I shall be on my way.” Dudley didn’t know what to do if he would tell him that the freak lived in the cupboard or just pretend he doesn’t know, but Tom would know if he was lying. It wouldn’t do well if he does that, but still, what does he wants from the freak’s room?

“I don’t have all day for you to answer my simple question.”

“Dudley? Who is it?” Piers asked him, “So this is, Tom?” Tom raised his eyebrow. “You’re afraid of him, this spoiled brat?” He laughed and was about to scare him off, but Dudley stops him. “Stop it, Piers!”

“At least you grow some brains Pig, the least you could do is teach this filth some manners.” Piers looked at Dudley, but he only bowed in shame at Tom’s remarks.

“What did you say?” he was about to attack him but Dudley once again stops him, “don’t do it, Piers!” Pierce stopped and glanced at the butler, who looked at them with a funny look.

“Go on then,” Tom looked at Barty, “he won’t interfere with us,” Barty took that cue and step back.

Piers throw his right fist towards Tom’s face But Tom was very clever, reads his childish behavior, and then leaned to his right to avoid. He mirrors Piers's move but instead, to punch him in the face he aims at his solar plexus. Piers hit the ground and coughed violently, almost blocking it out.

“Must I ask you twice?” He steps over on Piers to come close with Dudley, “or do you prefer to what happen to this filth?” Dudley had no choice but to point at the little door under the staircase.

Tom sneers back at him and walks towards the cupboard. He tries to open it, but it won’t budge, he then notices a padlock that was holding the door close. “Where’s the key, Pig?”

“I-I don’t know,” he crouches down to at least help his passed-out friend. He looks at Tom and saw him in a murderous look, “u-usually dad has the key and I don’t know where he usually hides it.”

He snapped his fingers and then step aside, and he let Barty open the door, and he kicked it open with his foot. He step inside the dark and dusty cupboard, then Barty found a small light bulb inside and turned it on. All he could see inside the cupboard was an old brownish mattress which would likely be once pure white, a tattered blanket that wouldn’t make someone warm during the cold days, and some broken toys that can't be play anymore. It was dark, cold, and lonely. It was weird that he could feel his beloved misery life and he can’t help but feel sorrowful, which was the first time he felt pity for others. But his beloved isn’t ‘others’ but the love of his

He started to search at the cupboard, he hopes that those pigs didn’t touch it or else he would personally cut off their hands in a brutal way. He kept searching everywhere even though his suit might get dirt, but he didn’t care for as long as he found it, then everything doesn’t matter. Barty, on the other hand, was concerned about his young master, he wants to help to search, but his young master was determined to look for something on his own, so he let it be.

“Found it,” he said calmly, “What is it, young master?” Barty asks curiously.

“My love’s favorite book,” he held it with care, it was old but the pages are intact. “Let’s get out of here before I might murder someone.” He walks out of the room and looks at Dudley who was trying to wake up the filth.

“Now Pig, the next time we will meet, it would be the end of your entire pathetic family.” He gave him a warning before he left them both in distress. Dudley can’t help but crying in relief at the same time crying for his life.

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“TOM!” Harry runs towards Tom excitedly, “where have you been? We made some snacks, do you want it?”

“I would gladly eat anything you made,” he smiles charmingly. All his anger had washed away upon seeing his beloved beautiful smile.

Harry giggles, and it’s like the most beautiful voice he had ever heard. “Let’s go, Tom!” “Before that, here I have a gift for you,” he gave Harry something that was beautifully wrapped.

“What’s this?” He tilted his head cutely, then opened it. He gasped hard, his eyes widened, and he saw his most precious thing, He hugged his treasure tightly and looked at Tom in tears.

“Tom, how did you-“ *hiccups* “how did you get it?” he held the book like a desperate child holding his blanket when someone try to take it away.

“It doesn’t matter,” he pulled his love towards him, and now they’re closer than ever. “Did you like it?”

“I love it, Tom!” He tries to hug him even though he’s small, “Thank you, Tom!” Tom takes this as a cue, then he leans forward to kiss him, but someone puts a hand on his head. Again, why some idiot would try to ruin every happy moment he had with his beloved.

“Oh dear, you must be famished, young master?” It’s her again, damn her. “Let’s go little Harry, everyone is in there.” She shoves Tom away and tickles Harry as they walk towards the garden den.

Well, in the least his beloved wouldn’t think to go back in that filth again. He should start thinking about what should he do to them and take avenge for his beloved.

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It was early in the afternoon when Tom has decided to take his beloved to his favorite place in the mansion, the library. He look at his beloved, who was sleeping peacefully on his lap on the big sofa. The moment he gave his beloved his favorite book, he wouldn’t let it go and held it as his life depends on it. He observed his beloved’s slumber rather than continue reading his book.

His beloved was pure and innocent, oh how much he wanted to defile it. His messy fluffy hair looks like he got laid, oh, how he wants to do this His round face with a cute button nose, oh how much he wants to pamper with kisses. Those pouty cherry lips that he would like to bite and make it swollen, oh, how he wants to taste it. His small frame was perfectly built just for him (due to malnourishment), oh, how he wants to mark every inch of it.

While he was having a fantasy, a maidservant came in, “Young Master, you have a guest.”

“Who dares to disturb me?” He is not in the mood to receive guests today. Well, he didn’t expect to have guests, unless it’s…

“The young Malfoys is here to speak with you, young master.” He should start to tell all the servants not to accept guests anymore unless it’s necessary.

“I see,” he carefully moves his love’s head off to his lap, “I’ll be back, my love.” He whispered and walked out of the room.

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“Tom,” Lucius greets him. He was the son of Abraxas Malfoy, he was like a carbon copy of his father. Both he and his father have the same icy blue eyes and have white-blonde hair. They were childhood friends, but Tom would prefer him associates, but he doesn’t mind because he knows him well.

“Lucius,” he greets back, “and pray to tell me what are you doing here?”

“I want to speak with you,” Tom raises his eyebrow, “something important.” Lucius continues, he knows well that his friend wants to do a direct business.

“What are you going to talk about, Lucius?” Draco, his younger brother asks. “I want to know!” He demands.

Tom looks at the annoying brat and then to Lucius, “you brought him here?” Unlike his father and brother, they are still alike except for the grey eyes which he got from his mother.

Draco quickly hid behind his brother, he was afraid of Tom. When he saw Tom for the first time, something was wrong, which made him tremble with fear. He asks his brother why he has to be friends with him, but his brother just shrugged and told him that a six-year-old boy like him wouldn’t understand.

“I-I want to be with my brother!” He was afraid of Tom, but he doesn’t want to leave his brother alone with Tom.

Tom clicks his mouth, “quite down, brat. If he ever wakes up because of your annoying voice, I’ll make you pay for it.” He threatens him.

Draco squirms behind his brother, seeking protection. He once saw with his own eyes how miserable Tom was to a fat boy about his age. How he makes him suffer, and that was a cue to not make him mad.

“He wants to come with me here.” He explains.

“As long as he doesn’t make a sound, then I wouldn’t mind,” Tom told him coldly while looking at Draco.

Lucius sighs, “Draco, just do what he says.” He nodded to Tom, and then went to a more private place.

Draco was left alone, and he doesn’t know what to do. So, he went to explore the mansion, and maybe he would find something interesting in this scary place and show it to his brother.

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“Tom?” He stretches out and sits up, then rubs his eyes. “Where are you, Tom?” He yawns, he was still sleepy, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“Tom?” He once again called, he frowns and looks around, but he couldn’t find him. “Maybe I should find him.” He mumbles to himself.

He got off the sofa and hid his books between the shelves to ensure safety. He then went off to find his friend. The house was huge, and he doesn’t know where to look first, so he went first to look at the garden. Walking in the corridor, he looked around, there were many beautiful things, and his thoughts had been lost.

“Pardon me, but who are you?” Harry turned his head to the boy in front of him. His eyes went wide, he didn’t know that there are other children there. “Are you deaf or something?”

“Oh!” Harry panics, “M-my name’s Harry.”

“Harry? Why are you here?” Draco wonders if this Harry is Tom’s new victim of his cruelness, but he looked fine.

This Harry was rather small and skinny than any other children, and maybe they were the same age? He had wild hair who doesn’t know how to brush his hair, and he had beautiful big green eyes that were captivating. Draco doesn’t know why but he doesn’t want to leave him alone.

“I was looking for my friend, have you seen him?” Draco guessed maybe his friend was the fat boy. Poor thing, whatever Tom had done to him may his soul rest in peace.

“I didn’t-“ he glances at Harry who was making a sad puppy face, “didn’t know that the two of you are friends! I-I just saw him a while ago. I’ll help you find him!” He suggested as he panics.

“Really?” He smiles at him, and Draco thinks he might get blind. He was screaming internally.

“What’s your name? Harry tilts his head cutely and Draco reminds him like a cute puppy.

“I’m Draco Malfoy. I’m a Malfoy.” He says proudly and Harry beamed at him. He grabs Draco's hands and started to drag him along with him.

“You don’t mind if I call you Draco, right?” Draco wants to correct this Harry kid about calling him by name with familiarity, but he failed as Harry look at him with a puppy eyes.

“N-no! I-I don’t mind at all! Call me whatever makes you comfortable!” He shouted in determination.

Harry smiled at him, “I like your name. It’s beautiful just like you.” It’s true, he was beautiful, and many people who saw his beauty would praise him non-stop, but the way Harry said he was beautiful makes his heart skip a beat and make his face beet red.

“Are you alright, Draco?” Harry asked worriedly. Draco suddenly grabs Harry by the shoulder.

“Harry, let’s get out of here! I’ll help you escape from here! Leave your fat friend behind and save yourself!” He yelled.

“W-what?” Harry startles, and before Draco could try to convince him again when someone familiar voice shouted at them not far away.

“YOU BRAT! Unhand him, now!” Tom growled at him which he let go of Harry.

He was afraid of Tom, but he won’t let him hurt Harry, so he did the bravest thing he had ever done in his life. He went in front of Harry and tightly closed his eyes while opening his arms wide protecting him from the devil, or at least that’s what he thinks.

“TOM! There you are!” Harry runs towards the devil… Happily? He was confused at the same time his worried for Harry.

“Harry, no!” He wanted to save him, but his feet got stuck on the ground. The devil clutched tightly at Harry as if he wouldn’t let him go.

He closed his eyes. He might not know Harry well, but he guessed that Harry was a kind and lovely kid. He failed in saving him from the devil if only he were brave enough like the heroes he admired. Maybe his older brother was right about him? He was a crybaby and a scaredy-cat. But he doesn’t know why he wants to protect Harry, but it feels like he wants to do it.

“I won’t let you hurt him, you devil!” He doesn’t want Harry to suffer like that fat boy, so he miraculously runs towards them while closing his eyes and screaming, hoping he would at least stop the devil from harming Harry.

Tom saw the brat running towards them pitifully. Lucius was not far away behind him and didn't know what was happening now. So, when the brat nearly approached them, he step aside with his beloved. Letting Lucius handle the brat himself, Lucius on the other hand wasn’t paying attention much was tackled hard by Draco who was screaming. His crybaby brother hit his stomach using his head, and they both lay on the ground in pain.

“Tom, where did you go?” Tom held Harry’s head making his face buried towards his chest.

“My love, forgive me if I happen to left you alone.” In a calm voice.

“I was looking for you.” He lifts his head to look at Tom, he was taller than him.

“It’s alright, I’m right here. I won’t go anywhere.” Harry smiled at him, if it wasn’t for the noise he might kiss his beloved.

“Ugh! DRACO-“ *coughs* “Why-“ *coughs* “did you-“ *coughs* “hit me?!” Lucius was curled up on the floor while clutching his stomach.

“Wh-where’s the devil? Ow!” Draco held his head, he felt dizzy but still looking for the devil.

“Who’s the devil, brat?” Draco stood up and glared at him.

“Let go of him you, devil! I won’t let you hurt him!” He was pointing at Tom.

Tom looking at him unimpressed, he turns his beloved around to face the brat and hugged him from behind, and put both hands on his beloved’s hips, and then smirked at him.

“Am I hurting you, my love?” Taunting the brat, Harry shakes his head in confusion. “Tell him then, otherwise he won’t believe me.”

“I’m fine Draco, Tom wouldn’t hurt me.” He said in a determined voice that leaves Draco speechless.

“B-but I saw him how he make that fat boy-“ before he could continue, he was grabbed hard by the shoulders.

“Enough, Draco” Lucius tries to stand, “Will be going then, Tom.” He nods at him, still clutching his stomach and dragging Draco forcefully.

“W-wait, brother! I need to tell Harry about how Tom is e-,” Draco tries to free from him.

“That’s enough, Draco!” Draco stopped struggling and looked into his eyes, and most likely he wanted to cry. If he tried to tell him that Tom was evil, his brother would only scold him.

“Sorry for my brother’s outburst,” he slightly bowed at them, “we shall be going now, come on now, Draco.”

“It’s alright Draco, don’t cry.” Harry was about to comfort him, but Tom still held him. They left with Draco who was crying so hard and telling him he didn't want to leave.

“Finally, those two left.” He let go of his beloved.

“Who are they, Tom? Are they’re your friends?”

“Of course not, the older one is my associates while the little brat is no one to me.”

“You don’t have friends?” Harry asked.

“I don’t have one, and I don’t-“ His love grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes with a serious expression.

“Don’t worry, Tom! I’ll be your bestest friend! You won’t be lonely again, and I promise I’ll make you happy.” Harry knows what it feels like to be lonely and don’t have a friend. He would make sure Tom wouldn’t be alone again.

Tom was having a malfunction, did his beloved say ‘BESTEST FRIEND?’, but they’re going to be married soon or maybe they should do it now? Before he could correct his beloved, someone from his behind giggled. Damn, it’s her again!

“What do you want, Ella?” This damn maidservant always ruined everything.

“Oh nothing, I’m just here for little Harry if he needs anything.” She tried to hold back her laughter. “Let’s go now, little Harry, and I want to show you something nice.” Harry runs towards her excitedly.

“What’s that? What’s that?” He jumped up and down.

“Why don’t we go there, and you’ll know,” then she looks at her grumpy young master. “Why don’t you bring your ‘BESTEST FRIEND’ along?”

“Tom, let’s go!” Harry pulls his friend with him to follow big sister Ella. Tom just gritted his teeth but followed them.

Well, first friends, then lovers, right? He doesn’t mind as long as he and his beloved are going to be married someday, and no one, not even this Ella would hinder his plan.

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“If that old geezer won’t shut up, I might send him to Azkaban! He always gives me a headache!” Merope rubs her temples.

“Him again? You should do that, and maybe you pay someone to beat the shit out of him.” Thomas was scrolling through his phone.

“Justice this, justice that! It’s so annoying every time there’s a meeting.” She continues her outburst.

“He hasn’t moved on about what happened to his friend?” He chuckled darkly.

“He should be thankful that his friend came back alive.” She smirked.

“Though he lost an eye and leg, at least he’s breathing.” Both of them laughed.

“We are here master and mistress,” Barty said and turned off the car engine.

“Good grip! I’d rather play with my son than deal with my job.” Barty opened the door for them and they walked into their mansion.

“Where’s my baby?” The maidservants took off her master's coats.

“His at the garden with the young master and the other servants,” she answered.

Both of them went straight to the garden to see their precious son and of course, Tom. They heard a child’s laughter, and it was their son, well Tom doesn’t laugh unless he did something.

“Did you hear that, dear?” Merope asked excitedly.

“Looks like someone’s enjoying,” when they arrived at their destination, the first thing they saw was some of their servants were there playing with their son. They were running around the fields, and it was a lovely sight to see their precious son having fun as if it was the first time in his life, he was happy. Their sweet child looked in their direction and smiled happily at both of them.

“Mama! Papa!” He ran towards them excitedly. “Where have you been?” He cutely tilts his head, his papa picks him up, and both of them kiss his cheeks that give him a giggle.

“My cute baby,” she cups his small face. “We have to go to work we’re so sorry, precious.” Thomas continues.

“Oh,” he paused, “I’m sorry Mama, Papa, I didn’t know.”

“My sweet darling, It’s alright we just forgot to tell you but don’t worry, we’ll tell you beforehand.”

Harry nodded shyly, and then Tom stood in front of them and looked at them blankly.

“Now, I think I bought you something. Let’s go back inside then.”

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“What’s with you?” Her mother asked him.

“I just went to that filth’s house,” he made a disgusted expression “its suits them right.”

“Why would you step in there?” Thomas asked. Tom took his tablet and showed his parents the pictures he took while he was in there.

“I took some evidence in there that might help us,” he sneers, remembering how those pigs treat his beloved.

They look at the pictures with rage. How dare these vile creatures to treat their sweet child like that? There will be hell to pay the price.

“Should we kill them instead? I mean they’re not important anyway, and no one will bother to look for them.” Merope suggests darkly.

“Ah, we should give them painful deaths.” He gave a deathly promise.

“Calm down, will you?” Tom paused for a moment and then continued, “If we kill them right away, that would mean they would get away for what they have done to him.”

“I think torture would be the best option,” Ella suggested as she puts her master's drinks on the table. “You know everyday torture until they begged for death, but oh! You wouldn’t give it to them.” She happily suggested.

“Thank you for that wonderful suggestion, Ella,” She squeaks with happiness at the praise of her mistress.

“Make their pathetic lives miserable,” Thomas said.

The three of them smirks evilly, while Ella stares at them with admiration. She can’t help but feel excited, the way her masters want to murder someone to save others who needed help. She still remembers when she was five or so, they rescued her from her abusive stepfather. They bathed her, fed her, and most importantly, they gave her a family. Their masters may not be saints, but they are amiable and treat them equally. All of them here were saved by the Riddles.

On the other hand, Harry was sitting on his big brother Barty’s lap while reading him a storybook that his Mama and Papa had bought for him. Distract him from the murderous aura around the room.

Harry looked at them, and they were smiling, but something’s was off, it was somehow similar to his relatives whenever they want to hurt him, especially his uncle. He got a bit scared at the sight, maybe they’re not nice at all? Or, everything was acting like a normal adult does, just to keep their reputation like his aunt? Maybe he shouldn’t assume that someone would be nice to him after all? Maybe they’re waiting for the right time to hurt him just like his relatives do.

Thomas looked at his sweet child, and he was staring at them in fear. Oh dear, they must somehow slip their murderous smile, and that won’t do.

“Come here, darling,” he waved his hand, and his child was reluctantly walking towards them. Merope held her baby on her lap and combed his hair gently.

“Is there’s something wrong, darling?” Thomas gently rubs his cheek with his thumb.

Harry shook his head and looked down at the floor. He was ashamed that he thought they would hurt him. The way his Mama and Papa gentle hands touch him like no one else does every time he's scared, the way they speak to him is always soothing, and there was no anger lingers in their voices.

Thomas looks at his wife and looks back to the sweet child, “Dear child, would you like to stay here and become our family?”

Harry perks up and looks at his Papa in the eyes, “C-can I? For real?” oh, how he hopes.

“YES! I mean, why not sweetie?” Merope hugs him tightly.

“R-really?” He almost cries, but he doesn’t want to, he doesn’t want them to think that he was weak like his cousin would bully him every time. “I promise I won’t do anything that would cause trouble.”

He was overjoyed to hear that they asked him to stay here! Isn’t that wonderful? He can’t stop smiling, and his heart keeps beating fast and he starts to twist his hands. And they asked if he wanted to be part of the family too! The people in the room take a back at the sweet child's words. His relatives should pray for their pitiful lives from now on.

“Why ever you think of that? Causing trouble? Who told you such?” Tom can’t contain his anger, ‘those filthy creatures dared to put such words to his little love, and there will be no mercy.’

Harry lowered his head again, he thought Tom was angry, but not at him. “N-nothing, it doesn’t matter.” He pulled a smile on his little lips, and he was happy that Tom felt that way.

“Darling, look at Papa,” as Thomas cupped his child’s cheeks, “you are special. Never doubt yourself, okay?”

“You’re not causing trouble, sweetie. You are special just like the rest of us.” Merope placed her head on top of him.

Tom grabbed both of his hands, “You’re special and I love you for that.” Tom buried his face on his love’s lap.

“Say it, little Harry,” His big sister Ella encourages him, “say that you’re special!” she clapped in glee.

“Um …” he looks at his Papa and gave him a warm smile. “Say it, baby, Mama wants to hear it.” She kissed him.

“I’m special?” he nervously said in a whispered voice.

“Louder love, I can’t hear it.” Tom was still face down on his lap.

“I’m special.”

“Louder darling, if possible you need to shout so that the whole world knows how special you are.” His Papa told him.

“I’M SPECIAL!” All of them gave him a round of applause, telling him that they are proud of him.

“That’s it, little Harry! You’re special! Big sister Ella is so proud of you.” Barty had to keep Ella calm down before she would burst into tears like a baby.

At night when his Mama and Papa had tucked him in his now bed. Read him some stories and give him a good night kiss. He was sure he would have a good night's sleep. Later, when his Mama and Papa had gone, he took his favorite book that was hidden under his pillow and jumped out of bed, and ran to his big window. Looking at the big bright star above that was shining throughout the night. He held the book to his chest and closed his eyes.

How he wished he could see his fairy godmother. If he ever sees her,  he would wish her to stay with his Mama, Papa, Tom, and everyone in this house. Is that too much to ask? If he did, would he be selfish? While he was busy making a wish to the stars, someone had entered his room silently walking towards him then hugged him from behind.

“Hush, my love, it’s just I,” he turns him around to have a face-to-face with his love, “Why aren’t you sleeping yet? Do you have nightmares?”

Harry shakes his head, “I’m making a wish from that big star,” he pointed at the star outside his window.

Tom pursed his lips, “What did you wish for?” he gently grabbed his chin to look up to him.

“Shhh, Tom I can’t tell you,” Harry whispered to him, “Or else my wish won’t come true.”

“My most beloved,” Tom put his forehead to his “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll make sure it would come true no matter what.”

Harry smiled at him, “Oh, Tom thank you,” Harry kissed his cheek like how his Mama and Papa would do. “I love you.”

Tom’s heart skips a beat, and he almost faint at his little beloved’s words. He was about to reply, but the little minx beat him.

“You are a good big brother, Tom. When I grow up, I want to be like you!” He said happily.

Tom looks at him blankly.

“Tom, you okay?” He cutely tilts his head. 

Tom thought when he was younger. That he didn’t have a heart, but now he knew he had one. He can feel it shattered into pieces.

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“Pet, have you gathered all the documents we need?” Vernon asked his wife while stabbing his sausages and bringing them to his mouth.

“Yes, I have it, dear!” she said excitedly.

“Good! We’ll be going there today, then!” he exclaimed.

“Wait!” She paused, “let’s call them first,” Vernon scowled at her.

“If we don’t act now, everything will be lost! You know how Mr. Riddle doesn’t like to wait any longer.” He angrily stabs his food. “We must go there after our breakfast.”

“Yes, I know Vern, but remember that ugly beast? We don’t want to get humiliated again, right?”

“That monster? I’ll get him next time if I had the chance. I’ll make him pay.”

“We must call Merope first so that we can enter their manor easily without having to interact with that ugly beast.”

“I see,” nods at her.

“Is the freak still there?” Dudley asked his mum while munching his breakfast to his mouth.

“Yes, my Dudlykins, and once we sell him off to the Riddle’s we won’t take care of him.”

“You will sell him?” His mom nodded happily, but he was suddenly uneasy. “Isn’t that… illegal?” he asked unsurely.

“It’s not!” He claimed, “As long as it is businesses”. Vernon smiled wildly, eyes full of greed.

“Don’t worry, dear,” Petunia coos at her son “besides, once we have the money we can buy anything we want!” she said excitedly.

“Mum?” His eyes got widened, “that means I can buy many toys?” To his excitement, he ate his food quickly.

“Yes! And finally, I can enroll you to Hogwarts!” She wants her son to experience the best in life.

Hogwarts is the best school, but it’s quite expensive. Her pathetic sister was given a full scholarship as long as she maintained her academic performance. But she doesn't have the brains like her, thankfully her mother used to be a teacher there until they graduated. Those who work in that school can guarantee their children can enroll there without having to pay the ridiculous amount of tuition fees.

She sneered at the thought of working there, if she bowed her head like a desperate commoner like the red-haired woman with seven children, she would ruin her image. She has a pride and doesn’t want to become a laughing stock in their neighborhood.

She was glad that the Riddle's took an interest in that freak child, and it would be easier to get rid of him without having so much trouble. She hoped he would be treated harshly by them. She would not give a damn about that freak, and all she cares about is her family that would have everything they wanted. Maybe that freak is screaming in pain, or maybe worse than the cupboard, and is now starving.

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“Aaaaaahhhhhh-“ Harry shouts as his Mama attacked him, “Mama nooooo-“ as he whines.

“And why is that?” His Mama asked him.

“It tickles!” As he wriggles away from those tickling hands.

“Ah-ah, no you can’t escape from me.” As she continues to tickle him, he let out another scream of laughter.

“Have mercy on that poor baby,” as Thomas enters the study room and sees his wife and his child having a good time.

“Papa!” He cried out for help and raised one hand as he tried to reach his Papa

Thomas picked up his son, who was lying on the sofa and covered by his wife. He felt like he was flying as his Papa held him high and giggled. He held him tenderly and kissed his child’s temples before he put him down on the ground. Harry immediately ran to the coffee table to finish his drawings, before his Mama sneakily attacked him. He walked to his desk and opened his laptop to check any emails he had received.

“Hello there, my little love.” He greeted him as he walks into the room and sat beside him. He snaked his arm around his waist, trying to get close to him, and gave him a naive smile.

“Hello, Tom!” He smiled at him, then returned to his drawings.

They were enjoying the silence in the room until Barty came over and whispered a few words to the mistress, who was drinking tea. Merope scowled at Barty’s words. She looks at Tom in the eye, and Tom raises his eyebrow.

“My love, why don’t you get that favorite book of yours?” Harry glanced at Tom in question.

“Go on, sweetie.” His Mama said, “Mama will read it to you.” He nodded happily at his Mama and hurried to get his treasure. As the door closed, she waved her hand to Barty to continue.

“Mrs. Dursely just called and asked if they can come here.”

“Why would they come here?” Merope asked.

“Good riddance! It takes them forever to make a simple decision?” Thomas exclaimed.

“Seriously, Father? You’re going to waste our money on those filths?” Tom sneers at him.

“Of course not!” He told his brat, “as if I give them any penny. They are nothing but filthy beggars.” He grins evilly.

“Just leave this to us, Tom.” His mother warned him, “Just make sure they won’t harm my baby because if they dare, I’ll make them scream till they’re dead.”

There was a silence, and then the three of them just smirked and laughed. That’s when Harry heard them once he opened the door and smiled at them.

“Oh, there’s my baby.” Harry ran to his mother to show her his treasure.

“Come sit with Mama, sweetie. I’ll read it for you.” Harry sat eagerly beside his mother. Tom sat beside his beloved and held him.

“Tell her to come this evening at eight,” Thomas whispered to Barty. He bowed and left them.

While Harry focused on his book with his Mama reading for him, he didn't notice the three of them made eye contact with each other and just smirked evilly,

It’s time to pay a price for what they have done.

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Since morning, he didn’t see his beloved. It was supposed to be a lovely morning, but the moment he woke up, his beloved had gone from his side. Who dares to separate his love from him?

He asked his parents and even the servants were his beloved, but everyone just ignored him! All of them are incompetence! He wanted to burn down the house along with them. Damn his parents!

They were all busy preparing for his ninth birthday. But he doesn't care about that, all he wants is to spend his day with his love or maybe for eternity. If only immortality existed, maybe he and his love would be immortal.

“We thank you all for coming to my son’s birthday,” as his father announced to the ballroom that filled with influential and powerful people.

“Please enjoy this night’s event,” as his mother finished the speech.

It would be a long night, and he didn’t still see his beloved. He doesn’t know where he is.

“My lord,” Lucius whispered greeted him along with the other children, and Tom just curt at them, “Happy birthday, wishing you all the best.”

“It would be best if he’s here with me.” Tom isn’t in the mood, and it seems all of them get the cue.

“Would you like us to look for him, my lord?” some other child asked him. Before he could answer him, he heard someone shouts his name.

“Tom!” His heart sang in delight at the voice, his beloved ran towards him.

“Leave us and make sure no one would disturb me.” He gave them an order.

“My love, where have you been?” He hugs him tightly, he doesn’t care if someone would see them.

“I was preparing something for your birthday!” He exclaimed.

“Oh? And what is it?” How he wished his lover would dedicate himself to him. That would be delicious.

“Follow me to the garden.” Harry dragged Tom to the garden.

Tom felt as if lovers were running away from everything to start a new life, just the two of them. How nice it would be. He will work hard just to give his little love the best life he can give.

When they reached the garden, his love pulled him under the tree not far from the manor.

“Happy birthday Tom,” Harry hugged him tightly.

“Thank you, my love.” Tom smiled and wanted to ask for more.

“Well, since you have everything and I don’t know what to give you.” He fidgets nervously, “big brother Barty suggested that if I do this it would be the best gift for you.” Harry blushed cutely in front of him.

Tom thinks that whatever advice Barty gives to his beloved should be worth it, otherwise he'll push the older man up the stairs, hoping to break his neck. Or, maybe watch him burn alive.

“Can you close your eyes for a second, Tom? I promise I won’t do anything funny.” Tom frowns at his beloved’s request but cooperates.

He closed his eyes and wondered what his beloved has prepared for him. A moment of the second went by, he felt there was soft, sweet, and warm to his lips. To his curiosity, he slowly opened his eyes and saw his beloved was close to him, so close. He could not believe his beloved finally kissed him! In the lips! Though it was just a peck, no matter what it was a KISS!

Tom was speechless, and his tongue went numb. His heart was beating faster as if he runs around the manor. His entire body went still. He just stood there while gaping like a fish, but he quickly recovered from the shock.

“Can I ask for more?” He asked him with determination in his eyes. His sweet innocent beloved's eyes widened.

“Do you want more?” He asked Tom to make sure But Tom nodded eagerly, and Harry just nodded shyly at him then he pecked him again, willingly.

“But my love, should you do it one more time? You know to make it three, and three means ‘I love you’. Don’t you love me?”

He sobbed and tried his best to shed tears, hoping his little love would fall for it. He really loves Tom and loves his Mama and Papa a lot. Well, he loves everyone who shows kindness to him. To his panics, he grabs Tom’s face and shoves his face to his, and pecked him again. But Tom was greedy and wanted more.

“But my love, should you do it more? As what have you said it’s my birthday today.” He paused, and then asked “I’m already nine, can I ask for at least six more?

Harry was thinking if he should do it or not, but he doesn’t want to disappoint him since it was his birthday. He leaned forward again and pecked Tom six more times.

“There, are you happy now Tom?”

“Yes! I’m very delighted!” He cups his cute little face, “it was the best gift I’ve received in my whole life, and I’ll never forget this.”

Harry smiled at him, and he was glad that his gift was the best. It’s a good thing he asked big brother Barty. Tom had a brilliant idea, he grabbed his beloved's tiny waist and pulled him towards him. He squeezed his chin with his other hand, tilted his head, and opened his mouth with his thumb. His beloved’s small frame fitted perfectly to his.

“That’s it, my love, open that lovely mouth of yours.” He licked his lips and was about to kiss him when someone grabbed his head.

“Hold it right there, you perverted brat.” Thomas stopped his brat.

He can’t understand how his parents (one of the most brilliant in their school days) are this fucking stupid. Why can’t they just leave him and his beloved alone? Just for a minute? No! He wants eternity!

Merope snatched his baby away from the molester.

“Are you alright, my sweetie?” Harry nods in confusion.

“That’s it!” Tom was now pissed off, “Both of you are the most- hmpf!“ before he could continue, his father covered his mouth before he could say something.

“Ah, my baby, do you want some cake? I’m sure you are famished right now.” He was full, but the mention of cake makes him hungry, so he nodded happily.

Tom stops thrashing around from his father’s hold. He hates it when his beloved is hungry, and he doesn’t want to make him go through hunger ever again. He composed himself, and his father just let him go.

“Come and let’s go inside, it’s cold in here.” She held him in her arms warningly.

They went back inside. Tom thought that maybe one day he and his beloved would really run away and live happily ever after.

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“Mum, should we go there?” Dudley asked her.

“Yes! We’ll get our money, and we’ll be rich!” She proclaims.

“Pet, did you double-check all the documents? We don’t want to miss this opportunity.” Vernon tries his best to look good in their mirror.

“Of course! Now, let us go.” She clasped her hands, “We should not be late! Mr. Riddle hates it when someone is late.” She put the documents into the envelope.

They went to their car, and they excitedly chatted about how they would spend their money once the freak will be sold. They arrived on time, and they were surprised when the gatekeeper let them in smoothly without hassle. 

Although Dudley thinks something strange happens when the beast smiles at them with sheer malice.

“Let’s hurry up! The sooner we get it done, the sooner we can get our money!” He says happily.

“But Dad, I’m so hungry! Why we didn’t eat first before we head over there?” Dudley stomped his foot with a whimper.

“It’s fine! They have plenty of delicious foods in here.” She whispered to her son. Dudley drooled over the promise.

“Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, please follow me to the study room,” Ella said to them politely.

“I bet that painting is worth hundreds of millions,” Vernon exclaimed while looking at every painting in the hallway.

“Of course, dear! Everything in this house is expensive!” Petunia said.

“This way, please” she opened the large door, and there were three men in the room including Mr. Riddle.

“Master,” Ella bowed to them, “the guests are here.” She bowed once again and left.

“Ah, glad you could make it in time.” Thomas smiled at them,” take a seat.” He pointed to a chair not far from them. The three guests eagerly sat down.

“Well, gentlemen let me introduce you to the Dursleys.” he looks at his two other guests,“ and these two gentlemen here are my old friends and my business partners.”

Thomas pointed at the blonde man next to his right, “this is Abraxas Malfoy and this,” he points the other man to his left, “Dominicus Greengrass.”

As soon as Vernon heard their names, he was eager to impress them. After all, he needs big names and wants his company to be known just like theirs.

“Good evening, gentlemen.” Vernon smiles widely. He held his hand out, but they just stared blankly and ignored it. He was embarrassed for a second and coughed dryly.

“So Thomas,” Dominicus grinned at him, “I heard you got yourself something interesting.”

 “Ah, yes,” Thomas told them proudly, “it keeps me busy and also it gives me so much happiness.”

“Oh? May I know what this interesting thing you have?” Dominicus licked his lips, he missed all this little details he had with his old friend’s life.

“It’s not a thing,” Thomas smirked. “It’s a person, an adorable little child.”

“It’s not Tom, right?” Dominicus asked confused.

“He’s intelligent and handsome but not adorable. He would kill me for that.”

“Heh? Did you kidnap someone else child?” Teases him, “are you perhaps a pedophile? Does your wife know it?” He turned his face away in disgust.

“Of course not you git. It’s my child” Both laughed, and Abraxas just listened and drank quietly.

Petunia was shocked upon hearing their conversations. Since when did Merope have another child? She shouldn't have to hide it from her because they are best friends, and she comes here often. Maybe they hide it for some reason? As if protecting it from any harm? She was intrigued by the news she heard, she somehow listens to them eagerly.

Vernon feels awkward about what they’re talking about, but he also wants to laugh. He tries to think of another topic to which everyone can relate. Right! About BUSINESS! Everyone here is a businessman.

“Ahem-,” Vernon says out loud the three of them look at him intensely.

“You know Thomas-“

“It’s Mr. Riddle for you Mr. Dursley,” Thomas smiled at him.

“R-right, I don’t mean to disrespect you, Mr. Riddle.” Thomas tilts his head.

“I-I mean… about BUSINESS! I mean business, it would be nice to have a lovely conversation about the bus-“

 “I apologize, Mr. Dursley, but I do hate discussing business in the house. It’s a house, only family matters not business matters. It’s very disrespectful towards my family, especially to my child.”

Vernon felt a little hot on his face, and the other two looked at him blankly, but their eyes were mocking him. He felt so humiliated. He felt small in the matter.

“Unless there’s an urgent matter, of course, there’s an exemption to it but only in a short period.” He smiled charmingly towards the whale-man.

“O-of course there is to it,” he panicky replied.

“Maybe later we’ll discuss that.” He said warningly, “Are you in a hurry, perhaps?”

“N-no. I’m not-“ Thomas held his hand to make him stop talking.

“Well then, you don’t mind waiting, right?”

“W-we don’t mind waiting Mr. Riddle! We will wait, right dear?” It was Petunia who responded. Not sure how her husband would respond. Thomas nodded at them, then turned his attention to his friends.

“Well, Dom,” He looks at him with glee, “do you want to see this child of mine?”

“Now, now I want to know what this is about because my wife always mentions this child of yours.” He grinned at him. “May I see him? Maybe I could ask another child from my wife.” He exclaimed excitedly.

“Don’t you already have three of them?” Abraxas asked.

“Yeah, but what’s wrong if I want more?” His eyes sparkled in a way.

“What about you, Thomas? Don’t you want another one from your dear wife?”

Thomas laughed and answered, “Well, I think she doesn’t want to have another one. She was in love with this child of mine.”

“So what of, Tom? Did he get jealous or have a thought about wanting to replace both of you?” Dominicus knows him well, and he was a replica of his father.

He chuckled a bit, “he was just like his mother but he was more deeply in love with this child of mine.”

“It’s a bit weird, I tell you,” Abraxas spoke.

“Just be careful he was a jealous little devil whenever someone trying to get near him.” Thomas warned him.

Dominicus can’t help laughing, “Oh dear! I can’t wait to see it.” This time, he laughed even louder.

While the three of them having a discussion about Thomas’s second child. Vernon simply stays quiet and patient. It would be bad if he talked more and somehow pissed Mr. Riddle at some point, and he listened to his stories about ‘his adorable son’. Should he discuss his Dudleykins too? He is adorable too, though he is not handsome as Mr. Riddle’s son. His name is Tom, right? Maybe, he should have named his son after him.

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Petunia left the room with her beloved boy. She knew her husband wasn't that smart, but what he did earlier was embarrassing.

She needs to find Merope, after all, they are best friends. Soon, they will be equal in status. She may not be as beautiful as Merope, but what's the use of surgery? If she’s honest with herself, she is not pretty like her sister or even Merope.

The only thing she can be proud of is her kindness. Yes, she was kind enough to bring her worthless nephew into their home instead of letting him rot in an orphanage.

When she reached her destination, she saw the wives of Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Greengrass. They were happily chatting, and it intrigued her. Maybe this is the chance to prove herself that she is equal to them.

She would try her best to get Merope’s favor. As far as she knew, according to some previous rumors, her family was a direct descendant of one of the four founders of Hogwarts.

However, no one knows who the owner of this prestigious school is. All they know is that their identities are still unknown. If she succeeds in being her best friend, then her little Dudlykins might get it at Hogwarts without paying those ridiculous tuition fees.

“Well, hello ladies,” she smiles at them.

“Hello, Petunia,” Merope thinks Petunia looks like a horse when she smiles.

“Good evening, Mrs. Dursely,” Eris greeted her, while Adora couldn't help but giggled.

“I brought my sweet Dudley to play with Tom,” she pushed her lovely son in front of the ladies, “greet them, dear.”

Dudley just stared at them and didn't know what to do, so he just nodded at them.

The two ladies suddenly began giggling for no reason, but Petunia caught a glimpse on their lips muttering something. She didn’t know what it was, but she had a strong feeling they somehow insulted his sweet Dudlykins.

She wants to punch them in the face. How dare these bitches!

“Well,“ Merope continued, “as I was saying, that my little angel is very polite.”

“Oh, Right! Where’s that sweet child of yours? I went to Italy and bought these delicious macarons just for him!” Adora said happily.

“And I also got him the best ice cream from Hogsmeade. The one that he likes the most.” Eris added.

“I can’t believe you’re already spoiling him this much!” Merope pouts at them.

Dudley can’t help but drool at the sight of those delicious desserts that were offered by these two women. The door opened, and Petunia saw many beautiful children chattering away.

Petunia looked at her son for a moment, then begrudgingly criticized him. Maybe, once he becomes a teenager or an adult his features might change. Maybe?

“Oh! There he is! Come here, sweetie!” Adora squeals.

A familiar mophead suddenly runs up to the annoying Mrs. Greengrass.

“Hello, little Hawwy! Aunt Adora really misses you so much!” She hugged him tightly and put him on her lap. “Look sweetheart, I’ve got you a yummy snack!” She picks up the green macarons and hands them to him.

“Oh! It looks like a little burger!” Harry was fascinated.

“Really? Why don’t you try it?” She encourages him, and when Harry bites, his eyes widen.

“It’s sweet!” He chirped happily.

“I know right?” She said excitedly. “Also Aunt Eris brought you an ice cream!”

“The one you ate from Hogsmeade.” Eris added while she patted his head. Harry just smiled at them which made the two nice ladies melt.

“What do we say when we receive something, darling?” Her mama asked him, and he smiled at her too.

“Thank you, Aunts!” He shyly says this, which makes him even cuter in their eyes.

While their attention was focused on Harry, Petunia didn't know what was happening. Instead of eating something good, shouldn’t he just eat some moldy bread that he deserves? Instead of sitting with one of the most powerful wives in their town, shouldn’t he be doing something like cleaning somewhere he can’t be seen? Instead of wearing expensive branded clothes, shouldn’t he wear some rags or hands-me-down clothes?

She watched the freak with disgust, envy, and jealousy. That freak didn’t deserve anything! It should be her! Her son! Even her husband, though he had embarrassed himself just now.

When the freak just noticed her presence and smiled at her, she threw a fit. Does this freak still have the nerve to mock her? She'll tell him where his place is.

“Hello, Aunt Petunia,” her nephew freak greeted her.

“WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE CLOTHES, YOU FREAK!” She stood up and yelled at him. She looked at Merope worriedly. “Oh, Merope, I didn't know where he stole that. I promise! I didn’t know!”

Merope saw the way her son flinched and began shaking in fear. How dare this bitch yell at his lovely son. Instinctively, she grabbed the butter knife on the table and stood in front of her, protecting her child from her

“Calm down,” She whispered while holding the butter knife close to her throat.

Petunia was scared for a second. Surely she wouldn’t try to harm her bestie, right? But the way Merope holds the butter knife to her throat and her cold eyes gaze at her, tells her that she would slit her throat if she moves.

“But-,” she wants to reason out, but Merope digs the butter knife into her throat, making her shut her mouth.

“I said, calm down,” Merope moves closer to her ears and whispers, “bitch.”

This bitch is lucky if only her baby wasn’t here, she would have died the moment she entered the room. She gritted her teeth, she wanted to torture this bitch the death for yelling at her baby. She snapped out from her murderous thoughts when she heard her baby was sniffing. She gave Petunia one last murderous look and made her hold the butter knife. She turned around to look at her baby and was shaking like a leaf. Her poor baby must have been scared to death.

“Hush, my dear,” she picks him up and holds him close while rubbing his back. “It’s alright, my love, Mama’s here.”

Petunia was shocked seeing how Merope affectionately held the freak, and why did she call herself ‘Mama’?She did not understand what was happening. She was about to ask what was happening, but the two ladies stood and gave her a cold stare. She didn’t notice that she was shaking as well and didn’t dare to do anything, so she just sat back beside her son.

“Petunia,” Merope smiled at her as she flinched, “he didn’t steal the clothes,” she kept her voice low. “I bought it for him.”

“Oh,” Petunia just stared at the carpet floor, not daring to look her in the eyes.

Harry was taken aback when his Aunt Petunia yelled at him for stealing some clothes. What if his Mama and Papa believed in her? Would they look at him in disgust the way the neighbors looked at him when Aunt Petunia lied to them? Will Tom also believe her? Will everyone in the house believe her?

He held back tears and tried not to cry. What if they get annoyed by him if he cried for no reason? He didn’t notice that he was sniffing loudly when his Mama held her telling him to hush. He was crying silently, trying not to make too much noise.

“It’s alright, my dear.” His Mama whispered to him, and he reluctantly looked her in the eyes. Her gaze never changes, only being more understanding. His Mama smiled at him lovingly, which reassured him.

“Why don’t you go to the playroom, my child?” She smiled encouragingly at him, and he nodded slowly.

“I see you made a lot of friends.” He smiled at her and nodded again.

“Tom, be a dear and go to the playroom with everyone else.” She told him without taking her eyes off of her baby.

“Yes, Mother.” Tom replied, “Come now, dear.” Merope put him on the floor and walked over to Tom.

“You should show Draco what Father has bought you today,” Tom tells his beloved, which made his mood a little brighter.

“Go now children, this room here is for adults only, and we need time for ourselves.” Adora cheerfully announced.

“Why don’t you go with them, Dudley? There’s a lot of toys in there for you to enjoy.” Merope looked at him ,who was quiet the whole time while clinging to his mommy.

“Go with them, Dudlykins.” Petunia puts her trembling hand on his. “Make a lot of friends, okay?”

He doesn’t want to go, but his mum has already pushed him toward the other children, and reluctantly follows them out of the room.

As soon as the children went out, they sat there quietly and drank tea. Petunia was glad they didn’t talk. She thought she was going to die in front of her son. She flinched again when someone put a cup in front of her.

“Drink that to calm you down,” Merope said, “you’re shaking.” She drank her tea with a smile.

She just nodded in response, for fear of making a mistake again. She wanted the night to be over, and wanted to get their money and go home. For now, they look down at them, but hopefully one day, they'll admire her family as much as she admires them.

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Walking into a dimly lit hallway was a good excuse to hide your anger. That wrench had the nerve to yell at his sweet and innocent little darling.

“I’m sorry.” Harry whispered so that only the two of them heard.

What if they believed his Aunt Petunia? If so, will they hate him like the neighbors or the school? If so, will they stop loving him? If so, where would he go? He already loved them, and it was the first time he felt safe and happy, then suddenly it would be gone because his Aunt hated him for existing.

He unconsciously grips Tom’s hand, and Tom suddenly rubs his back gently. He looked into Tom's eyes and saw not hatred but concern.

“What’s wrong, my love?” Tom rubs Harry’s back soothingly.

“I’m not a thief. I know it's a bad thing to do. Please believe me?” He hopes at least Tom wouldn’t believe his Aunt. “Don’t hate me, please?” he mumbles softly.

“I would never dare to hate you, my love.” Tom wiped away his tears with his thumb and smiled softly at him. “Hush now, it’s alright. I strongly believe in you.”

He hugged Tom so tightly, and never letting go, he buried himself in Tom’s embrace, not caring for those who were watching them. He was so grateful that he had a good friend like Tom and wished his Mama and Papa could believe in him too.

Tom hugged him back in return to give his beloved assurance. He never felt this kind of rage before, and he just wanted to kill those filthy pigs. Speaking of pigs, he glared at the filthy pig that was called Dudley.

Dudley was hoping he would not die tonight, just looking at Tom’s glare making him have a nightmare later on. Even though he was bigger, he was still afraid of Tom. He never thought that his freak cousin would make a friend with Tom who was a devil. He flinched when Tom spoke suddenly.

“I apologize for what happened earlier,” Tom smiled at them while still cradling his little darling’s head. “Anyways let us just enjoy this night without meddling in the affairs of the adults.”

Tom opened the door and revealed what’s inside of the room.

The place was perfect, just like what Dudley imagined how his own room should look like. He once asked his parents to make his room more spacious so that he can fill it with lots of toys and even have a little playground where there are swings, slides, and seesaws. But unfortunately, he was told that it was impossible because their house was small and they couldn’t afford it.

Tom smirked at the filthy pig, who was fascinated at the room that was filled with his beloved things.

“As you can see, this room was designed for our dearest,” Tom turns his darling round to make them look at him, then proudly says. “Everyone in this house was eager to make this room into a paradise just for him.”

It was true everyone helped, even his darling. They make sure everything is perfect and safe to play with. His parents made sure that he got everything he wanted, even though he was shy and didn't ask for anything from them. He is indeed a lovely thing.

Dudley jerked his head toward his freak cousin. He must’ve heard mistakenly, right? Why would they give him something like this? He's a freak, and he did not deserve anything, just like his parents always told him. But why does he always get good things?

“Heads up, my love. Let us enjoy this night, okay?” Harry nods at him.

“Oh wow, Harry! This is amazing! I’ll ask my father to make my room like this, so that we can also play in my house!” Draco exclaimed.

“I would love that.” Harry’s mood changed a little bit, and that’s enough for Tom.

“Now then, why don’t you give Draco and Astoria a little tour, while the rest of us would mind our own business.” Tom smiles sweetly towards his beloved to put him at ease.

Harry looks a little worried and gives a little peek at his cousin. “What about, Dudley?”

“Don’t worry about him, my love.” Tom gave him a look, “I’ll take care of him,” then he gave a terrifying smile.

“You’re not playing with us?”

“Later, my love. Go on now.” Harry nods and walks over to Draco and Astoria.

“Now,” Tom looks at Dudley again, “listen to me, Pig. What your pathetic mother did back there was upsetting.”

Dudley can’t help but squirm at Tom’s gaze. “I’m sorry, Tom. I-I didn’t know mum would do that, if I knew-”

“Silence!” Tom cut him off. “The next time she will do that, I will cut her tongue off, and I’ll make her swallow it.”

Dudley looked at the other children behind Tom. They would no doubt be looking at him in horror, but they seemed bored and didn’t care. Is this person how the rich people normally do, or they’re used to Tom’s threats? No matter what, he really wanted to go home and never come back to this hellish place again.

Tom looked at his darling, who was playing with Draco and Astoria across the room. Then he turned his attention back to the filthy pig and smirked.

“Why don’t I give you a tour? That would be nice.” Tom smiles at him charmingly, “follow me then.”

They walk to the opposite side, away from the younger ones. “As you can see, everything here belongs to my sweet Harry.” He looks at Dudley dead in the eye. “I mean everything in here is his.”

Dudley just gulped and nodded at Tom’s warning. “Including myself, of course.” He says proudly, “And also these beauties right here that I recently bought for him.” Tom points out the mini-cars that have their parking spot.

“Wait a minute!” Cyrus gets a closer look at one of the mini-cars, “all of them?”

“Why, yes of course,” Tom says proudly.

“You bought this using your own money?” Cyrus asked suspiciously, “not from your parents?”

“Well, you could say it’s from my inheritance,” Tom replied.

“Hey! My parents never let me touch mine until I turned a decent adult! That’s not fair!” Cyrus whined.

Daphne rolled her eyes. “That’s because you’re going to waste it on nonsense.”

Dudley couldn’t help but stare at the cars lining up in envy. Tom must have been joking about this paradise room belonging to his freak cousin.

“Jealous?” Tom asked him, and he shook his head in denial. “Oh, come now. Don’t be shy.” Tom smirked at him.

“N-no, I’m not that jealous.” He replied.

“Why don’t you try one?” Tom offered. “Besides, this is a rare opportunity for someone..” he looked at him up and down, “someone unfortunate like you.” He smiled charmingly at him.

His ears turn red, and Tom humiliates him in front of others. He tried to refuse, but Tom gave him a cold stare.

“Now, Pig,” Tom said in a cold voice. “Don’t make me say it twice.” He pushed him towards the cars in front of them.

“Choose one.” Dudley pointed at the red car in panic. “Well, you have a good taste. That one is my beloved’s favorite.” He pushed him again.

“Have a seat, Pig.” Tom opened the driver’s seat like a true gentleman.

Dudley heard someone chuckling behind him, he had no choice but to obey Tom’s order.

“Are you comfortable?” Tom asked sweetly, to which Dudley nodded. “Good.”

It was indeed very comfortable, and if only Tom wasn’t there, he would be jumping for joy like he always does.

“Now, Tom, don't scare him too much,” Cyrus jokingly said. “He might pee on it.” They laughed.

“That would be a problem.” Tom looks at Dudley once again. “You wouldn’t, right?” Dudley shook his head.

Harry was having a tea party with Draco and Astoria, he got distracted when he heard laughter and looked in Tom’s direction. He got scared at the sight, his cousin was sitting in the red car that Tom gave him. What if his cousin would destroy it and would blame him as always? Will Tom believe him and hate him?

He got up at the table leaving his playmates behind, and walked in Tom’s direction nervously.

Tom was looking at the filthy pig squirm in fear when suddenly someone tugged his shirt. Someone dares to disturb him, he is annoyed at the idiot who tries to touch him, but his annoyance goes away when he sees his beloved.

“Tom?” His sweet Harry calls his name.

“Yes, my dear?” Tom smiles at him and pulls him closer.

“Uhm,” his little darling was looking at the pig nervously.

“No worries, dear.” Tom assured him, “Dudley promised me that he would be careful.”

“Right, Dudley?” He looked Dudley dead in the eye, Dudley couldn’t speak and just nodded.

“Go now,” Tom kissed his forehead before Harry ran back to his playmates.

“Such a sweet little thing,” he then faced Dudley. “Now, this model has been customized for the safety of my beloved.”

Tom somehow got what looks like a controller. “He’s allowed to ride it, but just for his safety, I had asked one of the servants to make a remote control."

He suddenly starts the car startling Dudley. Then it starts moving, in panic, he finally looks at Tom with pleading eyes. “Tom? I-I’m scared.”

“Don’t be,” Tom looked pleased. “It’s very safe, after all, this is for the safety of my dear.”

“Wow! That’s amazing!” Cyrus shouted excitedly. “Can I try? Pretty please?”

Tom looked at Cyrus and smirked at him. “Sure, just make sure you don’t hit it on a wall. My Harry would be upset.”

“I promise! I swear on my life!” Tom gave him the remote, and Cyrus hastily pushed the buttons while laughing.

“Let me play next.” Daphne tries to steal the remote from her brother.

“Shut up and go play something else.” Cyrus shoo her away, which pissed her off, and tries to snatch the remote control again.

While both of them tried to get hold of the remote, Dudley was scared to death. The car was moving all around. At some point, he might throw up because the car is now spinning. He wished Tom would take pity on him, but somehow Tom was happy to see him like this.

He just closed his eyes, hoping that this would end quickly before he got hurt. He didn’t realize that he was out of the room. He gripped the steering wheel tightly and was almost at the stairs when he opened his eyes. He closed his eyes again and called out to his mother.

“Oh, dear.” Tom sounded bemused. “Look at you.”

Dudley opened his eyes again, and the first thing he saw was a pair of familiar amber eyes.

“You’re nothing, but a pathetic piece of trash that shouldn’t exist in the first place.” Tom stared at him cruelly.

“Aw, he’s shaking like a leaf,” Cyrus said jokingly.

“The poor little piglet must’ve been scared,” Daphne added.

“Are you trying to get revenge for your beloved, Tom?” Lucius asked curiously.

“Of course not, revenge is beneath me.” Tom replied and smirked evilly, “Accidents, however, will happen.”

With that said, Tom would kill him. It was too much, and he couldn't breathe, it was as if all his air had been sucked out of his lungs. His vision began to spin, and he suddenly felt dizzy. Finally, everything went black.