Always Been the Snake's Raven

Summary: Harry has had a crush on his best friend Tom ever since they had met. During the last year Tom attends the great school with him, Harry is determined to make Tom see that he loves him no matter what.

Warning many lemons and cuss words

Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter

Rating MA 18+ Contains explicit content. For mature adults only.

Genre Romance & Drama

Pairing Tom Riddle Jr. and Harry Potter

Language English

By: slytherinangel01

It was hard to be around Tom every day and not tell him how I feel. We have known each other since he was ten, and I seven. I remember the first time we had met. Like him, I was an orphan. We went to different orphanages in the city though. I remember the day some boys had been beating me up. They were saying I was trash and worthless. It hurt when they said that no one would miss me if I died. I knew they were right though. They were also calling me a freak because of the things I could do. I guess it scared them. Tom came out of no where and heard what they said I could do. He came to my rescue and saved me. After Tom saved me, he said that he could do the same things I could and showed me. We had been inseparable ever since. Tom always protected me from everything that tried to harm me. He was my friend and protector. I loved him.

When Tom turned eleven, an old man, Dumbledore, came to visit Tom at the orphanage. The old man said that he could do the same things we could and that we were wizards. He said if Tom wanted, he could go to a school with people just like him and learn how to do more magic. Tom said that he would go, but only if I went as well. Dumbledore said I couldn't, and Tom refused to go. But the old man explained that I couldn't go yet, because I had to be eleven years old. He said that when I turned eleven, I would be going to the school as well. Tom asked me if I was okay with him leaving a while every year to go to school. I knew he really wanted to go, so I told him to go with Dumbledore. I missed him every time he left. When he came back though, he told me all about Hogwarts. He said the students were separated into four Houses. Tom said the first House was Gryffindor, which was represented by a lion. The second was Hufflepuff, which was represented by a badger. The third was Ravenclaw and was represented by an eagle. The last House, which was the one Tom was sorted into, was Slytherin, which was represented by a snake. He also told me that he had discovered a lot about his family and that he was even a descendant of one of the Founders of the school, Salazar Slytherin. He said that Salazar Slytherin could also speak to snakes like he could and that it was a very rare gift. Only descendants of Slytherin had the gift, which made Tom the last person in the entire world that could speak the language of snakes. Tom also found a secret chamber that opened only for him because he was a descendant of Salazar Slytherin. He was starting a secret group called the Knights. They were going to try and change the magic world to the way it should be. That the awful muggles were beneath us and that we should put them in their rightful place. Tom said that he was going to make sure that no child would ever be hurt because they could do magic. I was so excited about his passion for his group that I asked him if I could join it when I went to Hogwarts with him. Tom told me that he never wanted me to join his group of Knights. I was sad and upset, thinking that maybe he didn't want me anymore. When I told him this, he got furious and told me to never say that again. I had never seen him so mad, especially at me. Tom told me he didn't want me to join the group, because he wouldn't be able to concentrate on his work with the Knights. He said that it would be hard making sure I was safe and working with the group at the same time. I accepted what he said happily. He still wanted me.

When I finally turned eleven, I was excited to finally go to Hogwarts with Tom. Before we left to the train station, he gave me a necklace. He told me that it was a family heirloom and that he never wanted me to take it off. Tom said that he had placed several protective enchantments on it and that it would always warn him if I were hurt. It could even alert him when I am distressed. He said that he could also use it to track me, which I thought was pretty cool.

I thanked him a lot for it. The necklace showed me how important I was to him. He said that he had instructed all his Knights to make sure I was always safe as well.

When we finally got to Hogwarts, I had been very nervous when Tom left me to go sit at his table in the Great Hall. He said that I would be in there soon, and that I would be sorted into my House.

When it was my turn to be sorted, the hat told me that I was going to be very important and precious. He wanted to put me in Gryffindor, but I knew that Tom despised the Gryffindors. I couldn't stand it if Tom hated me. I begged the hat to put me in any other House but Gryffindor. It listened to me and put me into Ravenclaw. I wasn't in the same House as Tom but I was grateful the hat didn't put me in Gryffindor.

Over the years, I made many friends. It was easy for me now, since I was around people who could do magic like me. Even some from the Gryffindor House, even though Tom hated it. My best friend, other than Tom, was Abraxas. He was in the same year and House as Tom. Abraxas was one of Tom's Knights and was specifically assigned by Tom to keep me safe. That's how we got so close.

I have also, over time, grown to love Tom even more. He was still my best friend and protector. I had never made a move on him though. I was so worried that he wouldn't love me. I didn't try to date anyone else. I knew it could only be him. But why would he choose me...

I would always wonder. I'm not very strong or handsome as others. Nor was I one of the smartest in the school. So why would he ever pick me? There were tons of guys and girls that were smarter and prettier than me that throw themselves at him every day. It always made me sad and depressed that one day he will choose one of them to become his partner. I would no longer matter to him when that day came. It was questions and thoughts like these that held me back.

But I became determined this year to show him I love him. He was a seventh year now. The Head Boy and Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team. I was in my fourth year.

And now here I am. I was sitting at the Ravenclaw table eating dinner, wondering how I should go about this.

I looked at my friend beside me. Claire Everheart. She looked at me and smiled. I admit that she is very pretty with her brown hair and green eyes. If I didn't love Tom, she would most definitely have been the one I would have loved. But that would not be. It could only ever be him. Then it hit me. Maybe she could help me. I gently touched her hand to get her attention.

She glanced up at me from her plate. "What's up Harry?"

I smiled back nervously. "Can we talk privately?"

Worry filled her eyes as she nodded.

"Sure. Lets go right now. I'm not hungry anymore."

I grinned. "Thanks."

We got up and started making our way out of the Great Hall. We were stopped though when one of my Gryffindor friends, Johnathon, who happened to be the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain, grabbed me around my waist as we were walking by. My cheeks redden a little when he didn't release me. His hands were still firmly on my waist. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was one of the handsomest boys in all of Hogwarts. But not more than Tom.

He smiled at me, his hand still on my waist.

"Hey Harry. I was wondering if you would like those flying lessons. My team isn't having practice today, so I'm free to teach you. No one is using the pitch tonight. We could practice there."

I nodded eagerly.

"Yeah. When do want me to meet you?"

He grinned.

"How about 7:30 tonight? I can go pick you up in your Common Room, since I know your password being a prefect and all."

"That's good. I'll see you later."

He let go of my hips.

"See you then Harry."

Claire and I continued on our way out. But while we were exiting the Great Hall, I felt someone staring at me. I turned around for a second. I smiled when I saw Tom looking at me. He didn't look very happy at the moment though. Abraxas was whispering something in Tom's ear. Tom shoved Abraxas away from him, glaring. I waved towards him, before following Claire. We raced down the halls and to our tower. We climbed a tight spiral staircase, until we reached a wide circular floor. It looked like any plain room, except for the single door with a bronze eagle-shaped locker on the opposite side of the room. Claire and I approached the door and stood still as the bronze eagle began to move. It began to speak in a deep, masculine voice.

At night they come without being fetched. By day they are lost without being stolen. What are they?

I thought about it for a second, before choosing my answer.

"The stars."

The door quietly swung open, we ran up a small, winding staircase that lead into our Common Room. Our Common Room was wide and circular. It has graceful arched windows, and the walls are hung with blue and bronze silks. The ceiling is painted with stars, and the floor was a midnight-blue carpet with stars that were echoed from the ones on the ceiling. Tables, chairs, and bookcases cover the expanse of the floor, and a white-marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw sits next to the door that leads to the dormitories above.

We settled down on the coach by the fire. Claire sat down Indian style facing towards me before speaking. I put up a charm that would make it to where nobody could hear what we are saying before looking at Claire.

"Spill Harry. What's wrong?"

I blush a little. "Nothing is wrong. It's just that I wanted to ask you for advice."

She nodded her head for me to continue.

"You see, there is this guy that I have had a crush on for a while. I was wondering if you could help me with gaining his affections. We are friends and all, but I don't think he realizes I like him."

She smirked.

"Could this guy by any chance be Tom?"

I blushed. She is good.

She giggled.

"It's okay. I could tell you like him a lot. Have you ever tried asking him out?"

I nodded.

"Yes I have, but he always says he is too busy when I ask him if we can go out."

She nodded in thought.

"I think you should try it from a different angle with Tom. It would be more interesting if you don't just go out and tell him you love him."

She slowly looked me up then down, before meeting my eyes again.

"First I think we should get you a newer wardrobe."

I frowned.

"What's wrong with my clothes?"

She gave me the look that she always gives people that means: seriously.

"For starters, they don't even fit you. They are like twice your size. They are also completely out of fashion. I know Tom gives you a lot of money and you never spend it, so we should get you a nice, new wardrobe."

I nodded my head.

"The next thing we need to do is cut your hair. I know the perfect style for you. It'll make you look hot and make it look as if you just got shagged."

I blushed at that.

"The last thing we need to do is fix your eyes so you don't wear those horrid glasses. It blocks your beautiful green eyes from everyone. I'm sure we can easily find a spell for that. I look around in the library tonight for one."

I nodded my head in agreement to all she said.

She leaned towards me a little as this strange gleam crossed her eyes.

"For the plan of the attack, I think you should flirt with him a little whenever you see him, but not too much. I think you should also 'accidently' brush up against him or touch him without making it obvious that you are doing it on purpose. You should also do that with other guys as well. Make sure that Tom sees you doing this though. That's the first stage of the plan. The second should be you trying to ignore his presence as much as possible. But continue flirting with other blokes. Then maybe go on dates with them. We have to make sure Tom sees you with these guys. That is a very important factor. You should also let them kiss and touch you. It would make Tom extremely jealous. Then you will see his lovely reaction after all this."

I nibbled on my bottom lip. "Are you sure he will be jealous?"

She smirked. "Trust me. I have a pretty good hunch that he will react to all this. It won't take long to get him to react. I give it a week or two. Tops. He won't be able to take it long. I think we should go to Hogsmeade tomorrow in the morning to shop. It'll be Saturday after all. I will look up a spell tonight to fix your eyes."

I nodded and smiled.

"But you need to stop sleeping with Tom in his room every night. I know you always feel safe when you are near him when you sleep, but I know it will make him mad and it will help with the plan."

I frowned a little at that.

I opened my mouth to speak, when we heard someone coming up the stairs. I grinned, when I saw Tom come around the corner. Claire got up and said she would talk to me later. She bowed to Tom respectfully, before she walked out of the Common Room. I stood up and ran into Tom's open arms. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head against his chest as he wrapped his around my waist. I felt his face in my hair. He pulled away a little and so did I, so I could look up at him.

He was so handsome with his strong, chiseled face and beautiful, grey eyes. He was taller than me by at least half a foot, so I always had to look up at him. Tom leaned down and gently kissed my forehead before speaking against my skin.

"How are you Harry?"

"Good. I'm going to the Quidditch pitch tonight with-."

I turned in Tom' arms, when I heard someone come around the corner. It was Johnathon. I pulled out of Tom' arms to approach Johnathon.

Johnathon glanced at Tom before looking at me with a smile.

"You ready Harry?"

"Yeah just give me a second."

I walked back to Tom. I frowned, when I saw the same dark look in his eyes like he did in the Great Hall. Strange.

"Tom, I am going with John to the Pitch." I smiled. "He is going to teach me how to fly."

Tom glanced at John before looking back at me with his dark grey eyes.

"I see... I want you back in my rooms by 8:20 tonight Harry. I don't want you staying out too late and we need to talk."

I nodded my head before following Johnathon down the stairs and back into the corridors. John wrapped his arm around my waist as we walked out onto the Grounds towards the pitch.

John started talking to me.

"So I know you have never been flying so I think you should be with me on my broom so I can show you through the steps of how to launch off the ground. I think I will have some time to show you how to actually control your broom to where you can go forward and then come back down."

I grinned happily, and John chuckled at my enthusiasm. We finally went through the big double doors and walked out into the center of the Quidditch pitch where there was a broom on the floor.

John let go of me to pick it up. He instructed me to straddle the broom and showed me how to hold the broom properly. John got on behind me and put his hands on top of mine. I gasped, when I felt his chest pressed up behind mine. I could feel his well chiseled chest through our clothes. I took a deep breath. Claire told me to do this. I listened to him carefully as he showed me to fly off the ground. He let me try a few times. The first time we ended up on the hard ground in a tangle of limbs. It was hilarious but it did hurt. I got a cut on my arm, but it was small and I got a little bruised on my stomach but I felt fine. I finally got it the fifth time, which was amazing. He then showed me how to descend back to the ground. On the first try, we didn't even budge an inch, but the third try I shakily made it down back to the ground. For the last ten minutes John flew us around everywhere really fast. I had so much fun doing it. We had to stop though because I only had five minutes to make it back to Tom's room. John wrapped his arm around my waist like before and we made our way towards the tower Tom' rooms were in. When we got in front of the picture, John wrapped both his arms around me and turned me around to face him. My stomach was doing weird flips and my heart was beating fast. John smiled at me.

"Harry I had a great time tonight and I was wondering if you would like to go with me to Hogsmeade tomorrow."

I stared at him shocked for a moment before speaking. "Ummm... I'm going to Hogsmeade with Claire tomorrow in the morning so maybe we could hang out after."

John grinned. "Cool. I guess I can meet you outside by the front gates of Hogsmeade."

I nodded. Claire will be happy about this. I pulled away to go inside, but John grabbed my hand and pulled back towards him. I could tell he had a light flush in his cheeks.

"Wait Harry. I wanted to try something."

I held my breath as he leaned down towards me and gently kissed me. I jumped back when I heard the picture opening though. My stomach knotted when I saw Tom standing there. His eyes were now darker as ever. He glared at John and looked at me.

"Harry come on inside. You are late."

I blushed.

"I'm sorry Tom. I was having so much fun." I smirked, turning to look at John. "Thanks for the ride. It was bumpy for a while but then we went out fast." I smirked even more when John seemed to understand what I was suggesting. He chuckled and pulled away.

"I'll see you tomorrow at Hogsmeade Harry. Try to wear some pants and a loose shirt. Also some shoes that you can walk a lot in." I nodded as he turned away and left Tom and I. I could already feel Tom's magic in the air tangling with my own. I turned around and looked at Tom. His eyes were dark and furious. His magic agitatedly moved around him. I walked around him and quickly made it into Tom's room. I sat down on his bed and waited for Tom to come in.

Tom walked in and silently spelled the door closed before coming towards me and started pacing in front of me. I watched him do this for a minute or two before he finally stopped in front in me. He was taking deep breaths as he glared at me. His voice was soft as he spoke but I knew he was furious about something.

"Next time Harry I want you tell me when you want to learn something. I never knew you wanted to learn how to fly. You have always said it was too dangerous. Next time tell me. And why did you let that boy all over you. I know you two were kissing. I could see it in your eyes."

I frowned. "It... felt nice Tom. And he only kissed me once."

Tom glared at me.

"But you let him do that. Why?"

I looked down at the floor.

"I wanted to know what it felt like. I'm old enough to kiss someone and have a relationship."

His voice was cold and harsh.

"A relationship... You think he would be the right person to be in a relationship with. He is a bloody Gryffindor Harry. "

I stood up and walked forward until our bodies were flush against each other. I buried my face in his robes.

"I'm sorry Tom."

I wrapped my arms around him and turned us around and started walking forward, making his legs touch the bed. I pushed him back a little to make him sit and lay down on the bed.

I took in a deep shaky breath as I straddled his hips and looked down at him. There was something in his eyes I have never seen before and couldn't figure out what it was. He never hid his emotions behind a mask when he was around me which I was grateful for.

Here goes nothing. I 'accidently' rocked my hips a little as I leaned down towards his face.

"I'm sorry I made you mad at me. Forgive me." I hesitantly placed my lips on his before pulling away. I squealed when Tom wrapped his arms around me and gently pulled me back to him. I felt like I was flying. I have been waiting forever for him to kiss me. He kissed me a few times before pulling away. I hissed though when he accidently rubbed against the scratch on my arm.

Tom tensed. There goes the atmosphere. Tom rolled us until he was on top of me. His eyes were dark again and I could tell he was mad again. But more so then before.

His voice was hard as he looked me over.

"Where are you hurt Harry?"

I knew I couldn't lie to him so I told him I had a cut a on my left arm and bruises on my stomach. He spelled my shirt away, making me shiver in the cool air. The necklace Tom gave me was warm against my chest. He softly traced the small bruises on my stomach. I trembled at his cool touch. Tom pulled away quickly, hissing something in snake tongue. He saw me trembling too and I guess he thought he hurt me with his touch. He examined the small cut on my arm which was really red.

"Damn it you need to be more careful. Another good reason to stay away from Gryffindors. They don't know how to keep you safe. I don't want you flying with anyone unless I am with you for now on."

He got up and started to look around in his cabinet. He came back with a potion and some small bandages. I smiled; he was always so protective of me. He started talking to himself in snake tongue as he handed me the vial to drink. I shivered. Something about when he talks in snake tongue is so sensual and hot.

I lay still as he fixed me up to his satisfaction. He had my small cut cleaned and bandaged and he did some spells that made my bruises begin to heal faster. He put everything back before changing into black boxers.

I suggestively looked him down and up. He was so hot. I loved his chest and stomach the most though. His stomach was hard from training so much but soft to the touch. The same was with his upper chest which was very muscular and defined. His nipples were, as I could see, hard. He must be cold.

I didn't jump when my own clothes were spelled away, leaving me only in dark green boxers. It was our routine doing this. I was ashamed though of my body. I have never always been good with my health and that had left me a little short. I was also very skinny and pale. Tom was like the opposite of me with his strong dark muscular body. It makes me feel like I am not good enough for him. I moved to my side of the bed and got under the dark green sheets. Tom slipped under them as well. We were both facing each other and I stayed still as Tom reached out to me and pulled me flush against him.

I groaned when he kissed me on my forehead affectionately. I'm going to miss this. We fell asleep easily with me still in his strong, protective, but possessive embrace.

AN: Okay guys I am a little nervous because this is the first time I have EVER started writing a slash. Please don't be mean and say a lot of trash. I would like to know what you think though or if anyone even likes it. If no on likes it Ill just take it down and never bother with a slash again so tell me what you think. Yes, I am aware that Tom shouldn't have the locket yet, but in my story, he does. It's FanFiction people, so I can change things.