Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Whether it's the purge that the pure-blood nobles want or the future that Dumbledore is afraid of, it's just those people's own ideas, the collar that those people want to put around his neck...

Tom walked in the dark corridor, his eyes slowly changing from despair and pain to determination. He would not lose, nor could he lose. He would get everything he wanted, even if the process would leave him scarred.

Returning to the lounge, Tom stopped not far from his dormitory, his heart beating violently in his chest, and his dark eyes lit up for a moment.

'This... idiot...'

Muttering softly, Tom quickened his pace and opened his dormitory. He turned slightly and waited for a while. Then he closed the door after being lightly scratched by something on his cheek.

Before he could say anything, a familiar yet unfamiliar temperature came from behind. Tom closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled. When he smelled the fragrance, he knew that he had never been forgotten by Abraxas, and Now...his empty heart seems to have found a home.

"How long do you want to hold me?"

There was an imperceptible tremor in his angry voice. Abraxas chuckled and hugged her tightly again. How could he be willing to let go? How could the little guy's hopes be dashed? "If you really hate me, just push me away... I don't mind if you use magic spells on me~"

Tom felt his face was a little hot, and he felt the bulge in his lower back. His face instantly darkened, and he ran away in a panic. He turned back to look at the bastard who was not embarrassed at all, "You...bastard in heat!"

Abraxas touched the tip of his nose guiltily, and at the same time he felt a little happy. At least his little guy~ didn't feel disgusted by this thing. To sum up, he just liked it very much. Maybe...

Abraxas gave himself a slap in his heart, and wondered if he had held it in for too long. Why did the image that came to his mind when he saw someone be so...exciting~

"What are you doing here!"

Tom subconsciously took a few steps back and tightened his robe as if to guard against thieves. He would never hand him over so easily!

After a few seconds of silence, Abraxas sighed with some resentment, "Little Tom... I finally came back here just to see you... It makes me sad to be so far away from me~"

Tom was stunned when he heard this, and felt that he seemed to be going a little too far. He took a few steps forward and sat on the sofa, signaling Abraxas with his eyes to speak quickly.

"It's nothing..." Abraxas smiled softly, his eyes met his shining eyes affectionately, "I just simply want to see you... I want you... to stay with me~"

Damn pause. Even a fool can understand the meaning of the platinum nobleman's words. Tom felt a little irritated when he heard his own heartbeat. It was so noisy that it made him dizzy. It was as if he was drunk. Everything around him became blurry. .

Only the person with a slight smile is left very clear...

Tom didn't know what to do now. When he was in pain, he only thought of Abu. But now he was finally favored by fate, and the people close at hand were not his imagination.

There seemed to be a voice in his ears, tempting him to follow his inner desires, kiss those thin lips, and savor the taste that made him dream...

Tom looked a little dazed. He stood up and walked to Abraxas in a daze. He stretched out his hand to touch the smooth cheek of Abraxas. His thumb stayed on the corner of Abraxas' lips and he slowly leaned forward...