[HP] Dearest Enemy

Harry stopped and looked up.Tom had been harassing him restlessly along the way, and he didn't notice when the snow stopped, but Tom noticed it first.They had already reached a small square on the edge of the city, and across the bridge was the community where they lived.There was the faint sound of a clock in the distance, and Tom froze for a moment, then slid off Harry's back, holding on to his godfather's arm to stabilize himself.The sky was still overcast, but the clouds seemed to be much thinner than before.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked a little confused.Tom wasn't as light as he had been as a child, but Harry felt he could still carry him home.

Tom raised his hand and looked at his watch. After a while, he raised his head: "It's past zero."

Harry looked at the dark-eyed boy in front of him in surprise.Tom's face was flushed, whether from drunkenness or cold, it was impossible to tell.Tom took his wand out of his pocket, and Harry glanced quickly around, seeing no one, watching in amazement as his godson pointed his wand skyward.

"What are you going to do?" Harry asked.

"Celebrating New Years." Tom blinked, as if this was the most normal thing to do.

"Wait a minute..." Harry reached out to grab his wrist, but Tom had already shot a golden spark into the sky from the tip of his staff.Harry watched dumbfounded as the sparks exploded in the sky and fell like golden rain.

"Happy New Year, Harry!"

Tom laughed loudly.Harry watched Tom break into a smile, the golden light in his black eyes startlingly bright.Harry laughed too, took out his wand from his pocket and held it up, and a red firework bloomed in the sky.

"Wow, I want it too!" Not to be outdone, Tom shot sparks into the air again, and the two kept launching fireworks into the sky like a competition.Looking up at the colorful night sky, Harry felt an inexplicably good mood.

Tom stared blankly at the smile on Harry's face, those green eyes through the lens were like a spell, an irresistible temptation and intoxication.The expression on Harry's face was so soft, as if it could contain everything, it was too beautiful to be true.Everything around him became distant, and Tom involuntarily stepped forward to meet Harry and put his hand on his cheek.

Harry lowered his head in surprise, and just about to open his mouth to ask a question, Tom's lips pressed against it.As if struck by a thunderbolt, Harry's mind suddenly went blank. Harry lost the ability to think in an instant, and was so shocked that he even forgot to refuse.

Tom saw the pair of green eyes go blank the moment they touched his lips, and carefully traced the outline of Harry's lips with the tip of his tongue.Harry didn't refuse, which was quite an encouragement.Tom simply closed his eyes and sucked his lips wantonly, while moving his hands to Harry's neck and hugging him tightly.It was like a dream, the lips, teeth and nose were full of Harry's smell, Tom had never remembered that he had been so close to Harry, even in a dream, Tom had never kissed him so presumptuously.

"I love you, Harry." The black-eyed boy hugged the green-eyed man tightly, and whispered in his ear, "I love you."

Harry's body trembled, and he stared blankly at the black-eyed boy who was hugging him.Tom's whisper just now was no less than another thunder, and those bright black eyes told him that Tom was serious, and he wasn't joking with himself.Harry felt a little dizzy, is this all real?

Harry didn't answer, but he didn't push himself away.Tom watched him carefully, then smiled.Sure enough, it was because Harry liked him so much during this period of time!Tom would have sworn to Merlin that this was the best thing that had ever happened to him in his 17 years of life, nothing better than this!

It was undoubtedly true that he was not dreaming.Tom kissed again, and Harry hurriedly grabbed the boy's arm to avoid his kiss, and took a step back.Tom tripped while hanging on to Harry, and Harry grabbed him reflexively, and then both froze.

"Harry?" Tom looked at him in bewilderment. He didn't understand why Harry pushed him away.

"Tom..." Harry felt that he didn't know what to say, his brows furrowed, and he let go of the boy's arm.

Tom straightened up.He had a bad feeling, which was intensified by Harry's expression.Could it be that……

"Tom, answer me, is what you just said true?" Harry asked, his voice a little hoarse, "Are you kidding me?"

As if stepping on an empty staircase when going downstairs, Tom's heart skipped a beat, and he pressed his lips together tightly.

"Tom, you're kidding, aren't you?" Harry asked, grabbing him by the shoulder.Must be a joke, Tom was drunk, he didn't know what he was doing, it was just an accident, it was a joke!

The black-eyed boy lowered his eyes and shook his head slowly: "I'm not joking, Harry, and I'm not so drunk that I don't know what I'm doing."

Harry felt his throat dry, and he didn't know how to face Tom's stare.What did he do to make Tom misunderstand to such an extent, or exactly what made Tom say such a thing and act like this, Harry couldn't understand at all.

Tom looked up at him, the light in those eyes gradually dimming.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Harry let go of Tom's shoulders.The black-eyed boy panicked and quickly grabbed his hand, but Harry dodged it.

"Harry, don't you...don't you love me?" Tom asked incoherently.

"No, Tom," Harry didn't know how to answer, "you're my godson, we're a family, you're my child, and I love you like my own, Tom. Do you know what I mean?" ?”

Tom stared at him, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.The chest was very painful, as if it had been cut open by a blunt knife and then smashed into pieces.After all, he made a mistake, and he shouldn't tell him that he loves him at this time.But Tom didn't want to tell Harry that it was a joke, this was clearly his truest thought!Harry regards himself as his own child, and he treats himself so well only because he finally admits that he is his relative and truly accepts himself.Tom didn't know how long he'd wanted to hear from Harry what he thought of him, and today Harry finally said it himself, and he should be glad.

But why is my heart so sad?Why do you feel sad as if you are going to die?

There was a disturbed look on Harry's face as he waited for his answer.Tom swallowed the feelings welling up in his throat, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "I understand." He paused, trying to hold back the tears that were rolling in his eyes, "I'm sorry."

Tom pushed Harry's hand away, turned and started to run.He couldn't take it, he couldn't take it anymore.Harry he won't understand, he doesn't know anything!He didn't know the uneasiness and fear he had been around him for the past six months; he didn't know how much he wished he could look at him every moment; He'd do everything...but it wasn't Harry who was at fault, just himself.He didn't know exactly what Harry thought of him, he thought he was right and that Harry might like him too.damn it!Harry was so gentle tonight, how could it be possible for him not to misunderstand!

damn it!

"Wait, Tom!" Harry yelled from behind, and Tom knew he was chasing him, and ran even faster.The world in front of him blurred, and Tom wiped his face with his sleeve, he couldn't let Harry see himself crying.It's so ridiculous, it's so ridiculous that I would shed tears over such a thing!

Ignoring Harry's shouts behind him, Tom ran towards the deserted street, tripped over something buried in the snow under his feet, and fell straight to the ground.The body seemed to be disconnected from the brain, and Tom's jaw hit something hard, but he didn't feel much pain.Dizzy in his head, Tom shook his head to wake himself up, and found Harry squatting beside him, holding his arm tightly.

"Tom!" said Harry worriedly, "you're bleeding."

"Go away! Leave me alone!" Tom gritted his teeth and turned his head to one side, but couldn't hold back his tears.

"Where are you going at this late hour?" Harry amplified his voice, "Don't be self-willed."

"Let me go!" Tom broke Harry's hand, "I don't want you to! I don't want you!"

"Be quiet!" Harry yelled. "I know you're upset, but you can't run around now."

"I told you to leave me alone!" roared Tom, stumbling to his feet, "Damn it! Don't bother me, just leave me here! Don't mind my business!"

Harry stopped arguing with Tom and took action immediately.He took out his wand and cast a stun spell on Tom, leaving the boy completely off guard.Harry hugged the unconscious teen, carefully resting his chin on his shoulder, and Apparated into his own house.

Harry took Tom back to his bedroom and changed, then got some water to wash his hands and face, and started working on the cut on his jaw.Tom scratched a patch of skin when he fell, and Harry took out the ointment and applied it on him, and then healed the scar with a healing charm.Tucking Tom in, Harry hesitated and sat down on the edge of the bed.

This child was his heartache, always had been. In the winter 17 years ago, he took him out of that dilapidated apartment, lived with him, taught him to talk, taught him to walk, took him on a trip, taught him to read and write, and sent him to Hogwarts , Watching him grow up little by little and become so outstanding.Harry is very relieved to see that Tom has his own friends, is willing to trust others, and will laugh unabashedly in front of himself...Compared with the brutal Voldemort, his Tom is a completely different person, he knows how to love , also know how to love.

Harry turned to look at his godson.The boy's sleeping face was very quiet, and there was a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes, which could not help but arouse pity.Harry never imagined that Tom would fall in love with him.Why is Tom not in love with someone else?Why not which girl?There is a whole age difference between him and Tom, no matter how you look at him, he is old enough to be his father, and he has indeed replaced Tom's biological father to raise him. Is this why Tom fell in love with him?It doesn't make sense at all.Tom was really clingy to him when he was a child, and at the same time he was very afraid of him, and he seldom showed his true feelings.Harry remembered that Tom had been worried that he would not want him at that time, and his heart was prickly like a needle.

Harry cared about Tom, really cared.Tom was the reason he decided to go to Hogwarts, and he had Tom in his hands almost as Dumbledore had done to him.Because of his own fault, he missed Tom's first few years. He wanted to make up for Tom, and also wanted to see how he would grow up close, but the result was too surprising.

Harry couldn't blame Tom, he knew it wasn't Tom's fault.He could refuse Tom's love, but he could not leave his side, his duty was not done.They were family, and he and Tom would not be enemies in the future, and he had to make sure of that.

But what should Tom do when he wakes up?He couldn't ignore Tom's feelings for him, and even if Tom wanted to, they couldn't go back to the way they were before.Tom felt much more for himself than he had imagined, something Harry had never imagined.Harry recalled every detail of getting along with Tom, and finally realized that the child had already used everything in action, but it was very well covered up, so Harry hadn't noticed it all the time.I was so stupid that I didn't think of this from the beginning to the end.It seems that Tom has been in love with himself for some time, but he has always buried it in his heart until today.

Harry took off his glasses and buried his face in his hands, sighing heavily.Tom is still young, and there are better things waiting for him in the future, and he deserves better people to love him.All Harry had to do was make sure Tom had those wonderful qualifications, and he never counted himself in Tom's future.The man sighed, took one last look at the sleeping boy, and stood up quietly.

"I'm the one who should say sorry, Tom, I'm sorry." Harry said softly, took out his wand and broke the spell, and gently closed the door and went out.