Tom considered the question, which

Tom considered the question, which had been at the forefront of his mind the moment he found out his home had been invaded by a pair of his elite. He could easily handle them both, if he so wished, whether it be something as simple as Obliviating them or the finality of an Avada Kedavra. That last, extreme option was a bit overboard for him at the moment. Lucius Malfoy, after all, was useful, and Bellatrix was loyal. He wasn't afraid to keep his new look and alliance from his followers, but it had to be done in the right way to ensure a smooth transition.

"I think it would be prudent to see how Lucius reacts to you," he told Harry, who blinked and set his tea down on the desk.

"Ah, the sane one," Harry said sardonically, and then: "Why bother?"

Why indeed. "You're not the enemy anymore."

There was warmth and a feeling akin to contentment in his chest at Harry's resulting smile. Merlin, he felt disturbingly soft when it came to that boy. Perhaps it was because Harry treated him like no other did, so he did the same for him. It didn't help that right now he just didn't care, having understated a bit how exhausted he still felt, and not just physically. Emotionally he hadn't fully recovered from his near-death experience, and the amount of overwhelming, foreign affection he felt for Harry the likes of which he hadn't known he was capable of when the boy actually came through with his promise Tom had heard him make to Nagini just as he drifted off into unconsciousness the first time. There had been that dark conviction in the far reaches of his mind that said Harry would just let him die like he was supposed to do. When he woke up, alone, and with his magic bleeding from his body like an open wound, it drove him into a rage like only a frightened, wild animal could feel.

But Harry came back, and eventually saved him. And Tom was grateful. It was hard to hold back from Harry when he made Tom feel like that, the little brat.

"You say the sweetest things, Tom," Harry proceeded to tease, and Tom gave him a look and pretended that he didn't want to smile, in good-natured rout, at the comment.

"How do you intend to go about this?" Harry asked after he schooled his features. "You don't really look the same as you did before, and I think he believes you're a snake right now." He paused. "You know, this creates a great opportunity for some fun."

If Tom wasn't a dignified person, he would have dropped his head to his desk in exasperation. Harry was going to ruin his image, he just knew it. Harry's type of "fun" usually had no place in the Dark Lord business.

With a small amount of trepidation, Tom queried, "And what, dare I ask, do you have in mind?"

Harry picked up his teacup. "He thinks you're a snake." He took a sip, and appeared to wait.

Tom's face twitched. "And…?" he prompted irritably.

"You…are a snake to him, and I am your keeper."

"Get to the point, Potter."

Harry gave Tom a thwarted look and set his tea down again. "It'd be really funny if I brought in a cobra and he thought it was you. Imagine him bowing to a snake and calling it 'my Lord'."

"Mm, yes, hilarious," Tom uttered dryly.

"You're not going to let me, are you?"

"No." He'd rather not let his followers think he was still trapped in a mundane animal form and at the mercy of Harry Potter's hospitality, no matter for how short of time. It was bad enough Lucius probably already thought that, and Tom really didn't want to encourage it. He felt one of his brows arch upwards. "I fear Lucius Malfoy has been stretched beyond his limit."

Harry made a face. "Merlin forbid the aristocrat has his delicate sensibilities impeded on. Have it your way then, but don't expect me to be very civil to him, or Bellatrix."

Tom found the situation dreadfully ironic. "Oh, come now Harry, aren't I worse than them? And look how well you get alone with me now." Tom's tone suggested he was not merely talking about their new political alliance. His eyes gleamed as he watched a blush s

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Tom coi là câu hỏi, mà đã đi đầu trong tâm trí của mình thời điểm này, ông phát hiện ra trang chủ của mình đã bị xâm chiếm bởi một cặp ưu tú của mình. Anh ta có thể dễ dàng xử lý cả hai, nếu ông muốn, cho dù đó là một cái gì đó đơn giản như Obliviating họ hay dứt khoát một Avada Kedavra. Tùy chọn cuối cùng, cực đoan đó là một chút overboard cho anh ta ở thời điểm này. Lucius Malfoy, sau khi tất cả đã được hữu ích, và Bellatrix là trung thành. Ông không sợ để giữ cái nhìn mới và liên minh của mình từ những người theo ông, nhưng nó đã được thực hiện đúng cách để đảm bảo sự chuyển tiếp êm."Tôi nghĩ rằng nó sẽ được thận trọng để xem làm thế nào Lucius phản ứng với bạn," ông nói với Harry, blinked và set trà của mình trên bàn làm việc."Ah, một sane," Harry nói sardonically, và sau đó: "tại sao bother?"Tại sao thực sự. "Ngươi không phải kẻ thù nữa."There was warmth and a feeling akin to contentment in his chest at Harry's resulting smile. Merlin, he felt disturbingly soft when it came to that boy. Perhaps it was because Harry treated him like no other did, so he did the same for him. It didn't help that right now he just didn't care, having understated a bit how exhausted he still felt, and not just physically. Emotionally he hadn't fully recovered from his near-death experience, and the amount of overwhelming, foreign affection he felt for Harry the likes of which he hadn't known he was capable of when the boy actually came through with his promise Tom had heard him make to Nagini just as he drifted off into unconsciousness the first time. There had been that dark conviction in the far reaches of his mind that said Harry would just let him die like he was supposed to do. When he woke up, alone, and with his magic bleeding from his body like an open wound, it drove him into a rage like only a frightened, wild animal could feel.But Harry came back, and eventually saved him. And Tom was grateful. It was hard to hold back from Harry when he made Tom feel like that, the little brat."You say the sweetest things, Tom," Harry proceeded to tease, and Tom gave him a look and pretended that he didn't want to smile, in good-natured rout, at the comment."How do you intend to go about this?" Harry asked after he schooled his features. "You don't really look the same as you did before, and I think he believes you're a snake right now." He paused. "You know, this creates a great opportunity for some fun."If Tom wasn't a dignified person, he would have dropped his head to his desk in exasperation. Harry was going to ruin his image, he just knew it. Harry's type of "fun" usually had no place in the Dark Lord business.With a small amount of trepidation, Tom queried, "And what, dare I ask, do you have in mind?"Harry picked up his teacup. "He thinks you're a snake." He took a sip, and appeared to wait.Tom's face twitched. "And…?" he prompted irritably."You…are a snake to him, and I am your keeper.""Get to the point, Potter."Harry gave Tom a thwarted look and set his tea down again. "It'd be really funny if I brought in a cobra and he thought it was you. Imagine him bowing to a snake and calling it 'my Lord'.""Mm, yes, hilarious," Tom uttered dryly."You're not going to let me, are you?""No." He'd rather not let his followers think he was still trapped in a mundane animal form and at the mercy of Harry Potter's hospitality, no matter for how short of time. It was bad enough Lucius probably already thought that, and Tom really didn't want to encourage it. He felt one of his brows arch upwards. "I fear Lucius Malfoy has been stretched beyond his limit."Harry made a face. "Merlin forbid the aristocrat has his delicate sensibilities impeded on. Have it your way then, but don't expect me to be very civil to him, or Bellatrix."Tom found the situation dreadfully ironic. "Oh, come now Harry, aren't I worse than them? And look how well you get alone with me now." Tom's tone suggested he was not merely talking about their new political alliance. His eyes gleamed as he watched a blush s