the Gambler

Yesterday had been the worst Hogsmeade weekend Harry had ever had, and Halloween only made him feel even more down.The students in all kinds of fancy costumes were actively preparing for the upcoming Halloween party, but the boy didn't participate. He hid in the deserted observatory to avoid the witch's dance partner invitation.

Harry still doesn't like dancing, let alone today.When telling her friend this decision, Hermione's face wrinkled together, as if she was afraid that he would be overwhelmed.It’s not that he would really be as engrossed in the grief of his parents’ death as the “Daily Prophet” said. After so many years, this fragment of memory is indeed still entangled in nightmares, but Harry didn’t really take it to heart .Oh, don't doubt his love for his parents. In the past, this kind of feeling was attached to the possibility of leaving Dursley. In addition, the happy life of the first year without memories described by Sirius made Harry wish everything could be done again. .But he also knows that this is not practical. As he grows older, the desire for family is also well buried in the bottom of his heart.He already had Sirius and the Weasleys, it couldn't be better.

"You are here." A familiar voice sounded faintly in the empty tower.

Harry knew who the visitor was without turning his head.

"Shouldn't you be twirling around with your partner?" Harry said dryly, Tom's presence seemed to raise the temperature a bit, especially with the cunning Slytherin sitting too close to him, naked// Where Lu's arms were touching, a steady stream of warmth slowly slid into Harry's body.He stole a glance down at Tom's hand holding his, with long, pale fingers like spiders beneath the tattered black robe.Harry froze for a moment.

"Nobody wants to dance with Voldemort, does they?"

Tom's bright red eyes were as horrifying as a vampire under the moonlight, and Harry put his hand on the trembling eyelids, making a muffled laugh from his chest.

"You're really good at playing," he said.

"I've thought about what you said carefully, and now I'll answer it for you," Tom said quietly, with an air of undeniable refusal, "I'm not the type to obey, so no, I don't accept the status of a friend. "

"That's where the opponent is."

Tom was indifferent to this conclusion.Or this is the answer he expected.Give up, it's impossible, he likes challenges the most!Harry would be his, and only his.

"Try to convince me," chuckled Tom, "if it's possible. Otherwise, I'll just do what I want."

Harry wrinkled his nose and snorted, Tom was as stubborn as he was, and he couldn't tell which was more extreme.Originally staying at the Observatory was to avoid other people's well-planned plan to extract Slughorn's memory. Now that the person at the center of the topic appears out of thin air, maybe he can try it boldly?Harry coughed heavily, and changed the subject abruptly: "I've always wondered how you managed to make the diary have memories, 'Nagini' didn't seem to be able to stay for too long that time, but it has been preserved for more than 50 years .”

Tom narrowed his eyes and watched Harry warily.

"I don't mind if you don't want to say it," Harry shrugged and replied indifferently, "I thought it was made by runes. Recently, I am very interested in the infinite possibilities that runes can achieve."

"Part." After a long silence, Tom ended the conversation vaguely.

When Harry was pulled into the auditorium by Tom, the whole dance was coming to an end, and this pairing aroused the disgust of many people.The dance between the Savior and the Dark Lord is eerie from every angle.After the dance music was over, Tom dragged Harry to sit down on the long table in the corner of the auditorium. Ron was eating a pie, and he was still choking when he saw Tom's appearance.

"Very creative." It took Ron a long time to squeeze out a compliment that was not considered a compliment. Tom didn't care about the horrified eyes of the people around him, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lipless mouth, which made the ambient temperature drop again. few.

"At least no one dares to ask for a dance." Tom took a sip of whiskey, his hoarse voice was as creepy as sand rubbing against glass, but the eavesdropping witches still accurately captured the meaning of the words.

"Are you Marvolo?" Lavender asked in a low voice.

Tom tilted his head and looked at the woman who dared to intervene. He couldn't help frowning because of the bright colors of the other party's clothing. What is this?Medieval witch?Pushing away the slander, he carefully recalled the other party's name in his mind, and said mildly: "Brown."

Lavender's face collapsed in an instant, and she struggled with how to reply. The final apology made Tom raise eyebrows that didn't exist, and looked at the bewildered witch with interest.He must look terrible now, Tom thought, and he could see the pent-up fear in Brown's eyes and the stiff body language.

"I don't understand why you're apologizing." Tom said calmly, and from the corner of his eye he saw displeasure written on Harry's face, but it was more of a spectacle.Actually, Tom didn't mind having a good time, the party was just plain boring, and Minerva's style was, obviously, not at all original.

"For my frivolous behavior," Lavender bowed his head in shame, his fluffy curly hair drooping on his forehead, "my behavior is inappropriate in public, and I should not be so blatant to offend you .”

"Oh?" Tom's pleasure was transmitted through the link to Harry's head, which deliberately turned his attention to the corner and pretended to be ignorant.

"Do you accept my apology, Marvolo? I'm really, really sorry."

"That's your business," Tom said, looking at Lavender with his arms folded. "It's never been something to be mad at." More precisely, you weren't something to be mad at.

Lavender showed a big smirk. She seemed to want to grab Tom's hand, but Voldemort's appearance still prevented the impulse. After thanking Tom a few times, she happily joined the original group.Harry saw what she had said to the other Gryffindors, and everyone gathered towards him the next moment.

Tom seemed to have realized the inevitable conversation. He held the silver wine glass tightly, and the yellow liquid in it swirled a few times, but no drop came out.Harry reached for Tom's other hand under his robes, and Tom sighed.The spell surrounding his body disappeared in an instant, the smooth black hair poured down from his bald forehead, and his skin became bloody, and when he began to look almost exactly like his current image, those people had already walked in front of him.Harry noticed that Tom kept his scarlet eyes.

"That's a really smart idea," Katie commented, her eyes briefly resting on Harry and Tom's clasped hands, don't ask her how she knew what was going on under the robes, call that a woman's intuition!Katie glanced at the dissatisfied Lavender sympathetically, it was obvious that the other party was completely overwhelmed by joy, so the obvious information didn't get into the beautiful head, "So I guess you have no intention of continuing to dance with people. "

"Harry, you said last year that you two were enemies or something, but it doesn't look like that now," Parvati said excitedly, her eyes twinkling weirdly, "Marvolo only talks to you. You dance, and I'd venture to guess that the hater confrontation isn't popular with cheek dancing?"

Harry blushed, not from embarrassment, but from embarrassment.Seriously, can't these witches pay attention to where they speak?Speaking of Harry to Tom's face and talking bad about him behind his back?Oh, Merlin, at least the Slytherins will look at him more.Harry glanced at Tom, who still had the perfect smile on his face.

"Enemy? Perhaps an opponent would be more appropriate." Tom said cheerfully, "Harry dear has always believed that the two parties in love are both lovers and opponents. In fact, I am trying to practice this theory." Looking at Harry with doting eyes, "Harry is a shy boy, isn't he? Obviously we've all shared the same bed—"

"Can't you shut your big mouth?" Harry stomped on the back of Tom's foot hard, facing Lavender's angry face, he swallowed the uncomfortable feeling, and focused on the hair on the side of the witch's right ear "Don't look at me like that, you know he can't say anything nice."

This only added fuel to the fire, and if Harry hadn't known how much Lavender loved Tom, he knew now.The witch was so angry that her well-manicured curls fell out, her facial muscles were tightly clamped, and her burning eyes made Harry uncomfortable.Lavender exhaled loudly, as if after a long race, his forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat.

Instinctively, Harry stretched out his hand to the wand in his sleeve, feeling his tension, Tom flicked the glass wall hard, and the crisp sound attracted everyone's attention.

"It's Halloween, and I don't like to see any disputes happen," Tom's cold tone froze Lavender's rapid explosion of emotions. The witch pouted and turned her head away, and took a small round biscuit from the long table and chewed it. , the clicking sound made Harry frown.Parvati grabs Lavender's arm, Merlin, she knows Lavender is infatuated with Tom, but mad at Harry?That's kind of stupid.

"Can't we have a good chat? Marvolo himself didn't respond." Ron said carelessly.

Lavender rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, don't act like you're Mrs. Riddle." A thin, soft voice that still maintained a mean voice came from behind.Harry turned his head, and Daphne Greengrass, with her beautiful blond hair tossed, walked towards them from the parting crowd on Draco's arm, her delicate make-up making her even more glamorous, if it wasn't for sure that the sharp criticism came from Whatever came out of Greengrass' mouth, Harry could be fooled by the gentle smile on the witch's face.

Obviously Slytherin.Harry met Draco's gaze, who nodded slightly.

Draco explained, "Just came to say hello, Riddle Potter."

"Then you have achieved your goal, so you can leave." Ron snorted, and faced the Slytherin who came with him with the most disgusted expression he could achieve.

"If your stupid head is a little bit better than the troll, you should know that I didn't mean to greet you, or have you finally realized that you are a weasel at heart and gave up pretending to be a human?" Draco drew his tone, using With Snape-esque sarcasm, "I always knew you had a small brain."

"Dead ferret!" Ron yanked out his wand and pointed it at Draco's chest. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Hermione pulled her boyfriend's elbow, and kept glancing at Snape, who was slowly coming over here. .

"Yeah, curse me, weasel?" Draco grinned.

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry slapped the triumphant Draco on the forehead, and the latter quickly turned his focus on the other side, and then swallowed back the complaint under Tom's cold gaze.

"Actually, ferrets and weasels are alike," said Tom nonchalantly.

Draco and Ron slumped at the same time, unable to get angry at Tom, they just stared at each other.

"Looks like I don't need to come here." Snape finally squeezed in beside them, with a look of obvious disappointment on his face, his dark eyes paused for a moment on Harry's and Tom's clasped hands, and his face became as if eating twisted like Hagrid's rock pie.Snape looked at Draco and Greengrass disapprovingly, and the two greeted the Head Master before quickly returning to the middle of the dance floor.The ebony-black eyes watched Harry for a while, with complex emotions surging inside, and Harry always felt that the black-haired man seemed to be looking at others through himself.It was rare that Snape turned and left the Great Hall without giving Harry a bad look, his robes rattling behind him.

"He's been a little weird today," Ron whispered, and Harry nodded.The worse part came when he was relieved by the change of subject.

"Wait, you two slept in the same bed? I thought we had our own four-poster bed!" Aaliyah screamed, "That can be explained, you two are not consciously showing affection , Are those slandering each other a bickering between lovers? Oh, Merlin, this is really sweet."

Harry's mouth twitched.

"Harry is the snuggle type." Tom smiled. "It's very cute."

"Shut the fuck up!" Harry yelled, blushing.Almost everyone present was dumbfounded at his sudden outburst, and their eyes quickly moved to Tom, expecting the latter's reaction.Unexpectedly, Tom smiled happily and looked at Harry with eyes of admiration.Everyone present was about to faint.

"They're obviously going to get together! I bet they'll actually be sleeping together by the end of the year!" Parvati said flirtatiously. "Harry's obviously a bitch, look at him now!" She surveyed Harry's body, "Oh my gosh! You two look so hot together, I guess I'll have to find a boy to unleash, you're all getting my sex up."

"Oh, Parvati, you're so bold!" Dean howled like a wolf to the beautiful witch. Parvati showed her proud breasts in front of everyone. Smile.

"Perhaps a handsome Gryffindor would be a good choice?"