He was tired of the lies and secrets kept hidden from him by those who he had wanted to trust, but knew deep within that he would never be able to, all but for a few of them. Yet those same lies and secrets were not so well hidden that he couldn't f...
He walked out and Tom stared to him as he genuinely hoped he was right.
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An hour later after they had eaten and separated to fully dress; Tom having convinced Harry to eat first with him, Harry Potter strode into the foyer with a hard and determined look to his visage as he was bedecked in luxurious silken robes of expensive emerald, black and silver silk and velvet. They were not high-collar, but still embroidered with fancy designs if one looked hard enough.
His legs were dressed in black trousers that made him seem more refined and his feet bore new dress shoes. His hair was still that Potter mess, but it was now more a somewhat contained and controlled mess.
Tom eyes were shining and he swallowed as he stepped to him, "Before we go; I have to activate our disguises."
Harry nodded, "And how did you..."
Tom raised his finger to his lips to silence him and eyed the ground, "Before I show you; I want you to know that I had to restart the design for this several times. I struggled whether or not to go through with this, as I had no way of knowing if you'd accept. Your disguise is also a...gift from me to you. A silent but present promise of that no matter what we find out today; I'll be here for you if you ever were to have any need of me."
He eyed Harry, "You may take this as you will and for it to mean what you want, but for me Harry; it is more than simply a gift. For me, this is a promise. Another vow that I intend to keep no matter what happens later."
Harry swallowed now and nodded quietly. Tom watched as he processed this and wondered if he had said something that had upset him. He internally sighed; he hoped not. Tom then pulled a box from his robes; one too large to be a ring box, but Harry could tell that it almost had to be jewelry of some manner.
He held it out to him and the younger wizard took it. He slowly opened the box and gasped to the sight of the beautifully crafted piece.
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(Image of the Envisioned Consort of Slytherin Torc Necklace)
Tom smiled slightly as his gaze was distant, "I told you before now that I hadn't cared to reconstruct Slytherin's wealth; that was only partially true, as I began to realize later at how much it would benefit me to be seen as a true lord and to have it.
So, several years after my graduation and traveling abroad studying; I sought help to build it with aid from several families that were willing to help me in starting the process.
I soon had reclaimed a lot of their artifacts and heirlooms when I began to rebuild my family's fortune and legacy; it was difficult to find the traces of dead echoes that lingered only in the darkest of places among the shadows."
Tom paused here as Harry nodded to him with a gentle look; understanding what that would mean to someone like Tom. A man who had been bereft of much of his ancestry like Harry had been while growing up.
