HADRIAN'S POV
I woke up with a start. I groaned as I stretched, I snuggled in against the warmth beside me. I felt a hand gently run their fingers through my hair, I sighed as I opened my eyes and looked up at Tom. "Good morning darling," he purred as he kissed my forehead gently. "Good morning," I yawned, he chuckled as he pulled me closer into him, "It's time to get ready for the day," he said, planting a kiss onto my head. I sighed and stretched again.
“What are we going to do about Dumbledore dear?” Tom asked as he gently stroked my arm. I sighed as I got up. “I’m still thinking of a plan at the moment,” I sighed as I headed to the bathroom. When I exited Tom was still on the bed reading, he looked up at me. “How many times are you going to read that book?” I asked as I went to my trunk to grab my clothes. Tom sighed as he closed the book, “It’s a good book, I’m still able to learn more spells and techniques to learn more about my shadow magic. Did you know that there can be only one Shadow Master at a time? And at the current time it’s me,” he got out of his bed, I didn’t hide my stare, I’m so glad to be bonded to such a handsome god, he was shirtless and was shamelessly flaunting. Tom raised his brow at me before getting up, he walked over to me and circled his arms around my waist. I happily sighed as I leaned into his firm chest. “I have an idea,” he practically purred in my ear, I hummed in response as I continued to get my clothes. He withdrew his arms from around my waist, and watched as I picked out a pair of trousers, “We should build some evidence against him for trying to manipulate you. We both know of what he did in your past life, we both also know that he does not like me and will do anything and everything within his power to destroy me.”
“So let me get this right, you want me to trick and manipulate Dumbles into thinking that he is manipulating me? Then use my memories as evidence and take it to the Ministry to get Dumbledore arrested and locked in prison for life for trying to manipulate a lord of one of the most ancient houses in history?” Tom nodded along as I spoke of his plan. “Yes,” he smirked as he pulled me into his chest again. “I like it,” I smiled as I pulled away and headed to his trunk instead, I pulled out one of his shirts. I pulled out some clothes for him as well, going with a black set of robes with a dark green button down shirt. I tossed the clothes at him as I put on a deep red shirt of his, “Tom darling can you grab the corset out of my trunk? I forgot to grab it.” “I’m so glad being at the school hasn’t changed your mind about wearing my birthday gift to you. Need help?” He slid his hands down my sides and around my waist.
We walked into the Chamber, I sighed as I took in the dust that had settled over the area within the duration of our absence. I watched as Tom waved his hand with a flourish making the dust disappear. “Let’s finesse the plan darling,” Tom slid his arm around me as we walked towards the study.
I scowled as I continued to walk down the corridor. I hate this plan. Tom and I had finished our plan, we had agreed that I would approach the old fool first. We had also agreed that Tom would dig up Dumbledore’s past, find the evidence of what he did to his sister and his old connections with Grindelwald.
I walked up to Dumbledore's office and scowled at the door. Before knocking on it, I heard an invitation to enter so I opened the door and peeked inside. “Ah, good afternoon Mr. Peverell. How may I help you today?” I plastered a smile onto my face and approached him. “Professor, I’m… um… I’m a bit embarrassed to say this actually, Professor,” I made myself look sheepish, a little saddened, and most of all frightened. The old coot leaned forward in his chair slightly, looking absolutely intrigued. He plastered false concern upon his face. “What is it Mr. Peverell?” He coated his voice with false concern as he used his desk to help him stand. I forced myself to take a shaky breath. “Sir.. it’s Tom. He… he used to be so charming and nice… he used to care for me. And now he… he um… he’s only using me, I suppose,” I lowered my head in shame.
Dumbledore came around the table and patted me and my shoulder. “You poor boy… don’t feel ashamed or embarrassed, Tom has done this many times. He only does things for his own personal gain… and you my poor boy were just a prize to be won in his eyes.” I felt rage well in me at his pet name, I sighed and kept my head down. I looked up and made my lip quiver. “We are bonded sir…” I saw his eyes widen. Bingo. “My boy, I know of a way to dispose of Tom, he as I’m sure you already know has horcruxes, I have no clue of how many he has of position right now. But my boy he must be destroyed.” I nodded my head and hid my glee. I already have all the evidence I need but I need a little more to be sure, “Sir?” I asked with false sorrow lacing my voice, “ Tom Riddle is incapable of love my boy, but I will protect you as long as you do as I say,” he said as he latched onto my arm, I felt his magic probe at my conscience I allowed myself to become cloudy eyed as if he had truly manipulated my mind
TOM’S POV
I sighed in almost frustration, it was getting slightly difficult to collect evidence against Dumbledore, I had charmed my way through the ghosts that knew of anything about Dumbledore. And now I was stuck for physical evidence of his crimes. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, it was impossible to find what I needed.
I felt familiar hands run across my shoulders, “Stop stressing,” Hadrian said as he kissed my jaw, I sighed as I grabbed one of his hands and let his calm wash over me in waves. Did you get what you needed from Dumbledore? I just need to find some physical evidence and we can get him imprisoned,” he leaned his chin upon my shoulder and sighed. “A month of letting Dumbledore think that he has been manipulating me and using potions and mind games on me? Yes I have enough evidence. Though I don’t think you’re going to like what he tried to make me do today, he tried to give me a love potion that was tethered to one and only Charlus Potter since Fleamont Potter is already promised to another… also did you know the Charlus isn’t my grandfather but Fleamont is? I really need to go through my family tree,” I laughed as Hadrian ranted to me. “I don’t think you have to worry about it anymore love… considering that you are no longer Harry Potter,” I chuckled. He huffed and kissed neck, “I suppose you’re right per usual,” he sighed. “Bloody hell I just thought of something! How did I not think of this before!?” he exclaimed as he ran out of the room, bewildered. I got up and a shadow stepped in front of him. “What are you talking about?” I asked as I gently gripped his shoulders, he huffed and struggled a bit, “Well Dumbledore has a brother as you probably know, but I completely forgot that his brother owns the HogsHead Inn,” I looked at him with wide eyes before smiling brightly at him. “My beautiful and lovely bonded is so smart. I love you,” I said as I leaned forward and captured his lips with my own. He lightly laughed as he kissed me back eagerly. I quickly slipped my tongue into his mouth, unlike several kisses that we’ve shared before Hadrian didn’t try to fight me for dominance. He fully gave me dominance like our first night together. I felt him eagerly press up against me as I pinned him against the wall. I let my hands wander against his torso, lifting his shirt up slightly to roam my hands against his skin. He groaned and pressed himself up further into me. We separated for air, but I never let my hands stop the roaming of his skin. I began to leave kisses down his jaw before unbuttoning his top shirt buttons to kiss his collar bones. “Tom… Tom… we… we need to go get… the evidence,” he groaned as I continued to suck at his skin. He gasped as I clicked my fingers and his top was removed. I leaned back slightly and took in the view that was my love. I sighed and leaned my forehead against his.
“Just a little bit of fun?” I asked as I nipped at his skin. He groaned as he pushed up against me, “No, we need to go Tom,” he practically purred as I rubbed my hands against his skin, “Don’t lie to me darling,” I nipped at his jaw again, he sighed as he pushed at me lightly. “How about we get our evidence first and then have some… special … bonding time,” I couldn’t help but to narrow my eyes in lust, “How about we have our bonding time now,” with that I lifted him up by the legs and carried him to the bedroom, “Tom, I really don’t feel like having sex on Salazar Slytherin’s bed,” he sighed as he clung to me, he gently sucked at my jaw as I continued to walk, “Don’t lie darling, I know that you don’t care,” I chuckled as I gently layed him onto the bed.
I was absolutely beaming when we went to the dorm, “Oh merlin, they fucked agian,” Black said as Hadrian and I wlaked into the room, Hadrian scowled at me, “What gave it away,” Hadrian scowled. “Well other than your ever so slight limp? Tom’s very happy and pleased expression,” He said with a sarcastic smile. I chuckled as Hadrian elbowed my stomach in dismay. “You’re an ass, you know that right,” he said with a slight scowl.
We were walking to the Hogs Head, we had continued with our plan of letting Dumbledore think that he was manipulating Hadrian for a month, and now we were finally allowed to go to Hogsmeade. Hadrian was latched firmly onto my arm as we continued to walk through the brisk fall air. We walked up to the entrance of the Hogs Head, “Are you ready for this love?” I asked as I led him into the Inn, the bar was complete trash, it had hay on the wood flooring along with some mud. Hadrian tugged on my arm and gestured to the seemingly middle aged man, he looked a lot like Dumbledore just younger, “Are you Aberforth Dumbledore? One Albus Dumbledore’s brother?” The man raised his eyebrows at Hadrian, “What is it to you?” He asked with a snarl. I felt anger boil inside before a wave of calm consumed me. “My name is Hadrian Peverell and this is my husband and bonded Marvolo Gaunt, we were wondering if you would like to come and help us lock your brother into Azkaban?” I looked at Hadrian with shock, I wasn’t expecting to be so direct, I looked back at Aberforth, who had a wicked smile on his face. “Lord Peverell, it would be an honor to help you put my brother in Azkaban,” his smile was shark-like as he spoke and I couldn’t help but pull Hadrian a little closer to me. “Brilliant working with you then,” I said with a smile as I extended my hand.
The very next day Hadrian and I began our journey to the ministry.
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