Tom's breath caught in this throat as his small hands gripped the door frame. He knew he would etch his name into the stone of history, but sneaking a glance at the young deity with fire-like wings talking to his father, he sees a being untouched by earth. Tom finds himself wondering, what is history but a small blink in the eyes of an immortal? Youngest of the Gods Harry is fitted into the job of Messenger for Olympus. However, when Harry delivers a message to Athens he realises he really isn't cut out for the role. He is not the only messenger of the gods, but with a desire to become something more in this world, he finds his first friend in the form of a human boy. It's only too bad that the boy happened to be Tom Marvalo Riddle. (Strap in folks this is gonna be a long ride) (Cross posted on ao3) Current word count: 6249