Title: Babylon
Pairing: HarryxTom
Rating: R, please.
Warnings: Mentions of Abuse and attempted Suicide, Insanity, general Fuck-upped-ness and Italics
Summary: Harry is a part of Tom, like Tom is a part inside of Harry.
A/N: I’m pairing Harry with Voldemort. What more do you need to know? I’m seriously disturbed. But we knew that already. Cookie, anyone?
Words: 1215. It seems I can’t do more than 1200 words on a one-shot.


( Tom is sixteen going on sixty and he’s slowly going insane. )





...Edit: And now got back and read this again, without the italics. It actually makes sense then.

Tags: fic, hp/tmr

My best fried Lucy wanted to read something of mine. I gave her Choice. She read it, told me things were easier if it were "just a story" and left. Crying. Without a word.

Help anyone? She's normally never like that. And it's not like her at all to simply run off.

And now I think I made her angry somehow, and I don't have a fucking clue how. I hate it. And I know that I'll sleep like crap tonight.

God, human interaction of any kind SUCKS when you're me.