#same timeline

Honestly, I definitely need to start drawing Ingo more. Otherwise, people will probably think I favor Emmet or something! >:( For some reason, I actually like Ingo more, sorry Emmet-

He's finding that same feeling again when he runs into the priest, nearly knocking the both of them over. Papers scatter to the floor as the two recover from the collision, Justin having to lean on the wall to properly recover. Kid panics a little, quickly retrieving the papers as if they were his own. He opened his mouth to apologize, turning to Justin to hand the papers back to him, but Justin meets him halfway, taking the papers back just as Kid turned in his direction.

"Ah-" Kid wanted to actually respond, to apologize, but Justin only smiled at him. He looked.. sick. Pale. Maybe pained? He had a hand resting on his lower abdomen, the other holding the papers he'd carelessly dropped.

Harry grinned up at Tom, standing on his toes to abate the height difference between the two of them. 

“Dumbledore told me I should find better friends.”

Tom Riddle, the Slytherin prefect, model student, and secret heir of one of Hogwarts founders, regarded the boy with a disinterested expression.

“And...?”

Harry’s expression faltered momentarily, but then his grin widened even further, and he stepped closer to Tom.

“So...” He said mischievously, and pocked the other boy’s chest. “You are not my friend anymore.”

Tom’s heart skipped a beat, and he felt something deep inside him scream. His breathing grew faster, and yet as he tried to keep the shock, the betrayal, the desolation, off his face, a frown came anyway.

“Oh.”

Harry smirked again, no doubt reading everything on his face, and everything that wasn’t. He stepped even closer, diminishing the space between them to a few inches.

“Won’t you ask why?” He asked, suggestively.

Tom who would have no doubt sneered had he been not this broken, could only nod his head dumbly. 

You are not my friend anymore.

He closed his eyes, keeping away the tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. Where had he gone wrong?

“Why?”

Harry did not answer, instead he took the other Slytherin’s tie in his hand, and pulled it closer and closer and...

And then he was kissing Tom.

And Tom was kissing him back.

There hands were a mess, and in the end Tom found his hand round Harry’s waist, and Harry’s up in Tom’s perfect hair. 

And then Harry broke the kiss, breathless, flushed up, and perfect. 

He brought his mouth close to Tom’s ears, and whispered.

Frost Residence 

Opal: So…. college, boys-

Violet: Nope. Tonight its just you, me, and Mrs. Meowness. No boys.

Opal: Cheri-

Violet: The ONLY boy I wanna talk about is Granite. He better not send home Spark. She seems legit, and she called him out for not being himself.

Opal: You forget, I live for these types of shows. Spark is goin’ bye bye.

Violet: YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! SOLITAIRE WAS SO RUDE-

Opal: But, he’s smooth. So smooth.

Undersecretary Riddle looked too amused.

Entirely too amused for Malfoy to be able to enjoy the ball without worrying about the stability of his life. For all he knew, his dear friend would do something that would once again change the entirety of wizarding Britain.

It would be for the better, of course. However cunning and sly Tom might be, all he had done till now had been for the good of wizards. It had made life easier for wizards, and somehow, even his.

Still, it didn’t mean though that he enjoyed the change.

No, Lucius Malfoy did not like changes. They said it was for good, and that may be true, but there was no compulsion that said he couldn’t hate changing his perfect world.

“Tom.” He called, walking closer to the man in question whose eyes were still stuck to the corner of the room.

Lucius did not dare look at the corner. He did not dare. He certainly had an idea who it was, seeing that his own son was stood there, but he just refused to think further.

The man did not look at him, though he did turn his body to angle towards him, which was offending in a way that he just could not explain.

It did say a lot about their relationship though that he was used to it.

“Lucius.” He acknowledged finally tearing his eyes away from that corner. “I see you have come to ruin my plans again.”

His lips tugged upwards despite himself.

“Indeed.” He said, smugly. “I have detected your ominous idea resting in that corner of the room.”

Tom raised his eyebrow, an amused smile playing on his lips. “You will not even see, Lucius?” He asked, his voice incredulous. “How will you introduce me to them if you can’t even see them?”

He shook his head.

He could not for the life of him think what would the world would come to if he introduced Thomas Marvolo Riddle to… to…

“Indeed Tom.” He said, his expression blank. “I have no intention of doing… that.”