#smolharry

He was walking to his favorite place. A meadow in the heart of the Forbidden Forest where he spent most days. Here he could feel something other than resentment and hatred. Where he wasn’t sneered or glared at for bearing the same name as his beloved brother. 

He noticed too late that he wasn’t alone. He was out of the darkness and out in the open by the time he looked up to see rubies staring right at him. 

His breath hitched when the gaze did not pass by his small form. He felt seen.

“Hello Harry.”

He didn’t know what to say as the tall figure of one Tom Marvolo Riddle stalked towards him with the grace of a predator closing on its prey.

A hand cupped his face and it took everything in him to not flinch away. He relaxed and unconsciously nuzzled into the warmth as Tom seemed to completely tower over him. His larger frame enveloping Harry in his heat and the spicy scent of an Alpha. 

Tom leaned towards him and he bared his neck in total submission. Pliant under the Alpha’s warmth.

Tom scented him slowly, an arm wrapping around his waist as his knees buckled under the unfamiliar act. 

“Delicious.” Tom purred as he inhaled Harry’s sweet and minty scent, the Omega mewling softly. 

Tom pulled away to stare at the Omega’s blissed face and glazed eyes, how responsive.

“MINE.” he growled and his chest puffed out in pride as his little mate mewled again and leaned into him more.