"It's a long story." Tom said.

"I've got all the time in the world for you to explain why we're now soulmates." Harry was angry.

Reluctantly, Tom spoke in a rush, "I may or may not have accidentally put a fraction of my soul inside your head and then I may or may not have gone and got a small crush on you which may or may not have made us technical soulmates and if you speak of this I will destroy you. Except now I can't. Because soulmates can't kill each other. But I can still kill everything you love."

"Why are you being so easy to deal with?"

Tom glared.

Oh, he likes me now. This will be useful.

"So, you're gonna stop your reign of terror now, right? Please?" Harry knew it was a long shot, but he was a Gryffindor.

Tom glared more. "Please?"

"Just because we're technically soulmates doesn't mean I'm going to become your puppet, boy."

"I don't expect you to. But, I want this to work. If I can't kill you, I want to make the best of this. I always wanted family." Harry had hope. Everyone deserved a second chance.

"Have you forgotten I murdered your parents? I watched your mother beg for your life, then I killed her. Casually."

"I haven't, in fact." The Chosen One said coolly.

"We are gonna work this out, Tom. I'll try if you do. Okay?"

The boy was clearly insane. But still.. I'll bide my time. A soulmate is nothing to laugh at. And if it doesn't work, I can always order someone to kill him. Though.. I'm not sure I want to.

"Alright, Potter."

"It's Harry."

It wasn't okay. It might never be. But Harry wanted this chance at a future. He owed it to himself to at least try.

AN: God, don't ask. I'm sorry.

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-M