Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

His mind was in a mess, and Lucius suddenly thought of the scene when he was a child, causing trouble with his grandfather in the manor.

After a while, he remembered how his grandfather had been by his side when he was being punished...

And the last memory is fixed on the photo placed on my grandfather's chest, which has already turned yellow but has no wrinkles at all.

Along with regret, grandfather's love was eventually taken to the grave...

So what about him...will it be the same in the future...

"...Go back, Severus...it's...dark..."

Not noticing the change of address, Severus followed Lucius with red eyes and left.

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Tom returned to the room, sat on the edge of the bed and held Abraxas's hand. He could not imagine how painful his Abraxas would be during this time...

Even a little angry, angry at myself for not knowing, if he didn't come back over the weekend...

"Uh.."

His sleep was not peaceful. Abraxas covered his swollen head and stood up. He opened his eyes and saw the red ends of Tom's eyes. He pursed his lips and apologized in a low voice.

"I'm sorry...it happened so suddenly...Father, he...lost all his vitality almost instantly..."

"At that time, we were discussing Lucius's engagement party with Orion... Unexpectedly..."

Lowering his head deeply, Abraxas closed his eyes in pain. If it weren't for his willfulness...how could his father be cursed with that vicious curse?

If he hadn't...

Holding Abraxas's face uneasily, Tom felt distressed and blamed himself, "It's not your fault... This matter... is not your fault..."

"Please... don't think like that..."

Looking away from his unfocused eyes, Tom put away his magic power and hugged Abraxas tightly, hesitating whether to modify the other person's memory.

"...Legilimency...you bastard..."

The hoarse voice coming from his chest was muffled, and Tom subconsciously let go of his hand, feeling too guilty to look into Abu's eyes.

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Picking up the potion on the table and drinking it, Abraxas frowned and looked at the guy with his drooped head.

"You seem to be very uneasy lately...are you hiding something from me..."

"I...have..."

Feeling even more guilty, Tom didn't know how to explain all this, so he could only choose to close his mouth and pull down his sleeves.

"Aha!"

Quickly taking Tom's hand, Abraxas squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows and rubbed the familiar Resurrection Stone ring.

"If I remember correctly, I should have told you not to touch that stupid magic in this life!"

"I...I didn't make a Horcrux...this is not...no...this cannot be considered a Horcrux...uh..."

Holding his head that was throbbing, Tom's eyes suddenly filled with mist. Damn it...he just bit his tongue...

"................."

Secretly scolding himself for being too soft-hearted, Abraxas closed his eyes and decided to let the 'injured' person go for the time being.