A Little Help from a Snake // Tomarry

64: Back Home

Reposted: January 22, 2022

I still have at least two more revisions to make on previous chapters, but I decided to go ahead and continue reposting. So enjoy!

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Enjoy the chapter! It's mostly a filler, but it's fairly fluffy

Summary: Tom and Remus are back home at Black Manor

The first thing Tom registered when he awoke was the warmth surrounding him. That was odd. Azkaban wasn't supposed to be warm. Then he remembered.

He and Remus had been released. Dumbledore had been arrested and was awaiting a trial. Harry had been given permission to go home and stay with Tom for the rest of the day and tomorrow. Remus, too, had gone home, not that he would have been teaching anyway; the other professors were taking turns taking over D.A.D.A until he felt better.

Tom lifted his head. Normally, it was he who held Harry in his arms, but they had switched positions. Harry's arm was slung over Tom's shoulder.

"I'm home," Tom murmured.

"Hm?" Harry opened his eyes sleepily, revealing brilliant green. "Yeah, you are. And so am I. Do you want to take a shower?"

"That would be nice," Tom replied. He hadn't washed at all in a week and when they got home he had been too tired to do much more than change into decent clothes and fall into bed despite it only being early afternoon. "What time is it?"

"Almost eight. No doubt Kreacher and Dobby have dinner ready."

Tom slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom. It felt so good washing away the remaining traces of Azkaban from his person, one step closer to normalcy. He finished quickly but allowed a few extra minutes of just standing there, letting the warm water wash over his skin.

He stepped out and dried off and redressed before heading back to the bedroom.

Harry was sitting on the bed. "You ready to go?" he asked.

Tom nodded and they went down to the dining room.

The other adults were talking together in hushed voices when they arrived.

"There you are," Sirius said. "I was just about to come get you."

"How are you feeling?" Barty asked.

Tom shrugged. "Better."

Dobby popped onto the table. "Master Tom must be hungry! Dobby has prepared food." He snapped his fingers and a plate full of food appeared in front of Tom.

"Thanks." Tom began eating.

He didn't join in the conversation as he ate, just listened as Bella and Barty discussed how they were going to integrate back into society. It wouldn't be easy given they were renowned Death Eaters, but they wanted to prove they followed Harry and Tom, neither of which were anything like Voldemort.

"I met your husband," Tom said after a moment.

Bella looked at him in surprise. "Did you? Did he say anything?"

"He called me his lord at first, but he backed off when I told him to stop." Tom paused, taking another bite of his dinner. "When it became clear I wasn't the same person he followed, he just... I don't think he really cared all that much for his 'lord' after that."

Bella snorted. "He's been in there for too long." But she clearly held no strong feelings, so Tom let the subject drop.

"Peter was there, too," Remus muttered.