Frail fingers pushing the dirt away, nails blackened with mud, Harrison would dig his way out of an early grave. Alone, he would stand above the corpses of the unfortunate. Free. Or in which Harrison tries to survive in a world that doesn't want him.

Harry considered himself to be the best in his line of work. He never failed to execute an assignment. That was, until he was given the mission to assassinate the Minister of Magic, Tom Marvolo Riddle.

He knew on legal terms that Tom was breaking the law, but he didn't care. The Woman had never promised to uphold any laws. And such, began his downfall.

In which happiness is subjective and Harry couldn't be more content.

The ability to smell is acquired when we meet our destined someone. When heated skin meets skin, and the world explodes in fragrances. Harry was not deluded enough to believe that he would be one of the lucky few to actually find such a person. However, that didn't stop him from dreaming about it.

It had been difficult, the last years. What had begun as a resourceful and respectful partnership, had broken down into one of hatred and disrespect. And there was only one way Harry could resolve their conflict.

He had always had several expectations as to what existed inside the veil. Though whatever he had imagined, a long journey to another world had not been it. Not even in his wildest dreams could he have fantasised about a world in which no Voldemort existed. It was magnificent... although the vampires were a downside. Eventual Eric/Harry

Harrison has the uncanny ability to attract trouble in every shape. A sociopathic roommate that refuses to let him go is just the tip of the iceberg. A story about loss, obsession and passion.

He felt threatened. And there was no path he could take to avoid the dangerous threat. After all, there was no way he could avoid himself.

It was too late. Harry could no longer see the difference between right and wrong.

While openly supporting Harry's choice of companions, he plotted their demise in secrecy.

Mr. Potter, you know he is in love with me, he will go anywhere I go. I am going to marry him anyway. Inspired by MAGIC's song Rude. Tom Riddle/Harry Potter - same-sex marriage.