The One in the Afterlife

Tom's sort of a demon or something. Anyways, he can change his eyes colour.

Last time

"My condolences, Mr. Wood. Life has taken its price for Y/N," Professor McGonagall says - her voice full of sorrow.

From heaven, Y/N looks at Oliver. You feel sorry for him, but you promised Dumbledore. You couldn't do this, so when you killed Tom, you killed yourself.
     "Y/N?" a voice says. You turn around to see a familiar figure.

"Tom."

*

"Tom, I... I can explain," you say in angst. He takes a step closer while you take a step back. His expression is unreadable.
     You feel a wall in your back, 'shit.' Tom comes closer and closer. Your eyes didn't look at his, but at the ground.

Tom pulls up your chin by his fingers - looking in his eyes. They have a slight hint of emerald. "I am enraged, Y/N." His voice was too calm - which is more scary.
     He gazes in your E/C eyes - which he always adores. Seeing this angst, his anger ebbs away. He sighs deeply, turns around and walks away - leaving you shocked behind.

"Wait!" you say - causing Tom to stop in his tracks. "Why are you walking away without hexing me?" you ask. You walk next to him and he looks down at you.
     "I... I don't know," he says - not trusting his own brain nor heart. "Tell me," you say, "I want to get to know you." Tom's heartbeat sped up.

"Why?" he snarls, "only because you don't have anybody else?" He speeds up his pace. "No, because I remembered you when we were younger." Tom froze in his tracks.
     He turns around - seeing the girl he has been in love with since the moment he saw her. He had pushed it all away when you rejected his offer at that time. Making everything clear for his plan, but his plan has failed. Just as his love for you.

"I don't," he simply says and continues on walking. His heart and brain are fighting with each other - causing Tom to feel very weird plus a bit guilty. He isn't the only one who struggles with their feelings.

You knew your feelings towards Oliver are impossible. Tom is quite handsome... 'wait what?' 'He said he was enraged, but his eyes weren't as emerald as when he tortured me.' *gasp.

Flashback

"Crucio!" the spell hit you, screaming in pain. When it stopped, you lied on the floor - tears falling down on the floor.
Then you see Tom, standing before you - his eyes are emerald green. He's enraged. "How dare to love him!" he yells. "I do not understand!" you yell back.
"Crucio!" He yells and the spell hits you - you're screaming in agony. "Don't you understand?!" he pants, "we met sixty years ago. I fell in love with you, but you denied to love me back. I was the one who put you asleep."

End flashback

To the world - you are a ghost. However whose in heaven, is real to each other. You decided to "visit" Oliver - in the common room. He sits near the fire - his knees pull up to his chest, rocking back and forth.
     You walk up closer to see that he has been crying. 'Oh, Oliver.' you thought, you laid your hand on his cheek. Oliver's eyes shot up - he felt something on his cheek. Like someone was caressing his cheek.

An idea popped in. You grab your wand, starting to write in the air.

Oliver I'm here with you.

You hear him gasping. The first person he could think of, "Y/N?"

Yes, it's me.

Tears well up in your eyes. "I never had the chance to say it. I love you," he whispers - tears rolling down his cheeks.

Aw. I love you too, but you have to move on. I'm not here anymore, I'm always with you. In there <3

Your tears are rolling down. "I know," he whispers. "Farewell, Y/N."

Tom - who has been watching this whole time - became quite jealous at the scene. He wants you to love him, not that Gryffindor git.
     Tom looks at the girl - beautiful as ever. Her long wavy hair. Then he notices something very important, the hair tips has changed of colour. Red. As shocked as he was he walked closer.

He draws your attention by grabbing your arm. Your eyes are not charming E/C - but they are bright red. "Tom?" Y/N says. It sounds so far away from him - like an echo.
     "Tom!" you say - snapping him out of his trance. "What? What?" he rambles confused. His gaze is focused at your eyes, seeing them in their normal state.
     "You were starring. Is there something wrong?" you ask - narrowing your eyes slightly.

"Are... are you a metamorphmagus?" he rambles - not thinking straight. Your eyes widen. "How... how did you know? I hid it, from everybody," you say - starting to panic. You turn around and walk away. You were shocked that somebody knew about what you are. You hid it from the world, from everyone.
     "Y/N!" Tom calls - but you ignore him. He notices that your hair is more red, 'she is afraid.' Your heartbeat speeds up - breathing heavily. 'No, no. Not here. Not now.'

You ran and ran, but without air you simply passed out. Although, you didn't feel the ground. Someone must have caught you.

Tom follows you, of course. Eventually he sprints over to catch you before you fell on the ground. He laid you down softly and scooped you in his arm. Walking to the Slytherin dorm wit you in his arms - in bridal style.
     He lays you on the bed, sitting next to you - waiting for you to wake up. He sat there for half an hour - waiting patiently.

"You are a monster! A big disgrace to the L/N's!" Your father shouts. He kicks your feet - causing you to fall on the concrete floor. Another attack follows. You tried your best to cover yourself, but it had no use.
     Your hair - and eyes - had changed its colour. Icy blue. "Yes, you are afraid. You are weak. The world will kill you," your father spat in anger. He kicked you one more time and the light went out.

Your eyes began to flutter - a sign of you to wake up. Tom jolted awake - he must have fallen asleep. ''Tom?'' you whisper - looking around you. ''Yes?'' he answers - getting back to realtiy. ''How... how did I end up here?''

Tom's cheeks turn slightly pink. ''I - er - had caught you when you passed out. I - er - might have carried you to here.'' Your cheeks turned into the same colour - knowing the possible way how Tom carried you.

"Why?" you asked - your cheeks still flustered. "I... er," he stutters, "I couldn't let you fall on the ground." Followed by a sigh.
     A silence followed and Tom was the one who broke it. "Why did you reject me?" Tom looks at you, waiting for your expression. In shock, you look up - straight in his gaze.

"You know what I am, right?" you ask - terrified what he will say. He slowly nods, "yes. You're a metamorphmagus." "Yes," you only say - struggling how to explain this. "What was wrong?" he asks - his voice as soft as a feather.
     You feel your tears well up. "My... parents... I," you stutter - not able to talk anymore. You start to cry. Tom swiftly moves next to you - after a little hesitation he puts his arms around you. Trying his best to comfort you - which helps.

"I was an uncontrollable metamorphmagus. My parents had been telling me that I'm..." you take a deep breath before saying the word. "A monster." Your snap eyes snap to Tom's - who just has finished your sentence.
     You gaze in his eyes - not able to speak. "How...?" you managed to say. A small smirk graces his lips. "You're not the only who has that name labelled on your chest."

"The Order had given me that name," he tells, "it was war." You feel him tense up. "Hey," you say - pulling his attention to you," it is over now." "Will you promise me something?" you ask. Tom frowns, "yes, of course." "Will you promise me not to freak out?" Tom slowly nods - not knowing what to expect.
     You inhale deeply before letting your emotions on the loose - which means your hair started to change of colour. And your eyes, but you kept those shut for now. From Tom's eyes, he sees your hair changing its colour into red. His heartbeat rises. Her eyes... her eyes!

"Look at me," Tom says softly. You denied at first - causing Tom to raise your chin by his fingers. Brightly violet. The colour of love, violet and red. He thought. Then something stung his heart, it is not for him. It's for that Gryffindor git. It made Tom enraged - causing his eyes to turn into emerald green.
     You saw it all happen. "Tom, Tom. Listen to me!" But it was too late. He already grabbed you by the throat. "You are not a monster," you choke, "you are confused with your feelings. Just like me." The last part made him even more angrier - his grip tightens. You start to loose consciousness.

"Not for Oliver. For each other," you choke. Tom gasps at the last words. His grip loosens and you cough loudly to breath again. "What have I done." "I am a monster."
     Then something happened rarely. Tears were flowing down Tom's cheeks. "I'm... I'm so sorry, Y/N," Tom apologies.

He turns around to walk away, but you managed to grab him by his sleeve. "It's... okay," you say - your voice trembling. "Come sit." Tom hesitates but gives in. He sits next to you and you lay your head on his shoulder.
     "You are not a monster, Tom. Don't ever think that again," you mumble. Tom cocks his head aside, to see you lying against him. His arms are now put around you - hugging you.

"Y/N?" Tom whispers softly. You hummed, for him to continue. "Are you able to forgive me?" You release yourself from his embrace - looking him in the eyes.
     You sigh and you see something fall in his eyes. You cup his cheeks with your hands - still watching his eyes. Your eyes flicker to his lips and back. You lean in - closing the gap between you. His soft lips on yours. Tom is shocked by your action but moves along.

You pull back - your eyes closed. Tom sees your beautiful - a smile graces his lips. "I take that as a yes?" he asks. You open your eyes - shining brightly. "Yes."

And you pull him in another deep kiss.