Harry bore the brunt of Tom Riddle's anger so the world didn't have to.
At first glance, many assumed it was just sex.
And then they saw the tremble in Potter's hands, poorly hidden. They saw the glassy blankness of Potter's eyes.
And, well. They were all too familiar with the after-effects of a prolonged Crucio.
A same-age AU/time-travel fic where harry willingly takes on Tom's anger in an effort to curb his sadistic side, with a semi-sane, gunning-for-Minister Tom Riddle and a morally grey, self-sacrificing-in-a-different-way right-hand Harry.
"Haven’t I told you? Killing Mudbloods doesn’t matter to me anymore. For many months now, my new target… has been you."