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tamingthemuseTitle: Hourglass
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompts: #519 – Clone
Warnings: None
Pairings: Tom, Minerva
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 539
Summary: Royalty!AU. Minerva puts a stop to Prince Thomas's sulking.
Prince Thomas Riddle stared into the hourglass, watching as the sand fell. When the last grain feel, he flipped it, and the whole process began again.
He knew he wasn't much fun to be around right at this time, and others were drawing their own conclusions about what had been wrong with his mood, but he didn't think any person would be able to guess the actual reason for his mood.
His lover, Prince Abraxas of the Western kingdom, had been married. Although they had thought they would continue their affair because neither of them cared much about whether they were unfaithful to their intendeds, Abraxas had roughly cut off contact, denouncing their relationship before promising they would never speak again.
Thomas had no idea the reason behind it as Abraxas was as invested in them as Thomas was, or at least that was what Thomas had thought, and no answer was forthcoming from the closed-mouth blond.
He didn't look up when someone walked in.
A throat cleared and then a familiar female voice said, "Come on, Tom. Stop acting so pathetic."
He sighed. Only one parson dared to be so informal with him. He lifted his head and stared into the smirking face of his very annoying adviser. "Go away, Minerva."
"Did you know that sulking is very unbecoming of a prince?"
"Did you know that being annoying is a way to get kicked out of the kingdom?" he returned dispassionately. He didn't think that would quiet her, but it was worth a try.
"You won't do that. I'm you're only friend."
Thomas opened his mouth to say she wasn't his only friend, but he quickly shut it. It was true. Minerva might be his adviser, but she was also his friend. She was the one who was always honest with him, even if it was painfully honest. She didn't tell him what he wanted to hear even though he was the prince, and he appreciated that, grateful for her brutal honesty because he always knew where he stood with her.
He stood up. "Can I help you with something?"
She crossed her arms. Her thin lips mirror his nearly clone-like. "You need to stop sulking."
"I am not sulking," he retorted.
"So, Prince Abraxas stopped talking to you. I'm not sure of the reason, but it isn't the end of the world."
Thomas felt like he swallowed his tongue. "It's not about Abraxas."
She arched an eyebrow. "Do you think I'm stupid? It doesn't take a genius to figure out what has you so angry at the world. Prince Abraxas was here all of the time, and now he's not. Hence, the sadness and anger."
Thomas sighed. He should know better than to think he could keep anything from Minerva. "So, what do I do?"
"You move on with your life, focus on bringing your kingdom to prosperity. And maybe you could think about finding your own princess and getting married. Many would feel honored to become your princess."
He nodded. She was right. He couldn't waste time on thoughts about Abraxas. His followers needed him to be focused on the kingdom and what was best for it. "Thank you," he muttered.
Minerva nodded. "Anytime, my friend."
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompts: #519 – Clone
Warnings: None
Pairings: Tom, Minerva
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 539
Summary: Royalty!AU. Minerva puts a stop to Prince Thomas's sulking.
Prince Thomas Riddle stared into the hourglass, watching as the sand fell. When the last grain feel, he flipped it, and the whole process began again.
He knew he wasn't much fun to be around right at this time, and others were drawing their own conclusions about what had been wrong with his mood, but he didn't think any person would be able to guess the actual reason for his mood.
His lover, Prince Abraxas of the Western kingdom, had been married. Although they had thought they would continue their affair because neither of them cared much about whether they were unfaithful to their intendeds, Abraxas had roughly cut off contact, denouncing their relationship before promising they would never speak again.
Thomas had no idea the reason behind it as Abraxas was as invested in them as Thomas was, or at least that was what Thomas had thought, and no answer was forthcoming from the closed-mouth blond.
He didn't look up when someone walked in.
A throat cleared and then a familiar female voice said, "Come on, Tom. Stop acting so pathetic."
He sighed. Only one parson dared to be so informal with him. He lifted his head and stared into the smirking face of his very annoying adviser. "Go away, Minerva."
"Did you know that sulking is very unbecoming of a prince?"
"Did you know that being annoying is a way to get kicked out of the kingdom?" he returned dispassionately. He didn't think that would quiet her, but it was worth a try.
"You won't do that. I'm you're only friend."
Thomas opened his mouth to say she wasn't his only friend, but he quickly shut it. It was true. Minerva might be his adviser, but she was also his friend. She was the one who was always honest with him, even if it was painfully honest. She didn't tell him what he wanted to hear even though he was the prince, and he appreciated that, grateful for her brutal honesty because he always knew where he stood with her.
He stood up. "Can I help you with something?"
She crossed her arms. Her thin lips mirror his nearly clone-like. "You need to stop sulking."
"I am not sulking," he retorted.
"So, Prince Abraxas stopped talking to you. I'm not sure of the reason, but it isn't the end of the world."
Thomas felt like he swallowed his tongue. "It's not about Abraxas."
She arched an eyebrow. "Do you think I'm stupid? It doesn't take a genius to figure out what has you so angry at the world. Prince Abraxas was here all of the time, and now he's not. Hence, the sadness and anger."
Thomas sighed. He should know better than to think he could keep anything from Minerva. "So, what do I do?"
"You move on with your life, focus on bringing your kingdom to prosperity. And maybe you could think about finding your own princess and getting married. Many would feel honored to become your princess."
He nodded. She was right. He couldn't waste time on thoughts about Abraxas. His followers needed him to be focused on the kingdom and what was best for it. "Thank you," he muttered.
Minerva nodded. "Anytime, my friend."
