If Only the World Had Been a Bit More Different (слэш)

"Tom?" Harry murmured, brows furrowed. "Give me my wand."
Tom hummed, and glanced at Harry through lowered lashes. "I don't think I will, Harry."
Not even ten minutes later, Harry was stabbing the Basilisk fang that had formerly been stuck in his arm through the book that had been his precious friend's container for decades, tears rolling down his cheeks—
Fawkes healed him, they all managed to leave the Chamber of Secrets with no further injuries, Dumbledore took the diary, and Harry—
Harry broke out into a coughing fit once he was in his dorm, alone. It felt like there was something stuck in his throat. He raised a hand to his mouth instinctively.
When he pulled it away, a single white flower petal was now in his palm.
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