Waves Become Wings

A/N: This piece has a bit of a painful history to it. I began it in the spring of 2004, barely a week before my best friend and writing partner killed herself. For months after, I couldn't look at it without thinking about the last time Kath and I had dinner together, and how her eyes had teared up while reading the exchange between Harry and Tom in the common room. At the time, I had no idea why that one scene moved her so; now I do. I finally finished it in late October of that year, and posted it to my old fandom journal on Dia de los Muertos with the following dedication: In loving memory of Katherine Lawrence, who completely missed the point.

Sherant did a gorgeous piece of fan art for this story, which you can find here.

Tom/Harry if you squint; gen fic if you don't.

Whopping big thanks to aithine for all her support and encouragement as I struggled to finish the piece.


( Devil's Advocate )