Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

(AN: this takes place after OotP and is not compliant with the last two books, rewritten on 6/19/16, Please note names are misspelled mainly due to how the characters dislike the person. Other mistakes are due to my being dislexic. Originally 2272 words now 3810 words.)

/parseltongue/

Contract/Letters/written word or documents

Chapter 1:

Harry Potter sat up in his 'room' in his aunt and uncle's house. "Boy, get out here and make breakfast. Vernon has to leave for work in an hour." Aunt Petunia stated to her nephew.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia." Harry responded with a sigh. He quickly dressed and walked down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for his relatives. He looked into the fridge and noticed that they were almost out of food. "Aunt Petunia, we will need to go grocery shopping today." He informed his aunt, who nodded. Pulling out the egg carton he noticed there wasn't enough for everyone to have eggs, sausage, and toast. He sighed and found the ingredients for pancakes instead. By the time Dudley, Petunia, and Vernon were ready to eat he had finished cooking and served the meal to them. Vernon looked down at his plate in dismay.

"Boy, why are there pancakes on my plate instead of the usual?" He demanded.

"I am sorry, Uncle Vernon, there wasn't enough eggs for the usual so I made pancakes. I have to go shopping today so we have something for dinner." He stated to his uncle.

"How many meals have you had this past week?" Vernon demanded suspiciously of his nephew.

"One, just like last week and the week before that." Harry answered honestly. Soon after his statement there was an owl flying into the room from the fireplace. Harry reached out his hand and reached into his pocket for an owl treat, the eagle owl dropped its letter, took the treat, and settled down on the mantle; obviously waiting for a return message. Harry opened the letter, almost dropping it in shock, and letting out a low 'oh fuck my life!' when he read its contents.

Dear Mr. Harrison James Potter,

Please note that if this owl has found you, you are no longer safe from The Dark Lord finding you. We wish to inform you that if you are wanting the war to end without the complete annihilation of you and your friends you will have to meet up with the Dark Lord to discuss his terms for the treaty. You have exactly 1 hour from the time your reply is sent, to owl the Headmaster of Hogwarts, the Minister of Magic, and anyone else you wish to be present during our Treaty talks. Failure to reply will result in our presence at your location and the death of anyone, be they Muggle or Magical, within 3 blocks of you.

Sincerely,

Lucius Malfoy; Lord of the House of Malfoy,

Servant to Lord Voldemort

Upon his fifth rereading of the letter, Harry instinctually reached for his wand, having forgotten it was locked away with his school things. He growled when he realized it wasn't on him, and asked for the key to the cupboard. When his Uncle demanded to know why he needed his 'freakish things' the teen showed the letter to the fat muggle, and explained he needed some of his parchment, quills, and ink. Vernon huffed but pulled the key out and opened the Cupboard for the boy. Harry pulled out the supplies and his wand, he then quickly wrote 3 letters; senting 2 of them with Hedwig, one for Dumbledore and the other for his friends and godfather, and the third on was the reply, sent off with Mr. Malfoy's owl.

Harry then turned to his relatives to explain, "Aunt Petunia, it seems that we will be hosting a war council meeting in less than an hour, I have no say in the location; the Dark side found me and demand it be here. I doubt they will require any of you to remain here, but if you do have to stay, I suggest you don't mention your opinions about my kind, they won't hesitate and you probably won't live long if they take offense to your words. We have less than 20 minutes to make everything presentable before they start to arrive." He informed his Muggle family. "For your own sakes, please remember the ones we are meeting wouldn't hesitate to slaughter anyone when provoked." Vernon's face went white, then red, then blue, then purple while Petunia and Harry rushed to prepare the downstairs for several guests, and just as everything was finished and Vernon's face returned to a natural color, there was a soft popping sound then a sharp knock on the door.

Petunia slipped into the hostess roll, and opened the door with a fake smile to greet their first unwanted guest. She gasped in shock, dropping her smile and shooting a glare at the visitor, exclaiming with an angry snarl, "Severus Snape?!" Harry jerked hearing his Aunt addressing his Potion's Professor and moved towards the door as the dark man responded in a silky yet gruff voice.

"Hello Petunia, I haven't seen you in nearly 18 years." Professor Snape responded snarkly, sneer in his voice. Harry reached the door, sighed softly before addressing the Wizard politely.

"Professor Snape, welcome to my summer home." Harry greeted the Potion's Master softly, pulling the door wider for the black-robed man to enter the house. "Come in, please, Sir." He offered verbally when he noticed his Aunt wasn't going to let the older Wizard inside.

"Mr. Potter, the Headmaster will be here in a moment, as will the Minister of Magic, Mr. Weasely, Ms. Granger, and Padfoot." He looked at Harry for a moment, eyes filled with distaste at the teen's attire, before he continued, "They will all arrive through the Floo network, I was sent to ensure that it's open on this end." He explained as he drew his wand and silently cast a few spells opening the fireplace and connecting it to the Floo network. Harry winced when he heard his Cousin whimper at the sight of the wand, his aunt gasping indignatly at the lack of manners towards her and her family, and his Uncle muttering about the 'audacity of freaks with no respect for normal fokes.' Snape raised an eyebrow at the teen's reaction to his muggle family, narrowing his eyes when he noticed Harry had a bruise on his upper arm in the shape of a large hand. "Potter, I suggest you change into robes, your current attire will not be well recieved by the Dark Lord or Lord Malfoy." The Potion's Master stated blandly, hiding his concern towards the welfare of the Boy-Who-Lived.

Harry nodded, walked to the Cupboard-withdrawing proper wizarding clothing, before turning towards Snape with a question. "When, and how will the Dark Side be arriving here?"

"They shall be here shortly and planed to Floo here as well." Harry nodded, changing his shirt and pulled on the rest of his robes, before exchanging uneasy glances with the Dursleys.

"Any thoughts on their attendence for our Treaty talk?" Harry asked his teacher, pointing at his Muggle family.

"Take that up with the Dark Lord." Snape motioned towards the fireplace once more with his wand, lighting a fire within it with magic, Harry, the Dursleys, and Snape all took seats waiting for everyone to begin showing up. After a few minutes the flames turned green, gaining sounds of shock and fear from the Muggles, and a tall blonde man in fancy wizard clothes stepped out of the fire.

"Lord Malfoy, Welcome." Harry greeted the pureblood, standing and shaking hands with the rich man. "This is my Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and cousin Dudley." He introduced his 'family' to the wizard. He then stated evenly, "They are Muggles." Lucius gave them a sharp nod, haughtily dismissing them from his mind, and stepped over to Severus to sit down with his old friend. A few seconds later the Floo was activated a second time and Ron Weasley stepped out moving swiftly over to Harry, ignoring the abusive family, and nodded to the other wizards. Next was Mr. Fudge, the Minister of Magic, who after introduced to the Muggles, moved away, standing off to the side well away from everyone else. Hermione Granger followed the Minister softly greeting everyone before sitting with her fellow Gryffindors, Voldemort arrived next; both his followers dropped to their knees before the Dark Lord, words of welcome spilling from their lips to their Master.

"Ssseverusss, Luciusss, calm yourssselvesss." The Dark Wizard ordered, his words holding a hiss; effectively drawing out the S in every word he spoke. "Harry Potter," He greeted his 'enemy' with a small nod, before turning his gaize upon the other two of the famous 'Golden Trio,' "Who are you?" He inquired, instantly on guard, just incase the two unknown Magicals ment him harm. Harry was the one to answer the dangerous man's question.

"May I present my best friends: Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger." The teen spoke clearly, his tone polite but also had a 'don't fuck with my friends' warning in it. "Ron, Mione, this is-" Harry began to introduction but stopped and turned to the Dark Lord. /How do you want me to introduce you?/ He asked in Parsel, not wishing to alert the others of his question or the answer. /I know your real name is Tom./ He added when Voldemort looked at him in shock.

/I am Lord Voldemort./ The response was expected, along with the glare for saying the true name of the Dark Lord.

"Lord Voldemort. Oh, and I won't be calling you Lord when I address you- nor will I use any titles towards you, considering you gave yourself the title and it isn't of your bloodline." Harry finished his introduction before addressing the leader of the Dark fearlessly. "Also, these are my 'wonderful' and 'caring' family, Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley." He motioned towards the Muggles in turn. "Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, Dudley, this is the Dark Wizard that killed my parents." Harry stated bluntly to the Muggles.

"You are the reason we were forced to put up with that Freak?!" Petunia shouted, standing up and advancing upon the Dark Lord angrily. "My sister was killed by a freaky looking Human/Snake hybrid?" She added, torn between her anger at having to raise Harry, and her happiness towards the one to erase the 'freak' from her family. Harry's eyes narrowed, the teen wizard standing up, moving between his Aunt and the known Murderer, fingers brushing his wand in warning. Vernon shot to his feet, unsure if he would need to protect his wife, and Dudley flinched at the thought of lossing his mother. Just as Voldemort opened his mouth to respond to the Muggle's words, the Floo flared brightly, green fire flashing, and Albus Dumbledore emerged from the fireplace, at his side was a huge dog. Harry grinned happily and shot across the room and over to the dog, enveloping it in a tight hug.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Welcome." Harry spoke into the dog's fur, not wanting to let go of his Godfather. "Thank you for bringing Padfoot." He added, pulling back from the dog's neck and laughing when Padfoot licked his face.

"Ssshall we get ssstarted, now that everyone isss here?" Voldemort asked with a slight hiss to his voice.

"Sure, what did you want to discuss, Tom?" Dumbledore asked the Dark Lord ignoring the glare for saying the name.

"Firssst, why are they here?" He demanded looking at Harry's relatives.

"This is the only family I have left." Harry answered sharply.

"Mugglessss? Why wasss he put with Mugglesss?"

"My dad was an only child, his parents are dead as well as are My mother's parents so I was given to her sister." Harry answered honestly. "They will happily leave ifyou don't want them here, quiet quickly too." He informed his enemy, fighting the snort when the Dursley's nodded emphatically.

"Then let them leave." Voldemort decided. "I will not wasssste my time explaining myssself to Mugglesss." Vernon rose and grabbed his briefcase and car keys, rushing out and heading to work. He was followed out by Dudley and Petunia, who only stopped briefly to toss some money from her purse at Harry swiftly exiting the house. "Don't forget the groceries." She snapped as she slammed the door closed behind her, muttering loudly. "Freaks in my normal home, oh the shame!"

"Can we start, please, I still have chores on top of having to go grocery shopping." Harry stated, sitting back down quickly. All the adult wizards in the room looked at him in shock at the information that Harry actually had chores, and he was expected to daily do handle them. "It will take most of my day to do everything, not to mention I have to cook dinner, and if I fail to complete everything I get in trouble." He added absentmindedly.

"Very well then. We ssshall ssstart." Voldemort answered with a hiss. He reached into a robe pocket, withdrawing a piece of parchment, duplicated it for everyone to have a copy, and passing it around.

Contract:
I, Lord Voldemort, promise to end the war in the magical world, stop attempting to kill Harrison James Potter, and his friends, and swear to provide for the health, care and life of Harrison James Potter, provided that the following requirements are agreed upon and followed.

1. None of my followers (Death Eaters) are harmed, imprisoned in Azkaban without consulting me, and all of my people currently being held within Azkaban are released immediately.

2. Albus Dumbledore is to retire from the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

3. Mr. Harrison James Potter consents to wed and engage in bi-weekly sexual intercourse with me.

4. Mr. Harrison James Potter is to follow the roles of marriage, as the submissive partner.

5. All charges due to acts prior to the signing of this contract are not allowed to be persuded and no legal action can be brought on said illegal activities for myself or my followers, without my written expressed concent of legal action.

I, Harry James Potter, consent to abide by the conditions stated above, on the condition of the following stipulations.

1. Peter Pettigrew confesses to his betrayal and deaths of my family, therefore ensuring the truth of the illegal imprisonment of my Godfather, Sirius Black, and Sirius Black gains his freedom, the order of 'Kiss on sight' removed, and proper compensation is given for the injustice done to him, considering the lack of a trial, conviction, or any legal procedure at the time of his original arrest on November 4, 1981.

2. The Muggle world is left alone by the Wizarding world, the only contact given is due to Muggleborns, and proper traditions are observed by all Magicals.

3. Muggleborns are allowed to study magic, and the welfare of anyone raised in the Muggle World is checked upon regularly, to ensure no Magical child is abused because of accidental magic.

4. All Magical Creature laws be reviewed and rights be returned to all cabable and showing inteligence.

5. I am allowed the freedom to visit anyone/where I desire as long as I ensure that my husband is informed and I return prior to midnight, unless otherwise agreed upon with my husband.

6. No harm is inflicked, or attempted towards/upon my person in any manner by anyone, including my husband and his followers.

7. I am allowed to complete my education at Hogwarts, and am allowed to take up any responsabilities passed down from my parents, and bloodlines.

After several hours of arguements, the conditions were approved by all, and the Contract was signed by Harry, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Fudge, with Snape, Malfoy, Ron, and Hermione as witnesses. Harry stretched with a sigh, because when all was said and done he still had to marry Voldemort. It was agreed upon that Professor McGonagall would replace Dumbledore and Voldemort would take over as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. Voldemort would also return to using his birth name. Just when the meeting was finished; the Minister of Magic left, to go do the paperwork for the release of all of the Death Eaters in Azkaban, along with the necissary paperwork for Sirius Black's pardon/conpensation; the Dursley's all arrived back to find that the house hadn't been cleaned. Thinking that only two wizards, aside from Harry, remained at the house, Vernon stopped restraining himself and laid into his unwanted freak of a nephew.

"BOY! This house isn't clean, the dishes aren't done, the laundry hasn't been touched, the vacuum hasn't been used and you are still sitting there." Vernon shouted, before he grabbed Harry by the back of his neck and slammed him into a wall. He then turned Harry to face him, and began hitting, slapping, and kicking the teen, beating the wizard, ignoring that blood was starting to coat everything around them. Lucius and Tom (Voldemort) were staring, in shock at how the 'boy-who-lived' was getting bruteally beaten, noting that blood was running down his face, arms, and ending in a rapidly growing pool of blood at the teen's feet.

After a few minutes of beating Harry bloody, Vernon grabbed the Potter boy's shirt, and robes, ripping them off with ease, and was fumbling with Harry's pants, when Lucius and Voldemort both snapped out of their shocked daze and pointed their wands at Vernon, both tips glowing red.

"Releassse him Muggle, or I will end you, but only after making you feel the pain of what you have inflicted upon thisss young wizard." Voldemort demanded, as he removed his own cloak and tossed it to Harry; who put it on quickly.

"I will do as I please in my own home, and besides that I know that wizards aren't allowed to do magic in the presence of anyone normal." Vernon snapped at the wizard, his tone practically crowing his 'so there' attitude to the Dark Wizards.

"Do you have any idea to whom you are speaking?" Lucius demanded of the fat man. "You are speaking to the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort. The most powerful Dark Lord in history." He informed Vernon with a deadly grin-like-sneer.

"Why does that name sound so familiar?" Petunia asked herself out loud trying to remember what Lily had told her about the wizard.

"Probably because he is the one who killed my parents." Harry wheezed. "He is the one that caused me to require your guardianship, but that wasn't all his doing, Dumbledore decided to put me here, for his Greater Good. Now, after this month, you need not worry about me ever returning here," Harry stood a little taller. "because he is the one I will be living with from now on."

"He is the one who killed my sister?" Petunia stated in awe. "I suppose I should be thanking you for getting that freak out of my family."

"Freak?" Lucius asked with his eyebrows raised, his eyes blazing with barely conceled anger at the implications.

"Aunt Petunia, I am not telling you this to be rude, but SHUT UP! They are the ones that wouldn't hesitate to kill you." Harry snapped at his aunt, the only response he recieved was Vernon slamming one of his fists into Harry's stomach.

/Nagini, show yourself/ Voldemort demanded in parseltongue, there was an answering hiss from a previously unnoticed, large dark green and black snake that raised her head; hissing threateningly at the humans annoying her master. Petunia shrieked at the sight of the poisonous snake in her living room, while Dudley jumped on top of the table and Vernon froze in place, eyes wide in fear, staring at the snake wrapped around the Wizard threatening him.

/What would you like me to do, Master?/Nagini asked her bonded wizard, staring at the fat, walrus-like human.

"Harry-" Tom began, wishing for his betrothed's thoughts, only for said boy to interrupt him.

/I don't want him dead. Scaring him is alright just don't kill them./ Harry pleaded in parseltongue, causing Nagini snapped her head around quickly to look at Harry in amazement.

/You can understand me, Speaker?/ She demanded of the young wizard.

Harry nodded at the snake. /Quite well, thank you./ He looked at Voldemort, /Tom, please don't kill them./ Voldemort nodded to the pleading teen, with a sigh of acceptance.

"My Lord?" Lucius spoke up to Voldemort. "I don't like the idea of leaving him with these Muggles, surely if they are willing to do that to him in front of us, then what will they do to him once we depart?"

"This requires some thinking." Voldemort responded, pacincg back and forth before the fireplace.

/Master, would it help if I were to stay? The boy seems to understand me and I can inflict damage without killing them if necessary./ Nagini offered. /At least that way you would know that the boy is safe./ Voldemort nodded.

/That is a good idea, Nagini./ He answered his familiar quietly. Suddenly, a whine from the corner of the room drew the attention of all the Magicals, they then noticed the dog, who had arrived with Dumbledore, had not left with the Headmaster, other teens, or Snape when they had left the meeting. Harry turned to the dog with a smile, before he walked over to it and pulled out his wand placing it on the floor in front of the dog. It placed its nose to the end of the wand and suddenly, he stood up, his form changing into an easily recongnized man. Harry retrieved his wand from the floor, and embraced the man enthusiastically. "Sirius! How are you doing, my Godfather?"

All the Dursleys' went pale with fear at the name. "Harry, will you be alright?" Sirius asked, his words showing his worry, while his tone screamed death/torture for hurting his godson.

"I've had much worse." Harry stated, shrugging his shoulders and wincing at the sharp pain that echoed from one of the wounds, upon hearing those words Nagini struck Vernon's left shoulder with a dry bite. (poisonless bites are still quite painful)

/How dare you harm my Master's precious!/She hissed at him. /Never again will you hurt my Master's precious!/ She swore viciously, her head swaying like a cobra, ready to bite again if need be.