by BlueEyes White Dragon Sorcerer
Disclaimer: Would I be posting here if I owned the Harry Potter universe? NO!
Read: Tidbits of things... If you write out a plotbunny from here, please at least notify me.
Beware! Thar be abandoned rabid plotbunnies ahead. Argh!
1st Set:
"Harry! Get back here this instant!" Guilty, green eyes blink up into annoyed red. Voldemort taps his foot impatiently as the four year old slowly makes his way back to the tall man.
"What did I tell you about pranking Bellatrix?" The little dark-haired boy gulps before replying.
"Not to?" Voldemort raises an eyebrow.
"And what did you do?" Shuffling around a bit, Harry replies reluctantly.
"Pranked her." The older watches the child shift from guilty to incensed. "But she deserved it! She was being nasty while thinking about what is mine." Curious, Voldemort kneels to be at the same height as his charge.
"What do you mean by that?" Swallowing the bile rising in his throat, Harry shudders.
"She was... touching herself and moaning your name." Voldemort sighs before pulling Harry into a hug.
"So I'm yours, am I?" Wrapping his arms around the taller man, he burries his face in the warm robes in front of him.
"Of course you are. You're not my father, brother, uncle, cousin, or anything like that, though you are a friend." Pulling back to meet the other's gaze, Harry looks into warm crimson eyes. "What are you to me? What am I to you?" These questions make the Dark Lord smile.
"Anything you want, but you are right. I am yours, just as you are mine." With that he places a kiss on Harry's forehead. "I'll make the Lestranges move back - "
"Can't Rabastan stay?" Hopeful green eyes shimmer and Voldemort has to resist kissing his little charge again.
"He may." Amused red eyes glitter as Harry beams up at him.
"And Nagini's my mom, right?" The Dark Lord chuckles.
"Of course - " Cutting in, Harry bounces a little bit in happiness.
"Yay! No more Bellatrix!" Standing and still holding his charge to him, Voldemort returns to his study with his little one squeeing happily.
#Next#
Harry slowly let his pants drop, watching closely as Tom's red eyes remained hungrily upon what his boxers hid. Stepping out of his pants left him rather unbalanced and that is when the Dark Lord decided to strike.
#Next#
"I'm not golden in any way, shape, or form," Harry sobbed, burying his face in his hands. "Nothing but tarnished silver, broken and black, unworthy of - " Warm, strong arms wrapped around him and soothing hisses forced him to focus on his ex-archnemesis.
#Next#
"Is it possible?"
"Anything is possible with magic."
#Next#
Tom slowly lapped the beads of sweat from Harry's neck as he thrust, causing Harry to whimper and thrust back wantonly. His mind was a whirl of pleasure and instincts as they rocked the bed so hard every time that it hit the wall it made an echoing bang. Luckily, there were no other creatures in the mansion, or so they thought.
#Next#
"Tom? I didn't know you had a pet snake." The python rose up to stare eye-to-eyes with Harry.
"Oh, Nagi? Yeah, she's been with me for ten or twelve years and is my only family." Harry turned to watch his fellow rookie dig through the closet.
"You're an orphan, too." It wasn't a question.
"Yes- Ah! Found them!" Tom pulls out a small, black T-shirt and dark blue jeans, holding them up for Harry to see.
"Are you sure I should wear that? I mean-" Harry watches nervously as Tom grins widely with a strange glint in his eye.
"It's perfect; you'll look gorgeous in these. Try them on!" He insists, pressing them on Harry, and when Harry doesn't move for a few moments, he's so stunned, Tom starts stripping the shorter cop.
#Next#
"What are you doing out here so late?" Harry doesn't even twitch as Voldemort wraps his arms around him, pulling him back to lean against the firm chest of the Dark Lord.
"Have you ever wondered what would have happened if you had tried to kill me that night?" Voldemort sighs, nibbling on his mate's neck.
"I would have almost died and you would have been left with your muggle relatives." Harry tilted his head, giving the Dark Lord more access which he happily took, sucking noisily on Harry's neck.
"Those disgusting animals take care of me? I think I'd rather be in the care of Bellatrix again."
#Next#
"We're - we're soulmates! But - how - why -"
"Bullshit!"
"This can't be - "
"He's a snake bastard! He killed my parents, Cedric, Sirius!"
"I did not kill your dogfather; Bellatrix did."
"You organized it, so you have to take some of the blame!"
#Next#
Voldie-kitty clings to Harry. "You can't do this! They'll kill me! Harry! I won't try to kill you anymore; just don't hand me over to them!"