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Lord Voldemort was a God.

Tom gazed down intensely at the teen sitting in front of him. His bright emerald green eyes gazed back at in admiration and loyalty. The teen wore tight fitting black jeans and a long sleeved black shirt and black converse. There seemed to be light mascara around his eyes, making his green eyes stand out even more.

Over all, he seemed to be someone he would never be caught dead associating with. He looked like someone in a rock band or someone that had just come from a funeral.

His eyes narrowed dangerously.

However, this boy was The Master of Death.

The second killer that the police were after and was rumored to be Lord Voldemort's accomplice.

"I've wanted to meet you so bad." Harry said reverently. "I couldn't wait any longer, so I just had to introduce myself. And with that nasty ad on the Telly, I didn't want you to think that I would ever ever betray you!"

"How did you find me?" Tom questioned, a deadly command laced in his words.

Harry gasped. "You didn't make the Shinigami Eye deal, did you?"

Tom lifts an eyebrow in impatience, wanting the teen to hurry up with his explanation.

"Any person with the Shinigami Eyes can see most people's names and lifespan. However, you can't see lifespan of any person who possess a Death Note."

Tom's eyes widened a fraction, before turning to his Shinigami Salazar Slytherin.

"Oh. Seems I forgot to mention that little detail." The shinigami said nonchalantly, gazing disinterestedly at his sharp nails.

Tom scowled. Of course, Salazar would with hold information unless directly asked. Sometimes his shinigami was a pain. He would thoroughly interrogate any and all information that Salazar may have "forgotten" to tell him later.

Tom then turned back to the teen sitting in front of him.

"So you found me," Tom sneered. "But you were careless. What if Scotland Yard caught you! Then they would know everything about Lord Voldemort!"

"Don't worry. They didn't catch me and if I do what you say from now on, then I won't be." Harry said.

Green eyes widened and filled with anticipation. "You want to know the names for the members of The Order of the Phoenix, right? I can be your eyes!"

"Yes, I do. But with your little stunt with the tapes, The Order has continued to stay behind the scenes while helping the police. And they'll likely find you're fingerprints all over those tapes you sent." Tom growled.

Harry shook his head. "I have this friend whose older twin brothers are real pranksters. I suggested we do something as a prank to get back at the twins. So I had him handle all the tapes and everything. Then I took the tapes and made a few edits and changed the voice over and mailed them off. I was careful not leave anything behind."

"Where is this friend now?"

"Why are you being so suspicious of me! If you want me to kill him, I will!" Harry cried.

Tom narrowed his eyes. It was true that it would be a great asset to weaponize those shinigami eyes, but was it really worth the risk to deal with this unknown variable?

"What does Lord Voldemort mean to you?" Tom questioned. Depending on the teen's answer, he would think about his next moves.

Greens turned pained and Harry softly said, "Almost two years ago, my parents were murdered right in front of me. My father was a cop and was undercover to try and bust a huge human trafficking ring at the time. However, one of his best friends betrayed my parents to the big boss and they found us."

Harry told himself not to cry. He was strong. This was for Lord Voldemort, the man - God - he was willing to do anything for.

"They raped me repeatedly," Harry choked. "As they tortured my parents to watch before killing them."

The room was silent, except for the few dry sobs that Harry tried to stifle.

"The trial was dragging on and on. These men had a lot of money and were beginning to bribe those in the justice system that they were innocent. Public opinions were popping up that these men were innocent." Harry gazed up into Tom's dark eyes reverently. "Then Lord Voldemort killed them. He gave me justice for the crimes they committed. That day I swore that I would do anything to support Lord Voldemort in his quest. So please…"

"So…what?" Tom prompted.

Harry blushed. "S-so please make me your lover!"

If Tom was a lesser man, he would have gaped.

Lifting an eyebrow in disbelief, Tom said, "Exscuse me?"

Harry fidgeted a little in his seat. "I want to be your Lover. We don't have to go public or anything, but I want yo be together with you."

Tom thought seriously upon this. Sure the teen was very good looking and they would've made a very handsome couple. Unfortunately, Tom didn't think he could love anyone, let alone the teen in front of him. And if he found out that Tom was manipulating him, he would likely kill him using his own Death Note.

"And to prove my loyalty, I'll even let you hold my Death Note, but I still be the rightful owner, right Hedwig?"

The pale white and owl looking shinigami nodded. "Of course, Harry."

"You could've easily ripped out a few pages from your Death Note and hidden them somewhere." Tom argued.

"Why can't you just believe me!" Harry pleaded, green eyes glassy. "I don't care if you just use me! I just want to help you! Please!"

Tom wanted to scoff. He wasn't naïve like this boy, taking things at face value was foolish.

However, it would be so easy to manipulate the boy and he had said that he was willing to his weapon.

Tom sighed softly, before commanding, "We won't be seen together in public and you have to do every single thing I say, understand?"

Harry nodded his head eagerly. "Of course! But please make some time to spend with me!"

Tom inclined his head. "I will set some time away from my schedule to see you."

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Harry said. Digging into his pockets, Harry pulled out a black phone, one of the newest models. "I got this extra phone for you, so we can talk! I figured you wanted to be discreet."

Tom carefully took the phone, inwardly impressed with the teen's plan.

"Thank you."

Harry beamed in pride, then stood from his seat, intending to leave since it was getting so late. He was caught unprepared for what would happen next.

Grabbing the teen by the waist, Tom kissed him.

The kiss wasn't long but Tom inwardly admitted that it was nice. It was a little something to keep Harry's loyalty.

Harry gazed up into Tom's dark eyes in a daze, a large blush upon his cheeks.

"I can't promise that I'll love you, but together we can make the world as we want it."

Harry smiled softly, laid his head under Tom's chin and hugged the older teen back.

"I'll do my best to try and make you love me." Harry said softly.

Unbeknownst to Harry, a triumphant smirk adorned Tom's handsome face.

Lord Voldemort and The Master of Death were going to change the world.

They were the world's new Gods.

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