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Harry Potter and all other characters belong to JK Rowling.
The morning after
When Harry woke up, he felt a strange tingling down his spine and his whole body was sore. His head was pounding, his throat drier than the desert and the light was entirely too bright. Who the hell had thought, that party was a good idea again? Ah yes. Malfoy. Well, that cleared up things quite a bit. He remembered now having agreed to come by when the blonde had asked him a few days ago.
A soft snort coming from his back, yanked Harry out of his thoughts. Oh god, had he really… Apparently yes. Oh bugger! That had definitely not been his aim when he had decided to attend the party. The punch had to have been spiked. And even though he had suspected as much he'd had more than his fill. But getting buggered hadn't been his intention. Far from it.
Carefully so as not to disturb the other, Harry turned around to face the person he'd just had sex with. Brilliant sex, when his state of soreness said anything to that. Silky black hair, an aristocratic face and a very well-toned torso greeted him. Wait, was that… no, that couldn't be. But it was. Tom fucking Riddle. Also known as Lord Voldemort. Also known as the prick who had killed his parents and tried to do his best in making his life a living hell. The reason his godfather was dead and the land in a state of war. How the hell did that happen? Or better – why was he still living?
"Having problems with thinking so early in the morning?" The man hadn't even opened his eyes as he asked Harry sarcastically. His voice barely more than a smooth whisper that sent shivers down Harry's spine.
"Huh?"
"Eloquent as always Potter. Now shut up and get back to sleep. It's far too early to even contemplate getting up."
And he was right. Of course he was right, he was the bloody Dark Lord, for god's sake. As soon as Harry lay back down, an arm sneaked around his waist and pulled him firmly against a muscular chest. Sleep. And sleep he did in the strong hold of the Dark Lord's arms. The how, when and why it came to this situation could wait for a few more hours.
A/N:
So... there are probably already a lot of these out there but I just had to write something - even if it wasn't that creative.
For now this will stay a one-shot but maybe I will add something more at a later time.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed reading it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated as are all other kinds of reviews.
Hopefully there aren't too many mistakes - English still isn't my mother tongue as much as I would like it.