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Harry Potter had been in Voldemort's dungeons for a week. While Voldemort had avoided seeing the boy, he felt his presences as if Harry was standing right next to him. And though he had charged Bellatrix with torturing Harry, there were no sounds of torture, only a crazed laughter from the woman. He knew Harry was not dead for if he was Voldemort would die as well.
Voldemort already felt the effects of being away from his…mate. He shuddered at the thought, but not in disgust. Voldemort had to admit that Harry was beautiful, insane yes, but beautiful. Long, thin and graceful limbs, pale skin, large flashing eyes. Harry Potter was a specimen of beauty. And with his incubus wings and tail, he was exotic.
Voldemort was thrown out of his musings by a sharp knock that could only come from Bellatrix.
"Come in" he called, hoping to get to the bottom of the absence of torture sounds.
"My lord."
"What do you need Bellatrix?"
"My lord, I have discovered that I…have a child." Bellatrix said, a wicked smile on her face.
"A child" Voldemort was not able to hide his surprise.
"Yes my lord, a child" Bellatrix let out a wicked laugh. "You remember sixteen years ago when Rodolphus and I had a son." Bellatrix said slowly, the old pain obvious even with her mental state and the gleam of joy.
"Yes. I do." Voldemort replied, the boy, the young incubus, had been meant to be his mate, not Potter. "Our young Corvus Rodolphus Lestrange, stolen and murdered by the light" Voldemort snarled, Corvus, young Corvus with the black hair of his mother and the violet eyes that came of being an incubus (Rodolphus and Rabastan wore contacts to hide their eye color). Young, innocent, dark Corvus, who even at a few months old was drawn to the Dark Lord and vice versa, they were mates, destined for each other.
Bellatrix gave a wicked smile, and suddenly…Voldemort understood. If Corvus was his mate, and was an incubus, and Harry Potter was an incubus and had claimed him as his mate…Harry Potter was Corvus!
"What…how!?" Voldemort was unable to hide his surprise and his joy. "My mate, my real mate!"
"Yes my lord, you remember that Incubus children can only feed from their parents and their mate after claiming, otherwise it causes intense pain." Voldemort nodded, blowing his hair (and oh how happy he was to have his hair and his nose back, for he wanted to be perfect for his mate). "Rodolphus had come with me to torture the boy and when he attempted to feed him, he felt no pain, and…"
"Father, father, you taste delicious, mother, mother, you taste divine. But still I find, my mate is the greatest delicacy I have ever tasted. He who taste of blood and honey, with eyes of blood and blood of honey." Bellatrix was cut by a smooth voice that sent shivers down Voldemort's spin. Voldemort quickly turned to the voice.
"Corvus" he breather. His mate was back to his true self. He was tall, still a head and a half shorter than Voldemort but no longer small for his age. His black hair was now smoother looking, lying flat and soft. His eyes were now a beautiful, vibrant violet. His wings had grown in size and his tail wrapped around his leg. His entire visage made Voldemort take a ragged breath, if he had thought that Harry Potter was beautiful, Corvus Lestrange was breathtaking.
(*Harry Potter will now be referred to as Corvus Lestrange)
"My mate." Corvus smiled, a gentle, happy smile while Bellatrix cooed before drifting by, kissing her son on the cheek and leaving.
"This raven has returned, to mother insane, and father mental. This raven has returned, more and less than the way he left, but this raven has returned, for you my mate, my only. Raven, Raven, black wings a swirling, raven, raven where have your thoughts escaped." Corvus spoke his riddle of insanity.
"My raven has returned, more or less than the way he left, it does not matter, for my raven is mine, my mate, my only" Voldemort returned.
Corvus smirked and sauntered his way over to Voldemort.
"You my red eyed devil, with bloodstained hands and soul of dark, are mine. And this raven, with a mind so riddled and a soul so tainted, is yours." Harry spoke before pulling Voldemort into a breathtaking kiss. This was not only a kiss to affirm their bond but also a feeding kiss.
There is meant to be a sexual scene here. It is written but I decided not to put it in. If you want to read it message me.
Voldemort watched amazed as the insanity faded from his lovers eyes, leaving him sane and whole once again. Corvus gazed up at his mate and spoke the first sane words since he had appeared at Riddle Manor.
"My Voldemort. I have finally returned to you. Please promise I will never have to leave again."
"Never my mate, never again shall I lose my raven." Voldemort replied.
And he kept his promise, even after the light was defeated. When Voldemort ruled over the magical world, he created horcurxs for Corvus so that they would never have to leave each other again. And so they lived…well not always happy but at least ever after, together.
I may or may not continue this story. For now it will be marked as completed unless I decide to add more chapters to it. If you would like it to be complete please tell me, so I can get some encouragement to continue.