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Pairings: Harry/Voldy, Nicky/Lord Mors, Ron/Hermy
A/N: This chapter was getting really, really long (to long for me anyway) so I'm posting it in 2 parts. (7 pages for this part alone!)
Warnings: Mild, mild, mild, mild Violence, Angst
Key: Italics
Chapter 10 (Part 1)
:Riddle Manor, Sitting Room, 7 days to go until the wedding:
Harry stared blankly at the wall, tomorrow he was going to marry Voldemort, the man who killed his parents. What was he thinking? Harry walked through Riddle Manor, for the first time since he cam here, he was alone, Voldemort, Mors and Bella were out at another base getting ready for a raid tonight, Nicky and Tobias had disappeared to god knows where early this morning, which left Harry alone with the House-Elfs. It gave him time to think, properly without some one disrupting him, sitting down on a red three seater sofa in the Sitting Room, he quietly went went over everything that had happened, everything had happened so quickly he had just gone along with it, but now he could have a proper think. Nicky and Tobias was his ancestors, he trusted them completely, they had never done anything to hurt him, snatching him from Hogwarts was a little drastic. Voldemort was so very different from the two Potter's, he was dark, evil and secretive, Harry had not had a chance to get to know Voldemort even though they shared the same bed, Voldemort would spend all day with Lord Mors and then go straight to sleep, which if Harry was completely honest with him self, he didn't mind in the least. Him and Bella had a slightly strained relationship, Bella had after all killed Sirius and for that she could never be forgiven, however she was to fun to be around when they (Harry, Nicky and Bella) were thinking of ways to annoy Lucius Malfoy. Harry was brought out of his quietness when he heard yelling coming from the Lounge, two floors up. Harry stared at the ceiling, he couldn't tell who was doing the shouting as the voices were slightly muffled
"Hey Haz" Tobias smiled sitting down next to Harry "I wish they wouldn't fight like that" the older boy sighed
"Who?" Harry asked "and don't call me Haz"
"Father and Pa, they always just to fight when I was little, I've just gotten used to them not fighting since they've been here" Tobias explained
"I thought they were happy together"
"They can be, but every so often they fight, really, really bad. And I mean fight, not just yelling, they would try to kill each other at times, I remember once Pa left for two years just to get away from Father" Tobias said looking upset
"I'm sorry Tobias I never knew" Harry said upset, after all the talking him and Nicky did, Nicky had never said anything about not being happy with Lord Mors
"It's Ok, nobody really knows. Pa and Father refuse to talk about it" Tobias said shrugging. They lapsed into silence, Tobias thinking about the past and Harry not knowing what to say.
A crash was heard upstairs and Tobias raced upstairs Harry hot on his heals. The scene that greeted them was not a pleasant one. The Lounge was a complete mess. Tables, chairs and sofa's littered the room, Portraits that were once hung neatly one the walls were now lying in various states of damage on the floor, the walls were littered with holes and in the middle of the room, Nicholas Potter was lying face down in a pool of blood, Lord Mors crouched over him. Tobias stumbled out of the room, looking pale and sick, he turned and ran. Harry walked carefully into the room, noting that the windows had all been smashed, obviously they had been doing more than yelling at each other. Harry knelt down at the fireplace, the floo powder had been knocked on the floor, picking up and hand full he threw it into the fire and called his husband-to-be to help sort out this mess.
Voldemort looked round the room in disgust everything was a mess, the main problem however was Nicky, or what looked like Nicky, striding over to the body he gentle laid a hand on Mors' shoulder, Mors looked up with shock and confusion on his face
"What are you doing- doing here?" Mors asked looking around the room
"Harry fired called me, what the hell have you been doing?" Voldemort snapped
"I-It was- I didn't mean to hurt him"Mors said still not making eye contact. Voldemort looked round the room
"Sure doesn't look like it" Voldemort snapped "Harry go and get one of my Medi-Wizards they should be downstairs in the dungeon with Severus" Harry who was still standing never the fireplace nodded and ran off. Voldemort looked down and ran a hand over Nicky's body, he was alive, but only just. Voldemort muttered some basic healing charms, it wasn't perfect but it did the job, the smaller cuts healed up, Nicky was still bleeding but it wasn't as bad. Harry returned from the dungeons in record time bringing with him four Medi-Wizards how quickly went to work on Nicky.
:Riddle Manor, Master bedroom One, East Wing, The next day, 6 days to until the wedding:
Lord Mors paced outside his bedroom doors, Voldemort's Death Eater Medi-wizard had informed him that Nicky needed plenty of rest before he could face him. Truth be told, Mors was worried, he didn't like fighting with Nicky, it pained him to do so, but sometimes their tempers got the better if them both. The last time he had hurt Nicky this badly, Nicky had left. The two years apart had been draining, their bond disliking that one of had left. The number of killings had increased 10 fold the two years Nicky had been away. When Nicky had returned, he was older and wiser and for a while things were strained between them, the children had been weary, scared that Nicky would leave again, but he hadn't, he wasn't given a reason to, but now, now everything had changed the old fear that Nicky would leave weighed heavy on the Dark Lord's heart. He continued to pace, there had no word expect that Nicky needed to rest, the Medi-wizard was still with Nicky, what the hell was wrong with Nicky? how much damage had he done? He him self had been hurt in the fight, Nicky was after all a trained warrior like all Potter's. To them a fight to the death meant just that a fight to the death. Time seemed to slip by and finally the Medi-wizard stepped out of the room, along with Voldemort. Mors had no idea that Voldemort had been in there as well
"How is he?" He asked, desperate to know how is husband was
"Alive" came the cold reply from the Medi-wizard and Lord Mors winced
"That bad?" he didn't want to believe
"Nicholas had severe face and body wounds, anybody else would, should have died" the Medi-wizard informed him
"Oh" Mors face fell, had he really been stupid enough to hurt his husband? "What exactly is wrong with him then?"
"Nicholas's main injury was to his face, half of his skin had peeled away and was hanging over his face, Nicholas's over injury's include a broken ankle and wrist, a torn muscle in his right leg and a four inch cut across the back of his head, thankfully it wasn't deep. He also had a number of cuts on him which contributed to the amount of blood loss at the scene" Mors cursed he hadn't meant to that much damage to Nicky
"Is he awake? Can I see him?" He had to explain, Nicky could not leave again
"He is awake and no you may not, not until Nicky is ready to see you"
"I have to see him! I have to explain! He's my HUSBAND!" Mors bellowed the last word, his anger slowly rising, how dare anyone deny him the right to see his husband? "I want to see him" He said in a deadly hiss. The Medi-wizard looked scared and turned to look at Voldemort who nodded
"You may see him as long as you do not fight with him" the Medi-wizard said. Mors nodded
"I understand"
Nicky was lying in the centre of the bed, with his eyes closed, he looked a lot better now then yesterday. Mors sat down in a chair by the edge of the bed, if Nicky was awake he didn't show it. Mors gently reached out to hold Nicky's hand
"Don't touch me" Nicky's voice came out strong and clear, his eyes remand closed
"I'm sorry, I never meant this to happen, please don't leave me" It was rare for Mors to show any kind of emotion and Nicky was surprised to hear sadness in his voice
"I promised the children I would never leave you again and it is a promise i intend to keep" Nicky said opening his eyes and looking at Mors "We really have to stop fighting like this" He said half smiling
"I couldn't agree more" Mors said relieved that Nicky was not going to leave him "get some rest" he whispered kissing Nicky on the fore head and walking out of the room. Nicky watched Mors leave the room and cried
:Riddle Manor, Kitchen, 5 days to go until the wedding:
The kitchen was quickly becoming everybody's least favorite place to eat. Nicky was up and about but had stopped talking to Lord Mors after having another row with him, Tobias was pissed of with both of his parents, Voldemort was at a loss of what to do, he couldn't side with Mors in case it angered Nicky (something that everyone agreed on was a bad idea) and he couldn't side with Nicky in case he upset Lord Mors (again nobody wanted to upset him as he was dangerous when angered) Bella had wisely decided to stick by her man and not say anything. Harry had given up trying to figure everyone out, nothing was as it seemed and he was still faced with the prospect of marrying Voldemort in five days time, his stomach twisted in knots every time he thought about it. It was house rules that everybody ate together in the Kitchen so there was no getting away from the tense feelings at meal times. Harry wanted everything to go back to the way it was a few days ago, all laughing and joking (well the Potter's and Bella more than Mors and Voldemort) anything was better than this tension filled atmosphere. Nicky was the first to leave the table, the sound of the closing sounding loud in the silence filled room, with Nicky gone some of the tension lifted. The others followed soon after and once again Harry was left alone with his thoughts.
:Riddle Manor, same day: Study:
"How can you fall out already? You only just made up last night!" Voldemort said amusement on his snake like face
"Yea well" Mors shrugged "How's the plan going? Hope you've made progress" Mors snapped changing the subject and growing colder
"Not as much as we had hoped" Voldemort admitted, to the truth was they had not made any real progress for ages now
"What is the hold up?" Mors snapped sitting on a chair by the fire
"There is a leak" Voldemort admitted
"Who?" Mors snapped angerly, a leak? well that could be taken care off
"I am looking into it, at the moment I suspect either Snape, Crockford or Dolohov " Voldemort said after a brief pause
"Have you talked to them yet?"
"No" Voldemort said, he was waiting for the perfect time and rushing in accusing anybody who might be innocent they could not afford to make any mistakes
"Then bring them here and we'll have a nice talk with them" Mors said sweetly his face deadly calm, Voldemort nodded and walked off to get Snape, while he didn't like following orders he respected and trusted Lord Mors
:Present Day Hogwarts, DADA lesson, 7th year Gryffindor and Slytherin's:
Professor Jasmine Alexander looked around her class sadly, with Hogwarts being attacked, Harry Potter being kidnapped and Christmas not far away her class had shrunk, there were now only three Gryffindor's to five Slytherin's the rest of the class were at home, safe. What they really needed was Harry back, once he was back the rest of the school will follow with Harry now gone, and with most of the students gone, Hogwarts was likely to close down for good.
"Headmaster Dumbledore thinks it wise that you learn some Dark Art spells, in case, heaven for bid the Death Eaters return to Hogwarts" The Gryffindor students, Hermione, Ron and Neville nodded with looks that clearly said ' any thing to help Harry' while the Slytherin students, Draco, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise looked gleeful
"Today we will learn about Dark Curses" Professor Alexander said, waving her wand at the board, instantly the lesson plan appeared. "the first part of todays lesson will be a discussion on what Dark Curses are and what makes them Dark, the second part we will try some of them out" The class nodded
"So Dark Curses what are they?"
:Present Day Hogwarts, Dungeons, Severus Snape's quarters:
Severus Snape sat at his writing desk marking essays, a task made easier by the lack of students in his classes, in some cases (the younger years mainly) he simply did not have any one to teach, which of course gave him more free time, truth be told he would rather be teaching, smiling as he gave Hermione Granger a 'D' for her essay (something he had wanted to do for a long time) he leaned back in his chair and started to relax, Voldemort however had other plans. Snape cursed as his Dark Mark burned, he ran into his bedroom, knocking over his chair in his haste and grabbed his Death Eater's robes and mask, he fire called Albus letting him know what was going on and all but ran out of Hogwarts, reaching the anti-apparation wards, he donned his his robes and apparated.
:The Leakly Cauldron, London:
Doris Crockford grabbed her right arm in pain as the Dark Mark burned on her arm, she quickly went to the fireplace, stumbling in her haste. Throwing floo powder into the fireplace, she flooed to her small, one bedroomed bungalow, putting on her Death Eater robes she apparated with a small 'pop'
:Dolohov Castle, Master Bedroom, Russia:
Antonin Dolohov was almost asleep when he felt the familiar burning on his arm, cursing slightly he got out of bed and walked to his wardrobe and pulled out his Death Eater robes, leaving a note for his wife, he left the castle silently and aparated to his Master's side.
:Riddle Manor, Reception Room, four, South Wing:
Voldemort welcomed his guests with a cold smile, Dolohov had arrived first, closely followed by Crockford with Snape hot on her heels, all four looked downright scared to see Voldemort smile, Voldemort smiling meant one thing, trouble.
:Riddle Manor, Lounge three, Fourth floor:
"Come on Harry we have a ton of things to do!" Nicky said cheerfully
"You are supposed to resting" Harry answered, lying on the two seater couch, with his eyes closed
"Yes and you have a wedding to prepare for" Harry groaned "and we have to get ready for Christmas!" At this Harry peaked up
"Can I get presents for my friends?" Harry asked
"Er..." Nicky was hard pressed to deny Harry anything "Harry your friends think your dead" at this Harry's face fell and the guilt inside Nicky took over "But I suppose you can get them something and give them it when you return to Hogwarts" Harry beamed and got off the sofa to hug Nicky tightly
"Thank you!" Nicky was pleased to see Harry smiling again
"Off to the shops we go!"
"Nix you are such a a shopaholic!" Harry said rolling his eyes
"Only a lot" Nicky agreed, laughing Nicky placed a glamor on Harry and remembering to leave his husband a note both men flooed to Diagon Alley
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REMINDER
This is part 1 of a two part Chapter! Part 2 coming soon!