Chapter 10:
Harry sat in his room, on his bed, thinking about what Snape had said to him. He wouldn't have liked this person no matter what his magic wanted if he didn't change his appearance. Who could it be. He wanted to know, he needed to know. He would find out, He didn't care if he had to listen in on more conversations, or give the boy a truth serum.
That was it, Harry perked up in his bed, a truth serum. He would get some from Snape stock and give it to Donovan. He would get the truth out of the boy and he would do it tonight. He quickly grabbed his invisibility cloak and made his way down to the dungeons. He knew Snape didn't keep it in his classroom, so he had to somehow get into the man's personal rooms and into his person stock.
He waited just outside the back door to the potions room until the door opened up and Snape started to come out, when the man was out of the way, Harry slipped past him and into the living space of his potions professor. He scanned the room slowly and looked around for where he thought he would keep his personal potions.
He spotted a small alcove to the back of the living room and entered it, he was amazed at how large the space looked from the inside, it looked like it held thousands of potions in that once small space. He looked around quickly for a truth serum and when he finally spotted it, grabbed a vial, moved some of the ones behind it forward, so it would take Snape longer to notice it gone and left quickly.
Later that night Harry waited anxiously for Donovan to come back to the dorm, he had asked the other boys in the room to stay away for the night, he didn't care where but they had agreed. Finally Donovan came in and looked around, finally looking at Harry.
"Where is everyone?" He asked as he moved towards his bed.
"I have no idea. Haven't seen them since classes ended." Harry said acting calm, drinking some butter beer. "Would you like one." Harry held up another glass towards Donovan and waited.
The boy looked from the glass to Harry and contemplated for several minutes, making Harry nervous that he would say no. Donovan finally moved slightly closer to Harry with a small smile on his face.
"Sure, just a little. I'm tired and need to get some sleep." He replied, putting his hand out for the glass. Harry handed it over and took another swig of his drink, waiting patiently as Donovan took a long swing from the cup.
"So I bet you miss everyone over in America, I mean you may not have any family over there but you have to have had friends?" Harry asked, taking another drink.
"Oh I'm not from America." Donovan quickly looked up to Harry and back to the cup. His eyes were wide and his mouth open, not understanding at first why the hell he had said that. Harry's eyes were wide too, he didn't know he had lied about that, that was a serious question he had asked.
"Holy Shit." Harry let slip and bolted over to the stunned boy, pushing him down to the bed and pinning his arms with his own. Donovan struggled to try and reach for his wand but Harry kept his arms high enough for him not to reach.
"So your from here?" Harry asked.
"Yes, how dumb can you be, fuck." Donovan said trying to keep his mouth closed.
"Apparently dumb enough to fall for someone who isn't who he says he is. Dumb enough to still be in love with this person even though I know your lying to me." Harry looked into Donovan's eyes and saw fear behind them.
"I should never have done this. I should have ignored the call and let your magic be bound. You will only kill me when you find out who I am, so go ahead and ask, I know your going to. Apparently you gave me a truth serum, so do it. If I had known that you would have been the dominate one I would have stayed away. Your magic." Donovan closed his eyes and turned his head away, but Harry wanted to know more.
"My magic what? Tell me, what does my magic do to you?" Harry asked.
"It dominates over my magic, Happy. It makes me submit to you. It is changing me and I can't stop it." Harry tilted his head and saw a loan tear fall from one of Donovan's eyes, he moved one of Donovan's hands over to clasp them both into one of his and wiped the tear away with his free one.
"Why are you crying?" Harry asked.
"Because I know the moment you ask who I am you will leave me. They told me not to do this. I think Severus knew that you were going to be the dominate, I don't know how but I think he knew. He knew I would fall harder than I thought I would. I can't even change back to my former self, or change into what I really want to look like." Donovan stated.
"Why can't you at least change to something else?" Harry asked
"I have been under the potion for so long that it has changed my insides so much also that the moment I try to change them again I would die. I person's body can only take so much, for so long. Everything resized it self to fit within me, to function with this new body. So I am stuck like this, it will grow on it's own, function like a normal body would now. I am now the same age as you, now that I am stuck like this."
"I have to ask Donovan, I need to know and I don't much longer before the potion wears off. I know you have been answering with long answers, hoping to take up time. I'm sorry I need to know." Harry looked into his eyes, showing him how much he loved him. "I will always love you Donovan, no matter how I may react to who you really are, I will always love you." Harry placed a hand over Donovan heart and leaned down to kiss him for what he thought would be the last time.
"Ask. Go ahead." Donovan said as he turned his head away, not wanting to see the pain and hate Harry was going to send his way.
"Donovan, Who are you really?" Harry finally asked the question that was hanging in the air all night long, he saw Donovan struggle to answer, he knew the boy didn't want to tell him but he would have to, the potion would make him.
"Tom Riddle." Harry's heart stopped, or it seemed like it did. His gut felt like a knife was being twisted over and over again, pushing it further and further in. He let the hands go that were under him and stumbled back off the bad with wide eyes. The potion was still in effect and Harry still didn't want to believe what he heard.
"You mean Voldemort?" Harry asked, feeling like he was going to throw up, clenching his stomach and trying not to run away.
"Yes and no. I mean Tom. Now it's Tom. The magic took everything that was Voldemort and washed it away somehow."
"YOU LIE." Harry shouted.
"I can't." Donovan stated and looked at the clock "Not for another two minutes" He still refused to look at Harry directly. "So I'm quickly going to say this before you run off, I love you Harry Potter. You're magic fucked with me the moment you hit your majority, I disbanded my Death Eaters and changed into this person to try and be with you. Now I'm going to loose you." The clock on the table went off, telling Harry the serum ran it's course. Donovan stopped talking abruptly, not wanting to say anything more.
Harry looked down at the boy in the bed and couldn't picture Voldemort's face on him. He couldn't even picture Tom Riddle's face on him either. He didn't know what to do. Everyone was looking for him, trying to find out why he was no longer fighting, and here he was laying here in front of Harry. He was completely helpless, at Harry's disposal to do with what ever he wanted. He just couldn't bring himself to do anything but turn away and run out the door.
First place he went was to Snape's rooms, he needed to talk to the man and tell him a few things before he went crazy. He banged on the door the man's personal chambers and was shocked when Lucius Malfoy answered, looking down on him.
"What do you want Potter?" The man asked. Harry pushed past him and right to where Snape was sitting in front of his fire.
"Potter what in hell do you think you are doing in my chambers?" Snape asked standing up.
"Here." Harry threw Donovan's, no Tom's, crap Voldemort's wand at him. "Give that back to him later, and tell him to leave. Tell him I'll have Dumbledore bind my magic and if he wants to come back and kill me then he can. I'm sure when my magic is bound he won't be compelled to love me any longer." Harry stated and started to walk away but was grabbed from behind and spun around to look into a very angry face of Snape.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Snape asked.
"Your master. Voldemort, the one laying in the bed in my dorm as Donovan Mott, The one because of my magic thinks he is in love with me and."
"Stop right there." Lucius walked over interrupting him.
"WHAT." Harry spun around to look at him.
"He doesn't think he is in love with you, he is. You really need to talk to him about this." Lucius stated before walking away again.
"I don't care. He is Voldemort. He lied to me, made me….made me…..Just tell him to leave. I'll speak to the Headmaster in the morning."
"He made you do what Potter?" Snape asked.
"It doesn't matter any longer. My magic is what pulled him to me, my magic is what kept him drawn to me and my magic is what is making him want to stay. So I will bind my magic and show him that he doesn't really love me, and he can kill me easily enough once my magic is bound." Harry turned around and bolted out of the room before either man could say anything else. Fighting back the tears that wanted to spring forth.