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Chapter Eleven

Harry moaned in agony in their bed, unable to sleep and instead just laying awake in Tom's arms. Every so often a sob would rack his small frame. His husband had been unable to get him to eat and only held him instead. The only time that Harry could ease his mourning was when Nathaniel needed him. Even then he was quiet and withdrawn. Tom kissed his forehead gently. To his surprise, Harry wrapped his trembling arms around his neck, bringing him closer for comfort. It was a strangely affectionate action. One that Tom tried not to let take him off guard. Harry would be getting more affectionate of course. He was in mourning and would cling to the person who offered him comfort. Also, because of Shade merging with Harry's soul, the teen would be taking on some of the Horcruxes traits. It was only natural. Right. His husband nuzzled his neck gently and Harry looked up at him with haunted, desperate eyes.

" Please…Just be with me right now? Just…I just need you…" He whispered before tentatively pressing his lips to the Dark Lord's own.

Harry's kiss was soft and unsure but when Tom complied easily, wrapping his arms more securely around his waist, he deepened the kiss with a strangled whimper. He was so small in his arms, that for the first time, Tom feared that he would break him. He feared that Harry would shatter in his embrace. Then he felt those thin hands on his chest and a heat began to build in him. This was what he had wanted. This was exactly it. He allowed Harry to move as fast or slow as he wished until the teen handed the control over to him smoothly. In moments, Tom had them both out of their pajama pants and was kissing and licking his way down Harry's stomach while his husband moaned and panted beneath him. When his name finally slipped past those cherry lips, begging for more, Lord Voldemort, the greatest Dark Lord in history, knew that he had been undone by a mere teenager. Not that he was complaining.

Harry sat next to his husband at the breakfast table, still refusing to eat and merely sipping some tea with nutrient potions Tom had Severus make. Nathaniel sat in his high chair next to him munching on some cereal pieces. Tom was watching him feed their baby while he ate his own breakfast.

"I wish you would eat. Just a little if anything, love." Tom said unwaveringly.

Harry answered back just as surely.

"No. I don't want it."

He frowned. It had been like this for several days now. Every night, they would have the most passionate moments of their lives and then during the day, Harry would be so perfect. Until Tom tried to get him to eat or tried to get him to talk about what he was feeling. Harry never budged. He only sat there with a blank expression that only occasionally broke into a small smile at one or another of Nathaniel's antics. Stalemate. Damn. Tom's hand shot out like lightning, gripping Harry's chin gently. Pressing himself against the teen as if he would kiss him, he picked up a spoonful of the broth that had been cooling in 

front of him and slipped it into his stunned husband's mouth. A soft blush crept over the boy's face and he swallowed the warm liquid obediently. The Dark Lord gave him a dazzling smile before seating him tenderly in his lap, their child giggling away, and proceeding like this for the whole meal until Harry's soup was entirely gone and he was resting his head on Tom's shoulder. Ever since Shade's passing, Harry seemed starved for affection. He had taken every opportunity to be in constant contact with Tom, not that the man was complaining. It was a pleasant change. He had never been needed before. It was an amazing feeling.

"Mmm. That was cheating." Harry mumbled, nuzzling his husband's neck, making himself comfortable in his lap.

Tom chuckled softly.

"It isn't cheating if its what is good for you. I only want what's good for you. It pains me to see you upset and not eating."

"If you keep doing that at meal times then I'll never skip a meal again."

Severus bowed before his Lord and his Lord Consort, looking very flustered and out of breath. His face was pale and drawn and he was trembling from head to foot.

"Severus, what is the matter? What news do you bring?" Tom asked in his regal yet commanding tone.

Harry sat at his side, his hand intimately entwined with his lover's. The Death Eaters were still all trying to get accustomed to seeing the open displays of affection between their Lord and the Boy-Who-Lived. It never stopped amusing Harry how their eyes would widen the slightest fraction and zero in on the kiss or touch the two shared at any given moment.

"My Lord, I did it. I know it was not my mission to complete but I could not let my godson take on the task alone. I slipped the Draught of Living Death into Dumbledore's evening tea in the place of the man's usual calming potion. He is, even as we speak, lying dead in his office, waiting for his Order to discover his body." He said, his head downcast as if he were expecting punishment.

As well he should have. Tom gave Draco that mission to test his loyalty. Granted, he didn't expect Draco to actually complete it, but it was still his mission to carry out. Now Tom would have to find another task to set the youngest Malfoy upon. Harry was sure he could find something though. Murdering the new Minister of Magic perhaps? Or Minerva McGonagall? Despite being a member of the Order, his old Head of House and a guiding mentor, Harry knew that she would have no place in his husband's new regime. Likely she would either accept her place and continue on at the school or she would have to be disposed of in fear of her raising rebellion. Tom glanced at him to which Harry returned his gaze with a smile and a soft squeeze of his hand.



"I am feeling generous today, Severus. You will not be punished. However, I believe since you seem to be taking young Draco under your wing anyways, he shall become your apprentice and you will train him in your art as a fit exchange. After all, two potions masters are better than just one. And I happen to expect that we may be having an addition to our family very soon." He said, giving Harry a wicked grin.

The teen just huffed before returning it with a small smile of his own.

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