Chapter 20.
«Draco? Are you in here?» he whispered.
«I'm here.» A whisper came back.
«What are you doing in the guestroom?» the dark haired boy asked.
«Well, I knew you would be looking for me» Draco said as Harry turned on the light.
On the bed was Draco laying with a red sleeping dress on.
«What the hell Draco?» Harry said almost angrily. «I almost got worried about you. You weren't at the death eater meeting? You know how mad Tom is going to get»
«At his bloody heir? You have not used any time on me this past couple of days. I am feeling alone» Draco said waddling over to Harry. The dark haired boy smiled and put his arms around his pregnant mate and kissed him.
«I have missed you too» he said and smiled.
«Missed? Did I say anything about missing, I was bloody horny. Now I want you to fuck me, it has been too long since last time» Draco rolled his eyes and pulled his small dress over his head and stood before Harry just in his underwear, that also was red.
«You really do love red don't you?» Harry asked, slightly amused.
«Yes, you know that. Now fuck me» Draco said and kissed him.
Chuckling the dark heir kissed him back. And soon they were moaning into each others mouth.
Draco stopped first, pushing Harry into the bed.
«You are too slow» The blond whined.
«Sorry» the other boy mumbled and let himself be undressed into nothing. Draco reached to his own back and clipped his bra off and tossed of his panties. Even with the bulge on his stomach Draco was hot.
«You have nothing male now?» Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.
«Until birth, my mid-wife said it was the body that didn't need it now»
Harry nodded at this and kissed his husband/wife and lay down on his back. The slytherin crawled over him and pushed himself down on Harry's erect penis. No foreplay, they did not bother. They knew the other loved them. Draco started rocking back and forth on Harry's member and moaned. Harry raised his upper body up and kissed the boy who was riding him.
«It is a wonder that you manages to do this now» Harry breathed out.
«Why?» the gasped response was.
«Because your stomach is so big now, that is should be a problem for you with the balance»
«Oh please, I am a Malfoy, normal rules do not apply for us» it was supposed to come out as a chuckle, but came out as a moan.
«Ride me faster Draco»
«Sure» Draco started riding his husband faster and both moaned at the pleasure.
Both came at the same time, spilling between them.
«You know, Tom is going to kill us» Harry mumbled before he fell asleep with his blond wife slumbering on his chest.
«HARRY POTTER» A voice yelled. Both teens jumped out from their sleeping slumber at the loud voice.
«What?» he asked tiredly. Watching out in the dark room to see who were there.
Turning on the lights the dark lord stood in the doorway.
«You fucking brat, you went out from a DE meeting to fuck your wife»
«No, I did not» Harry always got angry when he talked about Draco like that. Like Draco had no problems spreading his legs to anyone. As always Draco tried to hide under the blankets. He really hated how the dark lord talked about him sometimes.
«In my office Harry» Voldemort said and walked out slamming the door behind him.
«You ok?» Harry asked Draco who lay under the blankets.
«Yes, but I hate how he speaks to me, or rather about me» Draco said frowning.
«I know, it makes me angry too. I think it is because he was raised that way, to believe sex outside of marriage for a woman is a great sin or something» Harry said as he jumped out of the bed and searched the floor for his clothes.
«He should not say that, since we actually are married» Draco said, helping Harry with the search for their clothes, which laid spread everywhere.
«I know, I will talk to him again» Harry frowned and stepped into his trousers. Draco nodded and gave him the shirt.
When they both were dressed Harry kissed Draco.
«I see you tonight?» he asked.
«Yes, I have a appointment with the mid-wife, want to come?» Draco asked.
«Sure, if I am not dead because of a certain dark lord.» he joked, but suddenly he felt his arm go warm. «Oh shit, I need to go Draco» He kissed the blond one goodbye and ran down the hallways and towards his grandfather's study.
Outside the study he took a breath and knocked on.
«Enter» the icy voice from the room said. Harry breathed out and walked in.
«Harry» The dark lord said with a angry voice.
«Tom» Harry said back, still not used to say grandpa or something similar.
«You disappoint me»
«Yes, sir»
«Going from a DE meeting to fuck you wife» the anger in the voice was dripping.
«I had not seen him the whole day, it got me worried» Harry said back. The dark lord raised himself from the chair and walked towards his grandson with red eyes of anger.
«So, when you found him you decided to fuck him?» he breathed into Harry's ears.
«Well, he was tempting» the dark haired boy shook with anger.
«Tempting, of course he was tempting, if it had not been for his extremely power I would not have let you marry him»
«Why the hell not?» Harry had to whisper not to do anything stupid.
«Because you too slept together before your wedding, that's why. You are 17 years old, Draco is still 16 and he waits your child, it says something about him»
«WE WERE TWO ABOUT IT» Harry screamed, he had no control over himself any longer.
«I know, but did you get penetrated?» The dark lord asked.
«MAYBE I DID, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?? MY SEX LIFE IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS»
«Do not take that tongue with me, sit down and listen»
«NO, YOU LISTEN, IF YOU ARE TO RULE THE WORLD, YOU CAN'T KEEP IT IN THE 1900 CENTURY FOREVER, IDEALS CHANGES, IS IT NOT A FREE WORLD WE ARE MAKING AND YOU MAKE YOUR HEIR'S SPOUSE SOUND LIKE A COMMON WHORE»
«CRUCIO» The curse hit Harry without a warning and the teen rolled around on the floor in pain. How he wished it would end.
«Love makes you weak Harry» he heard in the background. The pain stopped and Harry lay on the floor panting.
«No, it doesn't. One thing Dumbledore teached me, which he was right, Your inability to love, is your greatest weakness. You don't know what it is» Harry breathed out.
«CRUCIO» The pain hit him again, but it did not last that long this time.
«Love is a weakness Harry, you can't love and rule the world, it will break your heart»
«Grandpa, please, stop» Harry begged, hoping he would with begging.
«Crucio» again it hit him and he screamed before blacking out.
«Harry, darling» Harry woke up to the soft voice of Draco.
«What happened?» he asked, voice breaking.
«I think you pissed the Lord off, very much off. The grounds of the manor have been shaking a lot» The blond boy said and took Harry's hand. «How are you feeling?»
«I am feeling fine, just a bit sore in every muscle I have, but weren't we supposed to check on the baby today»
«Harry, you have been in coma for 2 days, the Lord's curse was out of anger and you took much of it»
«What? That bastard» Harry got angry, why did the thing that called himself his grandfather torture him.
«Harry, calm down. He was very upset; I think he has a problem with love. Don't look at me like that, think about it. He is angry with me or us every time we sleep together, he kills every couple he comes over, he is jealous of people who are in love»
«He loved my grandmother» Harry said.
«Yeah, maybe he did, but that is several years ago, she died you know. It hurt him, I guess he is afraid to love again, because when he lost her, he broke»
«You know, Draco, you are really smart sometimes» Harry said. He was going to the bottom of this.
«Thanks, I know. I am a Malfoy after all»
«Maiden name yes, you are a Potter now» Harry grinned and Draco rolled his eyes.
After a check with the nurse Harry walked down to where Voldemort was sitting. He knocked on the door and when he heard Voldemort say enter he walked inside.
The dark lord eyed him when he walked to the desk and sat down in the chair in front of him.
They just sat and stared at each other for a long time.
«What do you want?»the older man asked.
«Your story, how you grew up, your years after Hogwarts, how you meet grandmother, yes I know, I heard a lot about you from Dumbledore, but I want the story from your point of view» Harry said.
«Why do you want this?»
«Because I want to understand you better» Voice betraying nothing.
«So you are analyzing me now?» Voldemort raised a eyebrow.
«You can say that, I want to know why you can't love»
«I will not tell you»
«Then I will not help you during this war, you are on your own»
«And why do you think I can't win without you?»
«Because I have Draco, he follows me, yes he has incredible powers, but he is not a leader, he needs someone to follow, and that person is me, and with him the Veelas will follow and so will many other creatures»
The dark lord made a strange sound, but started on his story.
Voldemort's story.
Tom Riddle's mum died when she gave birth to him, like the story from Dumbledore said. He grow up in a orphanage, he hated to live there. He let the basilisk out, and left Hogwarts after his 7th year and started getting followers, but what Dumbledore never told anyone was that Tom Riddle fell in love with a witch.
When Voldemort was 19 years old, he walked into a tavern to get more followers, spreading his words about getting a pure world, with pureblooded wizards, of course he was not stupid, killing muggles and muggleborn meant that everyone would die out, but he wanted to keep them separated, but almost none of his followers understood that, and it was too early in his reign to start correct them too much.
In this tavern a beautiful girl worked. She was about 20, a year older than Tom and had green eyes and red hair. Slim, but curvy. Tom knew instantly that this was the woman he was meant for. The future dark lord collected facts about her, her name, which was Zeren, . He found out how old she was, where she lived and so on.
Of course she did not want him, he being younger than herself and owning nothing except for what he was standing in.
One day when she was closing the tavern he stood outside when she came out.
«What do you want?» She asked, slightly annoyed at the young boy. He was handsome enough, with dark hair and cold eyes, but he was too young for her.
«Give you this» he handed her a single black rose and walked away.
She took the rose and watched his back go away. A black rose was extremely difficult to grow and hardly anyone could afford it. She looked down on the rose again and back up at him. She smiled to herself, she would give in to him, but he had to work for it.
Two days later he was back at the tavern again. He sat down at the bar counter and ordered a butter beer. She smiled at him and gave him a pint of beer. There was just a few others in the tavern that day.
«Its quiet today» he said, just to make conversation.
«Yeah, it is usually that on a Sunday morning, people are sleeping out their hangovers» she smiles to him.
«When do you quit here?»
«Around 12 PM, I have a break to four; my sister is taking that shift»
«Want to do something?» he asked and blushed. She agreed and excused herself to clean up the tables after those who have eaten breakfast at her place.
At 12 PM she switches with her sister and walks out with Tom beside her.
«What do you want to do?» he asked her.
«I don't know. Somewhere I can get to know you»
«What about I buy you lunch and then a walk in the park?» he asked.
«yeah, sure»
They ate lunch together and found quickly out that they had a lot in common. Both were obsessed with the dark arts and purity of wizard's blood.
«So you are like a dark lord? Like Grindwald?» she asked.
«yeah, something like that, only I am not going to be killed by Dumbledore»
«I hope not» Zeren said. «My parents were supporter of him. Both got the kiss after a couple of years in Azkaban.»
«So sorry» He took her hand and they walked for awhile in silence.
Their relationship grew, as did Tom's power. He had several old families supporting him and the terror spread around. Zeren was often with him on the raids and killed a lot of muggles. He had been a bit worried about her being to kind and nice to accept his career, but after awhile they understood they were made for each other.
After the first raid together they both came out of the muggle house with blood running down on both of them. Zeren was a horrible sight, her hair was loose and her dress and body was drenched in blood. Smiling like a maniac she walked out with Tom behind her. Turning around, she jumped into his arms and kissed him. The adrenaline was pumping in her veins and made her incredible horny. She pushed herself into Tom, and felt that he felt it the same way. Still kissing they tumbled around and fell on the ground. They continued kissing. Tom opened his belt and laid down over her.
When they were finished they lay down on the grass and panted.
«Wow» Zeren said.
«Yeah, I agree» Tom whispered out. «I have a thing to do before we go» He stood up from the grass and pointed the wand to over the house and said a spell.
«MORSMORDERE» A skull with a serpent flowed over the house.
«Oh my God. How beautiful» The redheaded woman said and smiled.
«Thank you» Tom smiled back. «It is after all, our mark»
Zeren stood up as well and kissed him.
«Lets get out of here» She said smiling. He could not agree more.
Two and a half month later Tom came home to their house. They had stolen enough to buy themselves a mansion. Tom had dropped Riddle, and took Marvolo as his last name, so the Manor was now called the Marvolo Mansion. He had killed his father Tom Riddle several years ago, but he didn't want to live in that Manor, he despised his father. When Tom came home that night Zeren knelt over the toilet and vomited. The future dark lord ran over to her and stroked her back.
«You OK?» he asked.
«Yes, I am now. I just got really sick around the food. It made me nauseated.» She said leaning against her.
«If you are sure» he said, still worried.
«Yeah I am fine» she smiled and kissed him before standing up and continuing with the dinner.
He sat down at the table watched her. Zeren really was beautiful; she had even gotten more beautiful the last couple of months she had been with Tom. She sparkled and glowed. She smiled to him from over the casseroles. Her hair was in two pigtails and made her face sweet and innocent. Tom knew she wasn't. He had seen her kill. She was ruthless and dangerous. His true match.
«I love you» he said to her.
«What?» she asked, clearly confused.
«I love you» he said again and walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.
She smiled, a real smile, not one of those she smiled when she cut the head of a man with an axe, but one of true happiness, the one only love could wriggle out of a person.
«I love you too Tom» she kissed him. Only when they felt a burning smell they jumped from each other and she took the casseroles from the warm plate.
«Damn I burned it» she swore.
«I will buy you another house elf to help you» the young man said.
«What? Hell no, I like cooking dinner, we have already too many elves. They take the rest of the house» He just smiled at her.
A month later Tom was staring down at his 5 inches smaller girlfriend.
«You are what?»
«Pregnant»
«Oh»
«Is that all?»
«No»
«Then what?»
«My head is confused. How?»
«You know HOW»
«But...»
«But?»
«I can't have children»
«You don't want us?» now a trembling voice said.
«Of course I do, it is just that...»
«Well, please tell me» her sobbing breaking through.
«Hush, please calm down» Tom took his trembling girl into his arms and rocked her. «Of course I want both of you. I love you honey»
«You didn't act like that» she sniffled.
«I was just surprised, I have never thought about children» he said and kissed her.
During the pregnancy, Zeren grew weaker and weaker. They had taken her to several doctors and specialist but they had no idea what they could do for her. Tom was beside him with worries. His beautiful girl could not die; they had too much to do before either of them could do that.
With remorse and guilt he left his wife with the doctors and mid-wives to talk to a ministry guy about getting a job in the ministry. He needed that job, he would put the dark lord thing away for some years to their child was old enough. He would not take the risk being given the kiss or killed early in theirs child's life. He kissed his wife goodbye and promised he would be back in the evening.
«I love you» she said, smiling weakly.
«I love you too»
One final kiss and he left. Not knowing that this would be the last time he saw her alive.