Letters with my murdering, possibly psychotic arch nemesis-

(A/n Hello and welcome to this little story. I am insanely bored and now have an idea. To the readers of my Snarry I AM SOOOOO sorry. My comp crashed and that file was on it and I dunno how to write more on it so you'll have to wait for my blockage to be over.

PLEASE accept this Voldemort/Harry story as compensation.

In short; Harry wakes from a nightmare in the first week after the Ministry mishap/Sirius's death and being sent home from Hogwarts for vacation and being the hormonal teenager he is he sends off an annoyed ranting letter to the source of most of his problems! Enter Voldemort and lots of chaos that is sure to follow! Slash pairings" Voldemort/Harry Lucius/Severus and any others I can dream up.

Warning: It's slash…aka there shall be the SEX, drinking, smoking, bad language, cutting, other mischief, mean names, you know my protocol if you've read my other stories XD

Disclaimer: This is purely a fragment of my ADHD, overactive, caffeine occluded mind. I do not own the characters or anything from the Harry Potter Universe. DO NOT SUE ME. )

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Fluff and unexpected fainting ahead. Please feel free to laugh at said fainter ;D

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-Tom POV-

Something was very wrong.

Harry's mind was closed to me but his fear, sickness, and panic was washing over through the mind link. I paced in his room, waiting for him to return to me. Hoping he would soon. I had tried to contact Lucius but the man was up at the Ministry taking on business of his own. Severus was still bedridden. Bella and the Lestrange brothers were on a raid of one of the Order's strong holds in France and Nott was still trying to find a new place to live and was running back and forth from St. Mungo's; his youngest daughter had taken sick from smoke inhalation. And all of my other Death eaters I did not trust with Harry's safety. I trusted them, but not with his life.

And obviously I bloody well couldn't go to Hogwarts!

Damnation! I growled out loud and felt Nagini slithering against my legs.

"He will be alriiight," My familiar insisted. "The little mate issss ssstrong."

"I know…I worry sssstill," I relented. Then my head snapped up. He was in the wards. Come through Lucius' office. That means he'd flooed from Hogwarts. I was just to the door when his ring activated and he fell into my arms sobbing. I froze for a moment in shock then scooped him into my arms and pulling him onto the bed. I held him as he shook and sobbed and clung at my robes, his fingers ripping at the folds until he got at me, burrowed under my outer robes and curled against my chest in my lap. His fists wound in my undershirt.

"Tom…pleassse don't be angry with meee," Harry whispered hoarsely. I rubbed his back gently.

"Never. Now, what iss it that'sss ssscared you ssso?" I demanded benevolently with care as to not sound too hurried. But truthfully I was in chaos. What in the world was wrong?

"I-I…I'm…pre…" He mumbled, stumbling on his words and not meeting my eyes. I tilted his chin up with a firm but mild grip on my thumb and forefinger. I met his eyes and I suddenly understood, it was in the soft magic glow that encompassed his body.

"Pregnant…"I murmured, my eyes rolled back in my head and I heard him call out my name before my head struck his headboard and I went black.

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"Oi…snap outta it," someone clicked their fingers in front of my face while waving something that smelled of ammonia and lemon in my face. I grabbed the thin wrist as my eyes blinked open. Levana bloody Rankin was standing over me with a pissed off look on her face and a bit of smelling salt in her hand. "Le'go ah my wrist, Lord Rothach, or ya'll find yerself loosing a finger. Harry's in a right state and you bloody better go make 'im feel better ya bawbag."

"What…"

"You fainted,an' now he thinks you're disgusted with him or somethin'," Ley stated in an impatient tone, "get on. He's hiding in my and Connie's room after he ran in and got me cause you done lost yer mind hearing he's preggers. I don't know what you feel but I know how upset he is. Just talk to him calmly…and no fainting again please," With that she bowed lightly and walked from Harry's room. I stood up slowly. The back of my head was throbbing; a knot was forming there from my striking it on the headboard.

"I cannot believe I fainted," I grumbled. I stretched before walking to the door. Levana had said Harry was in her and Constanza's room. I felt guilt was over me, but it was not my own. Harry felt guilty for making me faint? And he also felt upset. I could've smacked myself for being so dim. "He's 16, you're supposed to be his worst enemy, and he's pregnant with your child…oh and he's male. He's freak out you ninny why would he take this well?" I ranted at myself as I walked to the other wing of rooms on the top floor of the house. I stopped at the room I had slated as Constanza and Levana's and knocked. The door opened and Harry stood in front of me. His face was set and he looked disheveled. His eyes were still red from crying but he was under control now. He held his hand out for me to take. I let him lead me inside the girls' room.

"Connie's just left…I see Ley woke you," he said, He sat us down on a black velvet covered love seat that stood in front of a grand fireplace, magical fire crackled in the grate. The fire was making shapes and figures. I soon saw it was telling a picture story of the child's tale of 'Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump' in its fiery span. I let a small smile fall to my lips. He saw me watching the fire. "Connie set it to do that, she said it would make me feel better. I don't know the story but it is fun to watch."

"I'll get you the book it's in if you like, it's a children's tale," I said easily. He leaned against my side and I put an arm around his shoulders. I kissed the crown of his head. "Harry…I didn't faint because of disgust or fear. I am happy. But I was so surprised. And if I fear anything it is for your safety and well being."

"Thank you," he said quietly. His emerald eyes fixed on the enchanted fire.

"Are you frightened?"

"Yes."

I sucked in a near silent breath. I pulled him so he was sitting sideway in my lap looking up at me. His eyes were scared, like a spooked animal's would be, but they were also determined and slightly happy. He was warring with emotions.

"Would you like to keep the baby?" I asked softly. He caught my gaze, a pained look on his face. "You don't have to, if you're not ready. You're young Harry. You're also male, you'd have to stay here for me to protect you. I…I couldn't let myself let you leave. I'd be too afraid I'd lose you somehow."

"I want to keep it," he insisted faintly. "I'm…just scared Tom. I mean…I know you told me I could get pregnant but actually being pregnant is completely different. I've been feeling piss poor for over a week. And…Madam Pomferry and McGonagall know and…what am I gonna do?" He leaned his head against my shoulder and I felt his tears soak onto my shoulder. "And I can't bloody stop crying!"

I ran a hand through his hair and kissed his forehead.

"You're going to live through it, and I'm going to help you," I said seriously. I kissed his forehead again. "You are very strong Harry. And the crying is just hormones. No one will think any less of you for it. We'll figure it all out. I promise."

He sat here quite for a little while, running his fingers up and down my chest as he does when he's deep in thought. I waited, petting his hair and rocking him slightly.

"Just don't faint again," He said, I frowned as he grinned and connected out lips.

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I updated! Within a week! I am so proud of myself! ^.^ Please R&R pretty please :)