Author's Note: Hi Everyone! Thank you for all your wonderful, flattering, and hilarious reviews, and support! I hope you enjoy this chapter! Also, thank you so much Yen, for another excellent beta'ing of this chapter and all your suggestions to make this chapter as awesome as possible!

(See Ch. 8, Midnight Thievery, about the duel between Evan/Voldie and Severus about the Libido Suppressant Potions, if you'd like more of a reminder)

[End of Ch. 35]:

"I do not wish to hear any more of your lies or manipulations. Get your things and get out. I will personally escort you off the premises," Albus announced to Voldemort, as he stood from the chair and brandished his wand threateningly in front of him.

Everyone was shocked speechless, until Hermione found her tongue first. "You can't do that! If you make Evan leave, then Harry and Draco won't be able to help him maintain his pregnancy, and then their children will die!"

"Then so be it! Their children would probably turn out to be monsters anyway, just like he is!" Albus responded as he again pointed a finger at Voldemort.

With Voldemort's emotions being overwhelmed byDumbledore's accusations, threats, and intent to throw him out and basically kill his unborn children, Voldemort was entirely unable to prevent a single tear from escaping. He quickly lifted one hand to wipe it from his right cheek and kept his eyes averted from Dumbledore.

"Don't you dare call him or our children that!" Harry shouted as he scrambled to rise from the bed and stomped forward, feeling more enraged than he ever recalled being, and joined Gertrude by placing himself in the way of Evan and Dumbledore. "And if you make Evan leave, I'm going with him!" Harry continued to shout.

"And I will join them!" Draco seconded. He stayed by Evan, but was now on his knees on the bed, keeping his wand in his right hand, while placing a comforting hand on Evan's shoulder.

"No you won't! Neither of you two is leaving this school! The only one that is leaving, is him!" Albus stated firmly.

Minerva interjected again, "Albus! You are behaving most irrationally! Mr. Farley is just a boy! Why are you treating him this way?!"

Voldemort felt his stomach drop down to his toes (metaphorically speaking). He just realized how things could get even worse than they already were, if Dumbledore truthfully and fully answered McGonagall's question. He had to think fast!

Albus was beside himself. He was beyond frustrated with the situation. They all clearly didn't understand why he was demanding the boy leave, because they did not know that that boy, was actually Voldemort in disguise. "Just a boy?! Just a BOY?! That is not just a boy! That is Lord Voldemort—"

"Voldemort's son!" Voldemort shouted over Dumbledore's voice.

If there had been tense bits of silences before, this silence was as deafening and awkward as the combined force of the Big Bang and a hundred House Elves fighting over the same frying-pan.

"…Y-You're… what?!" Harry exclaimed incredulously as he swung around to face Evan, who remained sitting up in the Medi-Bed, looking rather petrified with terror.

(You may want to review Ch. 6 for what "Evan" told Harry and Draco regarding his Parents and "close family friend").

Voldemort Goes Back To School

Chapter 36

To Lie or Not to Lie… That Depends if Smart

POV: Multi

"I… I'm… V-Voldemort's s-son," Voldemort replied to Harry's question, stuttering because he couldn't control the fear that raged within him. He had been almost certain that Dumbledore would reveal his true identity sooner or later! He had tried to think of a better and more believable identity, but came up blank! And then Dumbledore was already talking, and that's all he could come up with: Voldemort's son. But now that he had said it, he was terrified that Harry especially, and possibly even Draco, would want nothing to do with him! After all, he (Voldemort) had killed Harry's parents. Why would Harry think Voldemort's son would be any different?

Voldemort chanced a look around the room at everyone. He was not surprised to see the utter shock on their faces. However, he was surprised that there was no sign of hatred. Dumbledore on the other hand, looked like he was about to explode and make another attempt to reveal his true identity once and for all.

Harry glanced around the room, and back at Dumbledore, whose face was turning purple-blue – probably in fury. But as far as he could tell, the Headmaster wasn't denying Evan's claim. Additionally, as far as he could tell, no one had a clue that Evan was Voldemort's son - not even Draco, his fellow House-mate and… boyfriend? Lover?

And that's when the whole thing blew up in Harry's mind. Evan is… V-Voldemort's son?! Oh my G-d… I'm… we're… lovers… with… a-and have b-babies with… V-Voldemort's son! How… How could this have happened?! Why… Why didn't Evan stop me?! And that's when a little voice in the back of Harry's mind piped-up, 'He did try! You and Draco didn't listen!'

Harry suddenly felt rather light-headed. "I… just… g-give me a second…" He mumbled as he stumbled forward towards Evan's bed, and sat down heavily on the end, putting his head in his hands, and resting his elbows on his knees, taking a few deep breaths while processing this new… Earth-Shattering-Information.

At hearing that Evan was the Dark Lord's son, Draco wasn't doing much better. Oh Merlin, I… impregnated the Dark Lord's son?! Fuck!The Dark Lord is going to curse my bollocks off! Oh Slytherin! Why didn't Evan tell me that he was the Dark Lord's son?! Ok, yes, he told me he was a Death Eater, who apparently is so high ranking he was assigned the task of killing Harry Potter, and doesn't have the Dark Mark on his arm, and he effortlessly uses the Unforgivable Curses and other Dark Curses, but… but… Shite. Now it's all starting to make sense. I… we… are so dead! And if the Dark Lord hated Harry Potter before… just wait until he finds out that Harry knocked up his son! And that I helped him! Fuck! I don't even think my Father will be able to do anything to help me – us!

Meanwhile, Harry continued to try to silently process current events. I just don't understand how someone as sweet and sexy as Evan is, could possibly, possibly be Voldemort's son. I just don't get it. Maybe he's adopted? … No, that'd be too good to be true, and if that were the case, I doubt Dumbledore would be freaking out as much. Or, what about, maybe he got his disposition and other traits from his mother? And has minimal traits from his father?

Finally, Harry turned towards Evan. "Evan, who was your Mother?"

The question caught Voldemort by surprise. Here he was thinking Harry was going to curse him, or do something else extremely unpleasant, but, apparently not, or not yet. "Uh… Mero… Chem… Marriam! Marry for short."

Harry stared at him. "Was she… a good person?"

Voldemort remained silent for a moment, as he had never considered such question before. He had always thought of his Mother as having been weak and cruel for abandoning him. But aside from that, he hadn't ever heard anyone say she was a bad person, aside from running off with a Muggle man. "I… think so… I never really knew her. She died shortly after I was born." The look on Harry's face seemed to suggest the boy was mostly appeased with his answer.

Huh. That's interesting. I think my Father mentioned that Voldemort's Mother, and I think Father too, also died when he was young. Draco thought offhandedly to himself, feeling fortunate that both of his parents were still alive.

"I… uh… I'm s-sorry… to hear that. About your Mum," Harry replied. He recalled that Evan had previously said that both his parents were dead, back when Evan had ended up in the Hospital Wing after having jumped out of a window, and insisted on leaving Hogwarts to go speak to a 'close family friend.' Harry didn't realize how similar their pasts might be, as he too had lost his Mother (and Father) at a very young age, no thanks to Voldemort. But regardless, he needed to know about Evan's… Father. "And uh… so… a-about your Father… he's… obviously… not really dead… like you said he was…"

Voldemort had to think back to what Harry was referring to, but then he recalled that although he had been telling the truth about his (i.e. Voldemort's), parents being dead, (because his mother had died shortly after he was born, and he later killed his own father), now that he was pretending to be 'Evan Farley, the son of Voldemort,' well, obviously, Harry would think that he (i.e. Voldemort's son), had previously lied, because he (i.e. Voldemort), was obviously still alive!

"W-Well… he's… he's… e-essentially dead… to me," Voldemort stammered. "I mean… he's… he is a… a… m-monster…" Voldemort shot a glance to Dumbledore, using the same word he chose earlier to refer to 'Voldemort.' "I… was taken in by… er… a close friend of my Mother," Voldemort tried to do some fast thinking, keeping Nagini in his mind as a possible 'close family friend of his mother'. "I mean, my F-Father… doesn't even know… I exist. H-He's insane. My Mother… knew that, and, she n-never told him of my existence… she instead… uh… just made arrangements such that if anything ever happened to her, that… that I would be taken care of by her friend… Nagi." Voldemort briefly paused, as he continued to piece together a back-story to his newly created identity as 'Voldemort's son' rather than just 'Evan Farley.' "I've… had to be careful… b-because… if anyone else found out that… I'm V-Voldemort's son… Voldemort… might try to… try to make me… join him. And… I d-don't want that. I… I've never even… spoken to him." Voldemort spoke all of this a bit more loudly than usual, as he was paying close attention to Dumbledore, who had made a variety of sounds of interjection during his obvious-to-Dumbledore lies - lies that Dumbledore undoubtedly wanted to expose.

Feeling infinitely relieved with all Evan had told him, including the fact that Evan didn't want anything to do with Voldemort, and that Voldemort wasn't even aware of Evan's existence, Harry came to a decision. He twisted his body so that he was kneeling on the bed facing Evan. Ever the daring Gryffindor, Harry leaned forward and captured Evan's lips in a kiss, while bringing his right hand to stroke along Evan's jaw. Between his kneading lips and massaging of Evan's jaw, he got the other boy to open his mouth and let him slip his tongue inside. He felt the other boy grasp the front of his robe and then felt himself being tugged forward until they were pressed together, chest-to-chest. Harry vaguely thought he heard a strangled sound coming from Dumbledore somewhere behind him.

After a thorough, possessive plundering of Evan's mouth that got said boy whimpering, Harry pulled back. Staring into the breathless and red-faced boy's eyes, Harry stated firmly so the entire room could hear, "I don't care that you're Voldemort's son. You're not him, and it's clear to me that you don't want anything to do with him or his… goals. So the fact that you're Voldemort's son changes nothing. I still want to, and I still will, help you maintain this pregnancy… "

Voldemort had not anticipated Harry's kiss at all, and was completely unprepared when it had happened – Harry had kissed him in front of Dumbledore, and was still kissing him! However, as the kiss continued, he soon forgot about Dumbledore, and about everyone in the room, except Draco whose hand tightened marginally on his shoulder. As Harry licked into his mouth and teased his tongue into responding in kind, Voldemort wanted. He wanted more, and he wanted it now – no, he needed it now. He was hard and that special spot inside of him throbbed with the need to be filled. Much too soon for his liking, Harry pulled back, and then reality started catching up with Voldemort's lust-filled mind. Even so, he understood Harry's verbalizing his promise to still continue to help him, even though he was Voldemort's son.

Draco was 100% plus certain Evan was lying through his teeth – regarding the part where Evan claimed he wanted nothing to do with the Dark Lord. He would be certain to get the boy alone at some point in the near future to question him thoroughly about being Voldemort's son and his allegiance to him. However, Draco quickly became distracted by Harry's antics, and could not believe Harry had the guts to kiss Evan in front of all the adults, including Dumbledore and Snape in the manner he did. It wasn't just a peck, oh no, that would be too easy for the Gryffindor. No, Harry had to snog the boy breathless, to the point where Draco could tell Evan was beyond turned-on and could see the slight outline of his erection beneath the somewhat thin Medi-Bed sheets. Draco was pretty much just watching, and even he could feel himself hardening in his trousers.

So, just as Harry finished speaking, and with everyone staring at him, Draco swooped in, determined to not be outdone by a Gryffindor. He used his body to mostly block Evan's body from everyone else's gazes, hoping to convey the same message as Harry, as he too proceeded to make-out with Voldemort's son, nipping and tonguing the boy's bottom lip before sliding into said boy's now slackened mouth. He kept his left hand on Evan's shoulder, but he covertly moved his right hand along the bed, until it slid between Evan's legs and stroked along the boy's covered shaft, causing Evan to moan and shift his hips forward in a needy gesture. As much as Draco wanted to repeat that response, he thought it too risky with the others watching him, and instead continued to trail his hand upward to the boy's chest, purposely tweaking the boy's left clothed nub, eliciting another gasp from the boy and another hitch of his hips. He was almost tempted to just continue and not care about the consequences – what was the worst that could happen? He could get expelled from Hogwarts for having sex with another student in front of the Headmaster, he supposed. It might be worth it.

"E-Enough!" Albus hollered hoarsely.

It had the desired effect of separating Draco and Evan, both of whom were out-of-breath and crimson-faced.

"That's enough!" Albus repeated for good measure, in case Harry or Draco again decided to kiss… Voldemort. A sight that made him feel as if his brain had been stampeded upon by a herd of Centaurs! "Harry, Draco, you have no idea what it is you are really doing. Get away from him. He needs to leave. I promise, one day, you will thank me," Dumbledore insisted. At this point, he did not want to reveal Voldemort's true identity if he didn't have to. After all, if what everyone believed was true, Harry had sex with Voldemort, and had gotten him pregnant. Dumbledore feared for Harry's mental stability if he discovered he had sex with, and conceived a child with, and maybe had even fallen in love with, Voldemort! Voldemort, who was Harry's parents' murderer, and who was also indirectly the murderer of Harry's Wizarding-Father, Sirius, who had been directly murdered by Bellatrix. Hence, Dumbledore now decided that the best course of action at this point, was simply to separate Voldemort from Harry and Draco, and never allow Harry to know that "Evan" was actually "Voldemort" in disguise. In fact, to be safe, it would be better if no one else ever knew that "Evan" was "Voldemort," lest they accidentally let slip "Evan's" true identity. Dumbledore couldn't even fully wrap his mind around the implications and consequences of Harry finding out that he had gotten Voldemort pregnant, and could not begin to predict how the members of the Order of the Phoenix, or the Death Eaters, or the general public, would take such… outrageous… insane… news.

"What?! No! We just told you, we're not leaving him!" Harry protested, incensed by Dumbledore's incessant and outrageously unreasonable demands. "He is pregnant with our babies! That makes him and them my family – the only real family I have ever known. They will d-die if we are separated! I'm not going to let that happen!"

Practically leaping from the bed, Harry drew his wand and faced-off with Dumbledore. "As I said: If he goes, then we go," he declared.

Having also had enough of Dumbledore's threatening Evan, Draco slid off the bed in a significantly more dignified manner, and strode forward to stand beside Harry, wand at the ready. "Exactly. And if you do not lower your wand, and withdraw immediately, my Father and the Hogwarts Board of Governors will hear of it, and you can say goodbye to your status of Headmaster of Hogwarts!" Draco sneered.

Albus disregarded Draco's threat, but considered Harry's assertion that if they and "Evan" were separated, that their unborn children would die. Albus was still a bit confused about all the mechanics of the "Maintaining the Pregnancy," but apparently it was Supreme-Medi-Witch Gertrude herself, (not just Harry) who was of the opinion that the unborn children would die if Harry and Draco were separated from Voldemort and did not continue to have sex at least once or twice a week. If true, part of Albus felt pity for the children that would probably die from that separation. But, the colder part of Albus, (as a result of years of fighting against Dark Wizards, including Grindelwald and Voldemort,) figured if Voldemort's children died, then that might be the best thing for Harry and Draco – they would not have any links or attachment to Voldemort or anything that was his. Well, aside from the Horcrux that might reside within Harry. But more likely than not, this was just another attempt by Voldemort to kill Harry, or do something even worse to the Gryffindor.

Another part of Albus still thought there was no possible way Voldemort could be pregnant with anyone's child, least of all Harry's! Therefore, Voldemort must have done something to trick the Medi-Witches or their Spells into thinking he was pregnant - to what end, Albus didn't know, but he didn't want to wait to find out.

On the other hand, if Voldemort really had found a way to become impregnated by Harry, Albus could only imagine what kind of Dark Magic Voldemort intended to perform, likely using their children as ingredients in his Dark Spell. If that was the reason for the pregnancy, Albus hoped that the children would die – it would be a much kinder and more merciful fate than whatever Voldemort intended to do with them. In fact, if Voldemort really was pregnant, Albus was almost tempted to force him a drink a Potion to abort the pregnancy… but Albus wouldn't dare go that far. Luckily though, given the strange circumstances, it appeared the children would die long before they were born, as long as he was able to separate Voldemort from Harry and Draco. Therefore, he felt the best course of action was to get Voldemort away from Harry and Draco, and Hogwarts, immediately!

Resolved, Albus steeled himself for what needed to be done, and his expression darkened, "I see I will need to do this the hard way. Please do not struggle. I do not want to hurt any of you more than necessary. But that… boy… will be leaving one way or another."

As things looked like a battle between Albus and the two boys, one of which was his Wizarding Son, seemed inevitable, Severus realized that at long last, the inevitable time to be sacked and humiliated, had come. His conscience simply would not withstand the consequences of Albus sending Mr. Evan Farley away, and thereby causing the loss of the boy's children. "Albus, I need to speak with you, on an… urgent matter now," Severus interjected, as he stepped forward and, grasping Albus's wand arm, he tried to steer his aim away from Evan as well as direct the Headmaster out of the Medi-Wing.

"No! Severus, let go! I cannot leave him unsupervised until he leaves the premises!" Albus insisted as he struggled against Severus's hold.

Getting nowhere fast, Severus adjusted his plans accordingly. "Fine! Silencio Locus!" Severus cast, creating an area around him and Albus that would prevent their voices from carrying to the others. "Albus, I implore you to see reason… Mr. Evan Farley… the D-Dark Lord's s-son… did not intentionally try to become impregnated by Mr. Potter or Mr. Malfoy. And I know this, because the boy… entered (i.e. broke into) my private Potions Storeroom and… borrowed (i.e. stole), a Libido Suppressant Potion. Furthermore, he… requested (i.e. threatened/ordered) that I continue to make and supply him with those Libido Suppressant Potions. As I am certain you are aware, taking such potions would make it such that one… would not crave sex in the least."

Albus contemplated Severus's statements, and then answered. "Severus, I do believe… that… boy has duped you. If he were really taking those Libido Suppressant Potions, then why is it that he still had sex with Harry and Draco, and thereby became pregnant? Hmm?"

Severus had been hoping to avoid Evan Farley's curse (which would only get activated if he ever told any of the faculty or ministry that Evan had stolen his Libido Suppressant Potions, to get him in trouble), but at this point, he doubted he would be able to avoid it with Albus's question.

"The reason that the boy likely had sex with Harry and Draco was because… I… arranged for those Libido Suppressant Potions to be… diluted," Severus admitted in an almost whisper as he looked down at his feet in shame and regret.

"… And, why would you have diluted those potions?" Albus questioned slowly.

In a last epic effort to avoid Mr. Farley's hex from activating, Severus answered, "I was… upset… because he was… less than civil… when he requested that I give him and continue to supply him with those potions, and so I sought to sabotage his efforts." Now that he was saying it out loud, and knowing that they both knew the consequences of his actions, Severus wished he could just crawl into a hole and be swallowed up – alternatively, he wished Voldemort would spontaneously discover his double-spy status and Avada Kedavra him on the spot, right now preferably. But, considering the fact he didn't hear laughing behind his back, he thought he had at least succeeded in not activating Evan's hex.

"… He threatened you," Albus deduced. Regardless, he was shocked that Severus would do such an act, especially to someone he believed to be a student. However, perhaps his judgment had been clouded because Evan clearly wasn't a student, and likely hadn't behaved like a student during his counter with Severus. Either way, Albus made a mental-note to speak about this matter further with Severus in the future, lest something else catastrophic happen to a real student.

"… No comment, because I wish to avoid certain… unappealing consequences," Severus replied. "But my point is, is that you cannot send that boy away. He is not Voldemort!"

Albus couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow upon wondering what sort of 'unappealing consequences' those could be. In any case, before he could even re-evaluate whether he should actually make an exception, and only tell Severus about "Evan's" true identity, Albus was hit with a Spell – courtesy of Gertrude.

"Somnus Fluidus!" Gertrude cast. She looked on with satisfaction as the Headmaster's eyes rolled shut, and his body slowly crumpled and softly descended to the ground. Her Staff, which she crafted herself years ago, was not just a Staff, but also a Wand, though most everyone was unaware of that fact, likely for two reasons. The first is because most Wizards and Witches at this point in Wizarding History would not have suspected that her Staff was actually a Wand, because most Wands these days were much smaller than those in the ancient past. The second is because for those who did unwittingly discover that her Staff was actually a Wand, she ensured that she Obliviated that fact from the minds of her targets and bystanders – which she would also do to her current target and audience soon enough. As such, her Staff-Wand definitely came in handy, as it almost always managed to catch her target off-guard; she was pleased to see it had even been able to catch the great Albus Dumbledore by surprise and successfully subdue him. "Don't worry, it's just a Spell to put him to sleep for a long while. Sometimes that is a very handy spell in Medi-Wizardry for those visitors who get too hysterical and interfere with our ability to help our patients."

Gertrude then turned to the three boys, two of which were still on their feet, but now had their wands lowered, while the third boy, her patient, was breathing raggedly, flushed, and shifting in bed – he was clearly aroused. This, coupled with the fact at how quickly he was affected by said arousal, signaled that Evan needed to begin engaging in sexual intercourse to obtain more Natural Magical Energy from the fathers in order to maintain the pregnancy as soon as possible. "Duckie," Gertrude addressed Evan, "Where do you believe your children's conception occurred? Because such pregnancies have been shown to be best maintained in the location of conception. You, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Malfoy need to go to that location such that you three can initiate maintaining this pregnancy – the signs in your body clearly show this needs to be done immediately."

Mortifying though it was to hear Gertrude say that, Voldemort's body couldn't agree more as the need to be thoroughly fucked intensified, pulling another unintentional whimper from him. "Hah… I… that r-room," he found himself unable to articulate the precise room, as he had only been unknowingly led there once. "H-Harry… the room where… the f-first time… we all… hah…" Voldemort gasped out.

"The Room of Requirement," Harry and Draco spoke virtually simultaneously.

Nodding her head, Gertrude asked, "Duckie, can you walk there?"

"Nhh… I… I th-think so," Voldemort huffed as he scooted to the edge of the bed, and then shakily got to his feet, astonished by his quick deterioration.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, you two help guide him to that room. Then, once there, I would assume you know what to do?" Without pausing Gertrude elaborated, "Basically engage in the same activity you did in order to make him pregnant in the first place. Hint: Deep penetration is key, and do ensure that you ejaculate inside him. Any questions?"

Gertrude had to withhold her laughter at how red all three boys' faces got as they all stammered out various forms of 'No Ma'am.' "Very well, be sure to send a Patronus or other messenger to us here in the Medi-Wing if you need any help, or have any more questions. I will make arrangements to stay the night until we speak more tomorrow." She finished and gestured to the door, which she now opened with her usual wand, signaling for the boys to help Evan to that Room of Requirement.

Harry waved a quick goodbye to a smiling Hermione and a very red-faced and gob-smacked Ron, and glanced at the remaining occupants, before departing with Evan and Draco.

Harry and Draco ended up having to partially carry Evan down to the Room of Requirement. Luckily, it wasn't too far from the Hospital-Wing, relatively speaking for how massive Hogwarts was.

"Don't worry, Evan. We're almost there," Harry said encouragingly, as they rounded the final corner to the hallway that would lead to their final destination.

"O-Ok… p-please h-hurry," Voldemort gasped, as he continued stumbling towards their destination with the other two boys' help.

Harry and Draco were increasingly concerned with Evan's current state. But, they took comfort in Gertrude's attitude and confidence that they could successfully get Evan to the room without more assistance. Besides, with every step towards that door, the more excited and aroused Harry and Draco got, knowing they were soon going to be inside of Evan's tight body again. And from the boy's current state – he wouldn't be putting up any sort of resistance.

Harry barely had to spare a thought for what he 'Required' the Room to provide for them, before he tugged open the door handle, and proceeded inside. This time, the room was almost bare, the exception being only one piece of furniture – a very large, comfy looking bed in the center, with red-colored sheets.

Ah… perfect!

Thanks for reading! Please review! So... What'd you think?! :3 Do we know where we're going next? XD Do you think Dumbledore's behavior might not be as bad as we thought, in light of Dumbledore's suspicions regarding either Voldemort not really being pregnant, or thinking that Voldemort is planning to use their unborn children for some Dark Spell/Potion? Were you surprised by Harry's and/or Draco's reactions to finding out that "Evan" is really "Voldemort's son" (supposedly). As most of you know, I always reply to reviews, usually shortly before I upload the next chapter. I look forward to hearing what you thought of this chapter!