Disclaimer- I do not own the rights to Harry Potter.

Warnings- This is a M/M story. Mention of underage but blink and you will miss it, mentions of rape, some slashy lemony fluff. GreyHarry. Some light bashing. Yes this is an age gap story with harry being the age of consent but please feel free not to read if you do not like any of the above.

I may add more to the above warnings as the story goes on

I do not have a plan for this story. It is literally just coming to me as I write, feel free to let me know any ideas/comments/requests.

Previously: "There's an old enchantment on the tunnel that makes it seem a lot sorter then it actually is, in all honesty I don't 100 percent understand how it works." Snape said turning to face Harry "and no matter what you think I have always cared what happened to you, yes I have shown it in a very strange way but I don't hate you. you annoy me but I don't hate you and what happened to you, no one should ever have to go through that. I also respect the fact that instead of jumping to conclusions you obviously thought this whole situation through and came to me for help."

Harry couldn't help himself and if anyone asked, he would explain it on the hormones, he threw himself onto his once most hated teacher and hugged him tight.

"Yes, yes Potter we really do have to go. Hold on tight and I will apparate us both to the manor." Harry felt the familiar tug as the world dissolved around him before rebuilding into a beautiful grand marble foyer.

CHAPTER 2

Tom was barley listening to the whining of his second in command. Contrary to popular belief the dark lord did have friends, yes, they respected him and had the right amount of fear of him but there was a few that he allowed himself to relax around. Which in times like this when Lucius was nonstop whining about his long-term lover, Severus never being available to see him during the week he regretted allowing himself to have friends. While pretending to listen to the other man he reminisced on how peaceful his life had once been when he was just the feared crazy dark lord, maybe if he sent a curse at the blond he would stop talking and leave Tom in peace to enjoy his tea.

He was pulled from his thoughts and Lucius was finally silenced as they felt the wards shiver at a new arrival. Tom shared a quick glance with the other man before apparating to the receiving foyer, having been keyed into the wards to be allowed the same access around the manor as the Lord Malfoy.

Pulling his wand from his robes, his hand twitched about to return it to his pocket when he realized Severus was not alone. No, his potion master was holding on to a concerned looking Potter and if Tom was not mistaken Severus was trying to push the younger man behind him.

"What" he said, his voice low fury bubbling inside of him "do you think you are doing trying to hide Potter behind you? Did you think I would not be here, were you not bringing him here as a present to me?" Tom had been trying to get the potion master to bring him the boy since his body had been restored 3 years before.

"My lord please listen; I would not have shown up without sending an owl ahead if I had known you were here but I still would have brought Harry."

It was Severus use of Potters first name that stopped the curse on his tongue.

"Fine explain quickly and Severus this better be good or you will meet the same fate as Mr Potter" the tip of his wand flashed green, and Tom was happy to see the way Severus swallowed nervously at the very real threat.

"It would be easier if you watched his memories my lord" he said with a bow of his head "Lucius you should watch them too seeing as they involve you."

Tom heard the sharp intake of the blond's breath at his lover's words but turned his attention back to the younger man who had shyly stepped out from behind the potion master.

Tom, still being furious forced his way into the young man's mind not taking care when ripping down the boys shields, he hadn't been able to completely get down before Tom had entered. What he saw made him regret his decisions to enter Potter's mind so painfully. Tom over the years had been accused of many terrible things most, well pretty much all of them he had actually done but the one thing he had never and would never do is take another against their will so watching Potter's memories made him feel something other than fury and hatred to the younger man. He felt sorry for him and he even felt something like care towards the boy. Tom knew straight away that the man doing the cruel things to Harry was definitely not the Malfoy who was next to him. The Lucius in the memory had an air of fake confidence about him and Tom could tell that a lot of what was said and done was forced. However, who could it have been and why would they want to do such a thing to the golden boy.

When another memory replaced the first of a bit of parchment stating Lucius to be the father and Potter to be the bearer of a child, Tom slowly and carefully removed himself from Potter's mind trying for the first time not to cause the boy anymore pain.

Summoning a piece of parchment, Tom stepped forward holding it out to the younger man, he did not miss the way Severus flinched at his approach. "Place a drop of your blood onto the parchment, Potter" he directed. He believed the memory to be real as only a handful of people were talented and strong enough to fabricate their memories but as Severus was one of those few and he was sticking up for the Potter boy, Tom needed to see the proof for himself. Potter looked him in the eye as he pointed his wand at his palm and whispered a simple cutting spell. Tom watched as a drop of the younger mans blood fell to the parchment before the parchment was offered back to him. Waving his wand over the parchment in a simple pregnancy spell, Tom simply nodded when the words on his parchment matched the one of Potters memories.

He passed the results to Lucius who after reading had to steady himself against the white marble that stood center in the room. Realizing that Lucius probably needed to sit down, Tom turned and walked back down the hallway to where his office in Malfoy manor was. He did not bother to see if they would follow, knowing that they would in fear for their lives.

Retaking his seat and conjuring up a two-seater couch in front of the fire he sighed eyeing his now cold tea. All he wanted to do was enjoy his tea.

Lucius must have known where his thoughts had gone as his shaky voice said from the doorway "Dippy, bring more tea and two more cups for our guests" before he flopped opposite Tom in a very ungraceful, undignified unmalfoy way.

Looking up, Tom watched as Severus and Potter cautiously took the conjured-up couch between his own and Lucius.

As Tom finally sipped his fresh cup of tea, his mind was spinning. He knew that Dumbledore was not a good man, but to do something so evil it made Tom look like what the muggles called a saint. For once he was speechless but before he found something, anything to say Harry spoke up.

"Mr Malfoy" Tom could hear how small Harry's voice was as he got Lucius attentions. "I went to Professor Snape because I don't believe th…that man was you and I hoped that Snape would be able to confirm that." Harry leant across the gap between his and the older Malfoys chair grabbing the very pale shaking hand "I want to keep this child, Mr Malfoy. However, you can have as much or as little to do with it, with us as you want." Tom could not help the wave of respect he felt for the younger male not many his age would be so levelheaded and caring of another in a situation like this "I don't have to tell anyone its yours. I understand how weird this all is." The boy finished sadly.

Before Lucius could say anything, Tom felt the wards shiver just as the fireplace flared to life. This time he was not concerned as it could only be one person with access to the wards around that fireplace. Just as Tom anticipated the young Malfoy heir step out glancing around the room, freezing when his eyes fell on Potter kneeling in front of his father still holding the clearly shaken elder man's hand.

"My lord" Draco addressed Tom, bowing nervously. Tom smirked at how uncomfortable the blond boy was as his eyes flicked between Potter and himself. Tom was happy to allow the boy to suffer but Severus, much to tom's disappointment put his mind at ease. "Our lord hasn't killed Harry yet so as far as I can tell he is ok with our presence for now."

"Ok" Draco said with another glance towards his lord "I came to let you know the whole castle are searching for you and Harry, apparently weasel and the mudblood went looking for him after he didn't return after a few hours, but I see Harry has already informed you about my future favorite sibling."

"So, you were aware of this." Tom asked eyebrow raised, since when had Draco been close enough to Potter to know about the baby.

"My lord, Voldemort, sir whatever you wish for me to call you, please don't send me back there, whoever did this if they find out about the baby, they will kill it." Tom met Harrys pleading green eyes.

Staring into the boy's eyes Tom searched them for any hint of rebellion but when he could not find anything in those green depths, he merely tilted his head in acknowledgement before turning to the potion master who was now standing next to the Malfoy heir, comforting hand resting on his shoulder.

"Severus you are to go back, tell them something of the truth. Say that Potter had gone to Draco for comfort after the attack and that Draco had brought Potter here to confront his father, not realizing that I was here. Tell them I have taken Potter prisoner and I am yet to decide what to do with him but that the death eaters are partying about this victory."

To Toms amazement Potter stepped forward to wrap his arms around the blond boy and then turned to do the same to the potion master, who only stiffened slightly.

"My lord" both men said before bowing and leaving the room through the fire.