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:

Pulling Harry across the room Lucius pushed him through the door which thankfully was enough to snap the teen out of his fear and sent him racing towards the staircase.

"Dippy" he yelled "We need to buy some time strengthen the wards with the other elfs but as soon as Harry and My lord are ready to leave drop them to let them out and allow the ministry in"

With a pop the little elf was gone leaving Lucius to pray that the others managed to get somewhere safe without the dark lord starting the war on his doorstep.

Turning he strode to his desk to send a quick owl off to Severus.

Chapter 9

Shuffling through the paperwork on his desk, Tom groaned, he was the most feared dark lord for goodness' sake why was he always having to fill in blasted paperwork. Wars were not cheap, he had to have special ingredients for potions that normally cost a fortune, bribes to keep the vampires, wolves and veela on his side and he kept receiving requests from his death eaters to help them afford to live while they and their families were in hiding. He really needed to get into Gringotts and get one of the goblins to start managing his finances, all of these numbers were giving him a headache.

Deciding to reach out to Griphook Tom had just put quill to parchment when pounding on his door had him scowling pulling his wand out to curse whoever dared disturb him in such a rude and forceful manner.

A flick of his wand had the Potter boy almost falling through the now open door.

"What" he hissed coldly moving towards the shaking boy wand pointed at his chest "Do you think you are doing?"

"The ministry is coming" Potter panted making the dark lord realize he had probably run down for Lucius rooms above his own.

"Is your room packed, Potter" he asked distractedly as he silently summoned his belongings into the chest that appeared next to his bed.

"Yes, I'll grab it" Potter said turning to leave but Tom stopped him

"Stay" he commanded flicking his wrist watching the door to see Potters trunk fly into the room, landing next to his. "Is there anything else you will need?" he asked as he shrunk his now full trunk and Potters placing them inside his robe's pockets.

At the shake of the others head, he quietly summoned a strong blast of pure magic to wipe the entire manor of his and the boys magic trace. He saw Potter shiver as the magic swept through the room surprising the dark lord that the boy could actually feel his magic. Tom stepped forward grabbing his upper arm "Hold on tight Potter. Dippy, Drop the wards"

As he felt the shiver of the wards dropping, he thought of his Manor apparating them away.

When they landed in his throne room, he stepped away from Potter dropping his arm. He wasn't prepared for the younger man to double over and empty his stomach onto the polished floor.

"Maisey" he called unable to hide the disgust in his voice "Clean this mess up"

He was about to address Potter as his elf waved away the mess when he noticed how pale the younger man had become. Which then had him lunging forward when he watched the other sway on his feet. Wrapping his arms around the very thin waist, he was just in time to see Potters eyes roll to the back of his head as he went limp in Toms arms.

Releasing a growl, Tom lifted Potter into his arms once again. "Maisy have the room next to mine ready by the time I get up there."

He may be annoyed to be babysitting the brat he wanted to kill once again but he felt a small amount of guilt. Apparation was hard on the body when you were well but when pregnant it wasn't advised. Obviously, he hadn't had a lot to do with pregnant people so of course in the haste of having to leave Malfoy manor so quickly, he had forgotten about Potters little problem.

Glad Maisy kept his manor in pristine condition Tom made his way to his personal wing knowing it wouldn't take the elf long to have the boy's room ready. Entering the room, he was pleased to see that not only had she turned down the bed, but she had also started the fire and had potions ready on the bed side table for when Potter woke.

As he placed the younger man onto the bed, removing his glasses and pulling the bedding up over him he said to the elf who was waiting quietly in the corner head bowed "Keep an eye on him. Come get me if he wakes or his health changes. I'll be in my office."

Tom sat at his desk first sending the letter to Gringotts that he had been about to write at Malfoy Manor before getting another elf to summon Pettigrew to him. When Pettigrew stumbled in bowing and stuttering, Tom didn't waste any time in grabbing the rat like man's arm using the mark there to summon Severus to his side. He knew that Lucius wouldn't be able to get to him anytime soon while dealing with the ministry but with Dumbledore likely to be occupied trying to figure out if it was Harry at Malfoy manor, he knew Severus would be free to come to him. As an afterthought he grabbed Pettigrew's arm again summoning Brahone to check on Potter and the brat's spawn.

Dismissing the rat from his sight he settled back in his chair waiting for the two men.

As Tom and Severus stood watching the healer check over the still unconscious boy, Tom was starting to regret using Brahone as Potters healer. He knew the look in the healer's eyes, it was a look the man often used when looking at him. At one time they had been lovers but since Tom's return, he hadn't felt the need to bed anyone, which hadn't stopped Brahone from trying to get back into the dark lord's bed.

Tom had to admit that what he was feeling when he saw the healer interact with Potter and how the night before he had Potter blushing so prettily was jealousy. He wasn't sure if he wanted Potter for himself, those confused feelings where something he would have to study long and hard, but he knew that he did not want Azyus Brahone to have him. The healer was amazing when it came to saving people and his bed side manner but when it came to sex he could be demanding, needy and from what Tom knew he always had to have it rough. The dark lord did not think that was what Potter needed right now after everything that he had already been through in the last few months.

Sighing, knowing that he couldn't warn the boy from the healer he knew that he was going to have to warn Brahone from the boy. He decided to bring Severus and Lucius into that conversation as he was sure that neither would want to run the risk of Brahone being too rough and risk hurting their unborn spawn.

Severus turned his head to take Tom in when he sighed with that annoying smug smirk on his face. The Dark lord wouldn't put it past the potions master to know exactly where his line of thoughts had been. He had always been able to hide behind a cold distance mask with everyone else but somehow Severus always saw through it.

Choosing to ignore the smug bastard next to him before he cursed him Tom turned his attention back to Brahone, having to stop himself from grabbing his wand as the healer was running his hand through the boy's hair. "Well, what is wrong with him?" Tom hissed feeling better when Brahone jumped pulling his hand away quickly sensing the dark lords darkening mood.

"He is fine my lord" Brahone said with a slight bow of his head "I do not recommend him using wizard travel to much or at all later in the pregnancy, but this is just from everything finally catching up to him. He was stressed when you both had to flee Malfoy manor, this is just his bodies way of saying he needs to be calm more." The healer reached into his pocket, placing a few vials of potions on the bed side table next to the pile Maisy had already left "He will feel extremely ill and weak when he wakes so he must take these, and he must eat dinner he will start to feel a lot better the more nutrients he has in him."

"Fine, Maisy will make sure it's done" Tom hissed his voice full of dismissal which thankfully the healer was smart enough to heed. He turned as the healer bowed his way out of the room making his own way towards the fireplace and chairs in the corner, knowing he would be sitting there till the boy woke no matter if his elf would watch over the boy.

Severus sat opposite him, watching him but he refused to give anything away to his over observant second. It was Severus who finally spoke first breaking the silence.

"Azyus is one of our best, however Lucius will not stand by and allow him to touch Potter while he is with child." Tom was thankful he wasn't the only one who had noticed Brahones behavior to the golden boy.

"Lucius has my permission to warn Brahone off the boy any way he sees fit" he said smirking knowing just how creative Lucius could be with his threats.

As Severus opened his mouth, likely to question his lord about his feelings he didn't know to explain that he had towards the boy they both turned as a pained whimper came from the bed.