A/N: sorry for the late update. Life was treating me like poop a bit and school and stuff. This book already has a sequel as it's complete on my Wattpad account under XxTomarry underscore 15. It's called Fallen Angel: The End Of Them. But this book, nothing really happens.
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"Yes,Potter. Your parents' murderer! You're mated to your parents' bloody murderer!"snapped Voldemort, sitting up.
But Harry wouldn't let him go.
Harry chuckled. Of all the other people he could have been mated to, he got mated to the Dark Lord.
"What's so funny Potter? There is absolutely nothing funny about this! You probably hate me with a passion for taking away your parents!"shouted the Dark Lord,waving his arms around.
"I can actually understand why you did that. It was to protect yourself. I did hate you for killing my parents, but I do understand. How can you miss something you never had?"said Harry, cutting off the Dark Lord's rant.
Voldemort stared at him incredulously. After everything he did to the boy in front of him,he still has a heart for forgiveness?
"Why?"Voldemort asked.
"We were always fated to be together. And, to be quite honest I did have a crush on you back in second year when I saw your shade back in the Chamber Of Secrets..." blushed Harry.
Voldemort gave him a thin smile. "Thanks."
Harry got a sudden thought. "How did you get back your Tom Riddle body and how old are you physically?"Harry asked curiously.
"Severus brewed me a potion to restore me to my original form it gave me my 18 year old body and by the way,I seriously don't like Snake Face."said Voldemort, giving an involuntary shudder.
Harry laughed. "I thought that you always looked like that! Brilliant name by the way..."
"Hell no! I only ever used Snake Face when in battle. Only my followers have seen Tom. They are very faithful to me and would rather die before betraying me. Rather like a second family, y'know?"said Voldemort, smiling.
Harry laughed. "And here I thought that you were some insane psycho!"he joked.
Voldemort snorted derisively.
"What are you anyway?"asked Harry.
"Part Equal Vulpine, Part Equal Dark Veela.You?"
"Same."
"Okay, so you're the more dominant one? Figures. I'm a bit more vindictive than you."
Harry chuckled at that statement.
LEMON ALERT!!!!
He pushed the unsuspecting Dark Lord to lay him on his back on the long couch and straddled him.
Voldemort was starting to panic. "P-Potter, what the fuck is wrong with you?!"he squeaked.(He would later deny this, Dark Lords don't squeak!)
Harry looked Voldemort, his eyes filled with lust. His member was pressed against the Dark Lord's abdomen.
He smiled cheekily. "Just a little mate bonding, don't ya think?"his hot breath tickling the other's ear.
"Mmm... D-Don't Potter..." Voldemort moaned,his member straining against his silk pajama pants and underwear.
"You like that don't you? Admit it... listen to your creatures..."Harry whispered, licking the other male's delectable looking neck.
"Unnnn...S-Stop P-Potter..." Voldemort pleaded, his hips bucking.
"So beautiful...just say that you're mine, c'mon Tom. Say. It,"ordered Harry, his hands slipping under the other's shirt,popping it open. Voldemort shivered in both pleasure and from the warm heat from the fire touching his hairless and perfectly sculpted chest.
"I b-bow down to no one!" he groaned.
"Ah ah ah ,Tom! You've been a baaad boy! Just say it. You know you want to... just say that you're mine and I'll say that I am yours. Two words, Tom. Two words..."said Harry, as he sucked on Voldemort's perky pink nipple.
"Hunnnn... mph...unghhhh...f-fine! I-I'm y-yours, Harry. Forever!"Voldemort moaned out.
"I'm yours too, Tom. Til the end of time..."Harry panted. He devoured his mate's mouth and kissed him senseless.
He slipped off his mate's pajama pants and slid his hands under his mate's briefs.
Voldemort's member was dripping with precum. Harry stroked it and the other male moaned down his throat .
Voldemort arched his hips upward to gain more friction but Harry pushed him back down. He had stopped kissing him and said: "No, Tom-Tom. Patience is the key..."
Voldemort sighed in frustration. "Fine! Just move faster!"he demanded.
Harry chuckled. "Your wish is my command,"he said.
He bit down on Voldemort's shoulder and jerked him off faster.
"Huhhhnnn... H-Haarrry I-I'm g-gonna cum!"half-shrieked Voldemort.
Harry pulled down both their underwear til it pooled around their ankles along with their pajama pants. Not even two minutes later both Equals came.
With a quick 'Scorgify' there was no evidence of any nighttime activity that occurred there.
Voldemort's cheeks had a slight pink tint and he gave a dopey smile. Something he had never done before.
"Thanks, I really needed that..."he said awkwardly.
"Anytime."
"You do know that we have to get together in a week physically right? Otherwise, either of us can get really sick."
"Yup.Can I ask you a question?"
"Fire away."
"Is it alright if I bring my aunt and my friend over to live with us?"
Voldemort gave him a contemplative look. "As long as they can behave, the more, the merrier. I really don't mind. As long as they're willing to join the Dark."
"As long as you can explain your objectives, they will. I have friends who can be good potential recruits..."
"Get them to get here then I'm sold. I'll explain my objectives in person. Tell them that,"said the Dark Lord.
"Sure."
The room was starting to fade away they looked around.
Voldemort started talking quickly. "Listen, Harry, I'm about to wake up and so are you. Come to Riddle Manor in Little Hangleton on Friday and bring those recruits. Bye my serpent,"he said as they kissed each other for the last time til Friday.
Everything faded to black. Harry's Avada eyes shot open to another bright day in Diagon Alley. Then he remembered what he had on his agenda for today.
Thursday was going to be a long, long day.
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Thursday
Harry quietly slid out of bed, without disturbing the other two women in it. (I know how disturbing this sounds)
He went to his trunk, picked up his towel and other toiletries and headed towards the bathroom. He took off his clothes and stepped into the shower.
As the water ran down his body, his mind drifted towards the vision he had last night. He saw Lord Voldemort as Tom Riddle, a guy who was just as vulnerable as everyone else.
And Tom was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Tom under his body, driven wild with pleasure. Because of who? Him. Not anybody else. HIM!
He really wanted to get to know Tom better. If he really was this calm on a daily basis, it would be even better.
But how would the Death Eaters react to him? Would they Stun him or hug him? Only time would tell.
And he really needed to find time to send letters to Neville, Luna, Susan Bones and Padma Patil. They had been the only ones who had believed him about Cedric's death.
Even if his mate was the one behind it.
He finished his shower and wrapped his emerald green towel around his hips. He went over to the sink to brush his teeth. After that, he dried his hair and tied it up into a messy ponytail atop his head.
He reentered the bedroom to find both Hermione and Petunia awake.
"Hey Harry," they greeted.
"Hullo,"he greeted back.
Hermione looked up from her book she was reading and watched him get dressed into Muggle clothing. It was a navy plaid shirt with faded torn jeans.His shoes were black dragon hide ankle boots with thick soles. It kind of made him look like a lumberjack.
"Why are you staring at me?" Harry asked her, Avada eyes narrowed in confusion.
"Well...How'd it go?" Hermione asked.
"How'd what go?"Harry returned. He knew exactly what she wanted to know.
Hermione frowned at him. "Don't play dumb with me, Harry James Potter! You know exactly what I mean!"she snarked.
"Ohhh...you mean the vision I had of my mate?"he said in mock thoughtfulness.
"YES!"half-shouted the bushy-haired girl.
Petunia stopped reading her copy of a Witch Weekly magazine she bought the day before and stared at the brunette and raven haired duo's bickering. She smiled. They were quite entertaining to watch.
"Okay then. Just know that he's hot and loaded and you'll meet him on Friday,"chirped Harry. "Now if you could excuse me, I'm going to get some breakfast for myself!"
Hermione stared open-mouthed at her best friend as he glided out of the room.
"Cheeky bastard,"she grumbled as she got ready for the day herself. Petunia bursted our in giggles.
...
The Weasley family at the Burrow were having breakfast when Molly made the announcement.
She had stared around at the faces of her family at the table and her light brown eyes lingered longer on her two youngest children.
She cleared her throat.
"So today your Father,Bill, Charlie and I are going to be out for a few hours..."she began. The three other adult Weasleys tensed.
Ron Weasley frowned. "Waff? Eh ah oo ohing?"he asked his mouth filled with bacon and eggs.
The rest stared at him in disgust.
Molly pinched the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger in irritation. She closed her eyes and counted to ten.
"Ronald Bilius Weasley! How many times do I have to tell you to swallow your food before you speak? It's disgusting!"she scolded.
Ron shrugged.
"Where are you going, Mum? And why can't we come?"sniffed Ginny, setting down her fork.
"Because, dear,we're going to visit Fleur to have lunch with her and her family. We thought that you wouldn't like to come,"Molly lied with a smile.
Ron and Ginny looked horrified. "Good thinking too! I don't like that girl. Too stuck up!"said Ron. Ginny nodded her head in agreement.
Bill flushed beet red to the roots of his hair. "That is my fiancée you two are badmouthing!"he said angrily.
"So? It's true,"said Ginny staring at her fingernails.
Bill had enough. "I'm going to my room. Tell me when we're leaving!"he said before stalking off.
"Ginevra Molina Weasley! I didn't raise you to be so rude. When we come back, we are dealing with your punishment!" Arthur said as everyone else besides Ron stood up and cleared their plates.
"Yes, father,"she said sarcastically.
"Go to your room!"
"With pleasure."
...,...
Tom Riddle had woken up with a start.
The vision last night was...amazing. After so many years of waiting for his mate, he had finally found him.
But why did it have to be Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Wouldn't-Fucking-Die?!
Fate really loved messing up his life when he had finally gotten his sanity back.
He had to kill Harry, the prophecy said so! But he couldn't kill his mate, he'd be heartbroken! Maybe he should just avoid all together?
God, he was one messed up person.
At least he could see Harry tomorrow. Then there was a chance that they could continue Round 2 of the nighttime activities. He just hoped that Nagini, his snake, wouldn't barge in! It would be embarrassing!
Also, he wanted to know Harry better. He seemed like a nice person, if not a little bit too forward. Yes, Harry was his and nobody else's.
He just needed to get that through his Death Eaters' heads first.
...
Harry ,Petunia and Hermione were sitting in the living room of the Weasley Twins at 10:53am, anxiously waiting for the other Weasleys to arrive.
At 10:57, Fred and George came up for their break from their shop.
"They-"
"Still-"
"Not-"
"Here?" They asked.
"Nope. I really hope that they do come..."said Harry worriedly.
Just then, a loud knock rang in the hallway.
"Who-"
"Is-"
"It?"asked the twins.
"Mum,Dad,Bill and Charlie, boys!" Mrs Weasley's muffled came.
"It's unlocked!"yelled George.
The Weasleys entered, but luckily,no Ron or Ginny were in sight.
"Hello boys, Hermione! We've missed you!"greeted Molly.
The others did the same,but they still hadn't seen Harry and Petunia yet.
When they did see them, they froze. "Uh, hello there! What are your names?" Arthur asked politely,not knowing how to address the new people.
Harry and Petunia laughed.
"Oh my Merlin! You don't recognize me huh, Mr Weasley?"chuckled Harry.
"Vaguely. You two do look familiar though."
After composing themselves , they cleared their throats and Harry said:
"I'm Harry and this is my Aunt Petunia."
The rest of the Weasley clan looked flabbergasted.
George laughed. "Same thing happened to me,"he chuckled.
"Wait,but you simply cannot be Harry!"squeaked Mrs Weasley in surprise.
Harry gave a roguish grin. "Let's sit down and I'll explain,"he offered. Petunia and Hermione sat down on either side of him while the Weasleys sat across.
He began to tell them the story of how he got his creature inheritances, why he and Petunia escaped from Privet Drive,and what occurred in Gringotts.
"You said that there was something that concerns Albus,Ron and Ginny? Exactly what did they do?"asked Mr Weasley.
Harry scratched his head. "Weeell... I don't think I can say this..."Then he smirked, "Actually, I can! First off ,let's start with Dumbles. He had me placed at the Dursley home in the hopes of me getting abused, thus making me more malleable and willing to please him. He wanted me as a martyr for a fake prophecy-"
"Hold up! Fake prophecy?"asked Bill.
"Yes. The prophecy is a fake. He cast the Imperius Curse on Trelawney to make sure Severus heard to report it to his master that day in the Hogs Head pub. My parents needn't have died. Now I never got to grow up with them in my life because of him!"hissed Harry.
The Weasley family were silent at this. Sure, they had known about the fake prophecy , believing it to be true and who and where it had been said. But for Dumbledore to lie like that? He ruined a child's life for Merlin's sake!
"I have a feeling that you're not done just yet, Harry dear..."trailed off Mrs Weasley.
Harry grinned. "You're right,Mrs Weasley. And this is where it gets really juicy! Dumbles dearest, Ronniekins and Saint Ginevra have been stealing from my vault ever since Dumbledore made himself my Magical Guardian illegally . It believe me, Aunt Petunia has bore witness, I was livid when I found out. Your son has been paid 5000 galleons every month since September 1991! Your daughter since November 1992! They had set up Private Vaults for themselves, so that you wouldn't know. And Dumbledore has been taking 10000 galleons from me since 19 fucking 81!" Harry shouted, breaking down in tears.
Mrs Weasley immediately rushed over him and hugged him closer to her chest. She rubbed circles on his back to try and soothe him.
"Shh...it's okay, dear. I believe you. How could my own children do that to you?"she whispered to him.
"I don't know..."Harry sobbed.
"I have half a mind to disown the both of them! What they did was utterly despicable! And Dumbledore, taking a part in it!"said Arthur.
Harry's head shot up from Mrs Weasley's ample bosom.
"No, don't disown them! At least not yet...rather do it when their reputations have crashed and burned. No one will care for them after that..."he said,looking like the cat who got the canary.
Fred and George whooped. "That is simply brilliant Harry! How are you not a prankster like us?!"George exclaimed.
Harry looked smug. "You know me, I like to keep things under the wraps..."
Fred shook his head in laughter.
"Um, Harry, could you tell us the real prophecy please?"asked Bill tentatively.
"Sure." And then he began to say the prophecy. When done, the Weasleys were surprised.
"Who are the Dark Equals? I know You-Know-Who is one of them. Who's the other one?"asked Charlie.
"Me."
"Bloody Hell! You have enough power to destroy this world? Awesome!"said Bill.
Arthur gave his son a disapproving look. Bill stared back at him.
"What? I was just saying..."Bill trailed off.
The rest chuckled.
"Hey, um, guys? I have something to tell you. Please don't be mad?"asked Harry. His eyes were glued to his shoes,his cheeks flushed.
"Is it about your mate?!"asked Hermione eagerly.
"Yes. I figured that I rather tell you now, lest you hex him tomorrow..."Harry said nervously.
"Why would we do that?"asked Mrs Weasley.
"Because my mate is Lord Voldemort himself."
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