Disclaimer: oh yes, i really do own harry potter. *rolls eyes* which is why i'm posting this on FANfiction.net and that i work at taco mayo making 5.15 an hour. yup, i so own them.
Summary: Lord Voldemort has decided gaining an heir would be a pretty good idea. So, he sends the son of his most loyal Death Eater to mate with a person equivilant to his powers. Too bad things don't go as he planned.
Pairings: minor Draco/Harry, mostly Ron/Draco
Warning: rated R for sexual themes and m-preg
______________Operation: Voldie's Heir - Prologue_________________
"Are you sure about this, My Lord?" Lucius Malfoy asked. The snake-like man narrowed his red eyes at him slightly before responding.
"Even I know the importance of continuing the family line, Malfoy." He hissed. "It will be nice to have such a strong bond on our side."
"I am not doubting your plan, My Lord." Lucius insisted. "I believe it is a wonderful idea. Just... Do you really think Draco is the best option?"
"Are you doubting my selections?"
"No, My Lord!" Lucius bowed slightly to prove his submission. "It's just... Draco is a male, sir."
"Honestly, Malfoy, and I thought you were a wizard!" Lord Voldemort laughed, though it sounded more like a hiss than anything. "There are charms to allow wizards to carry a child."
"Really?" Lucius' jaw drop, but he quickly recovered. "I mean, but My Lord, do you really think your choise of partner will agree to it?"
"I'm quite sure your son can be as charismatic as he needs to be." Lord Voldemort smirked.
"Very well, My Lord." Lucius took a deep breath before turning towards the door. "I will call him at once."
Draco Malfoy was rather at shock when the news of Lord Voldemort's plan reached his ears. And before he knew it, he was at the recieving end of the Dark Lords wand. The charm he cast was rather odd. Voldemort's voice spoke in such a low hiss that Draco was certain he spoke in Parsletongue. A cold shiver, followed by a burning heat in his lower abdomon was what followed. Then Voldemort sent him off to seduce and bed his worse nightmare - Harry James Potter.
______Note__________
LOL, thank you whoever it was (i'm terrible at names) that brought it to my attention that i accidently titled this Epilogue, instead of Prologue. Yea, aren't i brilliant? i'm living in the future people, it's all in the future. *twilight music*
Summary: Lord Voldemort has decided gaining an heir would be a pretty good idea. So, he sends the son of his most loyal Death Eater to mate with a person equivilant to his powers. Too bad things don't go as he planned.
Pairings: minor Draco/Harry, mostly Ron/Draco
Warning: rated R for sexual themes and m-preg
______________Operation: Voldie's Heir - Prologue_________________
"Are you sure about this, My Lord?" Lucius Malfoy asked. The snake-like man narrowed his red eyes at him slightly before responding.
"Even I know the importance of continuing the family line, Malfoy." He hissed. "It will be nice to have such a strong bond on our side."
"I am not doubting your plan, My Lord." Lucius insisted. "I believe it is a wonderful idea. Just... Do you really think Draco is the best option?"
"Are you doubting my selections?"
"No, My Lord!" Lucius bowed slightly to prove his submission. "It's just... Draco is a male, sir."
"Honestly, Malfoy, and I thought you were a wizard!" Lord Voldemort laughed, though it sounded more like a hiss than anything. "There are charms to allow wizards to carry a child."
"Really?" Lucius' jaw drop, but he quickly recovered. "I mean, but My Lord, do you really think your choise of partner will agree to it?"
"I'm quite sure your son can be as charismatic as he needs to be." Lord Voldemort smirked.
"Very well, My Lord." Lucius took a deep breath before turning towards the door. "I will call him at once."
Draco Malfoy was rather at shock when the news of Lord Voldemort's plan reached his ears. And before he knew it, he was at the recieving end of the Dark Lords wand. The charm he cast was rather odd. Voldemort's voice spoke in such a low hiss that Draco was certain he spoke in Parsletongue. A cold shiver, followed by a burning heat in his lower abdomon was what followed. Then Voldemort sent him off to seduce and bed his worse nightmare - Harry James Potter.
______Note__________
LOL, thank you whoever it was (i'm terrible at names) that brought it to my attention that i accidently titled this Epilogue, instead of Prologue. Yea, aren't i brilliant? i'm living in the future people, it's all in the future. *twilight music*