Title: A Little Bit of Love

Rating: R

Pairing(s): HP/DM, LV/SS

Warning(s): slash, violence, language, angst

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. I own nothing here except for the plot.

Summary: The summer after fifth year finds Harry depressed. His godfather is dead, his relatives are being worse than usual, and the prophecy is weighing heavily on his mind. So when a shocking letter arrives at Privet Drive how does Harry cope?

Note: Not too major in the last chapter, but still there. I made Tom OOC and I should have noted that in the beginning. But he wont be changing too much.

Chapter Two

"Hungry?" Harry paused in his devouring of the chicken on his plate and looked up at Tom with a small blush. "Don't pause on my account. I don't mind." Harry swallowed his mouthful and smiled sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, I just haven't eaten in a while..." Tom nodded in understanding. Harry continued to eat, but at a slower pace. "So, are you going to tell me that story now?"

"If that's what you want." Harry nodded and sipped at his pumpkin juice. "Very well." Tom leaned back in his chair. "It started with my first year at Hogwarts. I was alone at the time, not having anyone to see me off at the station like the other kids. I was picked on a lot because of my small size and unusual talents."

"Parseltongue?" Tom nodded.

"Among other things. I was friendless until my sixth year, when Lily Evans started to talk to me. She was a third year at the time, and friends with James Potter-who hated me with a passion- and was a year above her with the other Marauders."

"I never knew mum was a year younger than them!" Harry exclaimed. Tom smiled.

"She was. And even as a third year she was very beautiful." Harry smiled. "She came to me to be tutored in Astronomy and we became friends almost instantly, much to the displeasure of James and the others. I would have been shunned by my own house, if she hadn't been a Ravenclaw."

"I never knew she was a Ravenclaw either."

"Yes, well, we hooked up while I was in my seventh year. We fell in love after I graduated, and continued to love each other until her own graduation. I would sneak into the school every so often...oh how I loved those days!" Harry smiled. "But then Dumbledore found out. He warded the school against me and forced Lily to live with James after she graduated. We met up once, and by some miracle you were conceived."

"Only once?"

"Only once. But then she was given a mind-altering potion, which made her hate me. Along with a glamour spell, she became unrecognizable. I had believed that Albus had killed her."

Harry was silent as he digested this information. Tom smiled sadly and motioned to a door across from them.

"Let's relocate to the Living room shall we?" Harry nodded and followed Tom out of the dining hall. Once they were situated on the plush couches, Tom continued.

"That Halloween night, I truly believed that she was another woman. Albus had put a charm on you as well, and I had no way of knowing."

"Dumbledore knew!"

"Yes. He also made up all of those stories about me. How I controlled the death eaters and made them torture and kill. While I do find it necessary at times…. I don't like to torture and kill the innocent. My death eaters do that on their own." Harry frowned. "The news of your parentage actually came to me through Severus."

"But I thought he was a spy!" Harry gasped and covered his mouth. "Oops.." Tom smiled.

"No worries, I knew since the beginning. But I truly believe I have turned him over to my side now. He provides me with information from Albus."

"How though?"

"Severus is my lover of two years." Harry gaped. Tom laughed and Harry's jaw snapped shut. "He overheard Albus talking about it to the werewolf."

"Remus! He knew too?"

"Not from what Severus heard. The werewolf sounded shocked, and more than a little angry."

"Oh."

"I did a little research and found it to be true." Harry went limp against the couch in shock. "I spent the past month preparing for you and hoping you would accept this."

"I have no reason to not accept it. But that doesn't mean I forgive you or trust you."

"I understand." Silence reigned. "I am willing to change for you Harry, even if that means giving up my title as Dark Lord."

"You may not have to." Harry said. "Just change your ways and allow me to help." Tom smiled and nodded.

"It is getting late. You want to turn in for the night?"

"Yeah." Tom stood and helped Harry up. "Tom? What would you have named me?"

"I'm not sure."

"Think on it tonight? I want to know..." Tom nodded in agreement and led Harry up to him rooms.

TBC