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Warning: Hmm, nothing bad really. I like the to keep the abuse on low level just to let you know, but I go all out on sexual stuff AKA Flirting, grouping, drooling over a good looking arse and half naked golden boy.

Please forgive me for anything misspelled!

Chapter 2

'Just smile and look nice, don't kill them, just smile and look nice, don't kill them' Voldemort thought over and over as he shook the horse faced woman's hand who had an extremely long neck and thin body. The dark lord wondered how she managed to have sex with the fat man without being crushed, but that image made him want to throw up the delicious breakfast he had eaten this morning, made by Snape himself if he might add.

"So Jason, what do you do for a living" Petunia asked nicely, but Voldemort could tell right away that his answer was important to weather or not the woman was going to let her family trust him by the look in the muggle womans eyes.

"I am a professor at the University in London, my father is the headmaster there" The dark lord informed the woman and sat down next to her on the couch in the living room. Vernon sat in the look-a-like chair across from him and the horse faced woman.

The first thing Voldemort noticed was that besides the room looking like his living room only different colors, was that their were no pictures of Harry on the wall or mantel. Only a whale of a boy was in the pictures, the boy looked a lot like the fat muggle man, so the dark lord presumed that was their son.

"That is were I want my son Dudley to go, I have nothing but good things about the university" Petunia said "My son is such a sweet heart you really should meet him, did you say your father was the headmaster?"

(A/N I really don't know if there is a University in London, or what London folk call the head of the school. I am guessing so please forgive my ignorance)

Jason (Voldemort) nodded making the horse faced woman smile even more and show off he teeth; the dark lord was barley aware what the muggle couple were talking about now. Harry, he finally gave in why call him Potter if he was going to be stuck with him for the rest of his life, walked into the house. His baggy clothes looked stuffy and his face was damp and glistened with sweat from the heat outside.

"Boy go wash up and make tea for our guest" Vernon barked at Harry who just nodded and walked off.

"I cannot wait for that boy to go back to school, he is so lazy and does nothing but eat and sleep" the muggle woman complained, her husband nodded and agreed.

"That is a shame to have to deal with him, may I ask where his parents are" Of coarse Voldemort knew the answer to the question, he had after all killed Lily and James Potter.

"They died in a car accident, only the boy survived." Vernon answered quickly then trying to change the topic he asked "So Jason do you have a wife or children, you do seem young to have children, but these days you never know."

"Yes that's right, the girl who lived down the street just had a baby and she is only 15! I must say her parents did not raise her properly, our Dudley has never even thought about touching a girl that way" Petunia said in a snotty tone that made the dark lord struggle to control himself.

"I am fortunate to say I don't have children, and I don not plan to have any until I meet that certain special one. You two should consider yourselves very lucky to have found each other, and have such a handsome son." He knew he was laying it on a bit thick, but the arrogant muggles seemed to glow at this comment. The man puffed out his chest and the woman high cheek bones turned a faint pink color.

"May I use your bathroom" Jason asked before the two could say anything, the need to throw up was becoming strong.

"Yes, of course. Upstairs and the second door the right" Petunia informed the wizard

"Thank you" Jason quickly got up and followed the directions to the bathroom. He was in such a rush to get into the bathroom he did not even notice the light that was under the door.

"Harry!" Jason cried in surprise when he opened the door and revealed the half naked Potter changing his dirty oversized shirt.

Harry held Voldemort gaze for a few seconds before looking down at the tile floor and blushing. He was most likely blushing because of the way 'Jason' looked at his body with an almost hungry look.

Harry was extremely thin for his size and age, but muscle from playing Quidditch was easy to see. His skin was bronze color from working out under the sun, not even the scars on his back or bruises could ruin how delicate he looked. His bright green eyes that were no longer hidden by glasses seem to become brighter. All and all the dark lord had to admit Harry had a HOT body, he had never looked at the golden boy like this before, but then again he never saw Harry without a shirt on.

"Umm, I am done" Harry mumbled and quickly pulled on his clean shirt. That was still 5 sizes to big and second hand.

"Oh, uh sorry for not knocking." Jason mumbled as Harry tried to get past him, but the dark lord in disguise as a muggle grabbed his arm gently. Harry flinched and looked up at Jason.

"You forgot your glasses" Voldemort informed him and grabbed the round frames off the counter and carefully placed them on Harry's face.

Harry could feel his breath hitch when Jason put on his glasses. Harry didn't know why but Jason was so familier yet not, he looked like someone Harry knew, but Harry could not place the person.

"Thanks" He whispered and continued to stair up in the hazel eyes with flecks of different colors in them. He was so lost in Jason's eyes he did not even notice the hand that softly touching his cheek until he felt fingers lightly brush over his lips.

He felt his cheeks burn but did not look away from Jason's eyes, not that he could if he wanted to. His mind was frantic. Harry knew this was wrong, not only was he under aged but Jason was a muggle, and he was the savoir of the wizard world not to mention a boy……But no one had ever touched him so gently and careful as if they were afraid he would shatter like glass.

"Harry" Jason whispered before leaning forward, Harry froze. His mind literally went blank; the only thing he could feel was the Jason's soft lips against his own for a brief yet sweet kiss.

Jason eyes snapped open and he quickly backed away from Harry releasing his arm. The older mans face seemed distressed, and Harry wanted nothing more to comfort him.

"I am so sorry Harry, please forgive me" Jason said quickly and looked down at the tile floor.

"Its ok, I kinda liked it" Harry told the older man whose head shot up, his hazel eyes were wide with surprise. Slowly a smile appeared on Jason's face that made the already bright bathroom seem to get brighter.

"Maybe we can hang out together sometime, like tomorrow maybe?" Jason suggested, and Harry nodded. Completing forgetting he had a list of chores that would take him from dawn to dusk to complete.

"Yeah I would like to do that"

Voldemort was extremely pleased, this was going too easy. He had the golden boy in one hand and his filthy muggle family eating out of the other.

At first he was unsure if he was being to forward my kissing Harry, after all they had just met. Well at least Jason had just met Harry. But as the boy said himself he liked it and tomorrow they were going to have a nice time together.

Jason hummed a happy tune, the only happy tune he knew, as he walked with Harry down the stairs; he smiled at Harry before going back into the living room with his curious relatives.

"Sorry it took me so long, I had to wait my turn to use the bathroom" He explained, and almost sighed with relief when the muggle faces loosened up and became relaxed again.

Lucky for the dark lord he did not have to meet Dudley, a.k.a. Whale child, and only had to answer a few simple yes and no questions. Other wise that Petunia and Vernon chatted making rude comments about things or people here and there. One thing he was not happy about though was how when Harry came in to give them tea, his uncle gave him the death glare. Not as intimidating as his own, but it still made Harry shake in fear and quickly rush off somewhere