Author's note:

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SLASH! If you don't like it, don't read it.

Oh! One more thing before I forget: I don't own anything just the plot and a few debts. Don't sue!

Chapter 07

Every year, the first night out of his uncle's house was always a time to be cherish, at least that's how Harry always felt. This year however everything seemed even better. The order was ready to pick him up under Dumbledore's orders, Ron just went and did it, he was out of that horrible place with his best friend turned boyfriend (Yes!) and nobody had yelled at him... at least yet. Ron went in the middle of the day, they had taken the Knight bus at broad day light (ok, it was very early in the morning and it was still pretty dark, but technically, it was day already) and nobody seemed to mind just as long as he was ok. Harry never had so many people showing that they cared so much about him before. It felt wonderful.

Harry was brought back to reality by the someone opening his bedroom door. He turned around and saw Ron standing in the doorway.

"Everywhere else is full. Do you mind sharing with me?" he asked smiling, Harry smiled two, those were some of the first words they had ever exchanged back in their first trip to Hogwarts. Ron came in and closed the door behind him.

"Are you sure this is ok, Ron? Your mom is just down the hall, doesn't she mind you dating me?"

"Why would she mind, Harry? She adores you, you know that." Ron seemed really confused with the question.

"Yes, but she also knows I'm a male as well. Doesn't she mind?"

"Oh! I see, It's not that we are dating that is worrying you. It's the fact that we are both boys"

"Well... yes. Isn't that a problem?"

"I keep forgetting you don't know that much about the wizarding world, Harry." Said Ron smiling again "Don't worry, nobody will mind" He saw Harry's look of disbelief "no, serious. It's not a big deal to wizards, most of us are bisexuals anyway"

"Really?"

"Sure, you see, when it comes to dating, the important thing to a wizard is to be magically compatible. Our magic chooses our partners, someone who will complete us and help our magic to evolve. You may, of course, became involved only with men or women if you want, but your magic will make no distinction of gender. Therefore... no problems with mom"

"Oh! Does this mean we are together for the rest of our lives?"

"Not really. I'm mean, we will always be friends, I hope, but our magic is still too unstable... we're too young to know how much power we really have and how our magic works, you know: healing, transfiguration, charms... we don't know our strong and weak points because our magic hasn't settle on anything yet. According to mom, as our magic changes our partners may change as well. There are a few spells to determine if a couple is compatible though, at least enough to get married, that's what purebloods use to arrange their children marriages. They get the intended couple in a..." Ron didn't look like he was going to stop talking anytime soon. Harry decided to take matters in to his own hands.

"Ron" he said grabbing the redhead's face in his hands and pulling him to a kiss "Shut up"

Ron did not hesitate in his response. He put his arms around the smaller boy's body and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. They stood there, exploring each other's mouth, shy hands slowly making their way down their bodies.

Harry mapped Ron's chest over his shirt, touching the large shoulders, muscles arms and chest, finding their way around Ron's waist to explore his back as well. At the same time he could feel Ron's hands on his back, pulling him closer while moving down until finally reaching his butt, where they grabbed his ass cheeks, bringing their erections together. Ron's powerful muscles started to move, rubbing Harry against his body and making both of them moan because of the friction.

"Oh, Harry, I want you so much" said Ron kissing him and making Harry's knee go weak. Ron let go of Harry moving backwards until he could sit on the bad "undress for me, love"

Harry felt himself blushing. He had been naked in front of Ron before, more than once they had taken showers at the same time, but he had never intended to get naked FOR Ron and Ron had never watched him like that before. Slowly, Harry undid the buttons of his shirt and let it fall of his shoulders, dropping it on the floor. He stepped out of his shoes, kicking them aside, his hands touching himself, finding their way to his belt and opening it.

Ron's eyes were glue on him, his hands grabbing the bed covers so hard his knuckles were white, as if he was trying to control himself not to touch Harry again while he as getting undressed. Harry suddenly realized how much power he had over Ron, he could see his mates eyes following his hands. Ron's tongue darting out to moisture his lips, his eyes darker than normal, his breath getting harder... it was intoxicating and Harry didn't feel all that shy anymore.

He slowly undid his belt, opened the button on his pants and undid the zipper halfway through, letting his hand slide inside his pants to run over his erection. Ron started moaning and rubbing himself in front of Harry. Harry didn't think he could get harder, but the site in front of him was doing the trick and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. Harry opened his pants and let then fall on the floor, stepping out of then as he made his way to Ron.

Ron, without taking his eyes out of Harry's body, started to take his cloches off too. They met in a violent kiss, falling back on the bed, exploring their naked bodies as they made their way to the centre of the mattress.

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Ok. You know the drill. If you want the uncensored version go to adultfanfiction . net. It's a fairly long scene.

Hey, no complaints - their house, their rules, we just obey.

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They entered the kitchen together only to find six pairs of eyes turning to them.

"So... Harry, Ron, did you sleep well?" asked one of the twins with a mischievous smile on his face. The one using a Weasley sweater with a large F on it... probably George.

"Yes, we were worried. We heard all sorts of noises coming from your room last night" added the other one with a matching smile and whose sweater had a large G... that one had to be Fred.

"Yeah! It sounded like someone was hurt" said the first one.

Ginny was giggling behind her goblet, Remus and Tonks were both staring at some spot in the ceiling and Hermione was bright red reading the same page on a book ever since they enter the kitchen.

"No, no one was hurt. We slept just fine. Didn't hear a thing. Did we love?" asked Ron sitting on a chair and pulling Harry in to his lap.

Mrs. Weasley chose that moment to enter the kitchen while checking the contents of her purse.

"Good morning, dears. Is everybody ready to leave? I told Arthur we would met him for lunch at noon at the Leaky Caldron and I still need to buy a few things before that. Ron, Harry, we do have enough chair, you know? Did you lads sleep well? You look tired"

"Oh, Gods!" said Harry hiding his face at Ron's neck in attempt to hide a severe blush as everybody else gave up pretending and started laughing out loud, leaving a very confused Mrs. Weasley looking around.

Chapter 08

The trip to the Diagon Alley was uneventful, they floo from the Grimmaud 12 strait in to the twins store, who had apparated just a minute before to set the fire. Mrs. Weasley left them at the store while she ran to do her shopping after they all promised to met her and Mr. Weasley at the Leaky Cauldron for Harry's birthday lunch and, let's face it, being inside that store before it was open to the general public was like having a childhood dream came true.

Harry, Ron, Ginny and even Tonks where stocking up for the whole year, no matter how many times Remus reminded Tonks that she wasn't going anywhere and that they could came back whenever she wanted, and Hermione kept telling the others that most of that stuff was prohibited at Hogwarts anyway and they were just wasting money.

The fact that Hermione was being her usual 'by-the-book" charming self didn't spoil their mood, that was just Hermione being Hermione. Remus told her to loosen up a bit before moving over to Tonks who was checking some innocent looking marble balls on a counter. Harry smiled to himself as he suddenly realised that those two were spending a lot of time together lately.

The twins came from the back of the store holding a large bag.

"Harry, dear..."

"... you know we always loved you like a brother..."

"...well, no the way Ron is loving you lately..."

"... but we love you anyway..."

Harry could feel his face blushing more and more.

Thank all the Gods the store was closed. Was the only thing that came to Harry's mind.

"... and since you manage to shag your way in to this family..."

"Fred!"

"George!"

"Boys!"

- Thank Gods the store is closed -

"...we would like to proudly present you..."

"... the Deluxe Weasley Bag of Fun..."

"... we hope you like it." They finished placing the bag at Harry's hand.

"Wow, Thank you" said Harry smiling from ear to ear.

"We added a few special products..." they said leaning closer and whispering.

"... from the adult part of the shop..."

"Do tell how do you like them" they added in sync.

Harry gulped looking down at the bag... " Oh, Gods!"

The ten of them were siting at a specially decorated room at the Leaky Cauldron and Harry couldn't remember a time when he was happier... well, in public anyway. The room was full of balloons enchanted to dance around the whole time and everybody was wearing silly party hats that shot serpentines every now and then.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gave him a set of Wizards Chess on Gryffindor's colours, Hermione had brought a defence against the dark arts book with incredible fighting techniques, Ginny gave him a box of chocolate frogs, Tonks gave him three books on the life and training of auros and Remus gave him a set of runes made of moon stone ("to guide you while I'm not there" – according to him).

Lunch was a noisy affair with everybody talking and laughing at the same time.

After lunch Mr. Weasley and the twins had to go back to work and the rest of then decide to have ice cream for desert. As they sat at the Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, Harry notice that he had forgotten the twins gift.

"Everything all right, love?" asked Ron.

"Sure, I'll just run back inside and get the bag" Harry answered giving Ron a pointed look.

"What bag..." Ron started but soon his eyes widened as he remembered "Yes, the bag, hurry back then, we'll save you a sit".

Harry quickly made his way back to the party room, hoping nobody when up there to clean and only to find the bag and the gods only knew what the twins had put in there. He climbed the stairs jumping two steps at the time and hurrying inside the room only to see it was still empty.

Harry found the bag at the corner where he had left it in order not to caught Mrs. Weasley's attention and hastily checked the contents to see if anything was missing. He heard the door closing behind him and smiled, Ron had come after him... his smile quickly vanished as he looked at the window in the wall in front of him and saw Ron sitting at the table outside.

"actio wand" said a voice behind him, Harry felt his wand flying out of his pocket and spun around trying to catch it before it was too late, he missed it.

"Harry, I'm afraid I just missed the party, but I hope is not to late to wish you a happy birthday" said a all too familiar voice in parceltongue from the door.

Harry quickly looked around measuring his options. "well, here I am, after all these years of training, facing Voldemort. Who happens to be standing on the only way out with three Death Eaters and my wand... way to go, Harry. Wonder what my tomb stone will say"

"Why don't we sit down and have a drink?" asked Voldemort.

"Excuse me?" Harry blinked, switching to parceltongue as well without noticing that invitation was not what he was expecting to hear. "Very smart answer Harry, way to go"

"A drink. Boy. Why don't we sit down and have a drink?" Voldemort repeated sitting at the table. Oddly enough he was smiling.

Harry sat down at the further chair from Voldemort. He was trying to be brave but he knew the others could see his hands shaking.

"I'm dead, I'm dead. He won't even make it fast, he'll torture me first... I have to get out of here. How? What can I do?"

The sound of a voice talking to him called his attention back.

"So, how is your birthday so far?" Voldemort was saying as if they had been friends all along.

"Fine, It has been fun" Harry was willing to talk all Voldemort wanted, maybe it would get him some time to work something up, maybe someone from downstairs would miss him and came looking for him... "oh! Gods! It would probably be Ron. I have to get out of there fast."

"Did you get a lot of gifts?"

"Yes. Quite a few"

"Really? And what did you get?"

"what the hell is he playing at?"

"Oh! This bag of tricks from the twins joke shop - " maybe there is something in here I can use... did they gave me any fireworks?" - a few books, a set of wizards chess, some chocolate frogs and a set of runes"

"That is not a lot" said Voldemort, but his tone was not ironic or aggressive. Harry was getting more and more worried, wondering when would the attack came.

"That is plenty, thank you very much"

"My, my. So aggressive" Voldemort made a gesture and the Death Eater behind him put a beautiful wooden box on the table.

" Ah! Here it comes" though Harry.

"I would like to give you something as well"

"Of course. Will it be the same thing you gave my parents or it is a new thing?"

Voldemort hesitated but didn't seem angry. he seemed... almost sad, Harry was even more at lost. "What is going on in here?"

"Let's not talk about the past today. Let's just talk about the present" said Voldemort opening the box. A black snake came from inside it. Voldemort continued with their dialogin parceltongue "This is Shadow, she is a very special creature, very dear to me. Her mother has been with me for years"

"Nagini" said Harry also in parceltongue before he could stop himself.

"Yes, our connection has served you well" Voldemort smiled "but as I said that is the past, the present however needs attention. As we speak a group of people very dear to you is sitting just below that window behind you eating ice cream..." Harry felt the hair on the back of his neck standing up "also, in the same store, there are 12 of my followers just waiting for my order to attack. Which bring us to your choice."

"What choice?"

"Accept my gift or they all die"

"What is your gift, then?" said Harry trying to stall the conversation as much as he could.

"Shadow is my gift"

"What?" Harry looked at the beautiful snake in front of him "So, instead of killing me yourself you want me to accept being bit by your snake and dying like a good boy?"

"Shadow's bite won't kill you, Harry. It will bind Shadow to you. I would never kill you in such a common manner"

"Oh, How rude of me to assume that. Let me rephrase that: So, instead of killing me you will just try to control me through some bond? Nice plan, won't work though. Dumbledore will figure it out as soon as he sees your gift. He is too good to be fooled by your pet"

Harry was hoping to infuriate Voldemort and forcing him to commit a mistake. They were talking in parceltongue the whole time, hopefully the Death Eaters would take a few seconds to react since they didn't understand what was being said. Voldemort laughed.

"Your confidence in the old fool in remarkable, but so you know, there is a lot he is not telling you, a mistake that I don't intend to make. And I can assure you that from my part is not a trick of any sort. The spell to bond the two of you together can only be accessed by someone from the same family. If we are not related as family I'll never be able to use it to see how your doing or where you're going. You see, it's not the same bond that we share right now because of that little ritual back in your forth year, that is a complete different matter"

Voldemort was happy with his game of words. He said the truth but manage to keep the key facts hidden from the boy, like them being family. He would find that out soon enough. He would tell him as soon as the boy grew fond of the snake, so he wouldn't try to break the bond, something that was possible in the early stages of it.

"and I should believe all you're saying and play along with it because I know for a fact that you are a very nice person who would never lie to me and that can always be trusted, right?"

"No" Voldemort was laughing even harder "by all means no. Although I never lied to you. You'll play along, as you say, because I can kill all your friends before they finish their desert and you don't have to believe me, but think about it. What reason do I have to lie? If I wanted I would bond you and Shadow together and do it in a way that you prevent you from ever saying a word to anybody... or I could simply bond you to me, making you my slave for the rest of your life. You are not in a position were you would be able to resist. Isn't it right?"

"All right. Let's do it" " and so dies Harry Potter" Harry knew for a fact he was done for, he just hoped it wouldn't hurt too much.

The snake crawled to him and climbed up his arm. Harry tried to stay still and show no fear, Voldemort seemed amused by it.

"Don't worry, master, It won't hurt and we'll be together forever" hissed the snake before biting him near his collarbone. Harry felt the poison burning in to him not to painfully for almost a minute before the world went black.

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Harry woke up with his head resting on the table and a soft hiss at his ear.

"Wake up, master, there are people outside the door" he heard Shadow.

"How long was I out?" asked Harry looking around. He was alone and the bag of tricks was by his feet.

"About five minutes" said Shadow hiding under his shirt as a cleaning lady walked in.

"Oh, I though the room was empty"

"It's alright" said Harry getting to his feet "what happen? How come I'm alive?" "I'm leaving"

Harry hurried outside and made an excuse of having to look for the bag to explain his delay. There was no need to get everybody worried until he knew exactly what had happened upstairs and the secrets Dumbledore was hiding but Voldemort was willing to tell.