Welcome back to Sting and Love. Todays production may or may not include devious plots and revenge. Please be advised that this chapter may include feelings of lust between two men. No flames please. If you don't like m/m slash relationships, I apologize. Thank you.

I do not own.

Chapter 8

Harry sat in Voldemort's office, directly across the ash oak desk from the man himself. On the table before them sat a pensive which contained all of Harry's memories about the traitors. Harry reclined into his chair, and stared at the dark lord as he came out of his memories.

"Dumbledore will pay indeed, Potter. How do you wish to proceed?" He said, steepling his hands.

"Please call me Harry. As far as Dumblefuck knows, I am still his Golden Boy who does no wrong. What he doesn't know is that I am Lord Potter Black Merlin, and have taken control of my lordships. I have emptied his accounts, legally of course, in retribution for stealing from me. He is no longer a patron of Gringotts. The man is penniless, more or less. I plan to make him suffer a great deal more, and then I want him dead. I am also hoping to not return to Hogwarts. If I can arrange testing through the Ministry and finish my education early, I would prefer to stay here if that is amiable." Harry said.

Voldemort thought for a minute before responding. "I can agree to that. Preferably soon, as I would like to get Dumbledore out of the way."

"Agreed. I will contact the Ministry and arrange it."

"Good."

A week later, after taking his tests at the Ministry, Harry met with Voldemort again.

"I have passed all of my tests, and achieved an O in all of them." Harry said as he stepped into Voldemort's office, busy reading the parchment in his hand. As he looked up, he froze.

Voldemort no longer looked as if he were half snake and half man. He looked all man. Hair and everything. And what a sight it was. He had dark brown hair, slightly missed from running his hands through it. Wide shoulders and thick muscular arms, and a hard chest covered by a tight black shirt. Thick dark lashes framed his jade green eyes with blood red surrounding the pupil. Eyes that were looking directly at him.

Harry felt his stomach explode with butterflies, and his cheeks heat up. Fingers of heat trailed down his spine. Never had he felt anything like this before.

"Woah..." Harry's voice cracked and he cleared his throat, blushing harder. "I mean, uh, you look…" He searched for the right word. "Good." Are you kidding? Good? He looks delicious…

Voldemort's eyes shone with amusement. "Yes, well the potion I had Severus working on was finally complete this morning. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Harry snapped with embarrassment.

Raising his eyebrow, he smirked. "If you say so. Now, let us plan our revenge against Dumbledore."

It took the two men over 3 non-stop hours to figure out the logistics of their plan.

"Okay, I think that's it. Let's do it." Harry said, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

Voldemort threw on his black cloak and hollered "Wormtail!"

Harry tensed. The one person he hated the most. The betrayer. The rat.

Voldemort noticed his reaction, and raised an eyebrow as Wormtail skidded in the door.

Immediately the little rat fell to his knees before the dark lord. "Master, you called for me?" As he looked up, his eyes landed on Harry. "My Lord, you caught him! You are a great wizard my Lord!"

Voldemort looked at Harry with smouldering eyes. "Yes, it would seem I have caught him." He said in a low voice causing Harry to shiver.

Jade green and red eyes snapped back to Wormtail. "Give me your arm." He demanded.

"Yes my Lord." Wormtail offered up his left arm and bared the dark mark.

Voldemort pressed his wand to the mark and hissed :Morsmordre: causing Wormtail to whimper in pain. He held Harry's stare as he called his followers.

"Follow me, Harry" He said, and swept out the door.

They arrived in the meeting hall, and Voldemort sat in his throne. With a wave of his wand, he conjured another throne next to his own and motioned Harry to it.

Harry sat just as the Death Eaters began to arrive. Several cracks sounded through the hall. Every Death Eater was there, including Snape who looked at Harry with thinly veiled alarm. With a smirk, Harry nodded at the man.

Voldemort stood and began to speak. "My faithful. It is time to take Hogwarts! With our newest ally, we will bring the wizarding world to its knees."

Cheers rang through the hall. A voice rang out over the cacophony of noise. "But my Lord, thats Harry Potter!" Bellatrix yelled, wand pointed straight at him.

Voldemort's eyes narrowed. "Very good, Bellatrix. I'm glad you noticed."

Pure hatred flashed across the witches face as she hissed, "Bow down before your Lord and Master!"

Harry looked her dead in the eye. "No."

"You dare to defy your Lord? Insolent brat!" She screeched. With a violent flick of her wand, she shot a spell towards him.

Harry stood, and with one fluid movement, slashed his wand in front of him. The spell dissipated. "Furnunculus" Harry hissed in anger, and a violent red light hit Bellatrix on the right side of her face.

Bellatrix screamed in pain as boils covered the side of her face. She dropped her wand as her hands flew to her face. She turned to the dark lord. "My Lord! Please!"

"You dare to fire a curse at your Lord, Bellatrix?" The dark lord hissed.

"My Lord, I would never curse you!" She cried out.

"Bellatrix, the only reason you are still alive is because I need you on this raid." He said slowly. He turned to the mass of silent crowd. "Harry Potter is my ally, and you will treat him as you do me. Any who dare to attempt to hurt him will pay."

"It is time to go to Hogwarts, my faithful, and take back what is rightfully ours. The wizarding world will bend their knee before me, and we will rein supreme!" the dark lord yelled, and with a crack, he apparated away.

To be continued…

Please review. Thank you. Also, this story will be coming to an end here soon. I know this has been very fast paced, and it is that way for a reason. The relationship between Voldemort and Harry will progress in the next chapter or so.