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Harry had never thought he'd see the day when he would get bored of reading. He massaged his throbbing temples as he stared at the open book in front of him. The words seemed to blur together. Voldemort had grinned evilly when he had pointed to the chair and the table and told him which books he would need to study. Theory of spellcasting had only been able to hold his attention for the first two hours. Harry blinked rapidly and pressed his forehead onto the book, as if that could imprint it in his memory. He groaned and glanced at the pocket watch. He'd been studying for the past four hours. He stole a glance at Voldemort, who was seated in front of the fireplace, deeply engrossed in a book. He leaned back in the chair and glanced at the ceiling before forcing his gaze back down to the book. Stifling a yawn, he rubbed his bleary eyes. His thoughts became groggy and incoherent. Voldemort's voice forced him to straighten up,
"Are you done, Harry?"
Harry shook his head and murmured,
"No."
He heard the unmistakeable rustle of robes and knew that Voldemort had risen to his feet,
"You have been at it for the past four hours. What seems to be the problem? I thought you enjoyed reading."
Harry closed the book and rested his elbows on the table before burying his face in his hands,
"I do enjoy it. But…this is just..."
Harry could hear the smirk in Voldemort's voice when he spoke,
"Unexciting?"
He nodded,
"Well, you must read. Knowledge is power, Harry. You cannot learn everything by practice alone."
He nodded again and spoke,
"I'll get right back to it now."
He sat up straight and was about to open the book when Voldemort put a hand on it and effectively stopped him,
"Perhaps some fresh air and a meal would do you good. Why don't you go and take a walk?"
Harry looked at the pocket watch and realized that there were still two hours before dawn. He instantly brightened up when he imagined telling Bella about what he had learned today,
"Thank you, Sir."
He slipped the pocket watch in his pocket and rose to his feet,
"How soon do you want me back, Sir?"
Voldemort held his chin and spoke softly,
"Take the books with you. Have something to eat, get some rest and study when you feel like it. I expect you back here tomorrow night."
Harry picked up the books and held them close to his chest,
"Thank you for agreeing to teach me."
Voldemort smiled softly and it looked beautiful. He hadn't noticed the colour of his eyes. Harry debated whether to tell him or not. He decided against it and figured that he would notice it himself when he would look in the mirror. Voldemort snapped his fingers and Harry blinked,
"What were you thinking?"
Harry shook his head and spoke,
"Nothing. I'll see you tomorrow night."
He had turned to leave when he felt Voldemort's fingers wrap around his upperams. Harry stiffened as Voldemort whispered into his ear,
"Stay, Harry."
He stood still and forced the words out as his breath constricted in his throat and his body burned up with unwanted desire,
"I can't…I can't give you what you want…"
Voldemort pulled him back against his chest and his warm breath tickled his cheek as he murmured,
"What do I want?"
Harry's eyelids dropped as he unwillingly leaned into Voldemort's embrace,
"Me…my body…"
Voldemort hummed with delight as his fingers tightened on his arms. Harry felt breathless and dizzy with want,
"You want it too. Admit it. Admit that you feel it too."
He shivered involuntarily as he felt the cold scales slide over his neck. He couldn't stop himself from trembling as the smooth muscular body wrapped around his throat. For one insane moment, he wanted more…he wanted the snake to squeeze tighter, his head tipped back as he felt the snake's forked tongue lick his chin and Voldemort trail kisses down his exposed throat. The snake squeezed tighter and that brought reality crashing over him like a tidal wave. It took Harry everything he had in him to groan out,
"No…"
The scales retreated as Voldemort released him. At some point, he had dropped the books. He bent down and picked them up before walking away as fast as he could. Once outside in the hallway, he rested his back against the stone wall and drew in several breaths. His body went boneless and he slid to the floor as he pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself. It took him a moment to get himself back under control. Voldemort could have forced him. He could have gone on even when he had said no but he hadn't. Voldemort respected his wishes, wanted his consent. How much longer was he going to deny that he felt what Voldemort felt? He sighed and rose to his feet. He was wasting time. He needed Bella's arms…needed her to make him feel better.
He rushed down the stairs that led to the blood cellar and walked straight past the cage towards the doorway that led to the white tiled room. He found Bella reclining on one of the white leather couch with her fangs buried deep into an oddly healthy-looking inmate. Bella retracted her fangs at the sight of him and shoved the inmate away as a bright smile played across her lips. The inmate was instantly grabbed by another death eater and Harry flopped down in Bella's lap. Bella's smile instantly turned into a frown and she wrapped her arms around him,
"You don't look happy."
Harry shook his head and leaned back into her warmth as his body relaxed,
"I'm happy. Just a bit tired."
Bella kissed his cheek and spoke against his skin,
"You should know by now that you can't lie to me."
Harry sighed and stared at the ceiling as the scent of blood overwhelmed his senses,
"Where should I start?"
Bella kissed his temple and spoke,
"I want to know everything."
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