** Parings - Harry Potter x Voldemort/Tom

Summary: Voldemort discovers that Harry is his seventh Horcrux. Now what will he do to get Harry on his side during the war. –This takes place during the final battle in the seventh book- Harry x Voldemort / Tom

I do apologize for this chapter coming out so late. I have found myself very busy this summer. But thanks for waiting for me and being patient!

I will say for those who haven't seen yet; I will updating now every 2 weeks.

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"Normal talk"
Parseltongue
'thoughts'
"Emphasis"
'mental speech'
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Professor McGonagall made her way to the Astronomy Tower where Harry sat, looking out at the full moon.

"Harry." She called to him. He motioned for her to come over.

"He's been too quiet Professor." Harry said, not taking his eyes from the moon, remembering being with Sirius.

"It's Headmistress now Harry." She looked at the moon as well. "We're moving you to a safe house, one only Dumbledore and I knew of."

Harry thought for a moment. This could be his chance to find a way to kill himself. Fiends Fire was too risky, the sword was missing, and the Basilisk's fangs were no longer poisonous.

"When do I leave?" He asked his eyes not moving from the moon.

"Tonight, your things are with Hermione." She placed a hand on his shoulder. "You get done what needs to be done Harry. You need any help don't hesitate to contact us."

"Despite what I want to say headmistress, going to a safe house may be smart for now." She smiled as the words left his mouth.
…..

A week had passed since the battle. And the preparations were complete. As soon as Potter was his there will no way for him to escape… well eventually he would, but by then he will never want to leave.

A huge part of Voldemort was angered by this, how badly he wanted the boy to die. However the part of him that was still, and always will be, Tom Riddle, was for some reason overjoyed by this. Something about the boy always reminded Tom of himself, and from what he has seen of the boys mind, there wasn't much different between the two.

Tom leaned back in the red clothed chair. Here, in this place he was Tom Riddle. None know of his glamour, except for Belatrix. She has earned the privilege. He did not trust her, but knew she would never dare betray him. Hence the reason he allows her so close, not too close, but close enough. She was one of the few who went to Azkaban for him, and one that has never betrayed.

Now that everything was ready, he ever so gently opened the connection… and quickly found him.
…..

The house was way out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by dense woods. The only way there was aparating.

A dense fog of powerful magic appeared when Harry went into the house. This first night he was to be here. Hermione and Ron told him they planned to lead the death eaters to the other side of the world. Where that was he had no clue. At least Hermione left him his stuff.

A burning sensation hit his scar, but only for a moment before it disappeared. 'Great, is Voldemort that angry?'

As if on cue, the familiar voice rang through Harry's mind. 'He's found me~' the voice purred.

'That's impossible.' Harry replied to the "other" him.

'Oh, but it is. Even you have sensed the connection grow stronger, and don't deny it'

Harry knew this to be true. He has felt a closer stronger connection with Tom, but like hell he'd ever admit it.

'If it's stronger then why have I not been able to see into his mind and feel his feelings?'

'Don't act dumb. You know he is blocking me.'

'Me?'

'We're the same… sooner or later you'll have no choice but to accept that fact.'

'Well then I guess it'll be much later.'


The night quickly came. The only sound heard were the cicadas singing their nightly songs. Their lullaby putting Harry into a deep sleep, a little magic helping as well.
…

He walked, barefoot, towards the small cottage. The barriers easily bend to his will. Keeping quiet he entered the cottage. Very Gryffindor it was. 'Disgusting.' He thought to himself.

It didn't take long to find the room he wanted. Opening the door he smiled at the scene before him.
…

"What?!" McGonagall has never been more shocked.

"He wasn't there… there's only one place he could be…" Hermione was dreading the realization. If only she was faster getting there… maybe this wouldn't have happened.

"We have to go get him!"

"It'd be suicide Ronald." McGonagall told him, she also wanted to go get him but it would be suicide.

Draco entered the Headmaster's office. "What happened?!"

Hermione and Ron were surprised to see him here, but knew him and Harry were no longer enemies.

"Harry's been kidnapped."
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