Me no owney Harry Potter. I do own all of the vampires mentioned though.

This took awhile because I am working on a request that I might post as a separate one-shot because I am not sure I want to raise the rating of this. I also have about 5,500 words of Ch. 47 of What We Don't Know done. Serenity just threw her lip balm at poor Remus's head... (I am not kidding). So, yeah. Still taking requests. Enjoy.

Oh right, I almost forgot

Thoughts (Yes, I know I normally put thoughts in apostrophes, I was feeling lazy when I typed this :-P)

Stupid Hormones

He wasn't sure what he was doing here. Just wandering around one of the most dangerous forests in Italy… Maybe he could find some allies here because it is the rumored location of the powerful Lamia clan…?

Tom Marvolo Riddle was extremely confused currently. Dumbledore—how he hated that man—had unwittingly cut his age in half. The once fifty-year-old Dark Lord was now a twenty-five-year old. He didn't know how to tell his followers; should he even tell them?

The man now known as Lord Voldemort whipped his wand out when he heard a rustling. He carefully pushed aside the bushes tarnishing his view to see it was just a deer. It stared at him in fear before running off at a breakneck speed. Calm down, Marvolo, it's not like a vampire is suddenly going to pounce on you or something… he thought.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he ran right into someone. His eyes widened when a beautiful—stupid twenty-five-year-old hormones—vampire looked at him with a scowl. "First you scare off my prey, and then you run into me? Where are your manners?" She held out a grudging hand and pulled him back up.

"I have better things to do than chat with some airhead," Voldemort snidely responded.

The vampire continued to scowl. Suddenly, she sniffed the air and tilted her head to the side. "You're a Dark Lord or at least a really powerful dark wizard. You reek of Black Magic. Most of the dark wizards are marked by Lord Moldymort or something like that though… Unless… Uh, I hope I didn't screw your name up?" she innocently asked at the end with a sheepish smile.

Voldemort scowled deeply and pointed his wand at the vampire. "Who are you?" he demanded.

"Dawn Lamia, why?"

Only the two most powerful families within the Lamia clan were allowed to carry the name Lamia… Voldemort would have to be careful now. "Are you a Lamia vampire?"

"Maybe… I might be a three-headed goat-penguin hybrid though!"

Only a vampire could be glaring to chirping at the same person within a span of only a few minutes. Why did one of the most powerful species have to be so emotionally unstable?

"Will you please be so kind to take me to your clan leader?"

She bit her lip and said, "I don't know… Uncle Jerry seemed adamant on staying neutral… I guess if you really wanna bug him. Ow! Stupid fangs, bloody fifth time this week." Tom didn't know what it was about her that he found so irresistible… Her accent was a mix between Italian and English, her hair was a little frayed from her hunting, her clothes were simple and a mess, yet he found her so beautiful like that.

"Ahem."

"Oh, right. Just follow me. Try to keep up. What are you sixty?"

"Twenty-five," he grounded out before he realized his slip. Oops…

"You really shouldn't cheat Father Time's doings." She jumped into a tree with ease. The Dark Lord sighed. It was going to be a rough trip…

Tom plucked a twig out of his hair with disgust. At least he made it the village of the Lamia… This Dawn lass was following him to the leader's home for some reason. Halfway to her village, the vampire sniffed the air more deeply this time, gave a delighted gasp, and suddenly turned her vivid eyes to him. She had this oddly dreamy look on her face. If he didn't know more about vampire culture, he would've sworn she had a crush on him.

The young Lamia opened the door for him and actually winked at him! What in Merlin's name was going on?!? She skipped ahead of him and unabashedly threw a door open. "Dawn, niece, what have I told you about knocking?" a deep voice asked with a small amount of exasperation.

"Sorry, Uncle, but that one Dark Lord wanted to talk to you and-." He couldn't hear the rest because it sounded like the young lass had started to whisper.

"Are you certain? Hm… Come in."

Tom hesitantly opened the door to see the Dawn girl bouncing on her heels staring at him intensely. An elderly vampire was seated at the desk. The older vampire gestured towards the chair and turned back to the younger one. "Dear, go tell my sister the good news, okay?"

"Okay, Uncle Jerry!" she chirped and ran off.

The king of the Lamiae gave Tom a stern look and firmly asked, "What are your intentions for my niece?"

"King Jeremiah, may I ask with utmost respect what you are talking about?"

"Ah, Dawn didn't tell you… Why am I not surprised…? You're her mate."

"…what?!?"

The king's eyes flickered red; Tom was worried. He just found out that the king's niece found out that he was her mate. Maybe the king will consider an alliance if he agrees to marry her…? "Dawn has been through so much recently, and if you do one thing to harm her again I will make sure you spend the rest of your life as her pet," King Jeremiah suddenly growled out.

"What happened…?" Voldemort asked, fearing the worse. He thought he had a right to know; it would be cruel to make him go through this without him knowing what was going on.

The king sighed and said quietly, "You see, Dawn did the impossible and fell for someone that wasn't her mate, another vampire who loved her in return from one of the German clans. Neither had found their mates yet at the time… We're not sure how because she won't tell us, but she became pregnant with the other vampire's child. He was recently slain and left her with their four-year-old son, Leon Felix Lamia."

The door opened and the Dawn girl returned with a young boy in her arms who Tom assumed was her son. A slightly older female vampire followed her. "Dawn, my darling niece, maybe you should have told him first and not make me explain?"

"Why? You did it for me! Besides, Leon was crying for me," Dawn chirped.

"How old are you?" Tom suddenly asked.

"Twenty-seven," she stated easily. She looks like she's in her late teens, not her late twenties, though that did explain how she had a four-year-old… Voldemort was more than a little surprised when she sat the boy on the ground gently and plopped down on his lap. His stupid hormones didn't let him protest when his lips were viciously attacked by a stunning vampire. "You're so handsome," she purred seductively.

"Mommy, yucky!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, Leon." She reached over and ruffled his hair lovingly. Tom could see the twinge of sadness in her eyes though whenever she looked at her own son. He didn't really resemble her that much… Maybe she was getting painful memories of her former husband, love, whatever? Sweet Merlin, a widow is trying to seduce me! he thought.

"What are you planning to do?" the other female vampire growled. "If you hurt my daughter…" Of course, the overprotective mother…

"I already made his position clear, sister," the king growled. Both of them were staring at him in a way that told Tom that he was probably going to be stuck with this maniac.

Her lip stuck out and she wailed with hurt, "He thinks I'm a maniac!" Tom thought quickly for a way to add humor to this.

"I came here for an alliance, not a lover. Currently, all of you look like maniacs except the little one."

"Too bad," the elders growled at the same time.

Tom definitely had no choice in whether he married her or not… "What am I supposed to do? She'll need to come with me because I can't stay here."

"Yes, I hear trying to take over the world is rather strenuous," the king sarcastically stated.

"I for one think it's sexy!" Dawn chirped. At least he's being stuck with a beautiful vampire. Some vampires… bleh, he didn't want to think about it. "Does that mean I should pack…?"

Her mother scowled and muttered, "Fine… What about Leon?"

"Can you please look after him, Mamma? Pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssse? I'll visit him at least twice a month or something like that. Please…? Pretty please…?"

"Fine, it would be better for him to grow up around his clan."

Voldemort just blinked a few times when she jumped off him, hugged her family members, and ran out of the room with him in tow. "Dawn, I need to talk to him!" King Jeremiah yelled. She pouted but let go.

Tom almost gulped when he was alone with the king who was obviously protective of his niece. "You may be wondering why I am so protective. You see, my mate has some odd disease that makes it hard for her to bear children. If I don't conceive an heir before my 100th birthday, Dawn will have to take the throne as queen according to our laws. I prefer to stay neutral, but if you have a surviving heir that makes it to his or her teenaged years and is willing to succeed you, we will ally with you. I suggest you be careful and not get yourself killed because I would have to destroy all of your followers for the death of my heiress. You are her mate, and if you die, so does she. If you even come near death, I will have you turned and steps will be taken to insure my darling niece's safety. Unless, of course, I do conceive an heir… Then, the punishments wouldn't be so harsh."

Tom jolted when something pounced on him from behind. "I'm almost ready, I just have to say goodbye to my son and all…"

"You can take him with you if you want," Tom offered. He just really wanted to get on the king's good side. Tom had the opportunity to become king of the Lamiae or something like that if this Dawn person became queen. Vampires mated for life, and he would have a bit of influence on her.

"Mo-mommy?" the boy wailed in fear. Dawn soothingly picked him up.

"Sh, it's okay, Lee-Lee. Mommy will come and visit you soon. How about I'll let you stay for a little while I get adjusted, okay kiddo? Is that okay with you…?"

"Sure..." His neck was tightly hugged by a vampire who soon rushed out again. Tom rubbed his now sore neck. He hoped she would at least have the decency to learn to control her inhumane strength… That really hurt. Tom suddenly took one look at the young, female vampire's mother and ran to catch up to her.

Tom questioned his sanity as he watched the heiress of the Lamia throne bounce on his bed with her son late that same night. "Uh, Dawn, please don't break the bed…"

"Oh, sorry, dear," she chirped. He barely knew her, and she was already giving him pet names. She sat down and pulled the little vampire on her lap. Dawn tilted her head to the side sweetly and innocently asked with a lilt, "What's your real name?"

Well, he was going to be forced to bond to her forever, so he might as well tell her… "Tom Marvolo Riddle."

"Oh, hi, Tommy!"

"Please don't call me that."

"Ah, but it's cute! Right Leon?"

Leon blinked a few times and just slowly nodded. The poor boy was probably freaked out. "Mommy, who's he?"

"My mate."

"I thought D-daddy was?"

"No, I'm sorry, kiddo… Tom's your step-daddy."

"Uh, right, just get yourself situated. I have to go to a meeting," he interrupted.

"Can I go?" Dawn asked with a flutter of her long, dark eyelashes.

"I don't think that would be a wise idea," said Tom carefully.

"Why not?"

"I don't know how my followers would react to a vampire clinging to me without me telling them anything first. If you really want to come, I'll tell them about you first thing, and then you can go in."

"Okay! I'll have time to put Lee to bed. Come on, Leon, bedtime."

"Aw, but Mommy…!" the little boy whined.

"No buts, mister. Bed."

The little boy cutely pouted as he held his mother's hand. Voldemort rolled his eyes and stalked downstairs.

Voldemort faced his Inner Circle confidently. He might as well tell only them that he's the mate of a Royal Lamia… "Thank you for coming, my most faithful. I have some… interesting news to share with you." He pause momentarily to build suspense and figure out how he was going to word the fact that he was wandering around a dangerous forest out of boredom into better words. "I just happened to be walking in Italy's notorious dark forest in hopes of finding allies for our cause when I heard a rustling. Of course, I immediately prepared myself for a possible attack. Fortunately or unfortunately, it was just a deer, but I ran into someone who immediately complained about first scaring off her prey and then running into her."

Voldemort paused for dramatic effect and to catch his breath as his Inner Circle seemed in awe. He soon continued, "I soon found out her name was Dawn Lamia. For those who don't know, only the two most powerful families in the Lamia clan may carry that name. She actually knew who I was because she could smell my magic. I demanded her to take me to her leader. Imagine my surprise when she said her uncle seemed adamant about saying neutral. This was one of the least shocking things I learned though…"

"Halfway to her village, the lass suddenly sniffed the air and stared at me in delight for some reason. When I was taking to King Jeremiah, he immediately asked me what my intentions were for his niece. He flat out told me that I was his niece's mate when he realized that she didn't tell me." Gasps filled the room.

Tom continued, "I was immediately threatened with what would happen if I harmed her in anyway. I don't know how, but she had somehow given birth to another vampire's child. They were in love, and he was later slain leaving her with their young son. The most shocking part is that King Jeremiah's mate has some kind of problem that makes it hard for her to have a child. Dawn Lamia will take the throne if no heir is conceived by the king's 100th birthday."

"My Lord, that is great news. Does that mean we will be getting an alliance with the Lamiae?" Artemus Malfoy said with respect.

"Unfortunately, the king seems to use that to his advantage to make sure I don't do anything he would deem improper to his heiress. He refused to ally with us unless Dawn gives birth to my heir, s/he lives to be a teenager, and the child is willing to succeed me. Dawn, I can see you about ready to pounce on me again."

"Will you be quiet? You put Leon on the same floor as here. He can hear you. It's ten, and my four-year-old is still awake!" Dawn snapped and wrapped her arms around him. Tom watched slightly smugly as his Inner Circle stared at the vampire in awe. She had unmasked her aura; he could feel a slight pull and a warm sensation when she touched him because of it. His followers were probably getting a chilled sensation. A subtle, crimson glow encased her…

Ah yes, this would be most advantageous… Tom was surprised he had any doubt at all that this situation was anything but good. The beautiful Royal Lamia was already head-over-heels, and it has been only a mere day. Who knows what influence he can put on her…? If he made Dawn Lamia happy, he would be almost guaranteed an alliance with her clan eventually.

He wrapped an arm around her gently and mentally applauded himself when she immediately leaned into him and laid her head of ebony locks on his chest. He saw the jealously flickering through the eyes in some of his followers. They would have to deal because he had finally found a suitable Dark Lady.

Uh, I just realized that I probably wasn't done with the ending. Oops, too late now. Heh...

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