"Of course you must have dinner with us, don't worry it will only be you, me, Draco, Severus and Tom"

Harry was relieved but only slightly at least it wouldn't be everyone with a dark mark, but he would be there, his own devastatingly gorgeous dark lord.

'Wait when did I start referring to him as mine?' Harry wondered

This was getting bad fast

After all falling in love with the man who was trying to kill you isn't exactly healthy, and falling in love with said man in only a day well that was decidedly worse. Cupid had to be taking the shit seriously!

Tom Riddle gaped

He was going to murder Lucius

He seriously had to be doing it to torture him

He had obviously prepared Harry himself (that was blatantly obvious just by the ridiculously evil grin he sported)

Harry Potter was wearing dragon skin boots and skin tight black leather pants that rode low on his hips he wore an emerald green shirt with the top three buttons left undone, revealing his long white neck (Tom was going to obsess over that neck he could tell). His silken hair was hanging around his face as though he had just been had, and that face. Full moist red lips and vibrant green eyes made more alluring by the dark paint lining them.

He was suddenly glad for his own reasonably tight pants, but dinner was going to be long and he wasn't going to get what he really craved. He picked up his goblet and drained it suddenly feeling like getting drunk was a good idea. There was a slight after taste he had never noticed before, he frowned and looked up at Severus who was smiling delightedly (or as much as he ever does smile)

Oh this wasn't going to end well for him

His best friend had drugged him, and the other was trying to make him commit rape, surely that was grounds for homicide.

He looked down into the goblet in his hand and realised what it was that Severus had given him, not a drug.

It was a truth potion, different from Veritaserum in that it left the drinker completely able to hold up a normal conversation, except for the small fact, the drinker couldn't lie no matter what. It was one of Severus' more brilliant potions in that it was completely undetectable, the only reason Riddle had noticed it was he had the heightened senses of his kind. He glowered at his friend. Who smiled back wickedly

"Tom, doesn't Harry look gorgeous" Lucius said his wine goblet paused at his lips just obscuring his grin

And so it began
Tom Riddle gritted his teeth… well he wasn't going to make this easy for them.

"I hope you didn't force Harry into those Lucius, you know what I said about torturing the boy"

Lucius just smiled

"Oh you don't mind being my model do you Harry? The clothing just all looks so good on you"

Harry blushed looking down into his soup

"No, that's fine" he mumbled avoiding everyone's gaze

Harry was mortified he couldn't decide what was worse the fact that he was having dinner with the dark lord. Or that he was sitting at a table full of excessively beautiful men dressed like… There was no way he could possibly compare to them. He figured Lucius was only saying he looked good to… what flatter him? Why bother?

It suddenly occurred to Harry that Riddle had just insinuated that he had commanded everyone be nice to Harry.

'That's it' Harry thought looking determinedly 'I'll focus on eating without spilling anything on this no doubt expensive outfit.

He half filled his spoon with soup and raised it carefully to his mouth.

Tom Riddles mouth went dry.

The boy's full lips parted just a little too wide to let the spoon slide between his lips before sucking (a little too enthusiastically) at its contents, but as he slipped it back out a single drip of the crimson liquid traced it's way over his lips and down towards his chin.

Riddle watched the boy's brow furrow as his pink tongue darted out to catch its prize. But Harry wasn't contented with just that he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth cleaning off every trace of the soup.

'Oh fuck' was the first thing that came to mind as Harry dipped him spoon back into the bowl if every bite was going to be like that he was going to die from lack of blood getting to his brain due to it all travelling to another region of his body. He stood swiftly grabbing the cloak from the back of his chair to cover the front of his body.

"I'm not hungry" he managed though his voice had raised a few octaves. He quickly apparated to his room.

Harry frowned as the dark lord disappeared; he had the distinct impression that the man leaving had been his fault but he couldn't figure out what he had done.

Lucius burst out laughing. He couldn't help it, it was just too good. The fact that Tom Riddle one of the most powerful beings in existence couldn't control his own body when in the presence of a certain VERY cute 16 year old was hilarious and the look on said boy's face was priceless

Severus smiled and grabbed his husband's hand.

"Relax Luc, if you don't breath you'll miss all the rest of the fun."

Draco was smothering laughter of his own. But more at the obvious ignorance of the other boy to the dark lord rather large problem really Griffindores could be so clueless.

Harry obviously had no idea.

"No more fun tonight" Draco said when he managed to get control of himself.

"Come on Harry, let's go get some normal food."

Harry stood quickly, and went to follow before he realised his manners and turned to ask permission.

Harry's jaw dropped the sight was far too much for his already overloaded brain.

The two older men where entwined arms, legs, lips.

"They don't mind," Draco said grabbing the other boy's arm to drag him out of the room

"Dad knows the only way to shut father up is to kiss him and father doesn't particularly mind being shut up. Oh and don't worry dinners not always like that, for one thing Tom usually makes it through the meal and for another we usually just have it in the kitchen in comfy clothes we only eat like that when we have guests"

He dragged Harry through a series of hallways and random passages that opened upon their approach. He finally came to a halt in front of a life size painting of a door. He stopped in front of it and said

"Open please" The door swung out from the painting opening into about the cosiest little kitchen Harry had ever seen. A well-worn oak table was sitting in the middle of the room surrounded by big, mismatched, comfortable looking armchairs.

Draco in a sudden burst of uncharacteristic hyper-ness ran over to one of the chairs jumping into it.

A 'POP' signified Peach's return.

"What can I do for the young masters?" Draco asked for some normal food and the elf disappeared.

Normal food turned out to be pasta and garlic bread. Draco ate away happily shovelling down the food.

Harry regarded it for a moment but he couldn't hold off any longer it smelt fantastic and in truth he was starving. They ate in companionable silence until the door swung unexpectedly open.

Tom Riddle froze.

This seriously wasn't fair, he wasn't going to get a bite to eat he knew that much, he spun intending to go straight back out again when the boy's soft voice stopped him.

"Wait…" Tom turned slowly to look at the boy

"I'm sorry, I have this feeling I'm offending you somehow. Or that perhaps you don't like me. Either way just tell me what I can do to make it better. I don't know why you left me alive and for the first time in my life I feel as though I am glad to be alive. I feel like I've been wrong about a lot of things and I just want to make it right. I want to understand because what I have seen inside these walls isn't the way I thought the world was. I just want to understand… oh… and you should probably eat or you wont have enough energy to cover the world in darkness…"

Tom laughed he couldn't help himself the speech was halfway between an apology and a comic monologue.

Harry smiled Riddles laughter made him feel warm, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. It was a chance for a new beginning.

Though he knew this comfort this happiness, couldn't last…

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