Disclaimer: I do not own the series of Harry Potter, written by the wonderful J.K. Rowling. If I did, then it would certainly be a slash series.
NOTE: I tried to update this chapter earlier but the computer was being a bitch! Sorry for making you guys wait so long!
Warnings: HOT YUMMY SLASH! I'M FINALLY GETTING TO IT! YES! -munches on the cookies given to me by Usaka,- Yummy cookies AND slash, I'm happy.
Destiny Awaits:
Chapter Ten: Is it hot in here? Or is it just me?
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Last Time:
Adrian concentrated; his wings sliding painlessly back into his back. All that showed something had occurred were the two long scars running vertically down his shoulder blades. That done, he sheathed his claws, and drew his fangs back in slightly. Pulling a shirt on, he headed out to go see his mate.
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Harry stared out the window, ignoring the pounding on the door. He remembered vaguely about casting a wandless and nonverbal Silencing Charm up, yet the pounding was obviously loud enough to be heard through it. Or maybe it was because of his sharper senses? Harry let random thoughts come and go, sitting quietly and staring outside. He felt his heart beating slowly and calmly, a sense of patience keeping him from doing any task. He just idly waited, his six wings wrapped around him.
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Adrian immediately sensed the difference in the household, the moment he stepped foot into the parlor. Tension, fear, and worry, made the air thick and hard to breathe easily. Slipping through the doors and rooms to the stairs, he sensed many people waiting near one bedroom. Harry's! He was up the stairs in seconds, his feet barely brushing the carpeted steps. A crowd was surrounding Harry's bedroom door, many people shouting and hammering on the door.
"Enough!" though he didn't shout, they immediately silenced and turned to look at him. He wordlessly stepped forward, ignoring the way they parted for him. Hermione, Ginny, and Ron seemed a bit reluctant, but moved when his eyes flashed with irritation. Studying the door briefly, he tapped it very lightly slightly above the doorknob and to the left. The spells that were crackling around the door visibly, immediately dissipated, allowing him to slip easily into the room. The door shut and the spells sprang back up before anyone else could get a glimpse of the room.
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Harry blinked dark emerald green eyes open, he sensed Adrian the moment he opened the door. When the other boy's aura rapidly approached him, he felt a smile tug at his lips, he didn't weaken his spells, but instead strengthened them, pleased when they dropped easily yet swiftly arose again. Shifting for the first time in hours, he turned to peer at the Arcanus.
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"Harry," Adrian instantly recognized the three pairs of wings sprouting from his back. Black glossy feathers with a sheen of dark blue, dark violet and dark green. The top pair were dark violet, the central were dark blue, while the bottom were dark green.
"Adrian," calm emerald green eyes stared directly into his. Adrian relaxed, smiling gently. He understood the significance of the three-paired wings, though he doubted Harry did. The peace and patience Harry was experiencing was the fact that none of Dumbledore's spells were containing his power any longer. Luckily, he'd thank Dumbledore as he berated his stupidity, the bindings had an unforeseen advantage: they broke and supplied more than enough power to create Harry's wings without resorting to physically pushing them out. Harry suffered minimal aches, instead of the mind-blowing agony Adrian suffered.
"How fare you?" the Arcanus murmured, stepping slowly around the bed, careful not to step on any of the feathers strewn on the floor, and stood in front of his mate.
"Better than ever," Harry murmured back, his eyes half-closing. Adrian noticed he was breathing slowly and deeply, inhaling his scent. Adrian did the same, smiling faintly at the faint scent of a wondrous fire on a rainy night. Voldemort's scent was also, surprisingly, pleasing: the scent of electricity before a storm.
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Harry inhaled slowly, the wonderful scent floating around Adrian as he slipped nearer. The scent of rain, pure, simplistic, rain, with a hint of danger yet also of peace. Rain washed away the wounds of the world, yet could also destroy millions. He didn't question the unique phrases floating gently through his mind, since they accurately described what was happening. "Tell me, please?" he asked, softly, knowing that he'd understand.
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Adrian kneeled before the peaceful, yet confused Gryffindor, he'd have to explain carefully, and try to explain everything before Harry's peace dissipated. This was the easiest time for Harry to accept everything he had to tell him.
"Harry, you are changing, your body is becoming much more powerful, and thus is shifting into a form that can hold such power." He started, soothingly. Harry hummed softly, understanding. "The three pairs of wings indicate your mates,"
"I have three mates?" Harry opened his eyes curiously, his face peacefully blank.
"No, you have two, your central wings signify yourself. The other two signify your mates."
"Who are?" Adrian smiled sadly.
"Not yet, you still need to understand you have two mates."
"Alright," Harry nodded, understanding that for once, information was being held from him so he'd understand slowly. It also helped that Adrian told him that he was holding back. Dumbledore's manipulations arose, causing his feathers and hair to bristle sharply with annoyance. Adrian cupped his face, forcing him to stare into the dark violet orbs. Searching gently, he smiled as Harry allowed him to enter his mind.
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Harry felt Adrian try to enter and resisted momentarily, then allowed him in. He trusted Adrian, and was rewarded for that trust. He felt everything, the soft touches Adrian used to bring forth images of his life, every emotion he felt during the memories was brought up and carefully studied; though, Adrian blocked the emotions from Harry, so when he got to the memories of the Dementers, Cedric, and Sirius falling in the Veil, Harry didn't feel them crash on him. As Adrian slid easily through his mind, he was allowed access to Adrian's memories, and watched intently.
A beautiful woman with long black hair and bright violet eyes held a young Adrian on her hip as she taught in front of a class.
Adrian practicing with his weapons even after the other students left, ignoring the slices and cuts his sensei inflicted on him when he wasn't fast enough to block or dodge.
Adrian trying with all his might to perform spells he couldn't power with raw magic like every other student at Arcane.
Adrian ignoring several taunts about his small feminine form, and weak magic.
Adrian meeting Tama, who immediately lifted him up onto his back and grinned.
Adrian reading a book while Tama snuck up behind him, smacking him with a pillow.
Adrian hiding shyly behind Tama when they met Lorraine.
Lorraine hugging a shaking Adrian and purring softly to comfort him.
Lorraine holding Adrian to her side protectively when they met Syriana.
How Adrian immediately accepted the Celestial as part of their group.
How the four performed an ancient ritual to bond them together, and got scolded by all the teachers and the Headmaster for blowing up the north side of the island in the process.
How Adrian and his friends became the most popular recluse group, who helped the other students when they needed it.
How Adrian felt, when his mother explained he was not human, but pure magic.
How he felt suicidal when he found out his beloved mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and his friends' successful efforts in keeping his head up.
How he watched his mother leave, pale but smiling, to save a man they didn't know from an artifact that never should have fallen into the mortals' hands.
How she came home so drained and pale she nearly collapsed on the shore.
When she lay on the bed, dying, and smiling lovingly at him.
When she asked him to go to his father, in Great Britain, and to find his mate there.
When her violet eyes closed for the last time, and her frail chest stopped moving.
When Adrian himself carried her frail body to the Eastern Shore, and watched as the Sun sparkled on her white skin. Her body being gently rocked by the water, and as her body slowly, but beautifully, glistened into shimmering light sparkles that flew up and settled into the earth, air, and water.
How he didn't leave his room for days, being held by his loving siblings, just staring at the sun as it rose and set.
How his friends conspired to cheer him up, weeks before he was to head for England.
How he finally accepted his mother's death, with the renewal of his siblings' bonds, using the tattoos as anchors.
Harry smiled sadly, Adrian had gone through his own troubles, yet he too stood before an ungrateful world, wanting to help those who shoved him aside. Harry understood the feeling, yet he himself had kept pushing on. A happier smile drew his lips up, as Adrian had searched his memories, and he did the same, Adrian had carefully started constructing walls to help protect his mind, tucking his painful memories behind happier ones, as well as literally pulling his own knowledge from his memories and slipping them into Harry's. By the time the two blinked and returned to themselves, Harry had most of Adrian's knowledge, and the fact that he needed to research on his own.
His training had begun.
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Harry's training moved incredibly quickly, though it was helped along with Tama, Lorraine, and Syriana. His first lesson was to hide his wings. It was the most grueling lesson he ever had, worse than all his detentions with Snape and Filch put together. Eventually, he figured out how to hide them and pull them out, in less than five seconds, though he still needed practice. He learned mostly from books, but the Arcani also taught him to start using nonverbal spells, as well as wandless magic. Soon, Harry didn't need his wand to do any but the most difficult spells, and only the first few times. Tama was the next to share his memories with the Gryffindor.
Tama growing up with his sisters and mother, fun loving times.
Him coming home to find his family dead, and an Advisor there to take him to Arcane.
Staying isolated from the rest of the students, depressed and hurting.
Spotting a small brunette whom was always being taunted and teased.
Gathering the courage to go up to the boy and snap at his teasers.
Realizing the young Adrian needed him to be strong.
Playing with him and making certain he didn't read or stay indoors all day.
Holding him close when he had nightmares.
Being overly protective when spotting any bullies.
Spotting another student who reminded him deeply of Adrian, and talking to her.
Introducing Adrian to Lorraine.
Making them engage in games to get their friendship going.
Grinning when they finally quit fighting against him and became friends.
Seeing another student, though she stood out quite brightly against the other students, literally.
Introducing Syriana to their group.
Glad that Adrian and Lorraine immediately accepted her, and the feeling of completeness when the four were together.
Suggesting a bonding ritual between them.
Shocked when Lorraine found the one they would use.
Amused when the teachers berated them, yet merely grinned innocently at them.
Supportive of Adrian first, before the other students.
Desperate when Adrian began to feel depressed and suicidal.
Grateful when they pulled him out of it.
Miserable, when Tetras died.
Loving while staying with his brother and sisters.
Syriana's memories were similar to Adrian's and Tama's, she was an outcast because of her strange healing and divination powers. She was accepted as part of the group, and would never betray them.
Lorraine's were slightly different, she kept people away from her purposely, to not get hurt, yet couldn't keep away from Tama, and ultimately Adrian. She eventually gave in to them, wary and waiting for them to betray her, yet they never did, and she placed her entire heart, soul, and mind into them.
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Harry sat reading one of his schoolbooks, Hermione and Ginny sitting on each side of him. Occasionally one of them would read an interesting piece from their books: Hermione had a history on Elves, Ginny had The More Complete Guide to Potions manual, while Harry read one of Adrian's books, which was about elemental magic. His training went quickly at first, simply because the Arcani merely added their own defenses to his mind, and inserted their own knowledge directly into his head. They couldn't do much else, besides make him read book after book, since he couldn't do magic. The Arcani had protested the rule, but Dumbledore was firm and unwavering. Apparently Arcani don't have that rule at Arcane. And even for someone as strong as he was, wandless magic drained him quickly. He wouldn't have to worry about that soon though, after the first few weeks of practicing with wandless magic, his body would become used to the strain and he'd be able to cast more spells, much easier.
Sin had even started teaching him weaponry, except he had to stop soon to organize his plans as DADA. Harry smirked faintly, he heard the Arcani murmuring plans on how best to annoy Dumbledore. Apparently he had seriously gotten onto their bad side, what with withholding his letter from him and such. He rubbed his eyes gently, thankful that his eyes had been corrected with his transformation.
"Harry, finish your book," Hermione and Ginny murmured, turning their own books' pages. Harry grinned affectionately at them before returning to his book. Adrian had chosen his accomplices well, telling the girls to keep watch and to make certain he read the book. Speaking of Adrian…Harry's eyes melted at the thought of his mate. He had quickly figured out that Adrian was one of his mates, but kept quiet. He yearned to find out who else was his mate, but no one was telling him. He had a good idea though…
"Harry!"
"Yes mothers!" he squeaked, affectionately sarcastic. Ginny and Hermione rolled their eyes, muttered "boys," under their breaths, and returned to their books. Harry smirked in response.
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Harry growled softly, Adrian had said that he'd tell Harry who his other mate was, before September 1st, and it was now August 30th. They would be leaving for school in two days! And he still didn't know who his second mate was! Harry was not happy. His body suddenly shivered, his scar prickling with warmth and love? Eyes wide, he sat heavily down on his bed, thinking about his epiphany. It made sense, and Remus's mutters about the bond between them, suddenly made logical sense. Standing up, he made up his mind. Locking his door behind him, he settled in Adrian's room. When the Arcanus came in, blinking in surprise, he closed the door behind him and stood facing him, unaware that his eyes had turned a darker emerald with his irritation. He knew that Adrian knew exactly what he wanted. He watched as his violet-eyed mate turned thoughtful, before resigned. In an instant, he knew exactly why Adrian had refused to tell him about the Dark Lord. "I wouldn't have understood, or accepted it, not until now," he realized numbly. Affection, love, and adoration filled his heart and soul; Adrian was only being overprotective of him. His eyes softening, he knew exactly how to reassure his darling mate.
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Adrian stared into the dark emerald green eyes, frozen completely. The innocence radiating off his mate was delightful, yet the wisdom, experience, and pain wafted in the air as well. His mate had gone through many trying ordeals already, was he going to be able to handle this one as well? To be bonded as soul mates to Adrian as well as the Dark Lord? One look at the determined eyes before him, confirmed it. As he moved to tell the Gryffindor, the smaller brunette moved, touching his lips and silencing him immediately.
"I know," he breathed, softly. He slid his arms around Adrian's neck and lifted himself delicately, brushing his lips against Adrian's, softer than the touch of a butterfly. Despite the gentleness, Adrian's body burned softly at the soft innocent contact. His arms wrapped gently around the small waist, holding the petite form against him as he pressed his lips firmer against Harry's. The older brunette opened his mouth willingly, slipped his tongue teasingly against Adrian's lip, before darting away. The young Snape nipped his bottom lip in retaliation, soothing it gently, then dipping his tongue inside his smaller mate's mouth. Fire and electricity combined, making both sigh in pleasure, yet they didn't hurry their pace, they simply tasted and explored their newfound closeness and emotions. Nothing could break the moment…
"BLOODY HELL!"
Except that…
The two jumped apart, startled enough that Harry tripped and fell on his bum, and Adrian jumped too far, slamming into the wall. Harry watched as his stunned mate slid down the wall, blinking confusedly. Hermione and Ginny stood in the doorway, gaping soundlessly. (HA! Thought it was Ron, didn'tcha!)
" 'Mione, Gin, I can explain…" Harry moved to stand.
"Bloody hell that was hot!" Ginny squealed, launching herself at him. Harry squeaked and slammed back into the floor. Hermione helped Adrian back up, then wrapped him in a bear hug.
"Oh Harry! I'm so glad you've found someone for you! And YOU!" the happily crying witch turned murderous eyes to the youngest Snape. "If you touch a single hair on his head with ANY notorious thoughts, you'll answer to me! Got it!" Adrian humored her by nodding faintly, only because her wand was nearly up his nose. He suddenly blinked though and grinned lewdly.
"But I already have some, notorious, thoughts about Harry, though they center on nothing above his waist line." The girls giggled while Harry turned bright red, with embarrassment and pleasure. Adrian grinned mischievously, but became serious soon after, nodding firmly. "No one will ever be able to replace Harry in my heart," he moved over and lightly kissed his mate's slightly swollen lips, showing such gentleness that both girls sighed blissfully, and left Harry staring up at him lovingly. Of course he had to ruin it, by picking his smaller mate up, eliciting a delightful squeal and yelp, threw him over one shoulder, and glared at the two girls. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to ravish my delightfully responsive mate in privacy," when the girls hesitated, grinning faintly, he reached up and, quite visibly, groped the ass on his shoulder, earning yet another squeak from his adorable mate. Both girls squeaked and left, closing and locking the door behind them.
Adrian, finally alone with his mate, immediately tossed said mate onto his bed, watching amusedly as his petite form bounced several times. Before Harry could protest, Adrian was beside him, pressing him deep into the bed and kissing him passionately. Harry, of course, kissed back. Not much else he could do with Adrian's tongue swirling delightfully in his mouth. He barely felt Adrian pull their shirts off, but did in fact feel when his partner reached for his pants. He squirmed, aroused and feeling Adrian's own arousal, a brief memory springing up from the last time he had aroused his mate, and his hurried escape. Not wanting Adrian to run again, he wrapped his arms around his neck and lifted his hips up, wrapping his legs against Adrian's waist, effectively pinning their erections between them. The two gasped softly, liquid fire rushing through their groins at the repeated contact, as they arched wonderfully against one another. Adrian slid his face into the crook of Harry's neck, thrusting slowly and grinding against the smaller boy. Harry arched into Adrian's slightly larger body; gasping and mewling as each burst of pleasure forced them closer and closer to heaven. A few more thrusts, and the two came, crying out softly in unison, unaware as a soft blue and violet glow surrounded Harry and Adrian, respectively, combining, then fading into their skin, while a dark green hovered patiently over their heads, dissipating soon after.
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Voldemort was in the middle of reading several reports at his desk, which luckily was very close to his bed, when the tingling started. Gasping softly, the reports fluttered to the floor, as he shot up and then ungracefully collapsed onto his bed. Tugging at his robes frantically, he felt pleasure racing all throughout his body, centering on his groin. He arched as he felt two phantom bodies touching and surrounding him. Before he knew it, the pleasure spiked, his orgasm suspending him in a moment of pure unbelievable bliss, which left him gasping for several long minutes.
He didn't notice his once ordered reports, were lying chaotically on the floor.
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Harry woke up from his hazy post-orgasm doze, slowly and contently. He leaned his head to the side, allowing more access to the soft lips lightly pressing loving kisses to his heated skin. His eyes opened when he felt hands try to unbuckle his belt.
"Adrian," he moaned softly, pulling his lover's face close to his. They kissed softly and chastely, before Harry pulled away, his eyes glowing softly.
"Harry," Adrian murmured softly, his eyes glazed with love and lust.
"No," Harry stopped him, hugging him when he whimpered softly. "We need our other mate," Adrian growled softly, nuzzling Harry's chest.
"I don't care," he grunted.
"Yes you do," Harry pulled him back patiently, locking their eyes. Adrian lasted thirty seconds before sighing and slumping on top of him.
"Fine," he pouted. Harry smiled faintly, nuzzling his collarbone lovingly.
"Take me to him?" Adrian stiffened, pulling back. Harry clutched him closer, staring at him determinedly. Adrian bit his lip then nodded faintly, wondering how the two were going to get along.
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Voldemort sighed when his limbs felt strong enough to lift his body up. He noted that he had managed to open his robes to reveal his nude body, pale, slightly thin, but also muscled. As he gingerly sat up, enjoying the pleasure still thrumming through his veins, he became aware of someone knocking rather impatiently on his door. Before he could tell them to go away, the door was opened roughly, Lucius stepping in, looking frantic.
"My Lord, are you alri…" he watched amusedly as Lucius's silver eyes widened to the size of saucers, staring at his partly nude Lord. Voldemort smirked superiorly. His body had been carefully calculated, and he now sported a rather large manhood, which was still partly erect from the previous pleasure coursing through his body.
"Yes Lucius?" he asked calmly, not at all moving to cover himself. It took his right-hand man a few moments to remove his eyes from his groin, and to compose himself.
"My lord, I was worried when you did not answer, but," Lucius hesitated.
"But what?" Voldemort asked.
"They're here," the blonde murmured. Voldemort's body froze, before jerking up as he closed his robes, flicking his hand at his reports. The papers flew up and stacked neatly on the desk as he strode towards the door, having no illusions as to who "they" were.
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Harry stood beside Adrian patiently, waiting in the throne room. Lucius and Voldemort appeared suddenly, coming through a hidden door. Harry noted that Lucius was slightly pink, and Voldemort had an amused smirk on his lips. Which died once he saw the Gryffindor. The two former enemies stared intently at each other, before Harry stepped forward bravely.
"Hello Voldie." He chirped. Voldemort's eyes widened, as choked snickers came from Severus, Lucius, Draco, Rodolphus, Rabastan, Syriana, Lorraine, and Tama.
"How dare you-!" Voldemort started.
"Don't you dare start that crap!" Harry cut him off, his eyes flashing.
"Don't interrupt me, Mudblood!"
"Don't call me a Mudblood, HYPOCRITE!"
"I'M NO HYPOCRITE YOU LITTLE CRETIN!"
"NOT A HYPOCRITE MY ASS! BLOODY MURDERER!"
"WHY I OUTA-!"
"OH DID I HIT A SOFT SPOT? TOMMY BOY!"
"DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!"
"OR WHAT? YOU'LL TURN ME OVER YOUR KNEE AND SPANK ME? NOT LIKELY!"
"OH REALLY?"
"YEAH!" the two panted, glaring at each other, having ranted without breathing.
"Potter,"
"What?"
"Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?" red eyes glowered angrily at emerald green.
"Hell yeah," Harry panted softly.
"Good,"
"But not when you're like that." His emerald eyes flashed.
"Why not?"
"You look disgusting,"
"That's a really nice thing to say to your mate," Voldemort snarled.
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Adrian watched as the two ranted and insulted each other, then began to talk normally. His frustration rose as they still didn't get along, before he felt the urge to end their confrontation.
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Before Harry could reply, he found Adrian suddenly kissing him deeply. He felt his magic rising and transferring to Adrian, but before he could wonder what was going on, Adrian tugged his mouth free and turned on Voldemort. The much smaller brunette roughly grabbed the tall man's robes and jerked him down, forcing a kiss on him. Voldemort stood stunned, before wrapping his arms around Adrian and pulling him closer. As they watched, stunned, magic from both Harry and Voldemort, rose and flickered against the Dark Lord's skin. Softly, his skin became flushed, black hair swept down to his shoulders, lightly sprinkled with gray, his fingers became long and delicate instead of skeletal, and a strong nose formed. Lord Voldemort returned to his human form from when he was twenty-seven.
Adrian pulled slowly away, panting softly, and stared up at his mate's newest looks. Smirking faintly, he twirled a strand of hair around one finger. "Much better," he purred, pulling away. Voldemort blinked and felt his face and hands. His eyes were still completely blood red, but he looked more like a black-haired Lucius now. Blinking slowly, he smirked at the looks of awe and lust he was receiving. Turning to his smallest mate, he grinned wickedly.
"Do I get a kiss now? Harry," he purred. The emerald-green-eyed Gryffindor stared at him with desire, his cheeks flushed and his eyes glittering. In two steps, the Dark Lord was in front of him and pulling him up to him, pressing a demanding kiss to his lips. Gasping in surprise, Harry's thin hands grabbed his biceps as he was lifted slightly off the floor, the Dark Lord plundering his mouth with his tongue. Pulling back, Voldemort watched with glee as Harry gasped desperately for air, his cheeks red and flushed, his lips swollen and bruised, and his eyes dazed and glassy.
"You are all dismissed," he hissed, staring lustily at the smaller man in his arms, and the one watching attentively beside him. They hesitated only a moment, then vanished, the three other Arcani smirking at the three men knowingly. He barely waited, turning slightly and holding one of his arms to Adrian. The other kept Harry tightly pinned to him, allowing him to feel Harry's arousal against his lower abdomen. Adrian slipped beside him, pressing tightly against him, his own arousal apparent from watching the two of them. Voldemort held the two close, Apparating into his bedroom. He had business to attend to.
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That's it for today. The lemon's coming in the next chappie. I gotta tell ya, I was most surprised with how everyone seemed to like the preview for this chapter. Or maybe it was because Adrian and Harry kissed? If you guys truly liked the preview, not just the wonderfully yummy slash, please tell me. I don't have a preview yet for the next chapter though. But the lemon and them going to Hogwarts will happen.
Thanks to:
Dark-lil-devil: I'm sorry? I didn't mean to make you need to lie down. And, um, well, I did make it so Voldie wasn't all icky looking, but Harry telling him he was gross was purely you, because of your review. But, um, thanks for your review and your devotion.
Usaka: I know! I was laughing hilariously as I wrote it down! I'm glad to see some people share my sense of humor, as odd as it may be. -huggles back- I'm glad you like it, these stories are supposed to be fun, and funny, so I'm glad I succeeded at that. Doesn't college suck? I can't write nearly as much as I want to now, -pouts- I luv Bas' stories sooooo much! I have em on my Fav lists. But, I shall never have as good as work as that artist. -pouts- But I love reading them and that's better than me competing against them! So enjoy them, is what I say! Arigatou for your review
Aamaya: Yes! My wonderful repetitive reviewers! I luv your reviews the best! I make things interesting! -dances around, annoying Voldie but amusing Harry and Adrian- Um, what was the first interesting thing? The whole chapter or a specific part? I confuzzled! Thanks!
wover03: Here's the next chappie! I do good work? Aww, -cries softly- Donka!
Branwen777: Yes! I've been waiting and hoping for your review, you always have interesting stuff to comment about. Muahahaha! I get everyone addicted to this story, don't I? Sorry about not adding a peek for the next chappie, couldn't find a, ooh, there is a funny part, maybe? Anyway, how'd you like the confrontation with Harry and Voldie? I actually was thinking about that confrontation from the begining of the story, -grins- Thanks for the review!
Just because you people are so nice, I got one sneak peek for ya:
!Sneak Peek!
What? Voldie was very confused.
I love you Voldie, Harry chirped.
Grr, don't call me that,
But it's cute.
No it isn't, I'm the Dark Lord, you should show me some respect, brat.
Would you rather I called you Tom?
Silence…
Voldie's fine, but ONLY with telepathy!Voldemort acquiesced.
-What about me?-
What about you?
-Don't I get to give you a nickname?-
No.
-Aww, but that's not fair,-
I don't care, I'm not fair.
-Fine then,-
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What does that mean?
-That means that you aren't getting laid any time soon,-
What! But that's not…(crickets chirp) okay I see your point. What nickname do you want to give me? Resignation.
-I don't know yet,- Chirpy and happy.
After all that, you don't know what to call me?
-Well,-
Well, what?
-I don't want to say in front of innocent Harry,-
Oh? Interest.
What are you talking about? Harry practically hummed with confusion.
I want to hear what you want to call me, Voldemort's stubborn, you gotta give him that.
-I wanna call you The-Lord-With-The-Largest-Dick-I've-Ever-Seen.-
Silence…
!End Sneak Peek!
How's that? AND! I'm almost done with that chapter too!