Warning: GreyHarry!,SaneVoldemort!,ManipulativeDumbledore!,WeaselyBashing!(Just Ron,Ginny,Molly,and Arthur?),Mentions of Abuse, Slash, Yaoi, Foul-Language.

Summery: Voldemort thought he knew Harry Potter. That is until he broke the wards. Voldemort sees Harry in a new 'light' and steal him away from his abusive home. What happens now? Only time can tell.

Pairing: Voldemort/Harry (OTP!)

Rated: 18+ (For future violence and slash)

A/N: I write in erratic bouts of madness so don't expect this story to be grammatically correct, and/or worded correctly. In other words be prepared to see mistakes as well as random story edits in the future.

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the HP series. All rights and acknowledgments for the characters and certain situations not deemed from my own mind go to the rightful author of the Lady Miss J.K Rowling.

~-XxX-~ ~-Bent But Not Yet Broken-~ ~-XxX-

~-XxX-~ ~-Chapter 2: The Illusion of Hate-~ ~-XxX-~ (3rd Person POV)

To say that Lucius Malfoy wasn't confused to find the Dark Lord had apperated in his Manor carrying the injured and unconscious Boy-Who-Lived (though a Malfoy would never admit to being confused) would be saying that he was poor (which he was far from it). He watched in wide eyed confusion and mystified fascination as his Lord cradled the fragile looking boy as if he was made of glass. It was...odd...to say the least. He had never seen his lord look upon anyone with such...care...regard...respect...and...fascination as his Lord was doing as he looked down upon the boy. [A/N: That had to be painful for him.]

"My Lord?" Lucius half stated half questioned as he half bowed. [A/N: Lucius does do a lot of things by half doesn't he?]

"Call for Severus as well as your Lady Wife, Lucius. It seems I made a grievous miscalculation on my part," Voldemort begin, though he knew he had no need to explain himself, "The Potter boy and I will rest until they arrive in my rooms. Tell Severus to bring all healing potions, minor and major, that he has in stock that may be of use. Tell Nassiaca to prep for a major medi-healer emergency. Well? WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR GET ON WITH IT!?"

Lucius didn't need to be told twice as Voldemort's near tangible lashed out at him in irritable agitation and anger induced by his lords impatience. Yelping (Though A Malfoy does not ever admit to having yelped) slightly from the harsh sting of magic he swiftly made his way to his office to access the floo. He cast the Patrunus charm quickly to his wife with the instructions regarding her since she was a shorter distance away (being still in the manor) then Serevus was since Severus was staying over the summer at Hogwarts to prep for this coming school year's class course lessons and couldn't be reached by his viper Patrounus. Lucius threw the sickly green colored powder into the fireplace and called for Severus.

"What do you want?" Severus spewed from his place behind his desk as he was currently writing up some more complicated potions lessons for his seventh year students.

"The lord requests your presence, NOW, as well as your stock of any and all healing potions," Lucius stated then quickly ended the call.

Severus raised an eyebrow at the now empty fireplace, but didn't say anything more as he acioed his healing potion stock. He quickly grabbed some of his own green floo powder, threw it into his office's large fireplace, and traveled to Malfoy Manor. He appeared gracefully without a spec of soot on him from Lucius's organized office's fireplace right in front of the impatient looking blonde.

"Come on!" Lucius hissed as he grabbed Severus's arm and dragged him out of the soot covered fireplace, out the room, through the halls, and into the Lords chamber to see a very frazzled looking Narcissa, and a very ticked off, impatient, and a very worried looking Dark lord sitting at the bedside of a very frail looking injured Harry Potter.

"What took you so long," Narcissa asked rhetorically as she grabbed the potions from Severus. He watched almost in a detached way as she dumped the potions down Harry's throat, and how the boy's injuries healed slowly -almost too slowly- after. Narcissa dumped one last potion and cast a quick diagnoses charm she sighed tiredly. "He's out of the woods for now. All we have to do is watch and wait to see if he pulls through or not," Narcissa said as she flopped tiredly on one of the armchairs in the sparsely decorated room.

Severus almost chocked in shock if not for his self control. What on Earth happened to Potter to almost die and required the Dark Lords aid to handle? Was no one there to heal him? Was no one watching the boy to make sure he wasn't injured? Was no one watching to make sure he was safe? Something clicked inside his brain then. How could he not have noticed it? Was his grudge against the boy's father that terrible? He took a deep rugged breath. He knew. He knew why and it wasn't because of the boy's father. It was because of Mind magic. It just had to be. Severus nodded to himself as he gathered his courage.

"My lord I must ask you to preform Legimancy on me. I fear my mind may have been altered and I may have been Oblivated over the course of Potter's education and no I'm not telling you this as an excuse or to avoid punishment. I am generally worried for my mind's sake for not having noticed this before. After all you know of my own past, so I couldn't possibly not have noticed without someone's tampering," Severus asked knelling.

"Alright then. ..::Legimens::..," Voldemort acknowledged. A few minutes later he removed the casted spell from Severus. Severus had indeed been tampered with, narrowly escaping punishment if he truly had been ignorant of Potter's obvious abuse. Voldemort waved his wand in complex patterns removing the blocks, spells, and charms that were placed on his mind as well as casting a potion cleansing spell on Severus to remove any potion residue from his system. He couldn't unearth Severus's removed memories but he could protect him from further tempering. He cast a few strong anti-oblivate charms, and mindmagic protection spells.

Severus fell in a heap on the floor breathing deep painful breaths as the combined weight of the magic removed and used took their toll on him.

"Thank-you my lord," Severus breathed out through pain filled breaths.

"Your welcome, Severus. Lucius go prepare some chambers for Severus to rest in," Voldemort stated simply as he watched the raise in fall of Harry's chest, shocking Narcissa, Lucius, and Severus with how gentle he sounded. "Go and rest. I'll keep on eye on the boy," Voldemort said, waving absently for them to leave without looking away from the boy. Narcissa placed a quick monitoring spell on the boy and left. She was soon followed out by Lucius as he dragged the weakened Severus out of the room.

True to his word the Dark Lord kept an eye on the boy, going so far so to take his meals in the room. Shocking the inhabitants of the manor with a side they hadn't seen of their lord for the longest time. Their lord had shown such protectiveness, gentleness, and possessiveness for the boy that it astonished them. They hadn't seen him look like that or act like this since the first war. He still was the sadistic, and impatient person they knew, but he cursed with a little less vigor then he had before. Three weeks later the boy woke up, and everything changed.

End Chapter 2/? Edited 8/15/2016