Chapter 4: One More Request
Harrys POV
The next morning brought me into the land of strong arms and sensitive aches around my backside. Looking up I smiled at the man who appeared to be watching me sleep. He smiled back, "Good Morning Sleeping Beauty." I playfully stuck my tongue out, "and whose fault is it I am so tired." He laughed a beautiful and melodic laugh, "I believe it was you who interrupted my meeting to beg me to accept your submission. Speaking of. Your rules. You may address my by name unless I say so in a bedroom situation, or we are in a meeting. You have free range of the manor but I would appreciate you ask before entering warded rooms. Breakfast is whenever we wake but lunch is at 1PM, tea is at 4PM, and dinner is at 7PM. Do you have any questions?" I actually found my rules more than reasonable, "No master. I enjoy my rules." I received a nod in response, "You may dress and meat my in the dining hall in 5minutes." I was slightly disappointed he needed no morning assistance but did as I was told.
When I reached the dining room I saw my partner in a far off land, "Voldemort? Is something troubling you?" He looked up slightly startled, "Ah Harry. No I am fine. I was thinking about your words last night actually." He summoned breakfast and then continued, "Anything I wish. Does that pertain to this war as well?" I had actually wondered when he would bring that up, "Yes of course. What do you require of me?" He looked at me carefully, "I want your help into the castle. Severus informed me you have a tendency to sneak about but he could never catch you." I instantly understood where he was going and was proud of him for thinking so sharply, "Yes. Is any of my stuff here?" Voldemort nodded, "Lucius summoned it here last night why?" I did not reply, "Accio map. Accio Cloak." I caught the items as they came to me and explained, "This parchment is map of the entire school. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." The map revealed its self and I handed it over to the dark lord. He looked at it with interest, "Does it show everyone?" I laughed remembering asking the same question, "Yep look at the headmaster's office." He did and grinned evilly when he saw Dumbledorks marker. He handed back the map, "And what of the cloak?" I handed it to him, "Family heir loom you could say. It's an invisibility cloak. You can have it though if you want it." He looked up sharply, "This is the key to getting me into Hogwarts, and I will use it but this is your fathers Harry." I took his hand in mine, "I Love You Voldemort. With everything I have. I want you to have it because it means a lot to me but you mean more."
Voldemort's eyes softened, "I can't Harry. I can't say the same. I am not ready." Already knowing this I shook my head, "I don't expect you to but I do expect you let me love you until you are ready." The pale man squeezed my hand in his, "Thank you. Now you already know that seven eyed witch passage way. Could you possible get us through there and into Bumbles office? If we kill him, it's a clear path to the ministry and to Hogwarts itself." Finally I was going to see the old man at his knees, "Only If I get to watch you kill him. I want him to see who I am with before he dies." I saw a strange glint in my partner's expression, "If you get to make conditions I don't see why I can't. I will agree if you agree to wear this and to not take it off unless showering." Voldemort pulled out a strap of leather, revealing small spikes around the border and emerald jewels that spelled out, 'Owned by Lord Voldemort'. My eyes shown with lust, "I would have worn it any ways love." He seemed happy with that, "Good. I would like the day to spend with you but tomorrow we call my followers, and take over Hogwarts."
I was glad to see my lover so excited about getting what he wanted for such a long time but I had a request. Or two, "Voldemort. I actually had an Idea for headmaster and minister. I was thinking Severus should be headmaster while Lucius Minister." Voldemort brushed his knuckles along my cheek, "I agree love. It will help with the start of the orphanage." I was confused, "Orphanage?" He looked curiously at me then light dawned on his face as though he just realized him I knew not his true goals, "Yes orphanage. I wish to make a law the makes it so muggleborns upon their 11th birthday must choose their magic, or there life with their family. If they chose their magic then they would be place it the Orphanage until they were adopted to a well off magical family. If they chose their family they would have their powers bound, less they chose later in life to be educated to the magical world. I myself am a half blood Harry. I do not truly want all muggle born dead. I do however believe muggles have not enough intelligence to be a part of our world so we separate the two and my problem is solved." I was furious. Beyond furious. Why had everyone slandered this man when his ideals were sincere and realistic? He pulled me into his arms, "I don't blame you. You were raised to hate me. I expected nothing less. You came to me now. That is all that matters." I nodded taking his hand, guiding him up to his room gently, "Let me show you that I am sorry?"