Author's Note: I don't own anything except for Truffles. Truffles is an oc.
It was time for bed and Voldemort led Truffles back to his room. "Would you like me to read you a bed time story?" asked Voldemort.
Truffles lifted her head and it almost looked like she was smiling at Voldemort. "I will take that as a yes! SNAPE!"
Snape twirled into the room with a book on a platter. "Here you go your darkness!" smiled Snape as he bowed.
He threw the platter out the door and then curled up on the floor. He was on his stomach and rested his head on his elbows. "Ready?" asked Voldemort.
Snape nodded as Truffles curled up. "Alright, tonight's story is about two unlikely people becoming friends."
Voldemort began to read the story and lovingly stroked Truffles and she began to softly purr. As time went on, Voldemort got to the half way point of the story. He looked over at Truffles and she was fast asleep. She was snoring and purring at the same time and was in total bliss. Snape and Voldemort looked at each other and said, "Aww!"
It was so precious. Voldemort felt tears spill from his eyes and Snape handed him a tissue. "Oh Voldy, what's wrong?"
"For the first time in my life, I finally realized what's its like to be loved and to love."
Snape began to sob as well and he whispered, "I knew that feeling…once."
Voldemort and Snape looked at each other and cried some more. They hugged each other and then Voldemort said, "Let's let Truffles sleep and go watch a chick flick and cry over that!"
Later that night, Voldemort came back to his room and opened the door slowly. Truffles awoke and lifted her head. She mewed softly and jumped off the bed to rub herself on Voldemort. He picked her up and she made a grunt noise. "I love you Truffles."
He set Truffles back down and climbed into his bed. For some reason, he thought about what he and Snape had said earlier about love. Voldemort finally loved something. And that something wasn't a something it was a someone. Someone named Truffles.