Chapter 6

Soul mate

Stefan was woken up by a knock on the door and groaned as he got up and wrapped a robe around himself. He opened the door and saw him mother standing there, if he didn't know any better he would have thought she looked nervous. "Ah, good, you're up!" she said and looked at him. "Quickly get dressed and meet me and your father in the main parlour, there is something that we need to talk to you about." Stefan frowned.

"Ok." He said weakly and shut the door and went to get a quick shower. He got dressed and made his way to the main parlour where his parents were sitting, waiting. "What is it?" he asked as he came in the room.

"Son, sit down." Lucius said and motioned his arm to the chair by the fireplace. Stefan sat and narrowed his eyes, what was going on? "There is something we need to tell you."

"Mother said that." He responded.

"Do you remember the letter I gave you on your first night?" his mother asked him. He nodded and frowned. "Do you remember everything it said?" Stefan frowned and tried to remember.

"It was a letter from Lily Potter telling you that James had stolen your child and she didn't realise till later on." He said slowly. They nodded encouragingly. "Er..."

"There was something at the bottom, remember?" Lucius prodded. Stefan's eyes widened as he remembered. He had been so occupied about finding out his parents were alive and Malfoy's at that he had totally forgotten everything else. Now he remembered, it had stated that he had a soul mate. No! He didn't want a soul mate, well he did, but he would like to pick that person out himself instead of him not being able to not choose. But if they were soul mates then they had to be perfect for each other, right?

"Do you know who it is?" he asked surprisingly calm. They didn't move but then slowly nodded their heads. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "And you were going to tell me?"

"Yes." Lucius said because he hadn't opened his eyes yet.

"Who is it?" he said nervously. He opened his eyes when he got no answer and looked at them. Why were they not answering him for? They looked at each other and Narcissa nodded to her husband.

"Before we tell you, we want you to promise you will not freak out." Lucius said to his son.

"Why would I freak out?"

"You haven't had the best of times together." He said carefully.

"So I have met him." Stefan concluded. "But then wouldn't I have known or something?" Lucius shook his head and smiled slightly.

"As your magic was not really your own and just pushed to the side, so to speak, yours never reacted to his and so you didn't know. However you will be able to tell when you meet him this time."

"So it is a he?" he said and pursed his lips slightly. They just nodded. He sighed and gave them a tired look. "How will I know, you said it would react differently now."

"Well, your magic will kind of react to his, you will know." Narcissa said softly.

"Ok, just tell me his name."

"Tom Marvolo Riddle." Lucius said. He thought it would be better to say this name than Lord Voldemort, well the Dark Lord as he would never say his master's name. They saw their son's eyes widen and his mouth fell open and kind of shook his head slightly.

"What?" he croaked.

"You know who that is?" they asked confused and shocked. Stefan nodded.

"Second year I found out." He said weakly. "Because of the diary." Lucius nodded and sighed. "So Voldemort is my soul mate." He was speaking as if in a daze. He couldn't believe this; the person who had been trying to kill him for god knows how long was really his soul mate. The snake-man was his soul mate! He shook his head and let out a bitter chuckle, why would fate do this to him? Did fate hate him this much? He looked at his parents who were looking worried and anxious.

"If he knew, would he have tried to kill me all those times?" He had to know. Lucius shook his head.

"Whatever his thoughts on you were it would have made no difference, you can't kill your soul mate." Lucius explained. "That is why he couldn't kill you as a child." Stefan processed this and closed his eyes whilst massaging his temples.

"Do I have to be with him?" he asked desperately.

"Well, he knows now and I don't know what he wants but I would prefer you to." Lucius said, he quickly went on as Stefan gave him a look. "Not because it is an 'honour' but because sometimes when soul mates do not get together they can go insane. I believe this is why the Dark Lord is the way he is, because he was born a lot earlier than you and he had to go all that time without you. Not everyone gets soul mates but some do and when they do, they need to be with that person."

"Did Dumbledore know?" Stefan asked.

"To that we don't know." There was silence for a while and no one dared to speak for some unknown reason. Stefan decided to break it.

"When do I have to meet him?" he asked, to Lucius he seemed nervous but was trying not to show it.

"Well I will have to inform him of this and he will decide." Lucius replied. Stefan nodded mutely.

"Can I go now?" He nodded and his son left without a word. Narcissa and Lucius looked at each other when it was only them in the room.

"That went better than I thought it would." Narcissa said seriously.

Voldemort was in his office finishing off some last minute paperwork when he heard a knock at the door. He didn't lift his head as he called for Lucius to enter; he knew it was him as he felt his aura. The door creaked open and the aura become heavier as he could feel it more. "What is it Lucius?" he asked softly. He heard the man clear his throat nervously.

"We have just told Stefan, My Lord." He said quietly. Voldemort stopped writing and put down the quill and looked the man in the face.

"Really?" he said and tilted his head to the side. "And how did he respond?"

"Well, he seemed fine about it, but I think he was slightly nervous and confused." Lucius replied.

"Really?" Voldemort said, mainly to himself. "Did he say anything else?"

"He had asked when he would have to meet you, but I told him that would have to wait until you decide." Voldemort hummed and looked at the ceiling.

"How is Severus coming along with the potion?" Lucius frowned when he was asked that.

"Well, I have not talked to him, My Lord." He said hesitantly. "I thought it was best so he could fully concentrate." Voldemort looked back at him and did for quite some time, making the blonde man shift.

"Very well. I will set up a time and date of this 'meeting' and I will tell you some other time." He said dismissively. Lucius bowed.

"Is there anything else you need My Lord?" Voldemort shook his head and waved his hand, making the door open and that let Lucius know that he was meant to leave. Lucius left and went straight to his office.

Two days later Stefan found himself in the main parlour alone. He was told by his father that he was meeting his 'soul mate' today and he had to be alone, it was what the Dark Lord had requested. He shifted on the seat and closed his eyes briefly and opened them when he heard the door opening. He took a breath but didn't look behind him. He felt another presence in the room and saw a shadow fall over him and stop. He looked up and what he saw shocked him. Instead of the snake-like man he was expecting to see, was Tom Riddle. It was like an older version of the Tom that he saw in the chamber.

He had dark brown hair that fell in waves around his ears. He had a pale complexion and broad shoulders and a muscled body. However, even though everything else had changed, the man still had his piercing red eyes. Voldemort looked down upon him and he couldn't tell what he was thinking, but his father was right when he said he would be able to know the difference. He could feel his and Voldemort's magic battering away at each other and he felt safe instead of in danger around him now. Voldemort sat gracefully on the couch next to him and picked up the glass that was meant for him off the coffee table. They didn't say anything but Voldemort continued to stare.

"So Harry or should I say Stefan?" Voldemort smirked. "How do you like it here so far?" Stefan frowned. Was the man trying to tease him, because he couldn't tell? Voldemort looked serious enough.

"Er... it's nice." He said idiotically.

"Nice?" Voldemort repeated and Stefan just nodded. "Nice." He said again and took a drink. He put his arm on the back of the couch and touched his shoulder slightly. Even though it was just a slight touch, he still felt it as though it weighed a ton. He felt as though he had been electrocuted. His eyes widened and he looked at Voldemort confused. From the look on his face he knew that was meant to happen but was still shocked about the intensity. Stefan guessed it was to let people know when they had met their soul mates.

Stefan shifted and reached for his own glass, he was getting uncomfortable with the silence.

"So Stefan, how much do you know about soul mates?" Voldemort asked curiously.

"Not much." He replied and scratched his head.

"Well after this maybe you would want to read this." He said and pulled out a book and passed it to him. It was a plain book with the words 'soul mates' wrote on the front.

"Thank you." He didn't know what to feel about sitting here with this man. The man who had tried to kill him on numerous occasions, but no matter how hard he tried all of that seemed to get washed away. He wondered why that was. All he seemed to want to do was kiss the man or at least hold him. Voldemort seemed to want to do that too because he kept fidgeting and looking at his lips now and then. They eventually started talking of nothing with consequence and their time was coming to an end. They got up and walked to the door. Voldemort turned around and bent down and pressed his lips against the smaller man's lips. Stefan felt as though a fire had ignited and he felt hot in the face, his whole body was tingling.

When the kiss was broke he was slightly breathless and he noticed Voldemort's eyes were still closed. He smiled slightly and knew he couldn't stay mad at this man, for him he would do anything. "I will see you some other time." Voldemort said quietly.

"Can I ask you something?" he said rushed. Voldemort raised an eyebrow, silently telling him to continue. "Well, two things really... One, how did you get your looks back and two, do I have to call you Voldemort." he blushed. "I know you hate your birth name but I don't like Voldemort, you know what, it doesn't matter." Voldemort's lips twitched.

"Well, for my looks, I had got Severus to make a potion for me and as for the issue of my name. You may call me Marvolo." he responded.

"Really?" Stefan asked wide eyed. Voldemort smirked and kissed his lips softly.

"Yes." he said and walked out of the room leaving the boy behind. Stefan silently wondered if it was the magic at work making Vold-Marvolo so nice to him, or if he was faking. He grabbed the book and made his way to his room and sat on the bed. He opened it up and began to read. By the end he had found out quite a bit. Like about submissive's and the dominate's. If you were the dominate you would start to feel insane without your mate and get extremely angry and violent and you would protect them with everything you have. It didn't say how you know which one you are, you just know. Wasn't very helpful. For a submissive, you would be able to get pregnant if you were a male and you would depend on your partner and were the one to look after your family. To Stefan it sounded like a woman.

To bond fully you would need to have sexual intercourse as it binds you in a most intimate way and it makes you stronger and if the couple was powerful enough they could talk to one another through their minds. It sounded cool to him and he hope he could do it. The dominate would be able to feel the others emotions as he is meant to keep the other happy. Stefan didn't know if he like that part though, his emotions are his own and he didn't want anyone else knowing them so openly like that. Also the submissive would be the only this strong enough to calm his/her mate down when extremely angry. He put the book on the bedside table and laid down on the bed, closing his eyes. He was about to fall asleep when there was a loud knock on his door. He glared and stood up, going to the door to see Draco stood behind it.

"What?" he sighed.

"Dinner." Draco smiled. His belly made noise of agreements and he blushed.

"Good timing apparently." They walked to the dining hall and he stopped when he saw Marvolo sat at the table today. He frowned but carried on walking in with Draco. He looked up to see him being signaled to sit next to Marvolo and did so silently. He put some food onto his plate and listened to the conversation that was going around the table. Severus was here today, along with his aunt and husband and brother. He jumped slightly when he felt something on his leg. He looked down to see Marvolo's hand sliding up and down on his left leg. He gulped.

"What are you doing?" he whispered to the man sat on his left.

"What does it look like I am doing?" Marvolo smirked. Stefan blushed and looked away. He tried to ignore the hand on his leg but found it rather difficult when it was slowly riding upwards. Now he was confused, early today he was nice and polite and now he was feeling him up when he had kept his distance last time. Maybe he was trying to wind him up. Unbeknownst to Stefan Marvolo was able to know everything he was feeling. After they had kissed he had somehow been able to know what he was feeling now and he could sense everything he was feeling now. Lust, confusion and frustration. He smirked and cupped him, making the boy bite his lip.

"Is everything alright?" Draco asked his brother, he looked like he was in pain or something.

"I'm fine." he replied weakly and shifted. "I am done with dinner thought." he said pushed away from the table. He paused a second before he stood up and left. Marvolo watched with a satisfied grin. Later that night Marvolo knocked on Stefans door and waited, leaning against the wall outside his door. The door opened and he smiled widely, he was having a lot of fun. Stefan looked at him with lust and nervousness and he felt smug. He knew he was good looking but seeing his mate look at him with such obvious lust was wonderful.

"Yes?" Stefan asked in a quiet voice. He walked inside and watched as he shut the door.

"I just wondered if I could say goodnight?" Stefan frowned and walked to the bed.

"Sure?" he said, though it sounded like a question. He sat on the bed and watched Marvolo warily. Marvolo climbed on the bed and pushed him down. He put his lips on the younger mans and pulled him into a passionate and hungry kiss. Marvolo swiped his tongue across the others bottom lip and he opened up immediately and he plunged his tongue into the warm cavern. The younger man under him moaned and he pressed him deeper into the bed. When he could feel the boy getting hotter he let go and got off the bed. He walked to the door and looked back before he left the room and whispered:

"Good night."

A/N: Ok, something has gone wrong with my laptop so it is on a really go slow and sometimes things aren't working properly, so sorry if some take a while to update but I can sometimes use my mams laptop and I am hoping my laptop won't break completely.

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