Okie so I believe that there is only one chapter to go after this- maybe two but I didn't look very closely. Now let me see...I'm working my way through the Dom/sub stories you've all helped me to find and while there are a few gems nothing's really quite giving me the kick I like sooo me being me I started yet another story, maybe a long one I'm still deciding but it is just a side story to all the other longer book-like stories that I'm working on, for those of you who are interested I might be willing to post a little preview of it at the end of this story but like I said I make no promises and yes considering this story will revolve around a Dom/sub setting there will be lots of steamy lovely man-sex for my boys- Harry mainly, I'm sort of going with a harem idea...at any rate let me all know your thoughts on this I'm going to get back to writing;)
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Mistress Slytherin
WARNINGS:
VIOLENCE
LANGUAGE
HOMOSEXUAL RELATIONSHIP
QUESTIONABLE MORALS
Not for the eyes of the young!
Let me know if I missed anything.
Chapter 24
The dark lord had never been more terrified in his life then he was the moment Hadrian collapsed beside him. The young face had gone slack and pale, normally glittering green eyes dampened and dull his body like that of a puppet whose strings had been cut. What's worse was that when he reached to grasp his lover he could feel no pulse- nothing at all. For a brief terrifying moment he'd thought that Hadrian was dead somehow. He should have listened to his lover, Hadrian's instincts were nearly always right; he simply had a way of knowing things.
Voldemort sat helplessly beside the bed wishing for the first time in his life that he knew more about healing than about inflicting pain.
"I take it that Hadrian has never told you what he is?" Dumbledore, ever meddlesome, ever sly crept up on him in his most desperate moment. He knew he should ignore the man, but Hadrian was lying on the bed as white as the sheets he was wrapped in with no sign of waking and there was nothing he could do.
There was nothing he could do.
"No." He said dully. The headmaster nodded and slipped around the bed staring down at his Hadrian with a look of concentration.
"He is a time traveler." The man said dropping the bomb so to speak without regret. "I don't know from what time, however it is a time in the far reaching future and in that time he fought a war. A war he had to lead, and a war that I suspect he was losing." The headmaster said gazing down at Hadrian seriously. "His best friend sent him here, to this time in hopes that he could find happiness, admirable, but flawed and desperate logic." The man said before carefully seating himself. "I suspect that she based her ideas off of one of my own rather ingenious creations however she couldn't have known the reasons that I never used the device myself." The headmaster said softly. "The machine is too great a risk and far too dangerous a creation."
"What is wrong with him?" The dark lord demanded coldly. He didn't care where Hadrian come from, the boy could be a demon from hell for all he cared, Hadrian was his consort and his consort was dying, right there in front of him, he could feel it.
"He's become a fixed point in time I suspect." The headmaster said gravely. "He is timeless, ageless and soon there will be nothing that can hurt him for very long- what we are witnessing right now is a metamorphosis. His body is changing on a molecular level to become what it needs to become in order to stay in this time. Then once it is stable he will undoubtedly have to wait, I can guess that he may age just as slowly as he's been aging before the cycle stops and he is frozen as he is."
"You're speaking in riddles!" The dark lord hissed furiously.
"He is a paradox Tom, he is becoming something that will not change, will not age." The headmaster said sharply. "He has changed and damaged his own fate somehow and now time is making up for it the only way it knows how- it's freezing him. He will be that one thing that will remain in existence as he is now, unchanging, without age or law. I suspect that had he not been bound to you in this time, he would be like a blip in time, appearing here and there without reason or rhyme." He said pointing out their joined hands where the tattoo glowed gently. "Your bond is grounding him, keeping him here, but it won't be without consequence and it may not even be as permanent as we would like. Something has started; something has triggered this change in him and I cannot even begin to think of what that change might be." The man said forcefully. "Run a scan over him Tom, you'll understand what I mean." The headmaster said tiredly when the dark lord continued to stare at him accusingly. The dark lord lifted his wand.
"There's no need." A quiet voice spoke up startling both of them. Severus Snape stepped into the room his gaze serious as it turned to the headmaster. "I knew you would be the one to betray him in the end headmaster I just didn't want to believe it." He said clutching an enormous file in his arms before hesitantly handing it to the dark lord. "Hadrain let me perform the spells on him under the guise of learning; he hasn't been to see a proper healer in all of his life." He said watching as the dark lord snatched the folder and hungrily began to scan the documents.
"This can't be right." The man said after a moment.
"The tests are accurate, Hadrian's body is changing constantly, it's been changing slowly over the years but lately the speed of the change has increased. Look." Severus said pointing to one parchment in particular. "This is a scan I performed to check his bones for abnormalities."
"Malnutrition? And these?"
"Forty-six broken bones, seventeen fractures, those are a list of injuries his body has sustained." He said pointing to the pile of parchment behind the one. Hadrian is going to be in pain because his body is erasing all his past injuries, every concussion, every cut every bullet wound- he will suffer them again so that his body can erase them. That's what is happening now, I've been keeping an eye on him but I didn't know who I should go to. Hadrian…he is everything to my mother and I, I couldn't just give this information to anyone." He said shaking his head.
"So you chose the dark lord?" The headmaster said in disappointment.
"You can't even take care of the students under your charge headmaster how was I supposed to be able to trust you?" Severus said with a lift of his chin. The headmaster's shoulders sagged slightly. "You gave away Hadrian's most guarded secret; don't you think he wants to forget that past? He was beaten and starved! His friends died before his eyes one by one- that past is something that he should forget if he wants to move on!" The youth said with a lift of his chin. "Lord Gaunt- he can take care of Hadrian better than I can, he can be there in ways that my mother and I just can't and he's proven to us at least that if there is anyone in this world who deserves to stand by Hadrian, it's him, the man who can make Hadrian smile." Severus said with glittering eyes.
"What you're telling me…what you're both telling me is that Hadrian is immortal?" The dark lord said quietly.
"It isn't a gift Tom it's a curse!" The headmaster hissed. "He will be forever this way; every one he knows will grow old and fade away-"
"This from the man who has created a Philosophers stone!" The dark lord said clutching the parchments in his hand. The headmaster paled considerably.
"How did you know that? Only myself and Nicholas Flamel are aware of it!" The man said with wide eyes.
"It isn't such a secret old man." The dark lord said coldly. "I will take care of Hadrian, I will protect my consort!" He growled his eyes flashing. The headmaster stumbled back.
"Consort?" He breathed wide eyed. The dark lord held up their wrists.
"What did you think this bond was? This is no mere brand headmaster, I have made him mine and I'll be damned if I let anything, anything take him from me!" The dark lord growled. "I will bond with him and then I will seek out immortality for myself! Hadrian will not be alone in his pain!" He swore furiously before turning to Severus as he seated himself. "Tell me everything that you know." He demanded.
The headmaster had the strangest feeling as he stared at the dark lord, an icy breeze slipped through the infirmary and he stumbled back wondering what was in store for the world with these two men in power.
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Harry was wandering, lost on the battlefield surrounded by blood and twisted bodies.
"Harry." He jumped and turned his heart squeezing as he caught sight of Hermione. She was just as he'd remembered, cold shrewd eyes, shorn hair, dirty torn clothes that she'd lost the will to care for- and beautiful, he'd always thought so.
"Mione?" He asked softly.
"Harry I don't have much time, I don't know what you did, I really don't but whatever it was- thank you." She said her face melting a bit. "People are forgetting, like the war never happened. I think- I think I'm the only one left that remembers but it won't be for long. I created a way of contacting you and I don't even know if it will work." She said tears coming to her eyes. "The world is changing, little things at first but then bigger things- London is as it was before this all began, the ministry fixed and running as if nothing happened. You impossible man you weren't supposed to change fate so completely!" She said with a smile. "But then that's always been you hasn't it Harry? Doing impossible things-" She choked off and looked away. "The children are alive Harry, all the ones that we lost, alive and with their families, none of it ever happened and no one knows anything about a Harry Potter…Harry you don't exist in my world and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you Harry, and Ron would send his love if he could remember you, he's quite changed you see and soon I will be too-" She glanced back and an expression of anticipation crossed her face before she turned back to Harry. "Thank you Harry, whatever you did, thank you. I love you Harry, please be happy, that's all I want for you. Good bye." She ended a tear slipping down her cheek. Harry gasped and reached out when her figure which had appeared as corporal as his own began to fade. Hermione smiled gently at him before in an instant she was gone and Harry was left alone in the dark.
His world…gone.
It might have seemed selfish but he grew angry at its loss, all the sacrifice, all the pain all for nothing, they didn't even have a boy named Harry Potter she'd said.
Harry bent down and curled his arms around his legs. Ron was alive, and Hermione, they were living in a safer world; they were untouched by the darkness he'd lived through. He could imagine just for a moment the innocence he'd once known in Hermione, before pain had hardened her and taken her smile from her. He remembered the girl whose only worries were that people thought she had big teeth. Harry let out a short laugh as he remembered the good times. Those memories had been too painful to relive up until now, but now trapped in a seemingly never ending darkness he could remember them.
Ron and the quirky faces he made when Hermione said something he didn't understand.
Hermione and the sharp curiosity that knew no bounds.
His first Christmas gifts.
And the memories went on, the little things that at the time had seemed so unimportant, the times they'd laughed, argued, cried. The trouble they'd gotten into on a nearly constant basis…all of it was gone. They were gone, but as he thought of them he realized that they weren't really, they were still their sitting in a corner in his heart.
Hadrian.
Harry looked up at the sound of the familiar voice. His wrist tingled and then ached as though he was being pulled by some invisible string his scar burned and seared. Harry stood cautiously and lifted his arm following the pull.
Yes, my consort.
Harry frowned, consort? Whose consort?
Red eyes.
Thin smile.
Gasp
Passion.
I love you
Hadrian
Hadrian
Hadrian
"Wake up"
Harry gasped as the voice echoed in his mind. His heart was hammering as he panted looking around him startled and terrified.
Red eyes.
"Hadrian…" The dark lord croaked. Harry stared at the man, the beautiful man who was sitting at his bedside surrounded by books and clutching his hand tightly. Harry relaxed slowly.
"What happened?" Harry said wincing as a sharp pain went through his scull.
"You're bleeding." The man said with a frown completely ignoring the books that fell from his lap as he stood and reached forward brushing his fringe aside.
"I'll be fine my lord." Harry said startled by the sudden closeness. The man's face became pinched and his eyes darkened.
"You've been unconscious for a week Hadrian fading in and out of existence, I doubt you are 'fine.'" He said coldly. Harry stared up at the man in shock noting for the first time the deep circles under the man's eyes and the way he was clutching his hand in a vice grip.
"Why?" Harry said startled.
"The headmaster seems to think that it has something to do with you being a time traveler." The man said silkily.
"Oh…" Harry nodded before stilling. Uh oh…
"Exactly when were you going to tell me that you were a time traveler?" The man said softly. Harry's mind scrambled for an answer though his automatic response was to go on the defense.
"Exactly when were you going to tell me that you're actually a half blood?" Harry said in the same tone. The man's face pinched and his eyes narrowed causing him to wince. "I don't care you know, my real mother was a muggle, I was blood adopted by the Black family so I was able to fool the tests." He said biting his lip. The dark lord let out a long sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I'd forgotten how frustrating you could be." He said though his lips were twitching upwards. Harry smiled faintly.
"I didn't mean to worry you." He said ducking his head. The man sighed again.
"I wasn't worried." The man denied.
"If course you weren't you just decided to spend the last week wearing the same pair of robes you were wearing when we were on our date and surround yourself with books at my bedside, all of which I might add are relative to time travel." He said smugly.
"How is it that you are this coherent?" The man said with a sneer. Harry smirked.
"Thank you." Harry said softly his form relaxing visibly. "For staying." He added looking away with a light blush staining his cheeks. "And for bringing me back." He said smiling slightly. The man was silent for a long moment before leaning forward and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. For once the kiss remained chaste despite the burn that rushed through them both and the man pulled back before they could be tempted for more.
"The headmaster is looking into this as well." He said pulling back and seating himself elegantly. "He believes that you changed something vital in history, something that affected the very way that the world would turn out." He said his gaze serious. Harry nodded.
"The future has been rewritten, my best friend visited me while I was unconscious, or at least I think she did, it felt more like something she'd recorded. She said that everything was different, that everyone had forgotten about the war and that I didn't exist in the future." Harry said his gaze dimming. The hand clutching his squeezed lightly.
"You've become a fixed point in time." The man said softly. "Or you are becoming a fixed point in time hence the fading in and out of existence. Technically you were never born, however you exist, the world can't simply erase you now that you have your own place in this time so it's frozen you. You will not die." The dark lord said quietly. Harry felt his heart freeze in terror.
Will not die.
"No…" He breathed softly. He looked up at the man with wide terrified eyes. He could remember staring into the graves of his friends and comrades in arms, he could remember wondering when it would be his turn. He was just waiting, waiting for it to end, waiting for his grave to be filled so that he could finally be done with the world.
"Hadrian!" The dark lord said sharply. Harry was gasping for air.
"Nonononono, I can't-I have to die, I must die, I have to be buried-my god haven't I done enough?" He was babbling and he knew it- warm lips pressed against his, fire raced through him and his panic subsided overwhelmed by the mere presence of his lover.
"Hadrian, you will not be alone, I will be immortal, I will stay by your side." Something hard and warm pressed into his palm. Harry recognized the feel of it, the flat smooth like glass. He turned his head towards it in shock and silence staring into the ruby red that glinted up at him like a familiar friend- the Philosopher's stone…
The dark lord would stay with him.
He would not be alone.
Harry shivered.
"Hold me?" He begged softly. Immediately arms surrounded him with warmth and safety. He wanted to die, that's all he'd been waiting for, but now…now he had something to live for didn't he? He sank into the firm arms, the strength that he could rely on.
Immortal.
Tears dripped down his cheeks.
The perfect punishment for challenging fate.
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Harry sighed as he shifted impatiently allowing the wand to press against his side and his chest and his arms and legs prodding and poking despite his discomfort. Across from him Severus and Sirius, unlikely pair that they were wore identical smirks of amusement as Harry twitched restlessly.
"Stay still." The dark lord demanded irately.
"Just you wait…one day you'll catch the flu my lord and when you do…" Harry said through grit teeth. The dark lord's lips twitched.
"The wizards flu vaccination was created five years ago, no one gets the flu any more." The man pointed out. "Be still." He said swatting Harry's behind as he fidgeted. Harry grumbled furiously under his breath.
"He has to make sure you're healthy, we don't know what might happen to you when you're body keeps changing so rapidly." Severus pointed out logically. Harry sneered and grit his teeth. It was true, he'd seen the results from last few scans, his body was doing weird things.
"I feel fine." Harry said stiffly.
"I caught you eating tuna out of a can covered in chocolate syrup." Severus said blandly.
"That's disgusting." Sirius said softly his nose wrinkling. The young man had gained his voice back in the time that Harry was unconscious however he was still soft spoken and gravitated towards James, Remus or Hadrian. He still had the shakes some times but Harry knew from experience that it was normal for someone who had been under the cruciatus curse as many times as he had.
"I know- I have to kiss the man." The dark lord said wryly. Harry scowled.
"It was a weird craving! I didn't even notice that I was eating it until Severus pointed it out!" Harry said in his defense.
"And your hair? How do you explain waking up cocooned in hair?" The dark lord said amused. Harry huffed and winced as he was prodded in the back.
"Maybe I got cold; it wouldn't be the first time my hair grew in the middle of the night!" Harry said in his defense.
"Yes it probably happened when you were a child, when your magic was constantly in flux the way it is right now." The dark lord said logically.
Harry was beginning to hate logic.
"But physically I'm healthy, in peak shape that's what the nurse said!" He protested.
"She also said that you had more hormones running through you than a pregnant woman." Severus pointed out dryly. Harry grew very annoyed his temper rising. He swatted away the wand and jumped from the stool.
"Get that thing away from me I swear if I have to be poked one more time-!" Severus and Sirius exchanged amused glances and the dark lord quirked an eyebrow. "Why are you all looking at me like that?" Harry said his heart sinking, falling, crashing, breaking. "I'm not crazy!" He protested as tears gathered in his eyes. The dark lord sighed.
"And this is the very reason I refused to take a wife. I thought to myself that I would be quite safe taking a male as my consort, no tears no emotional messes…but noooo I happen to find the one male who makes absolutely no sense." The man said his patience wearing thin. Harry sniffled but the tears kept coming and he couldn't wipe them away.
"Wrong thing to say." Sirius said with a knowing nod as Harry began to weep in earnest.
"Mister Black?" Harry took one look at Lily and let out a whimper dropping down to a crouch and wrapping his arms around his legs.
"Hormones." The three men said in unison.
"For shame all of you!" Lily snapped her fiery temper coming to the forefront as she crouched down beside Harry and wrapped her arms around him. He was only reminded though that his own mother never knew him in his time, no one knew him. "Oh Hadrian." Lily said softly.
"I wanna die." Harry wept bitterly. "No one knows me, my mother my father gone all gone, my friends never knew me, my godfather-" he choked. "I was better off never being born, that's what fate wants me to know. Without me there was no terror, no people dying every day, no mothers weeping over graves- my god I didn't know what to say to them, how to tell them that their children died in vein! But it's all gone now so it doesn't really matter, I'm the only one that remembers, I'm the only one that can remember. And I can't bloody die…why didn't I just let them shoot me? Why did I keep going? There was so much blood, all of it innocent, I could have died and nothing would have mattered any more-" A snarl broke his ramblings off and he was suddenly hauled to his feet by his hair the dark lord's hand yanking his head back while the other arm came around him.
"Lord Gaunt!" Lily said aghast.
"No more talk of dying! What is done is done! You will live here beside me and I will do whatever it takes to make you happy but you will not leave me for death! You are mine!" The man growled furiously. It hurt, Harry was nearly sure that some of his hair had been yanked out, but despite the pain he felt oddly better.
"Please?" He whispered leaning closer. The dark lord let out an annoyed sound before yanking him close pulling him tightly to his chest.
"You foolish creature what am I to do with you? You drive me mad!" He ground out. Harry sighed and relaxed in the man's arms. The panic washed away and he was soothed and cajoled simply by being so close to the man.
"Your bond is what is stabilizing him in this time; the closer he is to you and the more often that you touch the better." Severus said scribbling something down in his notebook. Severus was completely nonplused by all of this; he was used to the two of them. He'd taken it upon himself to log all the changes Harry faced, every outburst was written down in great detail making him feel like a lab rat.
"Boys!" Lily huffed in frustration before rounding on Severus. "Would you treat me like that if I was pregnant and hormonal?" She demanded. Harry grinned evilly and twisted to see Severus' face redden his eyes glazing over.
"I-uh-uh-uh-uh-uhhhh." Severus stuttered. Harry shared an evil grin with Sirius.
"I would treat you like the queen you are!" Harry stage whispered. Severus' face turned impossibly red and he buried his face in his hands causing Lily to grin in triumph despite the blush on her cheeks.
"Well Severus?" She demanded tapping her foot impatiently.
"I would treat you like the queen that you are." Severus muttered into his hands completely mortified. Sirius let out a low whistle.
"Man you are whipped." He said sadly.
"Oi, no teasing my apprentice or I'll make sure you get yours when you finally fall in love." Harry said shortly. Severus groaned and Lily blushed brightly.
"Not me man, single for life!" Sirius said shaking his head.
"That's what we all say at some point." Harry said dryly. The dark lord snorted and pressed a kiss to the top of his head.
"Feeling better I see?" The man said tightly. Harry glanced up at the man and flushed.
"Sorry." He said shifting uneasily. The dark lord twitched.
"You will make this up to me later." He said knowingly. Harry smirked and his eyes heated.
"Oh yes." He agreed.
"Oh god it's like watching your parents have sex." Sirius said looking queasy.
"You watched your parents have sex? How naughty of you." Harry said quirking his eyebrow at the boy making him blanch and shudder.
"That's just wrong so wrong." He said shivering again. Harry snorted only to glare as the dark lord lifted him and settled him back onto the stool.
"Be still pet, I'll make it worth your while." The dark lord said smirking. Harry narrowed his eyes at the man.
"You'll give me back my bathrobe?" He said bargaining. The dark lord's nose wrinkled.
"That horrid fluffy thing with the pockets? Certainly not." He said snidely.
"I liked that robe." Harry said frowning. "I use that robe when I'm studying." He said crossing his arms.
"And now the house elves use scraps of it to clean with." The dark lord mused.
"You horrid, horrid man." Harry accused.
"I make up for it in bed." The man said unrepentantly.
"You two fight like an old married couple." Sirius said amused.
"Hush!" Harry and the dark lord said in unison. Lily let out a giggle. Harry scowled as he was viscously prodded with the man's wand.
"I remember when I was single…" Harry bemoaned. "New beautiful men and women every night…." He sighed wistfully.
"Thank you my lord for making him an honest man, I can't tell you how many virgins you saved." Severus said cheekily.
"Severus!" Lily said blushing.
"She's right Severus, not in front of the lady." The dark lord said lightly though there was a thin smile on his lips.
"What? No jealous outburst?" Harry said shocked.
"I'm biding my time before I work my way through your past lovers and kill them all." The man said smoothly.
"Don't bother my lord; he hasn't looked at another person since meeting you, truly shocking at first considering how often his eyes wandered before." Severus drawled.
"I used to do that just to make you blush Severus, do you remember our first trip to Diagon ally?" Harry said fondly before letting out an alarmed sound when the dark lord suddenly pulled him into his arms.
"What happened in Diagon Ally hmmm?" He demanded silkily though there was a dangerous edge to his voice.
"He flirted with everything that moved- even the goblin at Gringotts." Severus said dryly.
"Severus could hardly sting a sentence together the whole day he was stuttering so much." Harry said smirking.
"You little tease, a goblin really?" The dark lord said pulling Harry close to his chest and winding his arms around him so that Harry was completely surrounded.
"It was not well received." Severus said rolling his eyes.
"He hissed at me." Harry said with a frown. "And fined me ten gallons." He added wrinkling his nose.
"Clever goblin." The dark lord said pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "Mine." He said with an edge to his voice that made Harry wonder if he hadn't perhaps pushed a little too far.
"Yours." Harry agreed nuzzling the man's arm since it was the only thing he could reach as bound as he was by the strong hold.
"Erg." Sirius said wrinkling his nose.
"I think it's sweet!" Lily defended. Harry smirked and glanced up at Severus who twitched at the pointed look he was receiving. There would be hell to pay if he didn't do it and he knew it. With a sigh Severus reached out and pulled Lily into his arms brushing a kiss to her cheek.
"Yours." He said quietly causing her to turn bright red.
"Good apprentice!" Harry cheered.
"I think I'm gonna be sick." Sirius said sneering.
"I am so going to torment you when you fall in love…" Harry said evilly.
"Hadrian as endearing as this childish side of you is you have classes to teach in a few moments." The dark lord said softly. Harry sighed.
"Fine, fine, bunch of idiots that don't know the difference between a stirring rod and a wand- don't ever become a professor Severus." He warned blithely.
"Dually noted." Severus said amused.
"I don't suppose I'll be seeing you later?" Harry said turning to the dark lord with wide green eyes.
"You know that look doesn't work on me." The dark lord drawled with a sneer. Harry frowned.
"What about this one?" he said in his deepest sexiest voice as he tilted his chin down and gazed up at the man heat and submission in his eyes.
"That works." The man said tightly his grip around Harry tightening. Harry gasped softly as he felt the man harden behind him.
"Then be here tonight…my lord." Harry said softly.
"That's it I'm leaving." Severus said wrinkling his nose.
"I don't know I almost want to stay and watch the show…"Sirius said a bit of humor in his voice.
"Not if you value your life Black." The dark lord said seriously.
"Right- going to class now." Sirius agreed before scurrying out of the room with Lily and Severus in toe. Harry snorted.
"Must you scare the children?" Harry asked as a hand reached up and guided his head to the side so that the man could kiss his neck.
"I have half a mind to bend you over right here my consort." The dark lord warned. Harry gasped as the hot mouth latched onto his neck and bit down harshly before sucking and laving the abused flesh.
"I have half a mind to let you." Harry panted a shudder sliding through him.
"Which is why I'm in control." The dark lord said pressing a kiss to his neck before pulling away.
"I will be back sometime tonight though I may stop and speak to the headmaster." He said a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Speak to the headmaster?" Harry asked stepping closer even as the man backed towards the doors to the infirmary. "I thought you abhorred the mere idea of being in the same room with the man." He said scowling when the dark lord evaded him, they hadn't had sex since he'd been in a coma and it was killing him.
"Oh I do, however he has a brilliant mind I cannot ignore that." He said dropping a kiss to Harry's lips before capturing his hand and settling it in the crook of his elbow as they stepped into the hall. Harry sighed and resigned himself to waiting.
"Should I be worried? The two most brilliant minds in the world working together, there should be some cosmic law to that." He said shaking his head.
"There probably is, though you shouldn't be talking oh great Paradox Child." Harry halted and stared up at the man with a horrified expression.
"Seriously? That's what you're calling me?" He said a sick feeling in his stomach.
"Dumbledore's idea I assure you, he didn't like any of the names I chose." The man said with an amused smirk. Harry felt some of the ill feeling pass at this.
"Oh and what sort of names would those be?" He said slyly as they passed a gaggle of students.
"Not ones that I can repeat in public." The man said his voice deepening just the slightest bit. Harry felt warmth rise in his chest as he leaned into the man's side.
"I'm sorry I'm such a mess." Harry said suddenly. "I'm working on a potion to balance my hormones but it's a tricky bit of work." He added.
"I know I peeked into your notes." The man said smirking slightly.
"My notes are warded." Harry said in mild shock.
"Very well warded." The man agreed. Harry snorted.
"You have no respect for personal boundaries do you?" He said wryly.
"I do in fact, however you are my consort and I see you as an extension of myself meaning that the notes are in their own way, my notes." He reasoned. Harry snorted.
"Of course my lord." Harry agreed rolling his eyes.
"I do believe you were apologizing?" The man pointed out smugly.
"Oh I'm quite finished actually…" He said nonchalantly.
"Like hell you are, now say it." The man said leaning closer the arm holding his hand flexing reminding Harry how deliciously capable the man was.
"These things shouldn't be said all the time." Harry reasoned. "It dampens the feeling one gets when they are heard." The dark lord halted just before Harry's classroom and turned looming over him until he was backed into the wall.
"I shouldn't have to beg you to say them my consort." The man said softly. "Trust me, say them often, I won't ever let their importance fade." He said lifting Harry's hand and twisting the ring on his finger. Harry stared at it for a moment his gaze softening.
"I'll try." He said hesitantly.
"Oh?" The man said pointedly. Harry bit his lip.
"I love you." He breathed the words almost painful to say. The man's expression softened and he pressed a kiss to Harry's hand.
"I would face your hormones every day for the rest of eternity Hadrian, but only yours, you are the only one that can inspire this patience in me." He said a hint of dry humor in his voice despite the seriousness of his words. Harry felt that warm spot grow and he darted up pressing a kiss to the smooth cheek.
"I love you." He said again before pulling away and pushing into his classroom sparing the man a heated stare his eyes dropping submissively. "My lord." He said with heated promise before darting into the room.
The dark lord stared after his consort and a thought struck him that made his heart ache. His consort, beautiful vivacious and his loved him, but what had he given the man? What had he really given him? Promises? He'd trapped the man into this world, trapped him into the place by his side out of pure selfishness, and all he had for the man were more demands. He couldn't help himself though, from the moment he'd heard of the young Hadrian Black all those years ago he'd been fascinated. He could still remember seeing the man standing on stage looking so much older and wiser and broken than any supposed fifteen or sixteen year old should have.
At first he'd simply wanted to watch the boy, after all he'd been traveling, learning becoming wise he hadn't any need for a young man like Hadrian except perhaps for a powerful ally when he returned for good. But he'd lost contact with the men who were assigned to watch Hadrian Black. Looking back that should have been the first tip, instead he'd lost interest in something so far away, forgot about the young man with old, old eyes. Until of course he attended the funeral of Lord Sirius Black. His interest had been rekindled however this time it wouldn't be put out; it was always there in the back of his mind. In Egypt or Africa, in Bangladesh or Cambodia, every where he went Hadrian Black's potions were sold. In the potions circle the man had become a legend of sorts, a recluse that no one had met but everyone knew. And then he'd returned to England, to his home land and the land he intended to change for the better.
Hadrian hadn't recognized him the day they had officially met. That was the key thing looking back, no one treated him as though he was unimportant, but Hadrian had. Boldly and with confidence that could only be inspired by a great deal of power and knowledge Hadrain Black had all but scorned him and his advances. Annoyed and intrigued he'd set Severus on the man intending to spy on him- the only problem was that Hadrain had rid Severus of what the dark lord was holding over his head. He had nothing to hold over the young man and Severus had always been the type that would defend until the death, threatening his life would have been pointless since the young man obviously held Hadrain in high esteem.
He had underestimated Hadrian Black.
He smirked slightly as he made his way through the floo. Hadrian hated when people underestimated him. He paused in memory of their 'wedding' night. He'd planned on making the man his, power like that was simply to great to be left alone, he couldn't risk the man turning on him and he had tired of the subtle hints of what the boy could offer. He had been willing to break one of his greatest rules, to allow the man to stand beside him rather than under him like the other death eaters. He hadn't anticipated what he'd seen that night, the grace agility and power- Hadrian had tossed some of his greatest men to the side as though they were toys he was too old for. He was a general and the dark lord could see that clearly. As the man fought he was assessing, the dark lord had no doubt that within the first ten minutes of the duel Hadrian could have placed any one of his men into the order that would have given them the highest chance of winning.
The sight of the lithe experienced body flashing through the air dancing and brutal, green eyes glowing with dark energy as magic rose and soaked the room around him- Hadrian had been breathtaking.
He'd known almost immediately that what he had previously found as attractive in the man could become very, very dangerous to him. He had never loved another before, he had never wanted to love another before- well not since he was a pathetic weakling of a child. But Hadrian challenged him, infuriated him and offered him what he'd doubted that he would ever find in another person. That look, that submission…he had to have it, it had to be his, as if there was a part of him that thrived on it. Others gave him willingly what Hadrian Black would never give another soul.
Except him.
And only because he'd taken it by force. But he would win the man over, he'd won Hadrian's heart but only just and by no fault of his own, winning his trust, winning the absolute surety that the man belonged only to him- that would take time.
But he had time.
He had all of eternity now.
His hand reached into his pocket where the Philosopher's stone rested.
Hadrian would be his in every way.
"My lord? Are you quite alright?" He snapped out of his thoughts startled by Abraxis' presence. He frowned realizing that he was clutching his chest a dull ache pulsing under his hand. Had he eaten something odd?
"Quite well Abraxis, now I believe you have a report for me?" He said silkily. Abraxis frowned but nodded and handed him a file all the same.