(July 31, 1 year later, Harry's 16th birthday)
"TOM!" Harry shouted as he came all over the bed sheets.
His lover, Tom Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort thrust in a few more times before coming with a shout of, "HARRY!"
The year had been a good one for the two. Since that shopping trip the year before, Harry hadn't been outside again, not once. Harry, who had once been a sweet obedient slave is now, well, he's still sweet and obedient, most of the time, but no longer considered a slave. About after two months of being together, his master, Voldemort, had asked Harry to call him Tom. It made him feel special to know he had been given a privilege no one else had, he was allowed to call the Dark Lord by his real name. He still called Tom, Master every once in a while, but mostly when the occasion called for it. And after 6 months, they both confessed their love. It was a weird thought, the all-powerful and evil Dark Lord Voldemort was in love with his slave.
Not many actually saw Harry after that picture in the Daily Prophet, it seems as if no one really noticed the tiny scar on the blushing boy's forehead, and even if they did, Harry wasn't around to be questioned. The only visitors ever in the manor were Lucius who would sometimes bring his son Draco. Harry had thought that they could be friends, but the more time he spent around Draco (which was hardly any time at all) he noticed the boy was a bit off, and sort of creepy. Harry didn't like the strange looks Draco would give him when no one else was looking. So instead of talking to Draco, he tried to stick by either Tom or Lucius whenever possible.
The year went by with nothing too exciting happening if that doesn't include all of Tom's work. Tom had made a big show of reappearing, though, he tended to leave using glamour charms to make himself look more snakelike, he didn't see a need to expose his real face. Tom and all of his Death Eaters had gone into the ministry and wreaked havoc on the place. The place collapsed shortly after they left, though few people died. Fudge was now setting up a ministry building elsewhere, but he could no longer deny the Dark Lord's return. Tom had even made a daring attack on the muggle government. He attacked the muggle ministry as well. Fudge was STILL trying to smooth things over with them. All in all, the year had been a good one, and now Harry was celebrating his magical majority, though he won't come of age for another year.
"Happy birthday, my sweet raven," Tom said sweetly while nibbling on Harry's earlobe.
"Mmmm, thank you, Tom," Harry said, still sensitive from his orgasm.
"I have a present for you," Tom whispered into his ear. Harry, he saw perked up at that.
"Present? Where? What'd you get me?" Harry asked quickly, wanting to know what it was this time. Tom had periodically gotten Harry beautiful gifts throughout the year. Like the stunning diamond and emerald necklace he bought Harry when his snake Apollo was swallowed whole by Nagini, it appears she was a bit jealous of the attention Apollo got and decided to eat him.
Tom had also bought Harry a matching bracelet to the necklace and gave it to him at a later date. But the best present Tom had gotten him had to have been the ring. Not just any ring, but this one was a Slytherin family ring. True, it wasn't as big as Tom's but it wasn't supposed to be. Tom was the dominant so he was the one with nicer things. Harry loved the ring though, he was proud to wear it on his finger, and hopefully, one day, it might move to his left hand and their relationship would be solidified. But that would only happen if Tom got off his ass and asks him to marry him first!
"Yes present, not here, and you'll have to wait," Tom said with a grin. Harry raised a brow in question. 'Not here. Well if it's not here then it must be at the Malfoys.' Harry thought as he got up to get dressed. Tom as if reading his mind told him otherwise. "It's not at Malfoy Manor either." He said with a smirk. Harry whirled around and stared at him. He gave that 1000 galleon smile and ran into Tom's now open arms.
"Oh Tom, you're taking me out! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Harry squealed in glee. He kissed Tom firmly on the lips and rushed to get dressed. Tom only laughed at Harry's enthusiasm.
"What are you waiting for? Come on, let's go now! I want to go shopping!" Harry said as he practically ran from the room. Tom just smiled and walked at a more sedate pace. He arrived to see Harry impatiently pacing the study. "Finally, you old geezer, let's go!" Harry teased. He knew Tom was like, 70 so he liked to tease him, though he had the body of a 30-year-old. A very good-looking 30-year-old.
"Well if you want this 'old geezer' to go anywhere then you had better be nice, my evil little raven." Tom teased right back. Harry had started out really sweet but sometimes he had this side to him, a sense of dark humour that caught Tom by surprise every time. Like that time when they were messing around and Harry was giving him a blowjob. He was so caught up with the feeling of suction that it was a total shock when Harry handcuffed him to the bed. It was pretty funny for a minute until he caught that evil gleam in Harry's eyes. Harry stopped sucking him, got up from the bed and went to the drawer with their other playthings. He pulled out that damn cock ring and put it on his cock and kissed him hard. Harry then proceeded to tell him he was heading to take a shower and told him he expected him to still be hard when he came back. Like he had a choice in the matter with that damnable cock ring in place. His wand was on the other side of the room too. He was defenceless.
That, Tom remembered, had been Harry's longest shower. When Harry came back he left Tom cuffed to the bed and proceeded to bounce up and down on his cock a few times with the ring still in place. Harry took it off after a few minutes and Tom exploded inside him. He watched as Harry finished himself off on top of him before Harry let him go and unlocked the handcuffs. Tom couldn't stay mad at Harry. It was impossible.
"I'm sorry, Tom. I just really want to go. I've only been somewhere those two times, and the graveyard hardly counts." Harry said pleadingly. He wanted to spend some time with Tom other than in the manor.
"Alright, alright. We're going to Diagon Alley. Wrap your arms around my waist and I'll Apparate us." Harry was quick to comply and they quickly popped away.
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Sirius didn't know what to do at first. He hadn't spoken to Dumbledore since he found out about Harry's supposed death. He just didn't trust him, if that man had checked up on Harry when he was supposed to then maybe they would have realized he was missing.
But then he found out he wasn't dead, and actually looked good. A little too good. 'No Sirius, bad thoughts, bad thoughts. He's your fucking godson! Oh~ fucking godson~ no, NO, bad Sirius, bad Padfoot! Very bad Padfoot. Go down, and stay down.' Was all Sirius could think while trying to will his erection away.
Sirius had decided to stay near Diagon Alley to see if Harry ever came back. He never told anyone the boy in the paper was Harry. He thought of telling Remus, but he really did have too many of his own problems to think about. So he spent a better part of the year eating and watching the other patrons of the Leaky Cauldron. This is the one place in Diagon Alley you can apparate and Floo to. If he was coming, it would be through here. He looked up as he heard someone else pop in.
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Tom and Harry arrived in the Leaky Cauldron in nearly no time at all.
"So, where are we going first?" Harry asked excitedly as he moved his arms from around Tom's waist and up to around his neck in an intimate gesture.
"Well, Raven, I thought we would start off in a bookshop since you are so fond of them. Then, I thought we could pick you up a few more robes, yours are getting a little small. Then you can have your surprise." Tom said, smiling contently. This time they didn't have to be uncle and nephew or anything like that. Harry had grown a bit, so now their ages weren't that far looking apart. More people would be willing to accept them. Harry looks like he could pass as a 17-year-old, which was the legal age to have sex.
"I thought coming here was the surprise!" Harry said.
"No, there's more. Now hurry up, you're the one who was in such a rush to leave earlier." Tom said fondly. The two quickly headed out the back.
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Sirius couldn't believe his luck. The boy from the paper, his godson just arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. 'Who's that with him? Is it his kidnapper?' Sirius thought while getting up from his seat to confront the two. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Harry put his arms around the man in an intimate way. That looked way too casual.
'Maybe I got it wrong. Maybe he wasn't kidnapped, but taken away. Maybe someone wanted a family and saw Harry on that doorstep and decided to take him away. I mean, Harry looks both healthy and happy. But who is that man? He's a bit young to be involved with Death Eaters, and a bit too old to be Harry's boyfriend. Looks like I'll find out.' He thought as he followed them out into Diagon Alley. He transformed himself into Padfoot in order to hear and follow them better. Who would think a street dog was anything other than a street dog? Hopefully, no one would look his way twice.
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Tom and Harry went from store to store in Diagon Alley and then stopped for some ice cream. They were both having so much fun. It was like they were on a date. After finishing off the rest of his mint chocolate chip ice cream, Tom decided it was time for the surprise.
"Alright Harry, let's go get your real present," Tom said as he looped an arm through Harry's and guided him to the next shop. Harry looked up and gasped at what he read.
Ollivander's Wand Shop. He was getting his very first wand.
"Tom, does this mean what I think it means? Please tell me you're not joking?" Harry pleaded, still looking at the name of the shop.
"No, my sweet raven, I'm not joking. You're getting a wand." Tom said softly. "Now let's go in."
Harry followed Tom into the shop, neither noticing the big black dog following them. The dog looked curiously at the shop for a minute before following them through the open door. It was much too hot to keep the door closed.
When Harry walked in he sneezed over the dusty smell. He looked around for the owner and didn't see him.
"Good evening, gentlemen." Harry jumped as he heard a voice behind him and turned around. 'When did he get there, he hadn't been there a second ago.' Harry thought. The creepy old man stared at them both for a moment before speaking.
"Mr Riddle, I didn't expect to find you in my shop again. And with Mr Potter no less." Ollivander said in his eerie way. Voldemort immediately brought his wand out and pointed it at the old man.
Mr Ollivander only looked at it with a blank face. "Yew, thirteen and a half inches long, core of a phoenix feather." He stated as if to himself. "I never forget a wand." He said.
"Now what will you two be needing today?" He asked as if the Dark Lord and the Boy-Who-Lived showing up together was the most natural thing in the world. He only gave a brief glance to the 'dog' wagging its tail behind the two.
"Harry needs a wand," Voldemort said while lowering his own. They were in the shop for a good 45 minutes before sparks shot out of one.
"Curious, very curious," Ollivander said. Tom and Harry looked at each other.
"What's curious?" Harry asked carefully.
"This wand that you are holding has the core of a phoenix feather. The phoenix that gave this feather only gave one other. Only one. It is curious that the wand you are holding is the brother wand to the man standing right beside you." Ollivander said.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Voldemort hissed, wanting to know the significance.
"I don't know. It may mean nothing. It may mean everything. I just don't know, I've never seen anything like this before." Ollivander said in wonder and then disappeared between the rows of wands.
Tom and Harry looked at each other before leaving the shop. As they left they finally noticed the big black dog stalking them and stopped.
"Shoo, go away you smelly mutt!" Tom said while he made a shooing gesture with his hands. The dog just looked at him as if to say, 'Yeah right, you stupid human, as if I'd listen to you.'
"Damn dog," Tom said as he pulled out his wand to hex it only to stop when he saw Harry run towards the big dog. "Harry get away from it! It could bite you." He said. Harry obviously not listening started cooing and petting the foul creature.
"Oooh, who's a good doggy? You're such a cute doggy. Yes, you are!" Harry said in a baby voice and started scratching behind the dog's ears.
Sirius melted, 'That feels soooo good. Don't stop.' He just loved a good scratch, maybe if he rolled onto his back he would scratch his belly good too? Sirius did that, and what do you know, Harry started to scratch his tummy.
"Awe, he's so cute! Can I keep him?" Harry asked while looking up at Tom. It WAS his birthday after all.
"No." Was all he said. There was no way in hell he was taking that foul creature home.
Harry laid on the waterworks, that always worked. "B-But, I've been so alone since your stupid pet ate Apollo. I never have anyone to keep me company." Harry said with a sniffle.
"You have me!" Tom said in exasperation.
"Not all the time. You're always working, I have no one to confide in. It's not like I can tell anyone else what we do." He said. Sirius thought, 'what does he mean by that?' As he rolled back onto his stomach, all scratched out.
"Raven, look at him. He's dirty, he has fleas and it is very possible he has worms." Tom said, trying to talk some sense into him. 'I do NOT have worms.' Sirius thought.
Harry tried his last resort. "Pleasssse, Tom," Harry begged while he teamed up with Sirius to give Tom the puppy dog eyes.
Tom groaned. Why did he have to give him that look? He looked from Harry's eyes to the mutt's and back again. "Oh, fine. But you are the one to clean up his messes, he's probably not house-trained." Was all he said on the matter. Harry jumped up and kissed him long and hard.
"Thank you, Tom!" Sirius was gobsmacked. 'So much for the big brother theory.' Sirius thought. Really, this Tom was much too old for his godson. He would have to make sure he didn't take advantage of Harry. The boy was too innocent and naive, he probably didn't even know what sex was.
"Alright, off to Knockturn Alley. We still need to get a few things." Tom said. They turned and walked towards the dark alley.
'He's taking my godson into Knockturn Alley? Oh hell no!' Sirius ran and bit Harry's pant leg trying to pull him away from the alley. Harry could get murdered or raped down there. He knew this guy was no good for him.
"Brownie, what are you doing?" Sirius and Tom both looked at him stunned.
"Brownie?" Tom asked, trying his hardest not to laugh.
"Yes, Brownie. He needs a name you know?" Harry said in his matter-of-fact way.
"I agree, but still Brownie?" Harry nodded. Tom sighed. "Brownie it is then."
They continued walking, Sirius keeping a lookout. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt his godson. When they arrived at their destination Sirius barked again. 'Oh hell no.' He thought again. They were in front of Erotica: Toys For Adults for the second time in Harry's life. All three walked in.
Sirius was shocked when Harry immediately started to browse. He read some of the descriptions and even picked a few things up to look at them. He saw the man, Tom, walk over to him and wrap his arms around Harry's waist from behind while he showed him something. Sirius decided to get a better look.
"These are anal beads. I think it would be hot if you walked around with these inside you all day." Tom said closely to Harry's ear. Not closely enough, Sirius heard every word.
"A bit small aren't they?" Sirius' head snapped up. His sweet innocent godson did NOT just say that.
"Well if they were really big they would bother you when you were walking around," Tom said as if the answer was obvious.
"We'll get them then," Harry said while looking over some other things. They left with the beads, a butt plug, some more lube, nipple clamps, leather restraints, a ball gag, and a collar that was specially made. It was black with silver writing that said HARRY on it. They were going to have so much fun!
Sirius just whimpered. 'Does he even know what that stuff is?' He thought and then looked back at Harry who was looking at Tom and licked his lips in what had to be a sexual manner. 'Yup, he definitely knows what that stuff is.' Sirius thought, once again getting hard. 'I wonder what his parents would think about his boyfriend. Hell, what would his guardians think? I wonder if they know he is seeing an older man.'
They were walking towards the exit of the alley when Harry suddenly stopped.
"Tom, I want something else before we leave," Harry said quietly.
"What is it?" Tom asked, curious. Harry merely pointed to a shop.
"A tattoo? You want a tattoo? Why?" Tom asked.
"I swear you'll like it! Please, Tom!" Harry tried again.
"Fine, fine. It better be tasteful." Was all he said. Harry ran into the shop and told the owner what he wanted and was quickly seated. Harry pulled his pants down and sat. The tattoo was to be put on his midriff. It would be slightly lower than the belly button and off to the left a bit. The man quickly finished, the tattoo being rather simple. The man rubbed a potion on it to have it heal up. Tom then leaned over to examine it with 'Brownie' by his side.
"I love it." The tattoo had a green serpent twining around five words. Property of Tom Marvolo Riddle.
"I told you, you would," Harry said in a childish way. "Come on, let's go home."
All Sirius could think was, 'Where do I know that name?'