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Bound by Fate	By : Ravenheart Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 13920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Christmas Story...

Let's start the re-tale of this story
by saying that, despite people wanting to believe otherwise, there
are thousands of parallel universes similar to this one. Some where
magic isn't real, some where the 70's fashion never really left. And
some that differ very little from each other, a birthday for example.
The one universe we're exploring now is different because of the
birth day of one Tom Marvolo Riddle, in the first universe he was
born on December 31^st, 1926. In the other, December 31^st,
1979. Its amazing really how just the year can drastically change one
reality from another... But enough of that. Lets start our tale by
checking the first Reality. It was 2 weeks until Christmas Holidays
and one Harry James Potter had just received a timed letter from his
mother, he was in the 5th year and he was not having a good time in
school right now....

My dear Harry,

If you're reading this I am,
probably dead, or if I'm alive I probably forgot to destroy this, you
have no idea how much your mother can be forgetful at times. But
enough of that, I'm writing for a much more important reason.

As you've probably been told, I was
married to James Potter. I come now to tell you that it isn't true,
while our marriage was fake, I was married to your true father. If,
by some odd reason, he kept his façade, you must hate him now,
but I beg you to reconsider... My dear baby, your father goes by the
name of Severus Tobias Snape.

I know it is a shock to read that,
but I assure you it's true.

James Potter and I were nothing but
friends and he came forth and helped your father and I when I became
pregnant with you, you, my dear, are under a glamour. It will not
'wear out' when you reach your 16^th birthday or any sort
of nonsense like that. What we gave you, so you would look like James
was a little surgery on your left foot, on the pinky finger there's a
mole on the inside.

It will probably hurt a bit but
inside the mole there a tiny bronze charm, as soon as you remove it
you should return to your true appearance.

The reason I'm telling you of this
now, it's because I'm sure you're old enough to understand why
Severus, James and I had to make this huge sacrifice.

I beg you to please, please give
your father a chance of getting to know you, to explain things if
needed be.

Don't forget that I'll always love
you, no matter what happens.

Lily Snape

09/29/1981

Harry had to read the letter two times
before the information finally sunk in and he went into a dead faint.
Only to be found by one Neville Longbottom 10 minutes later and
brought to the infirmary.

X-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

Now that we all saw the first reality,
the second might be a bit of a shock. Here it was also 2 weeks until
Christmas Holidays, but instead of the depressed teen we left in a
dead faint in the Hogwarts infirmary on our first reality, this one
was laying in bed reading, or as much reading as one could do in the
current position...

Harry stared at the fingers encasing
him in the warmth that was Tom, his Tom.

Tom was laying against the headboard, a
mountain of pillows making the hard wood unnoticeable to him, laying
on his stomach was the most beautiful person he had ever seen, Harry.
Hadrian Antares Snape. With the sharp aristocratic features of his
father – minus the nose – and the delicacy of his mother
– plus her eyes – Harry was easily the most beautiful boy
he had ever laid eyes on.

He hid a smile as he felt and saw Harry
playing with his fingers, which were crossed over his stomach, the
Defence book lay on page 56 for the past 40 minutes, untouched, both
boys unable to read it, being too distracted by the other to fully
concentrate on studying.

In a matter of days Tom would have his
16^th birthday, and really, the only ones he wanted to
share it with was Harry and his uncle Severus. Aunt Lily had died a
few years ago when both of them were 12 and while the three of them
missed her greatly, for the two boys it was overshadowed by time and
the new love they found in each other.

Nuzzling Harry's cheek with his
slightly cold nose, coercing him into a more comfortable position
where Tom could kiss his check better, he gave a weary sigh.

“I have to go back to Slytherin
dorms.” he whispered, it was late, almost curfew, and as much
as he hated, he needed to get back.

“Already? Spend the night?”
he begged in the slightly put out, pitiful yet hopeful voice he knew
Tom always fell for.

“Harry... you know we can't...
Your father would have me expelled if he found me.” he stared
at his green-eyed love, trying to make him understand.

“Bollocks, dad would do no such
thing.” Harry glared, entwining his fingers with Tom's before
giving the boy a brilliant smile as an idea hit him. “Tom...
you remember the charm Dad taught us this summer?” Without
waiting for a reply he sent his Guardian Messenger to his father.

Both boys knew that the next day
Severus would most likely have their hides for that one, but now it
was not the time to think of future punishments.

“Fine” He sighed, knowing
from the moment Harry had used that voice that he was done for
“Anyway, what do you think of the name Voldemort?” Tom
asked, hugging his Harry tighter and kissing his cheek.

“What does it mean?” he
closed he book, levitating the heavy 400-something paged book to the
night stand and closing the curtains, adding a few good hexes to
anyone who tried to disturb them before 7am.

“Flight of Death”

“No.” he shock his head
while Tom put the pillows around them forming the cocoon they had at
home.

“Why not?”

“It's unimaginative, pictures you
as afraid of dying and therefore weak, and... I don't like it.”
He shrugged, adding two more blankets to hide them from the biting
cold.

“So, just because you don't like
it I'll have to think of another one?” came the amused reply
from beyond the curtains where Tom had gone to brush his teeth for
the night.

“Pretty much, if you don't I'll
just have to start calling you Betelgeuse.”

“Betelgeuse?”

“Second biggest and brightest
star we know of.” he shrugged again, briefly going to brush his
teeth before going back to bed and laying against Tom.

“Fine, I'll think of something.
Impudent brat.” came the amused reply, just before the two boys
settled for the night. Tom spooning Harry from behind and Harry with
his fingers entwined between the older boys'.

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Meanwhile one Severus Snape glared at
the tiny thunder dragon and its rider, as if everything was his
fault. He didn't take well to Tom and Harry getting together, the boy
was Slytherin's heir and he was after his son! His baby!! Of course,
it didn't help that Harry was after Tom with the same obsession,
determination and – Merlin forbid – love, the other felt.

But, he would deal with them tomorrow.
Tonight he settled for glaring at the message the dragon had
delivered.

'Dad, Tom's sleeping in the
Gryffindor dormitories tonight, no we're not doing anything naughty,
no we're not kissing nor hexing the other students, just studying and
spending time together. Honestly!'
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