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A Chance at Happiness	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 128733 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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A Chance at Happiness

Summary: Harry finds out that not everything is as he believes it to be.

Written for Mistress of Malfoy's "First Kiss Challenge" http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600013533

Pairing(s): Lord Voldemort/Harry, Severus/James/Lucius

Rating: Nc-17

Warning(S): Slash, Mpreg, Dumbledore, Ron and Hermione bashing. VERY AU, abuse

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-Chapter Thirteen-

After Voldemort had left for the day, Harry hurried back to his room with a blush staining his face. Slipping into his room, Harry shut the door behind him and slipped his robes off of his shoulder and tossed it onto his bed.

Reaching up, Harry ran his hands through his hair and gave a loud sigh.

"Why did I keep letting him kiss me?" Harry asked aloud to himself. "So I liked one or two of them, it doesn't mean I should have let him keep kissing me. Just because he went crazy possessive on me after I fainted doesn't mean he's my mate."

Giving a louder groan, Harry stood up and started to pace around the room. Feeling a sweat starting to break out across his skin, Harry wiped at his forehead with his hand.

Making a face at the sweat that covered his hand, Harry quickly stripped out of his shirt, pants, and boxers then walked into the bathroom for a quick shower. Leaning against the wall, he let the hot, almost scalding, water run down his body and relax his tense muscles.

"God, this is so much information in such a short amount of time: I found out that I have a living family, I'm a full blooded submissive magical creature, everything that I've been told is a lie, and I have a mate." Sighing, Harry turned to allow the water to run down his chest. "I swear if I get one more big piece of information I'm going to go crazy."

Reaching out and turning off the shower, Harry stepped out and grabbed a towel. Quickly drying off, he then wrapped the towel around his waist and walked back into his bedroom.

Moving over to his dresser, Harry opened the drawers and pulled out a pair of boxers and a pair of tight faded blue jeans to lounge around in.

Dropping the towel onto his bed, Harry quickly slipped into his boxers then struggled to pull up the jeans. Hearing the door start to open, Harry tensed and tried to turn around while pulling up the jeans. Stumbling, Harry fell forwards and was able to catch himself on the bed.

"Harry listen I wanted to see if you were OK." Draco said stepping into the room. Closing the door he stepped further into the room.

Pushing himself up, Harry tried to turn around before Draco could get a look at his back, but failed to do so.

"Bloody hell Harry, what happened to your back?" Draco asked rushing forwards to his side.

Tensing, Harry pushed Draco's hand away and finished pulling his pants on.

"It's nothing that you need to worry about." Harry said moving further away from Draco's side.

"Harry that's not nothing. What happened?" Draco asked then after a pause from Harry added, "Look if you don't tell me then I'm going to have to go and get father and the others."

"Draco it's not something that I want everyone to know about. It's something that I just want to put behind me and if people start to find out then it's not going to go away."

"Harry you've got scars all over your back! I'm not going to let you tell me that it's nothing...especially when you're freaking out over them."

Moving back over to his bed, Harry dropped onto it and covered his face with his hands. "Draco..."

Sitting down next to him, Draco placed his hand on Harry's shoulder and said, "Please Harry, you're my little brother. We may just be starting to get along, but those marks shouldn't be on your back. I've seen them on some of the Slytherin's backs: they're from abuse, who's put those marks on your back?"

"Draco it was a long time ago." Harry said without looking at Draco.

"You're lying; you aren't looking at me while you say that. That means that you're lying. Don't lie to me Harry please."

"That doesn't particularly mean that I'm lying." Harry said trying to buy himself more time.

"Fine don't tell me." Draco said standing up. "I'm going to get father, and he'll make sure that you tell him how you got those scars on you."

Watching Draco move towards the door, Harry bit at his lip and gave a tortured groan.

"Draco wait. I'll tell you but...but promise me that you won't go and tell father what I tell you." Harry said dropping his head back onto the bed.

"I can't promise that, especially with the Dark Lord as your mate. If he finds out that we kept something from him, especially about you being hurt, then he'll hurt us." Draco said moving back to Harry's side.

"Thanks for nothing." Harry muttered before opening his eyes. "Alright, alright. At least I can start off telling you."

Sitting down besides him Draco looked at Harry expectantly.

"The family that I lived with before I reached majority they hate absolutely hate anything odd. They considered magic odd, no that's not right. They considered it a disease. Maybe they were jealous of the power that wizards have or maybe that despised that we're different. I don't know, but the first time I had a burst of accidental magic they tried to beat it out of me." Harry said letting out a deep sigh and closing his eyes.

Jumping to his feet, Draco gave a distressed grunt and said, "They beat you for accidental magic bursts? Harry accidental magic starts when we're five years old! Are you telling me those muggles you had to live with beat you when you were five for something you couldn't control?"

"They didn't care if I could control it or not. It happened that's all that mattered to them." Harry said as his body started to shake slightly. "What's worse is that they thought that I was related to them and they still did it. If they knew that I wasn't related to them they would have thrown me out of their house as fast as they could." Harry said in a raspy voice. Burying his head into his hands, Harry felt the tears that welled up drip down to rest in his cupped palms.

Moving quickly over to his side, Draco wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled Harry to rest against his side.

"Don't cry Harry. They aren't your family, we are, we'll never do anything like that to you. Malfoy's never raise a hand to family, we may raise our voices but never our hands."

"I know, and I don't know why it bothers me so much but it does." Harry said giving a few sniffles. "No I think I do know, I guess it's because they were my 'family' and they could still raise their hands to me."

Without responding, Draco tugged Harry onto his lap and let him curl up against him with his head resting on his shoulder. Running his hands up and down Harry's back, Draco tried to convey comfort.

Giving a soft sigh as the tears stopped, Harry felt his eyes slip shut as the strain from the day finally caught up with him.

Murmuring softly to Harry, Draco held him for a few minutes after he fell asleep then carefully maneuvered him up towards the pillows and laid him down against them. Since Harry was laying on top of the blankets, Draco pulled the side of the blanket up and draped it across him.

Standing up, Draco gave a sad sigh and gently brushed Harry's bangs away from his closed eyes. Moving quietly towards the door, he opened it and slipped out into the hall with a furious frown on his face.

Storming through the halls ignoring anything in his way, Draco made his way towards his fathers study hoping to find everyone in there. Pushing the door open, Draco opened his mouth to say something only to spin around with his face red.

"Father I need to talk to you." He said trying to ignore the sounds of the three men struggling up from their pile on the floor.

"Can't it wait Draco?" Lucius asked stiffly.

"No, it's about Harry."

"What's wrong with Harry?" James asked as he pulled a robe around his body.

"Nothing is wrong right now. It's just something that I found out. It's important that you all know." Draco said.

"You can turn around now Draco." Lucius said.

Turning around, Draco was relieved to see them fully dressed and sitting on the couch. Making sure to avoid the rug where they had been laying, Draco moved over and dropped down into a chair.

"After I showed Sirius to his new room I went to talk to Harry to make sure that he was feeling alright since he's had so much information heaped on him lately. He just got out of the shower so he didn't have a shirt on. I went in without knocking and I saw his back; it was covered in scars." Draco said clenching his fists.

Watching the reaction from the three men in front of him, Draco decided that the filthy muggles that had hurt, and belittled his little brother wouldn't get away with it any longer.

Lucius jumped to his feet as his muscles tensed and his eyes started to bleed into pure silver and his finger nails started to form long sharp claws.

Severus jumped up to his feet as well, and gave a murderous hiss as his teeth sharpened into fangs and his eyes turned completely black. Clenching and flexing his fists he kept his fangs bared at the thought of someone hurting his child.

James slumped into his seat on the couch and buried his face in his hands as his body started to shake. Whimpering, James surged up to his feet and in a soft voice asked, "Who was it that hurt my baby?"

Looking at him for a few seconds, Draco nibbled at his lip and said, "I didn't think to ask who it was that he lived with before. I'm assuming that it was someone from Lily Evans side of the family though. Since the Potters have never had a squib or married into a muggle family."

Giving a groan of distress, James rushed from the room and down the hall.

Looking after him, Lucius and Severus stood there for a few seconds then rushed after him followed closely by Draco.

Rushing towards Harry's room, they found James laying on the bed next to Harry gently running his hand up and down Harry's back trying to comfort the sleeping teen.

Holding his finger up to his lips, James motioned his two lovers over to the bed with him and carefully sat up to allow them to sit next to him.

Sitting down next to Harry, Lucius and Severus added their hands to the mix and gently rubbed Harry's side and back. When Harry gave a soft sigh and snuggled into the bed, his fathers pulled their hands away but stayed sitting next to him for a few minutes.

Standing up Lucius carefully pulled the blanket away from Harry so they could get a look at his back. Frowning at the scars that zigzagged across his skin, Lucius pressed his lips together.

"Severus can you make Harry a healing potion. Although it won't fully heal the scars at least they will become less noticeable." Lucius said.

"Of course, I doubt very much that Harry will want these scars to remain as visible as they are." Severus answered without looking away from his sons body.

"Is there any way we can find out who he was living with?" James asked softly. "I doubt that Dumbledore will have told many people where he was."

"Yes, although that is true and Dumbledore didn't spread it around I believe that we can find out who Evans remaining living relatives are, and if none of them had Harry then we will have to get the answer from Harry." Lucius said. "Draco, thank you for informing us. I doubt very much that Harry would have told us himself."

"Of course father, but I have one request: when you find out and go after who's done this to my little brother I want to go with you."

"It is up to our lord who goes and what happens to those people. As you know Draco since he is Harry's mate he has the right to take retribution against anyone who has done wrong to his mate even if there are still living family members."

"Of course you are right father, but I have a feeling he will allow us to come with him." Draco said.

"We shall see Draco. Now why don't you go and keep Sirius company while we go and inform our lord about what has transpired."

Making a face at the reaction he knew was coming, Draco headed for the door and left after taking another glance at Harry.

Covering Harry back up, Lucius and Severus bent down and placed a kiss against the cheek that was showing before they started for the door.

"I'm going to stay here with Harry." James said sitting back down on the bed. "I'll bring him down when he wakes up."

"Alright James. If our lord leaves before you two come down we shall come back. However I have a feeling that he shall want to see Harry for himself before he leaves."

When they walked out and shut the door, James laid down beside Harry and carefully pulled him into his arms.

"I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry that I wasn't there to protect you." James whispered dropping a kiss against his forehead. Setting his head against the pillows, James allowed the tears to fall while he held Harry close to him.

"I take it Draco told you what happened?" Harry asked without lifting his head.

"Yes he told us. My question is why didn't you?"

Ignoring the question, Harry looked up at his 'mother' and said, "It's not your fault. You were stuck in that house and couldn't get out. If you could have stopped it you would have."

"That doesn't change that fact that I feel like I should have been able to help you. Harry you're my baby, my only child, I should have known you were in trouble and been able to get away and help you."

"Mum, Dumbledore is strong, very strong and he can manipulate and keep people from doing what he doesn't want them to. He can control people without them even knowing it. But now we'll be able to stop him from doing that and stop our world from being destroyed. Keep things like this from happening to other wizards."

"Of course we will. Dumbledore, whether he knows it or not, is slowly putting our world in danger. Muggles hate what they don't know and soon they'll know about us and try to destroy us because we're different. Allowing muggleborn children into this world is doing that to us."

"You don't need to explain that to me. I remember reading about the Salem witch trials in the states." Harry said giving a disgusted scoff at that memory. "Voldemort, whether he knows it or not, is doing the best thing for this world even if he's doing it because of his hate for different blood."

"And that is why the Potters follow him Harry; he is doing the best thing for the wizarding world." James said tightening his hold on Harry. Not hearing the door open James looked down at Harry and said, "Now before you changed the subject I believe I asked you a question: why didn't you tell us about the abuse?"

"Yes Harry that is a wonderful question that I personally would like to hear the answer to." Voldemort said from the door.

Bolting up, Harry's eyes widened and looked at his supposed mate. Lowering his eyes Harry bit at his lip.

"Harry..."Voldemort said with a slight warning in his tone.

"I didn't say anything because like I told Draco, I want to forget that this ever happened." Harry said frowning.

"Locking it up inside doesn't help." Voldemort said. "James will you excuse us for a few minutes."

"Of course my lord." Standing up, James dropped a kiss on Harry's forehead then said, "Harry I will be down in your fathers study. Come down when you're done talking."

Nodding, Harry watched as James left the room before turning his attention to Voldemort.

"Did you need to talk to me about something?" Harry asked quickly standing up from the bed.

Without answering, Voldemort moved over to his side and turned Harry around so he could look at his back.

"Who was it that did this to you?" He asked darkly.

"It's not important." Harry said as his dominant waited for his answer.

"Harry I want you to tell me the truth: who did this to you?" Voldemort asked putting a more commanding tone in his voice.

"I...they were... my supposed family." Harry said stuttering over his answer.

"Who Harry give me a name." Voldemort said draping his arms around Harry's shoulders.

Pushing himself backwards to lean against Voldemorts chest Harry whispered, "Dursley, it was the Dursley's."

"Good, very good Harry." Voldemort whispered in his ear.

Spinning Harry around, Voldemort crushed their lips together for a few seconds.

Pulling away, Harry took deep breaths trying to regain his breathing.

"If anyone ever raises their hand to you I will destroy them Harry. No one will raise their hand to you, my mate, and live to tell about it."

Giving a soft whimper, Harry nodded his head and carefully stumbled towards the door. Allowing Voldemort to wrap his arm around his waist, Harry leaned into him as they walked back towards Lucius' study.

"I promise Harry I will not allow anyone to hurt you again. You are my mate and I will protect you."

Giving a hum of pleasure, Harry cuddled closer to him as they walked passed an empty room. Hearing a thump from the room Harry stopped and frowned at the closed door. Pulling away from Voldemort, Harry stepped over to the door and slowly pushed the door open.

Staring in shock at the scene in front of him, Harry held out an arm and stopped Voldemort from walking passed him.

Draco had pushed himself flush against Sirius and had him pinned against the wall and was currently connected at the lips. After a few seconds, Sirius grabbed Draco on the shoulders and spun them around so that Draco was pressed against the wall.

Lifting his legs up, Draco wrapped them around Sirius' waist and thrust his hips forwards against Sirius.

Giving a moan, Sirius pulled away and lowered his head to Draco's shoulder as they rocked against one another.

Blushing bright red, Harry grabbed Voldemorts arm and pulled him out of the room and down towards Lucius' study.

Chuckling at Harry's reaction, Voldemort grinned at the thought of his mate reacting to him like that.

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