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Loving Someone Doesn\'t Make You Weak	By : IsysSkeeter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 18027 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I also do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Prequel: A Mother's Love

Spoilers: if you haven't go read the Prequel

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I also do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Beta: RosesAreForever23

Pairings in this chapter: LV/HP

Warnings in this chapter: slash, mpreg, mentions of torture, fluff, mentions of underage sex, mentions of abortion, nakedness

Nr words in this chapter: 1,983

"Talking"

"Horcrux talking"

'Thinking'

'Horcrux speaking in Harry's mind'

–Parseltongue–

–Horcrux speaking Parseltongue–

Chapter VIII

–Abortion–

Sirius awoke in the middle of the night to hearing someone screaming. It was Harry.

Sirius stood at once and ran to Regulus' old room where Harry was sleeping. At the door he saw the Death Eaters also appear, running, and the four entered the room at the same time.

Harry was on his bed tossing around, but when they opened the door, he woke with a start.

"Harry?" Sirius called, unsure.

Harry stood at once and ran to them, arms ready to hug. Sirius prepared himself for the impact, but it never came. Harry hugged someone at his side; Sirius looked only to see his godson hugging Rodolphus Lestrange, who hugged him back and whispered calming things in the boy's ear, successfully calming him down.

Sirius' eyes grew. He was the godfather. Not Rodolphus Teenage-Rapist Lestrange. He was…

"He wants to kill the baby… he wants to… he can't… he just can't… my baby… my…" Harry took his head from Rodolphus' chest and looked up to the man's face, Harry's face washed in tears. "He was going to kill me… to take Oakes from me and kill me… he…"

Rodolphus pushed the boy's head to his chest again.

"Hush, Young Lord, all is fine. The Dark Lord wants the baby. Why wouldn't he want a green eyed, dark haired baby running around with you behind him trying to catch him, while the Dark Lord was on the living room reading a book and watching you two with a smile on his face?" While Rodolphus said this, his eyes locked onto Sirius, who couldn't help but picture a grey eyed baby with brown hair running around on Black Manor's living room floor with him behind it and Rodolphus on the sofa reading. Finally, Sirius caught the baby - who shared his eyes' colour - in his arms, met Rodolphus' brown eyes, and the two shared a smile…

Sirius shook his head, looking the other side, blushing. Because he looked away, he didn't catch Rodolphus smirk.

–LSDMYW–

Narcissa and Rabastan left the Young Lord's room. Both traded knowing looks.

"How long does it take you to get the preparations ready for the journey?"

"I don't have clothes that suit the Young Lord; I'll have to buy them first… and…"

Rabastan went to the kitchen, leaving Narcissa behind. Kneeling beside the fireplace he threw flow powder to the fire and his head was thrown to his Lord's fireplace. Not long after he arrived his Lady appeared.

"My Lady."

"Rabastan, how is my hatchling?"

"Physically, he is perfect." The woman nodded.

"And mentally?" A cold voice asked, coming from the door.

Rabastan looked to his Lord, who approached the woman in the room.

"He's feeling controversial, My Lord. He wants the child, but thinks the Lord hate him for being pregnant. He just woke all of us with a nightmare where the Lord had forced him to abort."

The Dark Lord nodded, not approving or reproving of Young Lord's dream.

"But that's not why you called us." The Lady commented.

"Young Lord is in need of clothes. He only has muggle clothes in here. And I mean his old muggle clothes, before he started to live with the Lords."

The Lady stood and left at once.

"Rabastan?"

"Yes, My Lord?"

"If something happens to him, it will be you who will be on the floor, screaming. And if something happens to the baby… it will be your head."

Rabastan swallowed.

"Yes, My Lord."

"You may go. I'll send Harry's personal house-elf with the clothes."

The Death Eater nodded and left. Narcissa was there, sitting on a chair with a cup of hot tea in her hands.

"The Dark Lord will send Young Lord's clothes."

The woman nodded.

"He threatened to torture me if something happened to Young Lord, but if something happens to the baby… I'm dead."

The woman nodded, sipping her tea.

"At least we know that he cares for the baby."

"I would prefer not having the warning of death under my shoulders to know that."

"Don't be such a kitty cat, Rabastan." Rabastan looked to the door to see his brother entering, the Young Lord still in his arms.

Rabastan opened his mouth to retort when they heard the Young Lord snicker.

"It was your own fault; you shouldn't have firecalled him… kitty cat." The veela-like teen said, amused, and Rabastan didn't have any other choice but to swallow and accept.

–LSDMYW–

"Breakfast, Young Lord?" Mrs. Malfoy asked.

Harry nodded, sitting at the table. Kreacher immediately brought Harry's breakfast the way Harry liked and without using magic.

"Thanks, Kreacher."

The house-elf bowed his head and popped away. Harry looked at Mrs. Malfoy.

"When are we going?"

"Dark Lord is sending Mello with your clothes." Harry nodded. "So as soon as she arrives and I can choose one of your outfits. I'm sure Sirius can find some clothes for himself and the Lestrange brothers between his father's, my father's, and his own old clothes. Severus dropped by and left a potion for you to drink after breakfast and he fetched me muggle make up, I was practicing putting on makeup when you woke the whole house. The pity of pregnancy is that magic can interfere with the baby so we have to do it the muggle way. Sirius said he has muggle money, so we'll catch a muggle transportation to…"

"A taxi?" Harry asked.

Mrs. Malfoy sneered, but nodded.

"Yes. We will catch a taxi to the Leaky Cauldron. Rabastan is good with his confusion spells so the muggles won't understand that we're dressed in wizard clothes."

"But a car only has five seats. We are five, with the taxi driver 6."

Rodolphus sat in front of Harry, already dressed in more than just trousers.

"Do not worry, Young Lord. I'll follow on a broom behind you. I'm good at non-notice spells so no one will be able to see me."

Harry nodded, calming down. Hearing a pop, Harry looked up to see Mello appear with three trunks. Harry eyes widened, why so many clothes?

"Mistress Lady tell Mello to bring Master Harry's change of clothes and to burn the ones Master Harry had on body right now."

Before Harry could react, he was naked and the clothes he once had on were in the fireplace, burning. Rodolphus chuckled, standing and checking the trunks, while Narcissa turned her back to the two, and handed Harry some underwear and a robe to dress.

"You may look, sister." Rodolphus said and the woman turned going to check the clothes in the three trunks; she had a mere rose look on her features.

Harry lowered his head, ashamed, while the house-elf helped Mrs. Malfoy take the clothes upstairs.

"Bloody house-elf… I'm sure Merope is laughing right now at my own account."

Rabastan blushed.

"I may have mentioned that the reason you needed clothes was because you were back to your cousin hand-me-down clothes."

Harry growled at the man, who immediately fled the room. Rodolphus snickered.

"I've never seen him walk so fast… and I have seen him running from my wife's wand." The man said clearly amused, making Harry laugh.

–LSDMYW–

Harry felt like a fish out of water. This was his official outing since he had been adopted by Merope. It almost felt unreal and the worst: every person who moved to close and happened to collide with him or every loud sound made him freeze.

"Young Lord?" Harry heard Rodolphus ask at his side, when he stopped once again, this time when a couple had passed by them a little too close for comfort.

"Can… can we go back?" Harry whispered.

Harry could hear a few spells and the loud voices suddenly got muffed and everyone who walked their way, suddenly moved around them.

"Better?" Rodolphus asked at his side and Harry nodded, starting to walk again. "May I ask how many times you left My Lord's house?"

Harry blushed.

"First time."

"Don't worry it's completely reasonable. There are not many people around, but we can go a side way to Gringotts if you prefer, it's longer though."

Harry nodded, ashamed. Rodolphus turned their route to an empty alley.

"No need to feel ashamed. When my brother and I got out of prison, we had to get used to be outside little by little. It's a normal reaction after have been locked inside for long amounts of times."

Harry caught the others walking a little ahead.

"I wish he was here." Harry mumbled.

"You want me to call him?" Rodolphus asked, Harry looked at the Death Eater and the man put a hand on his forearm were the Dark Mark should be. "If you want, I'll contact him at once."

"If I'll want that proposition later, I'll tell you."

Rodolphus nodded, smiling.

"Whatever you decide, we'll protect you."

"If he'll show, do you think he'll force me to go back?"

"I can't be sure, but if he doesn't, he'll make sure you'll get a whole army just for yourself to protect you… both of you."

Harry laughed.

"Yes, because that doesn't just call for the Aurors interventions." Harry made a face. "Help! There are thirty Death Eaters in Diagon Alley! Aurors!"

"Only thirty? You gave me less credit than I expected from my lover." Harry and Rodolphus froze, looking back, seeing a black haired, grey eyed man in his middle thirty's before them. He looked like an older version of Tom Riddle. "Rodolphus, go to the formation with Black at the back."

Rodolphus bowed his head and left to walk next to Sirius. The black haired man offered his arm to Harry, who, blushing, put his hand on it and they resumed walking.

"Ho…?"

"I put a tracker on my Death Eaters' magic so if they would use magic, I would know what it was and if you needed my help. When I felt Rodolphus putting the wards into your own core I knew that you have fled the house."

Harry blushed, lowering his head.

"Why here?" The man wondered.

Harry took a letter from his pocket and gave it to the man at his side. His lover took it, reading it.

"I made them vow to bring me to Gringotts and back to Grimmauld Place without any incidents." Harry mumbled and Voldemort hummed. "You're not… angry, are you?"

Voldemort looked at Harry and gave the letter back.

"Not with you, but they are going to hear…" Harry opened his mouth, but Voldemort put a finger on his lips. "The Order could've seen you and recognized you. Hiding your scar only works to who don't know you. I won't torture them if that makes you feel better."

Harry lowered his head, feeling guilty. Voldemort pushed Harry's chin up with his hand, forcing them to stop.

"Don't ever do something as stupid as jumping from a high window or running into a forest with nothing but your lack of fists to protect you, do you understand?"

"Hey, I'm good at running! How do you think I saved myself from my cousin?" The man sent him a pointed look.

"Animals and wizards are ten times more powerful than your muggle cousin. Next time you decide to play the hero, make sure you have someone I can trust watching over you."

Harry huffed angrily and refused to take the man's arm when they resumed the walking, this time in silence. Harry noticed a few extra guards appearing by the side as if they were shopping and Harry couldn't help the smile.

"Voldemort…?" The man hummed, looking at Harry sideways. "I'm pregnant with our child. Do you want me to abort?"

'There,' Harry thought. 'Now I dropped the bomb, let's see what you say.'

–LSDMYW–

Voldemort looked at his Harry who was looking back biting the bottom and corner of his lip and waiting and fearing his answer.

"Yes."

(TBC)

So… don't kill me! Kill Voldemort if you want, don't kill me. :P

Any idea about what is going to happen in Gringotts will help make the next chapter faster because I have no idea what will happen there.

This is the Sequel to A Mother's Love, it should be read as a whole and not separately.

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