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Second Chances	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 22297 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Chapter ten

Harry smiled lightly as he shifted a little more to get comfortable again as he carried on what had kept him busy for the last hour. It was fascinating just lying looking at Tom as he slept, he had woken up early enough when Tom was still sleeping on the sofa to see him sleeping of course. But lying right next to him in bed made it 100 times different for some reason, certainly it was a lot more intimate.

Tom's face was amazingly peaceful and open for the most part when he slept in a way that Harry had only seen when the baby had kicked for the first time, every now and then he would frown a little but when he did Harry reached out and stroked a gentle finger along his forehead and it would smooth back out. His dark hair was falling slightly into his face. Soft breaths were puffing out lightly as every now and then he let out a small snore. He was surprisingly peaceful in sleep, he barely moved or even really twitched but they had only been sleeping beside each other for three days now.

Harry had woken early as the baby seemed to have decided to aim a kick at his bladder waking him up with a start, he had managed to untangle himself from Tom's arms and leg without waking him to stumble to the toilet, making it just in time as the baby delivered another sharp kick. When he had slipped back into bed he had turned to face Tom, he had been awake enough that he had simply settled down to watch Tom for a while but he had become more than content to lie and watch Tom.

He was more than aware of the honour and trust that he was being given, being allowed to be so close to Tom while he was asleep, while he was vulnerable, Tom was paranoid enough - for good reason - that he protected himself as much as possible even here in his own manor, for him to be allowed so close, to be allowed to see him vulnerable. Tom found it difficult to let him in, he found it difficult to not be 'The Dark Lord', complete with capitilisation, and to be Tom with him, but Merlin he was trying. He gave Harry respect and equality as much as he could, he opened himself up to Harry and relaxed around him.

Harry had to smile when he thought about how Tom was about the baby, whenever he was mentioned, or Tom touched Harry's stomach he would….lighten somehow, his eyes would lose some of the weight and hurt Harry could see still lingering in his ruby eyes. Harry had caught him staring at the scan picture, which had taken its place on the fireplace of the evening living room, lots of times during the last three days with a faint smile on his lips.

"How long exactly have you been watching me sleep?" Tom asked without opening his eyes. Harry jumped at his sudden sleep raspy voice making him scowl at Tom as red eyes slitted open and he started chuckling.

"You startled me!" Harry huffed kicking Tom in the shins.

"Hey!" Tom captured Harry's ankle and tugged his leg over his hip so that he was pressed against Tom. "You didn't answer my question," He smirked at Harry.

"An hourish," Harry shrugged nonchalently settling comfortably against Tom, shuffling closer to him and throwing his arm across Tom's chest as Tom's hand rested on the base of his back.

"You should be sleeping," Tom scowled rubbing his thumb underneath Harry's eye.

"Your son decided to have a kick at my bladder," Harry laughed.

"That doesn't explain why you're still awake now," Tom sighed.

"I got distracted," Harry shrugged.

"By watching me?" Tom frowned.

"Yes," Harry said simply.

"What is so interesting about watching me sleep?" Tom asked confused.

"Its interesting seeing you look so different when you sleep, I was thinking as well," Harry offered seeing the still confused look in Tom's eyes.

"That sounds dangerous," Tom smirked.

"I'm not going to tell you what I was thinking at all now," Harry huffed crossing his arms.

"I apologise," Tom smirked.

"Nope," Harry shook his head as he popped the p.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you," Tom smirked moving closer to press kisses along Harry's jaw.

"N…no," Harry fought down the urge to give into Tom's kisses, the damned dark lord was way too tempting and good at this.

"I'll make it up to you," Tom's voice was heavy with promise causing a shiver to run down Harry's spine before he could control it.

"Nope, I am not feeling forgiving," Harry shook his head.

"I shall make it a good apology," Tom smirked moving quickly and nipping at the skin of Harry's neck which they had discovered in the last few days was exceedingly sensitive. Sure Harry let out a low groan as his body sparked fully to life. Tom used the moment to uncross his arms and press as close to him as the baby bump between them would allow. His hand drifted downwards while Harry was distracted and gripped Harry's erection through through his pyjama pants, using the gasp Harry gave to seal their lips together and thrust his tongue into Harry's mouth.

"I have morning breath," Harry protested, blushing darkly as his head tilted back with another moan when Tom's hand gave a firm squeeze.

"Don't care," Tom shook his head driving in for another kiss before Harry could form another protest. With a small hum Harry relaxed completely into Tom's hold, kissing back as much as he could with a persistant Dark Lord trying to devour him and that talented hand currently working him higher and higher into pleasure.

"Tom…Tom…" Harry pulled back blushing darkly as he considered how to phrase his question. Ever since a deeply blushing Severus had slipped him the books that he had had to hide in his room to read, and had somehow managed to keep secret from Tom, he had thought about this. They had agreed to work their way up to things so the most they had done was hand jobs and a hell of a lot of frottage, but now Harry was ready for another step, if only he could say, or generally indicate what he wanted.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you? The baby?" Tom asked jerking upwards and running a concerned eye all over Harry.

"Nothings wrong," Harry smiled suddenly realising this wasn't so hard. For some reason, one that didn't make a whole load of sense to him Tom seemed to genuianly care for him and want to look after him, he wanted him.

"Oh, ok. What is it?" Tom asked still looking a little concerned as he brushed his fingers along Harry's jaw.

"I…I want you to…I want…" Harry stopped as he felt as though his face was on fire. Tom was looking at him with interest now and a wicked glint starting to form in his eyes.

"What do you want?" Tom asked, his voice going down into that octave again that made Harry's heart start thumping a but faster.

"I want you to…I want to…" Harry licked his lips as he tried to get the words out, his blush not easing up at all.

"All you have to do is tell me what you want, just tell me Harry and I will look after you, I'll give you anything you want, you just have to tell me," Tom whispered enticingly into Harry's ear making his breath catch and his fingers clench around Tom's bycep and in the material over his heart. Licking his lips again he bit down before trying again.

"I want…I want your fingers, I want to know what it feels like," Harry blurted out quickly, looking nervously at Tom as he stared down at him, his face unreadable making Harry feel nervous again. Harry frowned a little confused when Tom suddenly let out a deep and very throaty groan as he pressed his head into Harry's shoulder holding himself tighter against himself. "Tom?" Harry asked shakily.

"You're so…Merlin Harry, you are so incredibly sexy and you do not even know it. I do not think that I have ever been harder in my life than hearing you say that, the thought of any part of me being inside of you, the thought of you thrusting yourself onto my fingers, opening you up, making you come apart…" Tom groaned loudly and hungrily.

"Tom, if you do not get moving I'm going to the bathroom locking the door and taking care of myself!" Harry growled tugging at the sleeve of Tom's shirt to try and get his hand moving.

"You're going no where! Not after saying that to me! I'm harder than a bloody diamond," Tom hissed back gripping Harry's boxers and tugging them down to his ankles in one smooth move before his mouth is on Harry's again, hard and demanding, his hand goes back to cup Harry's bum, stroking the skin there making Harry moan into his mouth and shuffle closer needing something, anything to happen right now.

"Show off," Harry grins against Tom's lips when he feels lube suddenly appearing on Tom's fingers as they brush across his entrance, the feeling of Tom's wordless and wandless magic brushes over his skin a little causing goosebumps.

"Dark Lord," Tom says simply before attaching himself to Harry's neck and nipping firmly as his fingers concentrate around Harry's entrance, circling and pushing gently, a finger tip dipping into Harry before retreating getting a synphony of moans, groans and curses from Harry who is practically squiriming in place now.

Just as Harry is about to complain, probably loudly and venhemently, Tom slowly slides his finger inside at a swift rate as he feels Harry relaxing enough. Harry frowned slightly at the feeling of the intrusion, trying to catalogue the different feelings in his body to it. There is a faint burn and the knowledge he is stretching around the limb inside of him, it doesn't feel bad but there is a weird feeling in his stomach as he wriggles a little to try and get Tom to move.

"Ok?" Tom asks, the slight breathlessness in his voice makes Harry look at him slightly startled, he's clearly highly aroused by this, his pupil has blown enough that Harry is gazing into black ringed red, his breaths are coming faster than normal blowing across Harry's skin and when Harry's looks down he can see the hard outline of Tom's arousal in his own pyjamas.

"Feels weird, not bad, just weird, move," Harry nods thrusting his hips a little. Obeying him Tom slides his finger back in and out, picking up a rhythm before he's sliding another finger inside him. This one burns a little more, but as Tom thrusts both of them back in for the second time he scissors them and his index finger flicks across something that makes black spots explode across Harry's eyes, a loud shout falling from his lips as he arches, automatically thrusting down onto Tom's fingers to get more. He hears a faint moan from where Tom is now between his legs hovering over him and as thrusts his fingers back inside, hitting that spot again with both fingers this time Harry through the pleasure faintly feels Tom resting his cheek against Harry's thigh, pressing a kiss to the softer skin of his inner thigh.

By the time Tom had pressed three fingers into him Harry was thrusting back down against them, moaning and panting loudly, and to his utter embarrassment later pleading despiretly as he feels his orgasm hanging just out of reach, Tom the bastard he is has been avoiding touching that spot again, the friction of his fingers inside of him now feeling totally amazing, but not enough. He let out a gasp and reached to grip Tom's shoulders when his fingers hit into that spot and pressed against it firmly and steadily. He about had enough time to gasp before his orgasm was burning through his body, his sight actually going dark for a minute or two before he came before to himself panting and lying spread on the bed. Tom slowly removed his fingers from him, his dark eyes fixed on Harry's face with a hunger that made Harry shiver in all the best ways.

"Come here," Harry tugged on Tom's top when he pushed his bottoms down and went to fist himself. Harry felt his penis give a completely valiant twitch against his thigh as Tom crawled up his body, his eyes still locked on Harry until he was hovering over him. Lifting his boneless body Harry captured Tom's lips and lapped at his lips until he was let inside, tasting and teasing Tom with flitting genstures of his tongue as he skimmed his hand along Tom's body. Tom's groan rumbled into his mouth when Harry's hand found his hardness, gripping it tightly and moving his hand slowly along the hard length to the weeping head. Collecting the liquid at the end he used it to ease the friction between their skin as he moved at a quick speed seeing the need in Tom's eyes.

As his breathing got heavier Tom pulled his lips from Harry and just rested their foreheads together as his eyes flickered shut and he concentrated on the feeling of Harry's warm slightly calloused hand wrapped around him, moving to bring him to pleasure, smaller than his own. Finally he couldn't hold back any longer and with what sounded like a mix between a growl and a groan he spilled himself over Harry's hand and body beneath him, slumping to the side before he risked hurting Harry or the baby.

"Wow," Harry suddenly breathed out from beside him making him chuckle and turn so he could see his face again.

"I'm glad you approved," Tom rumbled leaning forwards to kiss Harry again. This time was a light, gentle kiss, just relaxed and enjoying being beside each other as they enjoyed the after glow.

"I…really need to shower now," Harry wrickled his nose after nearly ten minutes of just lying, the feeling of the drying cum on hs skin no longer ignorable.

"Come on, I'll wash you as I made half the mess," Tom smiled taking Harry's hands and helping him off the bed before leading him to the bathroom.

"Caused the other half too," Harry snickered happily trailing after him, he had learnt yesterday that a wet Dark Lord was a very tasy looking Dark Lord. Maybe he could convince Tom into one more round?

"THOMAS MARVOLO RIDDLE!" The shout echoed down the hallway making Tom, Fenrir, Severus and Lucius look towards the door startled. Harry did not sound happy.

"My Lord, I believe was a partner/spouse/lover says your full name like that that you are in trouble," Fenrir said trying to hide his smirk as Harry's footsteps could now be heard stomping closer.

"I haven't done anything!" Tom argued staring at the door as he visibly tried to figure out what he had doen to upset Harry, so he missed the looks being exchanged between the others.

"Little Lord you really shouldn't be hurrying around like this!" Rodolphus's worried voice travelled to them.

"You probably shouldn't be getting yourself worked up like this either!" Rabastan added sounding just as worried.

"Be quiet both of you!" Harry snapped making them all nearly similtaniously raise their eyebrows in shock before the door to the office was blasted open and Harry stormed in looking furious. Had it not been for the varying feelings of shock, confusion and wonder they would have been slightly amused that the 5,6 delicate teen with his baby bump being covered by Tom's shirt which came down to the tops of Harry's thighs and he had to roll back the sleeves of, managed to cause a shiver of fear down the spines of three of the most notorious Death Eaters in the Dark Lord's inner circle, not to mention the slight widening they witnessed of the eyes of the Dark Lord himself.

"Harry," Tom said calmly turning his chair a little so he was turned more towards Harry.

"You! You! You are in big trouble!" Harry snapped storming towards Tom.

"Erm, perhaps you could inform me exactly of what I have done to trigger your wrath and perhaps be given a chance to plead innocent?" Tom asked charmingly.

"Oh you have no chance of pleading innocent to this! Its all over the papers!" Harry slammed the Daily Prophet down onto Tom's desk in front of him.

"What…" Tom stopped with a wince when he saw the headline. Madame Undersecretary Dolores Jane Umbridge reported missing this morning! "Harry…"

"Deny it, go on, look me in the eyes and say you didn't!" Harry interupted before Tom could say anything else, his voice low and dangerous as he dared Tom to lie.

"I won't lie to you," Tom frowned down at the paper. "I told you that I would not allow her to get away with it,"

"It was a foolish move!" Harry snapped slamming his hand down onto the desk. The other five looked between them worriedly and wide eyed.

"It was a pointed move!" Tom said dangerously standing himself and staring Harry down, Harry however stood his ground staring back, clearly still furious.

"What point?" Harry waved his hands out frustrated with Tom's hard headedness.

"The point that no one hurts you, that no one can hurt you and get away with it, that you are under my protection!" Tom hissed, his red eyes flashing with dangerous warning. With those words the anger seemed to flow from Harry, his shoulders relaxing, his face smoothing, and he let out a small sigh.

"Tom you've just damaged your side! You can't just go snatching people, especially not Madame Undersecretaries, you said you were trying to put a more positive look on your side. Kidnapping people doesn't scream positive, and everyone knows its you!" Harry was thankfully just sounding frustrated now.

"Its worth the point. Even if the people out there don't know what she did, Dumbledore and some of his side do, Severus told them yesterday you are here, they will take this as a warning, they will know you are under my protection now and I am serious about all of them!" Tom said meeting Harry's eyes and asking him to understand what he couldn't say.

"With all due respect Little Lord, you and the baby, and both your safety come first to our Lord, as they rightly should," Fenrir risked speaking up. With a sigh Harry shook his head.

"Please, nothing else, I'm here and safe, you have made your point," Harry asked Tom.

"I can't make any promises but I will try," Tom allowed a small smile in front of the others. Shaking his head exasperated Harry gave in knowing that that was the best he was going to get from Tom.

"My Lord? H…Lord Harry, what is it she did?" Severus frowned looking between them.

"You didn't know?" Harry asked slightly surprised.

"Know what? What did she do?" Severus frowned deeper.

"She was making me use a blood quill in detentions," Harry held out his hand which was quickly taken by Rodolphus's larger one, his face darkening identically to Rabastan's as they saw the words scarred into his hand. Severus gently took his hand from Rodolphus and he, Lucius and Fenrir looked at the scarring.

"She was using this in school?" Lucius asked, his voice betraying his calm mask.

"I think she was just using it on the D.A actually. I just figured Severus would know because McGonagall did," Harry shrugged moving back against Tom's warm body behind him. He still didn't really like being the centre of attention, never mind this focussed angry attention.

"McGonagall knew?" Severus choked out looking faintly horrified.

"Remember that argument they had on the stairs, McGonagall was going on about the use of archiac punishments on students before Umbridge went off about questioning her was questioning the ministry and Fudge himelf and could basically be seen as treason. That's what they were arguing about," Harry answered.

"And that's all she did to stop it?" Severus snapped. Luckily Harry knew he was angry at McGongall and not at him because Severus was in full Professor Snape, Neville just melted another cauldron, mode.

"Yeah, and I couldn't tell Dumbledore because he was avoiding me, though if McGonagall knew fairly sure Dumbledore did too," Harry shrugged.

"No wonder she didn't touch my Slytherins, if she had I would have flayed her and hung her up in the dungeons," Severus snarled.

"Which is exactly why she didn't come after them. From what we could work out we're pretty sure that McGonagall and Dumbledore worked to keep you, Flitwick and Sprout from finding out," Harry admitted.

"Wait a minute…this is how you plan to get me as headmaster isn't it?" Severus paused mid pace to stare at them wide eyed.

"It was Harry's plan as the best way to get McGonagall out the way, then with Lucius on the board of goveners we can ensure that you are the top choice," Tom nodded sitting back behind his desk. The others seemed to take this as indication to sit down as well taking all the available seats in the room leaving Harry standing looking around. With a shrug he made his way over and nudged Tom's chair out a little and sat comfortably on his lap. "You couldn't transfigure a seat?" Tom asked raising his eyebrow, though his arm was curling around Harry's waist even as he spoke.

"You are more comfortable," Harry shrugged wriggling a little. Tom sighed shaking his head before looking up to see his fice Death Eaters sitting opposite smirking at them and looking amused.

"You are worse than a kitten or puppy," Tom huffed as Harry just grinned at him unrepentanly.

"You could just shove me off," Harry shrugged looking at Tom with slightly widened eyes smirking when he could visably see the give in him. Grumbling to himself and ignoring the snickering coming from his Death Eaters he turned back to the papers in front of him.

"Yes well, the papers will be going out in three days, Severus has revealed to the Order that Harry is here, but he has made it clear that you are under extreme protective wards," Tom told Harry feeling the slight tensing.

"I said that none of us are allowed near you without Our Lord in the room with you, and told them that the wards have been increased triple around the wing you are in and the manor itself. I've agreed that I will try and 'rescue you from your foolishness' as soon as I can, I just need to bide my time," Severus rolled his eyes.

"They know nothing about the papers coming out?" Harry asked curiously.

"Oh no, I want that to be a nice surprise for them," Tom smirked.

"And I will be there for when the papers are delivered, those memories will be worth a fortune," Severus snickered delightedly.

"That will be a lovely surprise for them," Harry laughed imagining the looks on their faces when they realised what he had done.

"It's a shame though, apparently Mad Eye got attacked by a group of three old ladies with their handbags when he started trying to grill them for a reported sighting of you," Severus looked pleased with himself when Harry paused for a second before bursting out laughing.

"Oh that would have been amazing to see!" Harry chuckled wiping his eyes.

"He was rather a sight, and he's been like a bear with a sore head whenever I have seen him. It's a little embarrassing for him, the great auror outrun by a sixteen year old, almost six month pregnant teenager who laid down a good enough flase trail to have him running around for so long," Severus smirked.

"My, was that a compliment Severus?" Harry grinned picking up Tom's cup of tea and taking a small sip.

"I am capable of them every now and then," Severus said looking amused.

"Well be careful, we wouldn't want you to pull anything," Harry smiled.

"Actually Little Lord there was something that I wanted to ask you," Fenrir suddenly spoke up.

"Fenrir we discussed this!" Tom's voice had a dangerous tone to it that Harry had not heard since he had been led into his office that night. Looking between them he frowned when Fenrir lowered his eyes but didn't look happy about it.

"What did you want to ask?" Harry frowned.

"I said no!" Tom snapped. "Harry is to have as little or as much to do with the war as he wants,"

"With all due respect meant my Lord, this is a good idea, and a good solution," Lucius spoke up, managing only the tiniest of winces when Tom's eyes snapped onto him.

"Tom, asking can't hurt," Harry said softly touching the back of Tom's hand around his waist.

"I know you, I know your weaknesses, you won't be able to say no," Tom scowled.

"Unless its asking me to go right into the middle of battle its not going to hurt me to hear it out and say yes if I want," Harry kept his voice soft to try and keep Tom calm.

"Fine," Tom was clearly, clearly not happy about it, and his arm tightened underneath Harry's bump but he didn't look quite so…murderous anymore.

"I need a place to be able to put some of my wolves, the families, young children, older wolves and such, they basically just need somewhere safe for them to go. I was hoping that you would allow them to stay in one of the Potter or Black houses, unfortunetly a lot of Death Eater names are used so their properties are dangerous to use," Fenrir explained, though he kept his voice low and kept flicking glances to Tom.

"This is what you didn't want him to ask me?" Harry asked Tom exasperated.

"I told you that I don't want you to have to do any more in this war if you don't want to," Tom said quietly avoiding Harry's eyes, making Harry realise what the problem was, he was doing his best to protect Harry.

"I can say no, especially when I am supported to not have to do anything I don't want to. This is something that I don't mind doing," Harry smiled stroking his hand gently down Tom's face. "That's no problem, I will have the Goblin send me a list of properties with the descriptions with them so you can pick which one will be best for them," Harry turned to Fenrir as he placed his hand back over Tom's around his waist.

"Thank you Little Lord," Fenrir smiled.

Tom showed no inclination of wanting Harry to leave as they carried on the meeting, discussing the Death Eaters that were in various departments in the ministry and the moves that they were currently making to ensure that when Tom made his move to take it over.

Harry sat and listened curiously to the back and forth where he was settled comfortably on Tom's knee leanign against his chest. Sometimes Tom's hand would stroke over the bump of his stomach, other times resting underneath it, other times linking with his own fingers. Harry wasn't entirely sure that he was aware that he was doing it but it was pleasant so he didn't say anything about it or draw any more attention to the fact he was doing it, though he had seen the others eyes drifting to Tom's hands in their various posistions, none of them said anything but they all avoided saying anything. Tom's relationship with his Death Eaters was very different to what people thought it to be. He used to imagine that Tom would never allow anyone to question him and for them all to be terrified to suggest anything. He knew that the lower ranks did not have as much freedom of speech with him, but he did know from listening to conversations after meetings that Tom would hear out any ideas they might have. But here, with the cloest of his inner circle, they all spoke freely, suggested things, argued with him over points.

The trust Tom was showing by not asking Harry to leave and by discussing so openly the details of such an important part of Tom's plans. For the first time he felt as though he belonged, felt as though he wasn't just tolerated but instead was wanted here, mainly in Tom's arms, surrounded by his warmth. He didn't know exactly what their relationship was or where they were going but whatever they had, he was content right now, he was feeling happy with what they had and where they were going right now.
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