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Orion Zabini Potter	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter Ten

By the time Severus and Jacque arrived Harry was near about hypoventilating, while not letting Orion out of his sight, or his or Blaise's arms. Seeing the state the teen was in Severus marched straight from the fireplace to Harry and practically force fed him a calming potion.

As he was able to take several calmer breaths than he had done in a while Harry gave a nod of thanks to the potions master, closing his eyes and sinking into Blaise when his mate's large, warm hand curled around the back of his neck and started rubbing a soothing pattern into the base of his skull.

"Everything will go fine Harry," Severus reassured him, placing his hand cautiously on Harry's shoulder, when Harry didn't pull away but seemed to relax even further he gripped a little tighter.

"We aren't going to let anything happen to you," Jacque nodded as he perched on one of the extra sofas the elves had brought in for the meeting.

"This decides everything else," Harry sighed closing his eyes as he gently nuzzled Orion's face, getting a giggle from the baby and a small hand gripping onto his hair. Blaise's arm wrapped tightly around him, turning him and Orion into his chest. At his urging hands Harry lifted his legs over Blaise's lap so that he could snuggle deeper. Taking a deep, steady breath Harry allowed Blaise's warmth and scent to calm his racing heart and uneven breathing. As he felt himself relaxing he rested his cheek over Blaise's heart allowing the soft, steady thump to relax him even futher, the large warm hand rubbing up and down his back even furhter.

"Everything is going to be fine Harry, we'll be fine, no matter what happens, we'll be fine. No one can harm a family member in this house, the wards won't allow it. If he tries anything he'll be expelled from the house. I'm not going to let anything happen to you or Orion, no one and, I mean no one, is taking either of you from me," Blaise said firmly into Harry's ear as he cupped the back of his neck. Lifting his eyes he met Blaise's warm whisky ones, seeing the love, care and determination that was often blank from his face. Harry always felt honoured at the fact that Blaise allowed him to see him so open and vulnerable, that he allowed him insight into him brought a warm glow to his chest.

"I know you won't," Harry smiled reaching up with his free hand to cup Blaise's cheek and to press a soft kiss to his mouth. He did feel better and calmer, especially wrapped in Blaise the way he was.

"Snape you got another one of those calming droughts?" Sirius asked as he rubbed a very twitchy Remus's back.

"I think I do," Severus nodded unsurely digging through his robes and pulling out another vial which he handed over to Sirius watching the animgaus carefully as he administered the potion to Remus.

"We're not going to allow anything to happen to any of you. You are all of you family through one way or another now, and My Lord knows that, and he knows that family come first no matter what. Besides politically it is best choice to make," Lucius said from where he was sitting calmly, not pouting because Harry hadn't allowed any of them near Orion.

"Its amazing how one little baby can pull together so many unlikely people," Narcissa smiled sipping her tea where she was seated beside Gabriella who was looking a little pale but still dignified.

"Of course he can, my godson is amazing of course," Draco smirked.

"Its wonderful to know that if nothing else his godfather will ensure his ego is nicely inflated," Blaise snorted shaking his head.

"It's a good job he has his parents to ground him," Harry smiled slightly remaining curled into Blaise. "You do realise that he is surrounded by Draco, Lucius, Narcissa, his grandma, two Marauder grandfathers, Hermione and Severus," he added looking up at Blaise in amusement.

"What's that supposed to mean?" seven indignant voices rang out, Severus was sitting looking slightly stunned at the implications of Harry's words while Jacque looked smug.

"He really is lucky," Blaise nodded solemly.

"Thanks so much for the vote of confindence pup, soon to be pup in law," Sirius snorted.

"Oh yes, I will take another pint of your blood once we have finished the meeting for the adoption," Severus said coming out of his shock to speak up.

"Wonderful," Blaise nodded pulling a face.

"Its only two pints more," Severus smiled.

"After already taking six," Blaise huffed.

"The preperations for the upcoming Blessing and Adoption are going well then," A smooth voice spoke that was not part of the group getting them all on their feet and turning towards the fireplace where a decidedly none snake like Dark Lord was standing. Blaise moved automatically so that he was blocking Orion and half of Harry, both of them had their wands up, though they forcefully made sure to keep their wands hald raised rather than fully given the Dark Lord's wand wasn't in sight and he made no threatening moves. "I apologise for startling you," He boewed his head slightly, clearly stunning everyone in his rooms, but his eyes were intently on Harry.

Frowning Harry raised his hand to his scar when he realised that it wasn't hurting.

"Ah yes, I completely locked down my occulamency shields so that there would be no spill over of emotions which as I suspected made your scar hurt in my presence. I thought it would not be productive to if you were in pain during this," Voldemort explained stepping further into the room.

"Would you like to sit?" Harry asked seeing as no one else appeared to be moving or capable of speak at that moment.

"Thank you," Voldemort nodded walking over to the armchair Lucius quickly vacated to take the seat on the other side of Harry.

"Tea?" Gabriella asked slightly choked but it seemed her natural hostess kicked in and she made the offer.

"That would be appriciated," Voldemort said politely crossing his legs and settling back into a purposefully relaxed pose.

"Milk, sugar?" Gabriella asked.

"Milk," he nodded. "This is a rather unusal sitatuation," he said after a moment a silence.

"Just a little yes," Harry snorted, slowly sitting back down, Blaise staying standing for a little longer eyeing Voldemort cautiously before he sat down, though he didn't put his wand away earning a respectful glance from Voldemort.

"A Lord Zabini to be. It is a pleasure to finally meet you," Voldemort said eyes roaming from Blaise's face to his feet and back again.

"Thank you for coming," Blaise answered clearly finding it difficult to respond.

"Yes well, this is an extremily unusual and interesting situation," Voldemort said his eyes moving to Orion. Harry automatically moved Orion closer to his chest and to the side so that he was between himself and Blaise, Blaise moving at the same time closer to Harry. "I admit, I did found it very difficult to believe without seeing it with my own eyes. A baby Potter, keeping it secret from everyone besides Ms Granger,"

"Its another step of weird and difficult in my life," Harry huffed rolling his eyes.

"Dumbledore knows nothing about him?" Voldemort asked curiously leaning forwards slightly in his seat to accept the cup Gabriealla passed him.

"Not yet no, however I sent out letters to the rest of the Weasleys, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt today. One of them are going to tell him," Harry sighed looking down at Orion.

"You managed to hide your pregnancy right underneath his nose?" Voldemort asked, his tone asking for an explination.

"We used a combined glamouris spell, combined with an intent protectis spell unfused into an emerald, and then a secondary blood glamour spell using both our magic and blood," Hermione explained softly and unsurely.

"Very clever, only someone looking for it would have been able to see through all that," Voldemort hummed slightly.

"We were extremly careful to make sure no sign of my pregnancy showed, one little thing would have made him suspicious so we made sure nothing showed. Hermione brewed pregnancy safe anti nausea potions for me for my morning sickness, I cast invisible bubblehead charms around myself so I could carry on taking potions," Harry nodded with a sigh.

"You were so sure that he would be a danger to him?" Voldemort frowned. He was slightly startled when Harry met his eyes dead on for the first time.

"Above everyone you and I both know that Dumbledore will do and act exactly the way he wants to, no matter the consequences or the implications of the actions he makes as long as it is for his greater good and continused popularity. He wants to throw me in front of you, as far as me and Hermione can figure he intended for us to fight, one of us to kill each other and depending on the surivor either finish them off there and then or for a tragic death to happen from injuries sustained in the battle. He couldn't do that if his little weapon was heavily pregnant, or had a child. And I wasn't going to fight and risk dying when I have a child to think about," Harry said more bluntly than he had before, watching out the corner of his eyes as Remus and Sirius flinched, Gabriella's hand went to her mouth and Blaise tensed dramatically beside him.

"You figured him out a lot quicker than me," Voldemort said dryly.

"Grindelwald right?" Harry sighed.

"Correct, you really have thought this through," Voldemort looked impressed as he nodded.

"I apologise for interupting My Lord. But Grindelwald?" Lucius asked looking between them.

"I defeated Grindelwald. Dumbledore trained me in secret, told me that there was a prophecy about me being the only one that could defeat him. He arranged a meeting with Grindelwald telling him he wanted to discuss a treaty, I showed up and we duelled, I defeated him and then barely got away when Dumbledore appeared and attacked. Luckily for me I had Abraxus close by and waiting for me, he got me out of there and allowed me to stay at his mansion until I could decide what I was going to do," Voldemort explained.

"As we thought then. Why mess with a good deal?" Hermione sighed.

"Ah, you are the only one that can defeat me I presume?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow.

"Of course. Me and only me, with a nice dose of guilt, manipulation and pressure," Harry snorted.

"Dumbledore's favourite mixture," Volemdort nodded.

"Why did you attack my parents?" Harry asked suddenly. Everyone stillled, and Harry was fairly sure that they had all stopped breathing.

"Simply, the Potter house was a threat to me and my side. Your father was practically funding half of the Order of the phoenix, and between the two of them they were two of the best duellests in the Order, a lot of my followers were arrested because of them. Your mother even faced me in a duel for a little bit before Dumbledore stepped in. It was pure threat, I owed them enough respect to go there myself, I refused to send someone like Bellatrix, they were great people," Voldemort ansered honestly.

"And me?" Harry asked tightly, his free hand finding Blaise's and squeezing.

"I had no intention of killing you Harry, you were powerful even then, you had great potential. But you were a baby. I don't kill children or babies. The last thing that I remember is stepping towards your crib because you weren't crying, then things went black. Next thing I know I'm a shadow of myself miles away and I have a connection to someone that wasn't there before," Voldemort shrugged slightly.

"He made the connection between us didn't he?" Harry gritted out.

"Yes, I don't know anyone else besides Severus who has strong enough mind magics to be able to form a permanent connection of our strength between a baby's mind and one that was an effective spirit for thirteen years and for it still to have been as strong as it is. And Severus was too young and not developed enough then to be able to do that," Voldemort nodded.

"Further the illusion of Harry being the only one to defeat you, say he's survived the killing curse you shot, there's a connection between you," Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

"Correct, and I was confused enough about that night that it has taken me a while since I regained my body to piece everything together everything from that night. Oh yes, and I did not attack you in your first year, at that point I believe I was making my way back to Britain from Russia in Nagini," Voldemort added.

"Take him," Harry said tightly to Blaise holding Orion out. Blaise quickly took Orion and Harry stood walking to the window. "Who was Quirrel, do you know?" he asked, his hand closing into a fist where he was leaning against the wall.

"As far as I can make out a mentally ill man whose mind was even more corrupted and confused by Dumbledore. Some spellwork and you saw me in the back of his head, and he truly believed that he was one of my followers and trying to steal the stone for me," Voldemort's voice was shockingly gentle as he answered.

"Harry," Blaise's familiar presence behind him, his deep baritone voice in his ear and his hand on his hip caused a rolling wave of pain through his body and he was about to move away from him when he had Orion pushed back into his arms, Blaise's coming around him to so one was underneath his arms and the other was esting on Orion's chest and stomach. "Harry, focus on what you have now, right here in front of you. You have a beautiful son you have fought tooth and nail to protect and who is here safe, you have Sirius and Remus here because they love you and will do anything for you, you have Hermione who has stood by you through everything and loves you like her brother, my mother is completely in love with you and thinks of you as her son-in law already, and you have me, I will follow you to hell and back, I love you more than anything I have ever felt before and I adore the ground you walk on. And I love our son just as much. We have the adoption in two days and then we will offically be the family we already are. We have a future together, a happy future, as a family. Do not let that bastard get to you, what's done is done, you have more proof that you made the right choices, but look to the future, to what we can have and achieve together," Blaise was speaking directly into his ear, his lips gently brushing the lobe.

Sucking in a shuddering breath Harry dropped his weight back into Blaise's body which he easily took, his hand moving from under Orion to around Harry's waist and holding him tightly and securely. They were pressed so closely together that every breath Blaise took pushed Harry forwards and then backwards in a soothing rocking motion. Finally he turned his head and pressed kisses along Blaise's jaw before joining their lips together. There was nothing sexual or passionate about it, it was a reassurance, a thank you and a comfort, it was love without words passing between them.

"You're too good to be true, you know that?" Harry said softly with a small grin against Blaise's lips.

"When our honeymoon period runs out you won't be saying that. You'll complain that I snore too loud…"

"No I won't, I like your snore, its not too loud, more like a snuffle, it lets me know you're there. Its what woke me up, the fact it wasn't there," Harry shook his head.

"That I leave my boxers lying on the bathroom floor," Blaise smirked.

"I already complain about that, and I've told you if you carry on I'll hex your underwear draw so that any pair of boxers you leave on the floor will automatically attach themselves to your head for the whole day," Harry grinned.

"I'm trying to say that this, what we feel right now will change," Blaise sighed.

"I know, but how much I love you will only increase, the fact that I do isn't going to change. I know you're not perfect no one is, but your good points make you as damn close to it in a partner as you can get," Harry laughed. "Add onto that your devilish good looks and I didn't stand a chance,"

"Ah, you're saying that I am irrisitable?" Blaise nodded understandingly before smiling at Harry. "I knew it was my looks you were after,"

"Just because we didn't speak to each other doesn't mean I didn't notice how hot you were," Harry snorted.

"Since when?" Blaise looked inordinately pleased with himself making Harry shake his head.

"Third year, you were about a head taller than anyone else, and I suddenly thought wow he's really attractive, then went into a major panic because I was having gay thoughts," Harry snickered as he remembered how panicked he had actually been.

"So I made you realise you were gay?" Blaise looked even smugger.

"Well, that and the fact that after ogling Oliver Wood's bum in the shower accidentally I got my first erection from looking at someone else," Harry shrugged, mentally smirking at the flash of jealousy he saw in Blaise's eyes. Oh to wind up a Slytherin. "We had better go back over. Thank you," Harry sighed.

"You don't have to thank me, its what I am here for," Blaise kissed him gently once more before they turned and made their way back over to where the others were sitting patiently, if slightly uncomfortably, passing through the privacy spell Blaise had thrown up as he went to Harry.

"I'm sorry, that just came as a little bit of a shock," Harry smiled weakly at them all, seeing the group of concerned faces gazing at him, though Remus and Sirius were looking furious as well.

"I believe I should have told you that with a little more tact. My apologies," Voldemort said causing Harry to look at him stunned. "Do not mistake me, I am not going to offer you an equal place at my side, but your power, your name, the people you will likely pull with you, not to mention the effect your transferal to my side will have on the light side's moral is enough to earn you a lot of leverage and a high place in my ranks, with Lord Zabini and finally bringing him over you will both share one of the highest, that means you are not merely one of my followers but a member of my inner circle," Voldemort explained.

"You're willing for us to join your side then?" Harry asked quickly.

"After the situation was explained I had very little doubt that I would be saying yes. I just wished to see for myself the babe that will carry on two of the oldest houses that are closest to dying out, as well as meet with you face to face to talk terms. You yourself have earned that right," Voldemort smirked slightly as Lucius snorted amused.

"So, the terms?" Blaise asked once again drawing Harry and Orion to him.

"Of course. I believe first and foremost in your mind. Sanctuary and place on my side for anyone that will come over that you class as friend or family, and of course your baby will not be harmed nor any other children you may have in the future," Voldemort reeled off before adding when he saw where Harry's glance went. "That includes your Ms Granger and any other muggleborns or halfbloods. I have never thought that all muggleborns or halfbloods should be killed, it would be a little hypocritical of myself, not to mention that Severus is one of the few in my circle and halfblood himself,"

"May I ask what your aims are then?" Hermione asked nervously but looking determinedly curious.

"The seperation of the muggle and wizarding world, it is too dangerous to leave them open, muggleborn and muggle raised children are 78% more likely to suffer abuse in muggle homes than any other child in the muggle world I want them found as babies and regularly checked on, not to mention taught about the wizarding world from a younger age. And I want to make sure that the two world are kept separate, you come into the wizarding world you remain there, you don't pass backwards and forwards, it risks too much exposure. Obliviations are increasing by 256 every year across Europe because of accidental revealtions of magic," Voldemort patiently explained.

"You want to avoid another witch hunt," Hermione summed up, slightly startled at the statistics she was given.

"You are aware of the technology muggles have made in warfare, imagine what they would do if they found magic existed?" Voldemort looked between Harry and Hermione who both frowned as they throught it through.

"It would be a complete massacre, they would just use fire or drowning this time, and if they suspected an area that we had muggle replelling charms on they would just need to drop bombs on the area," Harry went slightly pale as he thought about it.

"Exactly, and Dumbledore thinks that we should combine our worlds together. And the influx of muggle traditons are destroying wizarding ones, especially since Dumbledore 'defeated' Grindelwald," Voldemort sighed.

"We had realised that one, Hermione's probably one of the only muggleborns not in Ravenclaw who knows about the traditions, as well as the Blessings," Harry nodded.

"He was blessed properly?" Voldemort asked curiously.

"Yes, each trimester we performed the rights. This will be the only Blessing that it has been more than me and Hermione," Harry laughed.

"And you are performing the adoption ritual with the Blessing?" Voldemort asked curiously looking between them.

"Yes, Severus has most of the blood from me needed for the potion, he will finish it the morning of the Blessing," Blaise smiled slightly looking down at where Orion was dozing contently against Harry.

"Black, Lupin, I gather by your presence here that you are also wishing to follow your godson?" Voldemort turned to look at the two men who had been sitting completely silently for the whole time he had been there.

"Like Harry, we would prefer to remain neutral, but after some of the things revealed here today, we wouldn't be averse to fighting for you," Sirius said after a moments thought, Remus nodding his agreement.

"Your names and loss from the Light side will be a large swing for our side, but I will call on you when we make moves in the wizarding world. Lupin I was requested by Fenrir to speak on his behalf should have be here today. He has been wanting to talk to you for a very long time but Dumbledore has always managed to keep him away, whether you were directly under his thumb or not," Voldemort said slowly seeing the werewolf wince at the mention of his turner's name. Sirius's hand quickly claimed Remus's, and to the werewolf's shock he felt Severus shifting a little closer to him in a clear offer of support.

"What….what does he have to say to me?" Remus asked shakily.

"Firstly he wishes to appologise, not for turning you as that was completely out of his control, but for not taking him with you straight away that night as he should have done. He believed you would be safer until your majority remaining with your birth family, however he did not know that Dumbledore would sink his own claws in by then," Voldemort scowled.

"What do you mean by out of his control My Lord?" Severus asked seeing that Remus and Sirius appeared unable to speak.

"It is my belief that you have been taking the wolfsbane potion for years, against Severus's advise?" Voldemort asked, his red eyes focussed on Remus who nodded. "As Severus has told you, this isn't advisable as it muffles the wolf's instincts. What he couldn't tell you was that taking the wolfsbane potion you may as well have been casting the crucio curse on yourself, or whoever first advised it may as well have been,"

"Dumbledore," Harry snapped out reading the truth on Remus's face.

"He…he advised me that I take it when I was in third year, it became one of his rules if I was going to stay at the school. I was so afraid of being thrown out that I agreed straight away," Remus sighed closing his eyes painfully.

"Your werewolf attacks itself during a moon because of the potion, the presence of your friends, of what the wolf saw as pack, would eased the anger in the wolf. Its also likely why you feel so ill after a moon and why it is getting worse. When a werewolf transforms without the potion in its system its painful, but once the wolf has fully emerged the pain fades straight away with lycanthropic healing and the wolf while having an animal mind is sane and able to think. With the potion the process takes longer, it blocks the healing process, and while you retain your human mind the wolf gets angrier and angrier as well as being in pain, so the time you do not take the potion it attacks itself," Voldemort explained factually, though this seemed for Remus's benefit as he was clearly absorbing what was being said.

"And Dumbledore knew all this?"

"I told him," Severus said quietly from Remus's side. "Fenrir allowed me to study his pack, see the effects wolfsbane has on wolves that have been using it for differing amount of time so that I could produce something that would wipe the wolfsbane from the system. I told Dumbledore but he told me he needed you under his control, as run down and thankful to him as possible and that I was not to tell you. I could inform you without risking my place,"

"Back to the original question, because you have been taking he potion for so long your instincts and the wolf will be greatly muffled. But when you look at Harry what do you feel? From the wolf, not from your human side?"

"He's my cub," Remus answered straight away.

"Now picture that, and all those protective feelings that come with it and multiply their strength by ten," Voldemort instructed. Frowning Remus nodded his understanding. "Now imagine he has an illness, a muggle one that magic is struggling to heal, you can smell it on him, smell the disease in his blood and coming from his pores, you can smell how weak and in pain his is with every movement and know that he is only months away from death, what do you do?"

"Bite him," Remus again answered immedietly before gasping and covering his mouth, wrenching his hand away from Sirius shaking his head.

"Remus why would you bite him?" Hermione asked gently suddenly realising where this had been going.

"To..to..to save him," Remus answered shakily.

"Lycanthropic healing, when the venom enters the body cleans it of any illness and impurities making it as strong as possible so that the person will be at their best for their first moon to survive the change. A wolf recognises a cub one of two ways, it either comes to realise it views a child - not its own - as its cub over time while in human form, or the first time it sees it in wolf form. Fenrir was running in the woods behind your house when his wolf smelt you and how ill you were. He went to investigate but then he saw you and realised you were his cub, no one really knows what makes a wolf see this distinction, its nothing to do with presence or how many times you have met or anything like that. And then he smelt how ill you were, his wolf acted automatically and bit you to protect you, to heal you," Voldemort summed up.

"My parents never said anything about me being ill before I was bitten," Remus frowned.

"Remi, you parents would hardly look at you," Sirius said softly trying to take the sting out of the reality that still hurt Remus.

"Wait, if all this is true, and Remus sees Harry as his cub, why did he try and attack him in our third year? Is that because of the potion?" Hermione asked.

"I thought you knew, I wasn't trying to attack Harry, I was trying to get him away from everyone around him who could have been a threat," Remus frowned deeper looking up at Harry.

"Now you mention it you always seemed to be going for whoever was beside me," Harry nodded thoughtfully.

"So Fenrir sees Remus as…his cub? Even now?" Sirius asked slowly.

"He's been trying to get to you to help you, or just to speak to you but gets stopped every time. He's not what the light side and ministry have made him out to be. The ministry are just creating lies to keep magical beings beneath wizard kind, and the lightside need to paint anyone on my side as badly as possible. He cares for you a great deal Remus, he has been watching you from afar as much as he could. You're still his heir," Voldemort said with a lot mor eunderstanding in his voice then they would have given him credit for.

"He wants to meet with me?" Remus asked after a moments thought.

"Any time you want to or are ready to he'll come speak to you," Voldemort nodded.

"Tomorrow?" Remus blurted out before he could really think this through.

"I'll tell him. This will make him very happy. Alright, so you and anyone you bring over won't have to fight if they don't want to, you can stay basically neutral but you add your name to my side. I won't attack you, your family or anyone who switches sides. Is there anything else you request?" Voldemort asked quickly getting back on topic. Harry bit his lip and looked down at Orion before meeting Voldemort's eyes.

"No more getting into my head unless you absolutely have to, for whatever reason. The Weasley twins shop in Diagon is left alone. You keep us informed in what is going on. And when the war is over we are allowed to just live our lives," Harry said determinedly.

"That's a lot to ask for, what are you offering in return?" Voldemort had a look of interest on his face now as he leant forwards in his chair and steepled his fingers together.

"Names, of the Order," Harry said making Voldemort's eyes widen in shock.

"Harry, everyone was placed under an unbreakable vow for that information," Sirius hissed looking panicked.

"Everyone, but Harry," Hermione smirked crossing her legs casually as she watched Sirius, Remus and Severus think back.

"Dumbledore miscalculated," Voldemort smirked at Harry as an echoing one also appeared on Harry's lips.

"He forgot if his pawns make it to the other side of the board they become a bigger, stronger player," Harry nodded.

"No need to put his golden boy under the vow, especially when he is so sure that he has Harry nicely squashed underneath his thumb," Hermione snorted.

"And I know perfectly how to blend into a room so people forget I'm there. I know 38 members of the Order all together," Harry said casually leaning against Blaise's side fully where his mate was looking more and more amused.

"That would buy you most of your requests," Voldemort conceeded. "But those twins are being rather insulting,"

"I'll get them to stop. I can also offer you a direct path to Dumbledore," Harry said softly.

"You understand what I would do with this?" Voldemort asked lowly, his eyes slightly disbelieving.

"I would suggest lacing the lemon drops with truth and compulsion potions first, let him dig his own grave and you look better and better before finishing him off," Harry shrugged.

"And this path?" Voldemort asked eagerly.

"This path comes with conditions," Harry raised his hand to slow things down and make sure Voldemort was listening properly. At his nod he continued. "This path goes through me, you can not have control of him, and you will speak to him only in my presence,"

"Very well, as long as anything I request is carried out," Voldemort said after a moment.

"As long as it does not cause him any direct harm," Harry countered.

"Very well," Voldemort sighed.

"Dobby!" Harry called and seconds later the brightly coloured, highly dressed elf popped into the room. He took a second to take everything in before his wide eyed gaze settled on Lucius, Narcissa and Draco.

"Dobby!" Lucius choked staring shocked at the elf. When he gave a squeak of fright and stepped closer to Harry Lucius frowned sadly. "Dobby, I did not mean to hurt you like that, it…it wasn't my will,"

"It was Dumbledore's," Harry nodded making everyone look at him surprised. "I got chatting with Salazar's portrait which I found stashed in the Room of Requirements where Dumbledore stashed him after he figured out who had told you about your inheritance," Harry looked at Voldemort who scowled darkly.

"I knew that old fool had done something. I believed he may have burnt the painting to be honest,"

"He tried, but the founders painting are linked to Hogwarts, as long as she stands they will survive. Dumbledore locked Salazar in his portrait and hid him away. It took one of his painted snakes 30 years to go through every painting in every room to find him. A snake that now hides away in Dumbledore's office listening. The snake came and found me after I was released from the Hospital wing and led me to the room, of course I didn't realise where or what it was at the time. We spoke for a long time, and he informed me that the snake had seen Dumbledore casting the imperio on Lucius the end of my First year when you went in demanding that I be handed over into your care as there had been worries raised of my treatment at home," Harry smiled slightly at Lucius.

"I…I remember now. Arthur Weasley came to me. He said Ronald had written to him after Christmas with concerns for you, he didn't really understand what was going on but he knew something wasn't right and wrote to his father. Arthur asked him to get as much information as he could about your home life. What he put together…wasn't good, but he knew he wouldn't be able to go against Dumbledore, so he came to me as head of the goveners and because he knew I had an in with the Minister," Lucius reeled off as though he was telling someone elses story, his eyes far away. "I went to Dumbledore, I planned to take you home with me at the end of term and either claim guardianship or find somewhere safe for you to go…but…it goes hazy," Lucius admitted frustrated.

"Dumbledore cast the imperio on you, a bloody powerful one, scanned you mind and sent you away, he also cast an obliviate on Mr Weasley. You were to abuse Dobby, an elf most admiring of my story, while telling him all your plans, you then took the diary that Voldemort had put into your keeping and was instructed to place it in one of the Weasley children's posession without anyone finding out. I believe he accidentally hyped up the animosoty between you and Mr Weasley a little too much given the fight you broke out into. And it all worked much as he hoped, I was more driven away from the darker side with the events that took place that year and seeing Dobby's abuse, your disliked was increased when I took Dobby from you, your natural fondness for your elves waring with the anger Dumbledore was manipulating in your mind. And I was driven even more into his side when his 'help' arrived to save me. Of course at the time I didn't consider that it was Hogwarts helping me not him," Harry snorted.

"Why don't you look shocked?" Draco frowned at Blaise.

"How can you tell the difference?" Sirius snorted playfully, letting out a oomph noise as the pillow Harry directed at him with his wand met him right in the stomach.

"Harry informed me of everything earlier today," Blaise explained, unable to stop the faint smirk on his face as Harry's cheeks lit up slightly.

"And what of the elf?" Voldemort asked impatiently.

"As you know, freed house elves can not be rebonded to a master, but Dobby didn't like being bonded to the school, and when he found out I was pregnant requested to be bonded to me and my family instead. I did so, but requested that he pretended to still be bonded to Dumbledore. The elves are tied to Hogwarts itself so Dumbledore won't realise Dobby isn'y actually bonded there anymore, the only ones that realise are the elves and well…"

"The elves are rather fond of Harry, especially the head elf. They won't say anything," Hermione snickered finishing for Harry.

"And Dumbledore calls on Dobby a lot. I think he likes being reminded of the trick he managed to pull on us all," Harry shrugged.

"How did the elf find out you were pregnant if Dumbledore couldn't?" Voldemort frowned.

"Dobby is being House elf, House elves is being knowning everyting about their masters so they is being able to help, including their health. Master Harry wasn't Dobby's master officially, but Dobby knew it was only time, so he is being keeping close on Master and looking after him," Dobby squeaked looking slightly indignant.

"Dobby can get as close to Dumbledore as you want," Harry summed up causing the elf to smile proudly puffing up his chest slightly.

"Very well, your terms will be met in exchange for what you have offered," Voldemort nodded, the spark of magic going through the room sealing his words in a vow. "There is something that I wish to know though," Voldemort said slowly and thoughtfully, his red eyes on his long fingers where he was tracing the rim of his cup.

"Yes?" Harry asked softly wondering what the heck the Dark Lord would want to know.

"Why didn't you ever fear me, even in the graveyard, you have never truly been scared of me though, my own followers are more afraid of me than you, you were scared of the unknown situation, but you were never afraid of me," Voldemort mused raising his eyes now to look at Harry curiously. On Harry's part he had frozen, he knew the answer, of course he did, he had aksed him the very same question dozens of times until he understood the answer. He just did not think that it was an answer the others were going to want to hear.

"My Lord, I would have said that Harry was afraid in the Graveyard," Lucius said quickly and worriedly.

"No he wasn't, as I said he was scared because of the unknown situation, not because he was afraid of me. This is not some vanity thing where I want my ego stroking. I am genuinely curious," Voldemort waved his hand as Lucius opened his mouth again looking more worried.

"Honestly?" Harry licked his lips and looked down at Orion nervously, this wasn't going to go down well.

"That would be preferable, yes," Voldemort said, amusement lacing his tone if Harry's wasn't mistaken.

"I was never afraid of you because…" Harry paused and flicked his eyes around the room at the waiting, curious faces. "I was never afraid of you, because it never scared me that I could die," He answered softly though he may as well have screamed it at the top of his voice under a sonorus the way the room reacted.

Blaise flinched as though he had been struck, Hermione and Gabriella almost in unison gasped and covered their mouths in a way that would have been amusing if not for the situation, Narcissa and Draco made choking noises, Lucius stared at him with a faint trace of horror in his eyes and on his features, Jacque looked simply stunned. Sirius and Remus were staring at him with heartbroken expressions and fear, Severus had the same expression but there was something else there, something Harry thought was understanding. Something that was clear on Voldemort's face.

"Harry…" Sirius let out a pained noise making Harry feel guilty.

"Harry?" Blaise's deep voice carried everything and nothing in it making Harry wince.

"I wasn't suicidal or anything like that. I just…death…never scared me. I knew that life would go on without me, people would be upset and mourn me, but I didn't have much of a life to be giving up, there was nothing perminantly good in it that I needed to cling onto," Harry winced again as Blaise was on his feet and across the room in one swift movement. Standing quickly himself he passed Orion gently into Gabriella's arm before hurrying after his mate.

"Blaise, Blaise stop for a minute please!" Harry requested after he threw up the privacy charm, watching Blaise stomping back and forth in a furious pace. His shoulders were tense enough that it had to hurt, his hands closing and opening rhythmically at his sides, his jaw clenched painfully and his breathing heavily. Casting a glance back he quickly put up a concealing spell as well. "Blaise, please,"

Harry reached out and caught Blaise's arm, digging his feet in and holding on when Blaise tried to walk passed him. Blaise spun around, using Harry's grip on his arms to grip him and slam him into the wall. Harry made a slightly stunned noise as the air was knocked from his lungs, Blaise was towering over him, his whisky eyes dark and furious. He had only just sucked in a replacement air when Blaise's lips crushed to his, angrily, and harshly, their teeth clacked together uncomfortably but when he tried to pull back a little Blaise's fingers gripped the back of his hair and held him in place, though he did ease up enough so their teeth didn't clash.

Feeling…something in his mate Harry relax into him, wrapping his arms around Blaise's neck and surrendering into the kiss, Blaise quickly taking advantage of that to carry on feeding hungrily at Harry's mouth, his tongue slicing in and tasting with the same hunger and despiration as he was pushing into the kiss. Digging his fingers into Blaise's hair and gripping it Harry gave a small jump without detacthing their lips and wrapped his legs tightly around Blaise's thick waist pulling him as close as he could manage, hoping depiretly to ease the fear he knew his words had caused in Blaise.

Kissing back as much as he could, though Blaise was taking complete control of the kiss as he pressed his body against Harry's and into the wall. Harry could feel his lips swelling with the force of the kiss and despite himself he could feel his body reacting to the kisses and closeness of Blaise's body making him whine into Blaise's lips slightly when he pressed harder into his groin. Suddenly Blaise ripped their lips apart, dropping his head onto Harry's shoulder, resting there as he panted harshly.

"Damn it Harry!" Blaise growled aginst Harry's shoulder, his hands gripping the material at Harry's hips.

"I'm sorry," Harry murmured stroking his fingers through Blaise's hair gently. "I don't think like that anymore, I promise,"

"That's not the point Harry! Merlin, if you had…if you had just not fought that bit harder, if you had…if you hadn't….I wouldn't have met you, we wouldn't have been together and I would still have been alone! I wouldn't have a man that I love and want to marry and I wouldn't have a son. The thought that you believed you were worth that little! The thought that I could of lost you before I even got you, that you had to go through that!"

"But it didn't, I'm right here, I'm in your arms, our son is right over there in your mum's and I have everything to live for now!" Harry gripped Blaise's face and lifted it so that he looked at him. Pressing kisses all over his face before kissing his lips again, holding him close again.

"Harry," Blaise groaned slamming his hips against Harry's listening hungrily to the groan Harry let out against his lips. Tilting his head back Harry sucked in a deep breath as Blaise's lips attached themselves to his neck, alternating between sucking and biting at the pale flesh as they ground their hips together in a hard, quick rhythm. With a low growl Blaise slammed their lips back together as he slipped his arms underneath Harry's knees and spread his legs a little wider, taking control of his movements as he slammed his hips against Harry's.

"Oh Merlin Blaise, yes, urgh yes please," Harry groaned out panting harder as he felt his orgasm crashing towards him, slightly embarrassing considering he had already cum once today. But considering how tightly Blaise was gripping his thighs and the off rhythm, hard thrusts he was as well.

He let out a rather embarrassing scream of Blaise's name as he arched into the grip the black teen had on him and came hard enough that everything went black for a minute or two. Blaise was panting against his shoulder and thrusting hard against Harry's now over sensative flesh, he shuddered and groaned when his after glow doubled when Blaise's teeth buried themselves into his neck with a growl as his hips jerked against Harry's until he stilled and slumped slightly against him, his tongue and lips mouthing at what was no doubt bruised flesh of his neck. Harry groaned in protest as it sent jolts of pleasure through his body, tugging lazily and weakly at the hair still in his grip, but Blaise wasn't moving yet worrying away at the mark on Harry's neck contently.

"Should I apologise?" Blaise asked against his neck finally.

"Apologise?" Harry asked confused considering his body was humming with pleasure still.

"I sort of attacked you," Blaise snorted lifting his head. Laughing Harry shook his head kissing Blaise gently.

"You can attack me like that any time, though I think maybe we should do this without one of us being upset before hand," He laughed stroking his fingers through Blaise's hair again, grinning when Blaise practically purr at the touch.

"That would probably be a good idea," Blaise chuckled. "I'm sorry I got angry like that though,"

"Don't. I would have been angry if I had heard something like that from use as well I really haven't thought like that for a long time, not since I found out about Orion, and not since us. Blaise I have everything to live for now, I am not going anywhere," Harry said firmly.

"Good, because I'm not sure I can let you go now," Blaise sighed.

"You might have to," Harry said seriously before smiling teasingly when wide whisky eyes met his. "I'm starting to get cramp in my legs,"

"Oh, sorry," Blaise gently dropped Harry's legs back to the floor and held him as he swayed slightly when full circulation returned to his feet.

"We'd better get back," Harry smiled as he vanished and cleaned the mess in his trousers and then Blaise's.

"I wonder how awkwardly they are sitting," Blaise chuckled straightening himself before nodding for Harry to take down the privacy spells. Everyone was sitting slightly tensely staring right at them, clearly having been waiting for them to come back out.

"All calm again?" Voldemort asked dryly.

"My apologies, I lost control of my temper for a minute," Blaise said a little tightly as he and Harry made their way back to the sofa, Blaise pausing to take Orion back off Gabriella before they sat down.

"Its alright, perfectly understandable. I think there have been enough revelations for today. I will return for those names and to give anyone who wants to swap over with you time to do so, I will also pass around that the Weasley twins are out of bounds. Severus once he has finished with your adoption potion and the Blessing will make a strat on brewed truth potions. It has certainly been interesting. I look forward to working with you. Now I wont request any of you attend normal Death Eater meetings, but those for my inner circle I will ask you to come to, to keep you in touch with want is going on, and to show you are on my side, gossip will spread quick enough. Lucius will inform you when those meetings will be held. Good luck at the Blessing," Voldemort nodded his head as he stood.

"Voldemort?" Harry said quickly as the Dark Lord reached the fireplace.

"Yes?" Voldemort sighed turning making Harry grin slightly.

"I…thank you for giving my son a chance at a good life," Harry said softly, meeting to Dark Lord's eyes, knowing he would understand. The Dark Lord paused for a moment before inclining his head again and turning to floo out.

Once he was gone everyone remained where they were in silence for a good few minutes before a collective breath was let out almost similtaniously.

"I need a brandy," Jacque huffed standing and making his way to the dacantors quickly. Pouring enough glasses for everyone in the room to have a sip.

"That was…intense," Draco said as he made his way to sit beside Blaise's legs, leaning against the sofa. A silent exchange seemed to pass between the two of them, Draco's eyes concerned before he patted Blaise's knee and settled back.

"You two kind of ran the show there," Narcissa smiled between Hermione and Harry.

"Dealing with Dumbledore and his lot for six years, we're used to playing politics," Hermione snorted before taking a sip of her drink, her nerves showing through as she slumped in her seat slightly.

"A lot of revelations," Sirius nodded his eyes on Harry.

"Siri, I wasn't suicidal or anything like that, I just…I guess one way or the other it just didn't scare me," Harry sighed slumping against Blaise.

"Well, one good thing came of that, Sirius is reassured that Blaise really does care for you," Remus smiled weakly squeezing Sirius's hand gently.

"I need to be getting back to the potion, I'll take your blood and leave. Don't forget that I will be here early tomorrow for the last dose of blood, probably about seven," Severus said standing.

"We're up at six with Orion anyway," Harry laughed watching Severus press his wand to Blaise's arm, tap a bottomless vial, then press it back to Blaise's arm and murmur the spell, Blaise's blood rapidly starting to pour into the vial. Everyone sat in silence watchign with a form of fascinated horror as the vial filled until Severus cut the spell and pushed an opened Blood replenisher to Blaise's lips.

"Remember plenty of orange and a steak tonight," he said as he stowed the blood safely away and stood up. "I will see you tomorrow," He said, reaching out and gently squeezing Harry's shoulder and ruffling Draco's hair before briskly saying a universal goodbye to the others and swiftly flooing out, Draco grumbling and trying to arrange his hair to be perfectly neat again.

"So, who is for some decortating?" Gabriella beamed at them all downing the last of her brandy and fixing them with a look that said they had no choice.
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