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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.

Chapter List
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Prequel: A Mother's Love

One-Shot: I Want You, Sirius, And No One Else!

Spoilers: if you haven't, go read the Prequel and the One-Shot

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 death, kiss, mentions of sex, slight panic attack from Harry at the beginning

Nr words in this chapter: 2,071

"Talking"

"Horcrux talking"

'Thinking'

'Horcrux speaking in Harry's mind'

–Parseltongue–

–Horcrux speaking Parseltongue–

Chapter IX

–Kisses & Kills–

Harry eyes widened.

No, this couldn't be. He hadn't just said that… He couldn't…

Unknowingly, he put his hand on his belly.

My baby… He can't… He just can't…

Hands appeared on his shoulders. Harry looked at the hands, not understanding what they were.

My baby… Dead…

Something impaled with his back, making him whimper, and something appeared on his mouth, keeping him from breathing.

Why did breath matter? His lover just refused their beloved baby…

Red was just in front of his eyes…

Red?

Voldemort walked back, letting Harry breathe, his eyes were back to deep red, his lips red with Harry's blood. Harry took a hand to his lips feeling the cut, but not the pain.

"Are you going to listen now?" Harry nodded, not really registering what was going on. "I would prefer if you aborted. Not because I don't want the hatchling…" Harry saw Voldemort glance at his belly. "But because there is a war. If I can't protect you from my own Death Eaters, what would happen if the Light tried to attack and I was fighting Dumbledore and you had no one to protect you? You can't use magic and…" Voldemort took a deep breath to calm himself.

Harry noticed Rodolphus grab Sirius to keep him from interrupting.

"So you want me to abort because…"

"No. I would prefer you would abort. But I know you and you won't ever abort, so I'm forced to end this war faster." At this, Voldemort grabbed Harry's chin, making him look at Voldemort in the eyes. "You're mine, Harry. Don't ever think I will let something happen to you or our hatchling without retaliation."

Harry nodded numbly. Voldemort smirked, his eyes returning to grey.

"Promise me one thing."

Harry hummed lightly, still trying to understand what his lover had just said.

"You never will name our boy after my birth name."

Harry frowned, but nodded.

"Can I… Can I get my feet back on to the floor?"

Voldemort looked down were his leg was in between Harry's, keeping him against the wall and without being able to touch the ground.

"I don't know, I do tend to enjoy this position, principally when you are screaming incoherent things on my ear as I pound you against…"

"We're on the street!" Harry exclaimed, deep red.

Voldemort chuckled and walked back, letting Harry fall gracefully to the ground and Harry, blushing like mad, composed himself.

"Gringotts?" he asked, more to remind a part of himself, that apparently wouldn't mind being fucked against the street wall, than anything else. "Gringotts." He answered himself and resumed the walking, Voldemort at his side with a smug smile in place.

Harry refused to look at him, or Sirius and Rodolphus as he passed them, feeling completely humiliated.

–LSDMYW–

Rod snickered at Young Lord's red face. That man was definitely his Lord. Rod looked down at the man he was hugging from behind. Sirius had stopped fighting to go to Young Lord, so he wasn't hugging with strength to keep him trapped (actually if Sirius pulled he would released himself, but the man didn't move). Not that Rod wanted him to move, mind you. It felt too good to have Sirius back in his arms, where he belonged.

–LSDMYW–

Harry noticed that something was going on between Sirius, Rodolphus, and Rabastan; even Narcissa looked like she knew something. Sirius and Rodolphus had a tense feeling around them. Sirius looked ready to burst every time the other approached, Rodolphus looked like he wanted to stay close to Sirius, although he stayed away and when he stayed away it pained him. But it was Rabastan that surprised him; the man was glaring at the two, mostly at his brother, while Narcissa only smirked knowingly.

What the hell was going on?

Harry heard Oakes laugh inside his own mind, but the Horcrux refused to talk. Harry turned to Voldemort, as they walked back to the Leaky Cauldron.

–What is going on with my personal guards?– he hissed, barely a whisper.

Voldemort looked at him and then to the mentioned men.

–Before your dogfather ran away from home, he was engaged to Rodolphus.– Harry eyes widened. –I never really understood why Rod married Bellatrix when it was the mutt he wanted. Later, I found Sirius had refused the Black surname, and so, refused Rodolphus' marriage contract.– Voldemort smirked as his eyes landed on Rabastan. –Little Rabastan never approved of it. The two brothers used to pass hours, when I visited their father, fighting over Rodolphus' choice of sexual orientation. Not because Sirius was a boy, but because he was a Gryffindor. It looks like he still holds a grudge against it.–

–So he's against me because I'm a boy and a Gryffindor?–

–And you're his Lord.– Harry tensed, looking at Voldemort with a raised eyebrow. –If he couldn't act like he should around you, I would never have sent him.– Harry nodded. –Besides, Orion, the mutt's father, never approved of homosexuality. He thinks it degrading. From what I saw on Rodolphus' mind, he was always being belittled because he wanted Sirius and not Bella. When Rodolphus found the mutt refused his own surname he didn't fight for him and married Bella. Now don't get Rodolphus wrong, he did care for your dogfather, but the mutt refused him. It was either marry Bellatrix or break the marriage contract and run after your dogfather like a lost puppy. Rodolphus never showed me the whole story, but there was a 'story' between him and the mutt. Of course now that he married Bella he can't go back to the mutt, principally, after completing the marriage.–

Harry frowned.

–Complete the marriage?– he interrupted his lover. Harry knew that had it been any other person, he would be on the floor. Sadly, at thinking that, he couldn't help but picture himself on the floor, screaming in pleasure.

–Sex.– Voldemort purred, making Harry blush deeply. Did he had to say it like that? It was not like he wasn't having problems keeping his lower parts in control… Damn pregnant hormones.

–Sex?– He asked, his voice husky, and Voldemort sent him a knowing smirk. It's hormones, you idiot, not because you're sexy or anything…

–When you have sex with someone, your magic connects and blend together as one. Normally you marry before sex. But if you have sex before marriage, you're as good as married.– Could the man sound even more smug? –Although if you insist I won't mind marrying you for real… not that you're virgin or anyth…–

Harry went deep red.

–Shut Up!–

Voldemort laughed, a real laugh, the laugh he only shared with Harry and Harry couldn't help the smile at his lover's laugh. Harry saw the Death Eaters look at Voldemort; their face didn't showing anything, but their eyes showing off their surprise.

–And if they had never…– Harry's face went deep red again, –consumed the bond?–

–Although after all this time I find that impossible, I'll play along.– Voldemort answered in an amused voice. –The Black Lord would have to refuse the marriage between the mutt and Rodolphus and then accept the mutt back in the family. As the mutt is the Black Lord he can't do that, besides, he ran away himself, he doesn't want this marriage.–

Harry grinned. So he, the Black Lord, could refuse Bellatrix marriage? How… ironic! A malicious smirk appeared on his lips and Harry could hear Oakes laughing evilly on his mind.

–If Bellatrix divorces, she will go back to being a Black, right?–

Voldemort raised an eyebrow, clearly not understanding Harry's change of humor.

–Yes, the Black Lord would have complete control over her and her magic. What are you thinking, my snake?–

–Sirius isn't the Lord.– Voldemort eyes widen and he looked at the man and then at Harry with a raised eyebrow, amused. –Yep, it's me.–

Voldemort cracked.

–You, my Serpen, are a menace. The Lord of the Black and the Potter family and the heir of the Leaks family and, of course, the lover of the Slytherin Lord… who would have thought?–

"Harry."

Harry looked at the person who called him, only for Voldemort to pull him to behind him. Harry eyes widened, Dumbledore was there with a dozen of people that he suspected being the Order of the Phoenix, and the ones on red robes the Aurors.

–Go to Rodolphus.–

–But…– Harry started. He couldn't just leave him there!

–Either you go now or you won't be leaving the Manor until our hatchling is 30!–

Harry eyes widen at the threat, and the worst… he knew Voldemort would do it. Looking to where Rodolphus was, Harry ran to him. He heard movement and then a spell.

"Keep your filthy hands off of my Harry." He heard Voldemort sneer, his voice was back to normal.

When Harry got to Rodolphus, he looked back to see Voldemort, as his white noseless persona, fighting with an army of Death Eaters at his side.

"How did they…" Harry started, worried about Voldemort.

"Someone must have recognized you." Sirius said, looking around for a way out. "Apparition is out, they already raised the anti-apparition wards."

Harry looked around to the stores, closed, and then to Rodolphus.

"Take me to Knockturn Alley."

Sirius gaped at Harry.

"You're kidding, right? Knockturn Alley is not going to help. Besides not all the dark wizards there follow your lover. It's not safe!"

"Lestrange!"

Rodolphus nodded and pulled Harry away, Sirius behind them wand in hand, grumbling about the stupidity of this. Harry shivered as they stopped to hear the shouts of the Order.

"He'll be fine, Young Lord." Harry looked at Rodolphus, who put a hand on his shoulder.

Harry nodded. He had to!

"Stupefy." Harry looked to who Sirius just tried to hit, but the werewolf merely moved away and approached Harry, sniveling.

"Don't smell hurt."

"That's because he isn't, Greyback. But he will be if we don't move, there's Order members behind us."

Greyback looked at Rodolphus and then at Harry, nodding.

"But smell scared; tough."

Harry flinched.

"Do you smell blood? Death?" Greyback nodded to the two and Harry paled and turned, trying to return to his lover.

Rodolphus and Sirius stopped him.

"It doesn't mean that it's Voldemort, Harry." Sirius said.

"But…"

"Can you help him without magic?" Sirius asked and Harry shook his head ashamed. "So let's take you to somewhere safe."

As they turned to Knockturn Alley, Harry noticed Rodolphus looking at Sirius with an impressed look. Could they still arbor feelings for each other?

"Why are we here?"

"Where is Borgin and Burkes?" Harry asked to which everyone sent him raised eyebrows.

"That way." Rodolphus said, pointing.

Harry nodded and went, the others at his side.

"Will the Aurors and the Order Members dare to enter Knockturn Alley?" Harry had to ask.

"Very unlikely. At least the Aurors. Unless the Order member is a Gryffindor, otherwise he won't. Only a Gryffindor would be too stupid enough to enter here and demand something."

Harry nodded.

"Good thing I'm a Gryffindor then."

Greyback and Rodolphus looked at him with a raised eyebrow. A hag passed by them and Harry was sure it was the same from his second year. He moved closer to Greyback who growled at the woman.

Entering the shop, Harry looked around with a sneer; he never understood someone who could like so many Dark Arts together and think it beautiful. Mr. Borgin appeared and looked at the group with raised eyebrows.

Harry didn't even looked at him and approached the fireplace picking the floopowder. The man ran to stop him, but Greyback grabbed him as Rodolphus pointed his wand.

"You dare to touch the Dark Lord's lover and you're dead."

The man's eyes widen and Harry smirked, sending the powder into the fire. Sirius approached and hugged him.

"Black Manor."

Harry was thankful for Sirius body or he would have fell and hurt himself when they fell from the fireplace. Backing away, they waited for Rodolphus and Greyback.

–LSDMYW–

Rabastan felt something knick in on his core and he took a deep breath, turning to his Lord, who he was fighting side-by-side.

"He's at home, My Lord."

The Dark Lord nodded slightly, not stopping his attacks. Rabastan turned to fight again when he was hit with a green spell. The last image his mind created was his brother and Sirius together.

(TBC)

So… don't kill me! Again…

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

This is the also a part to I Want You, Sirius, And No One Else!, it should be read as a whole and not separately.

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