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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

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, bashing (maybe?)

Nr words in this chapter: 3,007

"Talking"

"Horcrux talking"

'Thinking'

'Horcrux speaking in Harry's mind'

–Parseltongue–

–Horcrux speaking Parseltongue–

Chapter X

–Harry's Speech–

Harry looked up when Mrs. Malfoy entered the living room where he was with Sirius, Rodolphus and Greyback. There was a somber look on the woman. Harry smiled at her and Mrs. Malfoy bowed back.

"Young Lord." She said.

Rodolphus, who had been looking at Sirius, looked at the door and then at Narcissa with a questioning look.

"Sister, where is Rabastan?"

Mrs. Malfoy lowered her head. Harry's throat tightened.

"Narcissa, where is my brother?" Rodolphus voice vacillated. Mrs. Malfoy still didn't faced Rodolphus. Rodolphus got up and, in two strides, was next to Mrs. Malfoy, grabbing her arms. "Tell me that he wasn't hit. Tell me that Kitty Cat is okay." When the woman still didn't talk, Rodolphus shook her. "Merlin's shake, speak woman!"

Sirius stood and pulled Rodolphus from Narcissa, hugging him from behind. Greyback didn't move from his place against the wall, his arms crossed. Mrs. Malfoy looked up, a silent tear on her eyes.

"He was hit by a Killing Curse."

Rodolphus shook his head.

"No, it can't be." Rodolphus tried to approach Mrs. Malfoy again, but Sirius stopped him. "Tell me it's a lie… Narcissa…" The woman shook her head and Rodolphus fell on his knees. "No… Rabastan… NO!"

Harry flinched at the scream and Sirius moved Rodolphus around, hugging him to his chest. Harry eyes watered at seeing Rodolphus fall at the death of his younger brother. Mrs. Malfoy' eyes were red. When Rodolphus looked up to Mrs. Malfoy, his eyes were hard.

"Who was it? Who dared to kill my baby brother? Who dared to touch my brother?"

Harry felt like he had a rock his throat. Rabastan's smiling face kept appearing in his mind, only to suddenly have his eyes lose life and start to fall, fall, fall and blood begin to leave his mouth.

"An Auror, I don't know which."

Rodolphus stood and ran to the door; only Sirius was able to imitate him and stop him. Greyback appeared by the door, keeping it close and out of reach.

"Let me go, Sirius. I'm gonna kill him. I'M GOONA KILL THE MONSTER WHO DARED TO TOUCH MY BABY BROTHER!"

"Hush, hush… I know. Just, not now… You're not thinking right now. You'll get yourself killed or with the Kiss and your brother will have died in vain."

"Let me go, Sirius. It's not like you even care. Principally after you renounced the Black name!"

Sirius tensed, letting Rodolphus go, who fell straight onto the floor.

"I… I didn't renounce… father disowned me…" Sirius voice was barely a whisper, but everyone in the room heard it loud and clear and Greyback snarled at the older one on the floor. Rodolphus turned around on the floor, eyes wide as he gazed up at Sirius. "You were the one who didn't care Rodolphus. You were the one who touched me then jumped at the next opportunity marry off with my cousin. You were the one who looked me in the eyes and said that you loved me and LIED!" Sirius moved, ready to leave, but Greyback merely crossed his arms, not allowing him out of the room. Sirius turned around and started to return to his seat next to Harry. "Do whatever you want! Go kill yourself! See if I'll care then! 'You don't care'… How dare you say that I don't care? You're the one who didn't…"

Greyback grabbed Rodolphus' shoulder and pulled him up, making him stand. Rodolphus ran to Sirius, turned him around and kissed him, grabbing his face with both hands. Harry saw Sirius raise his hand to slap Rodolphus, but then the hand stopped on Rodolphus' shoulder, pulling him in for more. Rodolphus pulled back and looked at Sirius in the eyes.

"Permission to leave?"

Sirius paled, remembering that they weren't alone.

"Permission to go to Sirius' room." Harry said. "But not to leave the house."

Rodolphus nodded, a tear on the corner of his eyes as he turned, grabbing Sirius' hand, looked at Greyback, who moved away, and left, pulling Sirius after him.

"If Rabastan knew that his death would make these two reconcile, he would avoid it like the plague." Mrs. Malfoy mumbled. "Not that they would do anything right now. Rabastan was very close to Rodolphus."

Harry nodded, looking at the floor. He liked Rabastan, he was funny and felt like an older brother. Rodolphus felt more like an uncle; Mrs. Malfoy felt like an aunt. Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and, looking up, saw Greyback giving him comfort.

"You were close to Rabastan?" Harry asked with a knot on his throat.

"We were the same age. Yes, we were close, My Lord."

Harry nodded and looked to the woman.

"Go to the Daily Prophet ant tell them I'm gonna do an announcement." The woman frowned, but nodded. "Tell others newspapers or magazines or journals so a lot of journalists be there. I want it today. And tell my lover so he'll get guards there." The woman bowed to leave, but stopped when Harry continued. "I want the Minister and all of the family Lords there in person. And people who would follow the Boy-Who-Lived."

"May I inquire what you intend on doing, My Lord?"

Harry smiled, but didn't answer.

"I want my lover and mother there as well, and I want Him as his Tom Riddle persona."

The woman nodded, bowed again and left, although not before trading a look with Greyback.

"Skinny Lord." Harry looked at Greyback with a raised eyebrow at the pet-name; it was small or young, not skinny, damn it. "People gonna target you?" Harry nodded. The werewolf grinned evilly, a menace look on his already damaged face. "Can I play wolf-guard?"

"I wouldn't expect anything else from you."

The werewolf threw his head back and laughed, making Harry shiver in fear. Harry only hoped he wasn't as damaged as he looked and sounded.

–LSDMYW–

Sirius looked at Rodolphus, who was kneeling on the floor with his head on Sirius' lap and crying. Sirius knew they would have to talk, but right now Rodolphus needed him so he wouldn't run away on a killing rampage.

Sirius managed Rodolphus' head, moving himself to a better position on the place where he was sitting at the side of the bed. He couldn't help but picture when Rodolphus used to be the one sitting on the bed while Sirius cried; the only difference was that he used to be sitting on Rodolphus' lap while crying. In part, Sirius was happy that Rodolphus stayed on his knees on the floor since Sirius wasn't sure how he would handle it if the man would approach him and now was not the best time for that.

–LSDMYW–

"As you all must be knowing by now," the Minister, Cornelius Fudge, started, "Harry Potter is back again between us and wants to speak to us all."

Harry sneered and looked to the place where the family Lords were. He had warned Lucius that he would say something that would need Lords from the Dark Side's approval and for them to vote.

"Now all of you, let's welcome our hero, Harry Potter, with a round of applause." The man said, clapping.

The audience started clapping and Harry moved from the wall where he was leaning against, next to Greyback and Rodolphus, to the stage for his speech.

"Thank you, Minister, for welcoming me back." He said with his voice magically enlarged. Harry turned to the audience in silence as the Minister went down the steps.

Harry stayed in silence, looking at everyone as they started to talk between themselves, wondering what was going on.

"I just need a minute for silence." Everyone tensed, the feathers moving on the parchments. "Today, a man died. A man that was a friend, a son and a brother. Today, when I went to Diagon Alley, he was being my guard. Today, he was killed while making sure I got home safely. Today, a man I trusted my life to was killed for protecting me." Harry saw a woman put an arm in the air. She was blond and had a green dress and glasses. "No, Miss Skeeter, it wasn't the Dark Side who killed him."

Harry looked to the side where the Aurors were at hearing Greyback roar behind him; a spell had just hit the protection that Rodolphus had raised around him. Harry raised an eyebrow at the Aurors and then turned to the journalists.

"I must have hit a nerve. Besides killing my guards, the Aurors now, in front of everyone, want to kill me." Harry couldn't help the smile at seeing people glare at the Aurors. "Now, you may ask why. I'll tell you why, but that will take us to a few years prior. Exactly seventeen years prior." Harry could see Fudge frowning and Rodolphus, masked, approached Harry from behind his wand at ready. The man didn't know what Harry was doing, only that with the speech people would try to attack Harry. "Everything started in 1981. Everything started when the Dark Lord, also known as Lord Voldemort," everyone shivered at that, "lost his body because of a mere baby. Everything started when everyone believed Dumbledore, who couldn't defeat Voldemort himself, said that the boy had survived because of love. The Boy-Who-Lived… Bullshit!" He screamed the last part when the audience started to nod, making them shiver.

Harry saw his lover smirking next to Merope and Tom Leaks on the other side of the Ministry atrium, arms crossed and leaning against the wall.

"My mother used old magic, also known as a life-for-a-life, to save me. It was her love that took her to do it, true, but it wasn't her love that saved me. It was her death. The Dark Lord didn't think that a Light Witch would use a magic that the Ministry calls Dark and that was why he lost. He accepted, unknowingly of course, her sacrifice over my death and still tried to kill me." Another spell attacked him, but this time Greyback put himself between Harry and the caster. Because of the werewolf's stronger skin, the spell didn't do anything but give the man an irritating itch. Rodolphus climbed the stage and Harry moved back, letting the two hid him from view.

Rodolphus pointed his wand to his own throat, doing the spell to expand his voice all over the room.

"Do I need to request the Aurors to deliver their wands? Was my brother's death not enough?"

As Greyback made sure people couldn't get to Harry, Harry saw two people approaching the Aurors, which Harry suspected were members from the Order of the Phoenix, who kept using spells and released them of their wands. Then the two approached the stage, climbing and approaching Harry, both hugging him as Harry hugged his friends back. The Golden Trio was complete again.

Harry looked at Greyback, who moved back and Harry moved again to the stage, this time with Ron and Hermione backing him up and Harry continued.

"That provoked in people being sent to Azkaban without trials, as for example my godfather, Sirius Black. And then the Minister, Cornelius Fudge, was voted in." Harry made a pause looking sideways at Mr. Malfoy and then back to the journalists, whose feathers were moving at an alarming speed. Harry was sure he was giving them the story of the century. "But did we really? When I first arrived to the Wizard World at the tender age of eleven, without ever hearing of magic before and being thrown in to do your fights for all of you, I was told that Cornelius Fudge sent letters everyday to one Albus Dumbledore for advice on this or that. The same Dumbledore that sent The Boy-Who-Lived to a muggle house to be abused and to not know about magic and about being a hero. It was Hagrid, the gamekeeper, who kidnapped me from my uncle's to the Magical World because the muggles had no say in what happened to me, as I was no other but the fucking Boy-Who-Lived. I had to go to Hogwarts whether I wanted to or not. If Hagrid hadn't kidnapped me, I would never have entered the Magical World…" Harry looked around. "And the funniest of it all is that you all are approving of this." Some people had the audacity to blush, proving that they did approve of it. "You're no better than the Dark Lord, who wants to take muggleborns from muggles and make them be taught by wizards so they won't be thrown into a new world at the age of eleven. No wonder muggleborns return to the muggle world after Hogwarts. Why would they live in a world that forced them to change ten years of learning and that had refused them?" Harry saw people ready to refuse. "Mudblood." That made everyone gasp. "Pureblood. That was something I learnt in my second year. Wizards care more about blood supremacy and money than magic." Harry saw his lover raise an amused eyebrow at the near snarl he used. "But as I was saying, Dumbledore had been the one who's been in power for the last two decades. The funniest is that none of you question this, as you already knew this.

"Did you know that it had been Dumbledore who persuaded Headmaster Dippet to not contract a student who was more than capable to be DADA professor? Did you know that Dumbledore tried to force this student's mother to give her son away because she was 'incapable' of taking care of him and tried to force said student into a muggle orphanage in the middle of a war, where he would be abused and neglected? Did you know that this student has nothing but EE+ and that the only job he managed to get, thanks to our dear Dumbledore, was the one of a waiter? In the same coffee shop where his mother worked? This student tried everything yet everyone closed their doors on him, even if he was the heir of an important family, because he had no money and because their old Professor and Savior had told them not to. The same professor that, as a student, had been best friends with none other but the man he defeated. How he managed to raise his wand against his once best friend, I don't know." Harry pointed to Ron at his side, who became deep red. "If I ever found Ron in the battle field, I would never fight against him. I couldn't even if my life depended of it." Harry turned to Ron. "Would you?"

Ron seemed outraged at the idea.

"Harry, my friend, even if you would date the Dark Lord, I would never fight you. I would kill myself before I would even think of hurting you… or you're supposed lover." The boy said, his voice magically enlarged by Rodolphus.

Harry smiled at him and then turned again to the audience, which was cowing at Ron.

"And that was what Grindelwald must have felt as his once best friend kept attacking him until he finally gave up. How could he fight against his once best friend and lover?" At this, everyone gaped at Dumbledore, who was in the Lords group. The man was glaring daggers at Harry, although there was nothing he could do at the moment.

"As it's already proved, the Minister is incapable of doing anything by himself so, I, Harry James Potter, the Lord of the Potter family and the Black family and the heir of the Leaks family, here Veto the actual Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge."

Harry looked sideways to Mr. Malfoy who took his wand to his throat.

"I, Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, Lord of the Malfoy family, here Veto the actual Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge." The man said, looking directly at Harry. His eyes were amused.

"I," Harry eyes widen and he looked to the person in the middle of the audience that was talking directly at Harry, "Neville Frank Longbottom, Lord of the Longbottom family, here Veto the actual Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge." The teen said.

It was Neville that did it; all the Dark Side Lords started vetoing the Minister and before Harry could think of it, a lot of grey and light side Lords were vetoing as well, everyone waiting for his turn, none speaking out of his turn.

Harry looked at his lover, who was looking at him with a raised eyebrow. At last, Harry saw Tom Leaks vetoing with an amused expression and when Voldemort raised his wand, Harry shook his head slightly. The man frowned, but obeyed.

"If my numbers are correct, Cornelius Fudge is no longer a Minister." Harry looked at the mentioned man who was seething in contained anger. "So I hereby proclaim that I will vote for the student that Dumbledore neglected. I proclaim Tom Marvolo Riddle, the Lord of the Slytherin family, as the Lord that I will campaign to be voted in to become the new Minister of Magic. Lord Slytherin, if you please?" Harry stepped back, looking directly at Voldemort, and pointed to the stage.

In one, everyone turned to Voldemort expectantly, wanting to know who the person Harry Potter would vote for was. Voldemort moved away from the wall he was leaning against and walked to the stage, people moving aside to let him pass. Harry felt like a fish out of water with the way the man was looking at him. Voldemort shook his hand and Harry knew he would pay later for not warning him in advance. Voldemort climbed to the stage facing the audience.

"Thank you, Lord Potter-Black, thank you for the confidence in my skills. For starters I should say that a little warning would have been nice. It's always a little difficult to make a speech without thinking of it first, principally one to candidate myself to Minister." The man said with a smile in place, making everyone chuckle.

(TBC)

A/N: Harry is growing up… Until now, all we saw was the boy that hide behind Voldemort and did almost everything the man wanted, but now we see a man who saw the death of a person he cared for and decided to fight! Hope the end of the chapter compensates for the beginning; if someone cried, be warned that I cried myself when writing it, so you weren't the only one. Next, I don't know if you even read my author notes so I'll just keep writing rubbish to see if someone's actually read this, :P

Don't forget that this is 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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