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Loving Someone Doesn\'t Make You Weak	By : IsysSkeeter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 18028 -:- 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, bashing, mention of abuse

Nr words in this chapter: 2,457

"Talking"

"Horcrux talking"

'Thinking'

'Horcrux speaking in Harry's mind'

–Parseltongue–

–Horcrux speaking Parseltongue–

Chapter XI

–Pure Dark Magic–

Harry looked at Rodolphus, pointing at his own throat. Rodolphus undid the spell and the five started to walk away.

"If the Ex-Minister comes to approach me, put the spell on us." Harry mumbled as they tried to move away.

Rodolphus nodded, looking sideways to Greyback as they moved. A dog approached Harry and licked his hands.

"Where are we going?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked at her and then to the Ex-Minister and Dumbledore as the two approached.

"Hermione, Ron, back away. Snuffles, go with them." He ordered.

Their eyes widened and Sirius grabbed Hermione's sleeve with his mouth, pulling her away, Ron following unsurely. Harry looked at Greyback, who made a move over their heads to the Dark Lord as if to silence him and the moment the Ex-Minister opened his mouth, Voldemort shut up.

"What do you think you're doing, Potter? When Dumbledore said that you've gone dark, I couldn't believe it, but now… How dare you?" The man rose his hand and Greyback grabbed the man's hand, throwing him away.

Harry laughed, making the Ex-Minister step back as if slapped.

"I state the truth and I'm the dark one? You're the one who let Dumbledore command your guards. Did you know about the attack on Diagon Alley today? About me going to Gringotts only to be attacked by the Aurors? Attack to kill, I assume the order was? I wonder, Mr. Fudge, aren't the Unforgivables unforgivable? If so, then why are Aurors allowed to use it- and before you say they aren't…" Harry pointed to the Aurors, who had dared to attack him while on stage. "They just used a killing curse on me. If my guard," Harry signaled Greyback by putting the back of his hand on the werewolf's chest, "wasn't a werewolf, he would be dead like my other one." Harry sneered, turning to the headmaster and pointed to the man's chest with his finger. "Voldemort had not killed anyone in years. The only killer and Dark Lord I see is you!"

Dumbledore opened his mouth to argue when they all heard a massive gasp. Both men looked around only to see everyone looking at them, wide eyes.

"Maybe you had good intentions, Headmaster. I believed in you. And I believe you once had good intentions… But the power must have went over your head."

"Harry, that is enough. These lies Volde…"

Harry sneered.

"You tell me that sending me to a muggle house, where they hated magic above everything else, was only for my own good? That sending me to that house without checking me was because they would love me and take care of me? That I was thrown into a cupboard under the stairs on the first day I arrived was only an unfortunate mistake?… That at four, I had to start to cook was just a fake memory I have? That my core closing at six because my uncle kept beating me, kept calling me Bloody Freak, never using my real name was just a fluke?

“Was it my fault that I was not normal and perfect like them? Was it my fault for not being able to have clothes of my own because my muggle family only gave me leftovers from Dudley? Dudley, who was five times my size? Was it my fault that I was not allowed to eat if I don't finish my daily chores perfectly? Was it my fault that if I didn't cook perfectly, I wouldn't be allowed the leftovers?" Harry's pointed finger began to poke him in the chest. "Why wasn't I checked at school for closed cores? Oh right, because my magical mentor refused the checking… YOU!"

Harry opened his mouth to continue, but a hand appeared on his shoulder. Harry looked at Tom Leaks, who sneered at Dumbledore, and pulled Harry to his chest in a protective way.

"Come Harry. Your healers are going to kill me if they find that you were getting unnerved while pregnant. It's not good for the baby… Or for you."

Harry nodded, ashamed, having forgotten they were being watched. Dumbledore tried to move, when various people appeared between Harry and the man, Tom himself pulling Harry behind him.

"I think that is enough, Professor." Voldemort's voice said coldly. "Tom, can you please take Mr. Potter home so his healers can check him? He has already passed though enough emotions for today. Honestly, a man Mr. Potter cared for just died this morning and now you're forcing him to remember his abuse at the hands of his family. No one should go through it, and Mr. Potter is pregnant now- how he hasn't lost his baby already, I don't know." Voldemort snarled from his place on the stage.

Before Dumbledore could move or speak, Rodolphus pulled Harry to his chest and escorted him, with the crowd's help, to the entrance where he side-apparated Harry to the yard before Grimmauld Place 12. As one, Snape and Mrs. Malfoy pulled Harry inside Black Manor and into the living room. Various spells were thrown at Harry as various potions were forced down his throat. Harry, limited to let them work, leaning against Rodolphus who sat beside him and started to lend his own magic to the teen.

"Thank you, Young Lord." The man mumbled into Harry's head when it fell on the man's shoulder.

Harry nodded numbly, his eyes landing on Tom, Ron, and Hermione by the door. Sirius approached and turned, kneeling before Harry and grabbed the younger man's hands.

"What's wrong with him?" Ron asked, as Tom Leaks approached and put a hand on Harry's forehead.

"Too many emotions and lack of the father's presence." Snape drawled.

"How long does a candidature speech last?" Hermione asked and the Death Eaters tensed.

Mrs. Malfoy stopped and looked at the two teens.

"At least an hour."

"An hour?" Ron gaped.

"Harry doesn't have an hour…" Hermione commented and pointed to Harry. "Look at him!"

"Miss Granger, a lot of wizards last without the father for months…" Snape started.

"Yeah, but not as powerful as Harry and Riddle. It's two powerful wizards. What is the chance of the baby being as powerful as Harry is?" Ron said and approached, taking his wand out doing a spell at Harry's belly. "And twins for that matter…"

Harry's eyes rolled back on his head.

–LSDMYW–

"Twins?" Narcissa gasped.

Rodolphus looked down at the Young Lord, seeing that he had blackened out. Rodolphus looked up to Greyback, who immediately left.

"Professor Snape, your magic now!" Tom Leaks demanded.

Severus sneered but approached, offering his own magic to the Young Lord. Rodolphus looked at Narcissa after a while because it wasn't working.

"What were you thinking, planning the speech on the same day?"

"That's enough, Rodolphus." All the Death Eaters tensed and looked to the door where Bella was. Tom Leaks immediately grabbing his wand.

The woman approached, sat on the couch, looked at the boy with a sneer and pulled him into her lap. Before someone could act, she began lending him her own magic. Young Lord moved into a better position and leaned into the woman's arms, relaxing into her embrace. Everyone gaped at the sight. The woman raised an eyebrow at the others.

"Your magic is too light. Young Lord needs pure dark magic."

Rodolphus looked at the Young Lord, who started to gain color as he slept on his wife lap. As long as it worked…

–LSDMYW–

Voldemort entered the Black house, running again to the living room where he felt his Harry's magic, his mother right behind him. When he entered, at once he pushed his magic towards his boy. Voldemort frowned at the sight before him. Tom was on the floor with his Harry's friends, Rodolphus and Narcissa were playing a board game while Bella, looking bored, was with his Harry's sleeping form in her lap, his head on her shoulder.

At seeing him, everyone bowed their heads minus Tom, but the man would never bow to him, and Bellatrix went pale in fear. Voldemort approached and picked up his boy, who leaned into him at once; he could feel Bella's dark aura all over him.

"Explain." He asked Severus, who was standing by Bella's side, probably watching her over.

"Rodolphus' and my own magic wasn't dark enough. The moment Bellatrix's magic touched the Young Lord, he finally started to recuperate."

"How is she here?"

Fenrir moved from his place leaning against the wall.

"Skinny Lord needed dark magic that would compare to yours. Her magic is the only one dark enough. I told her that if she dared to hurt Skinny Lord, the Darkest Lord would make what she does to her victims seem like child's play comparing to what would happen to her."

Voldemort looked at the woman and then to Rodolphus.

"Keep her at bay. We may need her to lend magic to Harry in the future." Voldemort turned to leave, but stopped and looked to Narcissa. "What bedroom does Harry sleep in?"

"Regulus' quarters, My Lord."

Voldemort nodded and started to leave. He knew Bella would not do to irritate him again, she knew the reason he was keeping her at bay was for his Harry's protection and if the woman wanted to be back on his good side she would need to grovel.

"Tommy…" Tom started.

Voldemort stopped by the door and looked to the man with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" He asked as his mother approached and petted his Harry's face, taking his hair from his face.

"Harry has twins." Voldemort looked to his Harry's muggleborn friend. "Ron just checked it. That was why Mr. Lestrange and Professor Snape's magic together wasn't enough."

Voldemort looked down at his Harry's sleeping face and then to Bella, finally acknowledging the woman, who shivered in fear. Good, she should fear him.

"When I'm away, I want you with him." The woman nodded. Voldemort turned to Rodolphus. "Never leave Bella alone with Harry. I want someone watching over them at all time." Voldemort looked again to the woman coldly. "Bellatrix!" The woman looked at him. "Don't disappoint me a second time. You know I don't give second opportunities."

The woman nodded, falling on her knees and bowing. Voldemort turned and left, taking his Harry to the quarters; Voldemort could see Narcissa's hand on it… He would have to make it more to his Harry's liking later. Voldemort laid his Harry on the bed who woke, looking at him tiredly. Voldemort undressed his own robes before laying on the bed next to his Harry and pulling him to his chest.

"That was a crazy thing you did today."

His Harry nodded.

"It worked, right? They can't force the journalists to shut up, can they? Not with the amount of people and lords that were in the atrium and…" Fingers appeared on his Harry's lips, shutting him up.

"You implanted the doubting seeds, my Harry. It will work, but a candidature takes time, months to be exactly. It will take a few more interviews and public speeches for our points to get to the people." His Harry nodded. "You will have to talk about your abuse." His Harry was going to contradict, but Voldemort kissed his lips. "You were the one who started to talk about it. People will want to know the whole story of your life. I'll be with you all the way." He added the last part to calm down his Harry, who finally conceded and lowered his head on Voldemort's chest.

"Don't do that again." His teen mumbled.

Voldemort raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Touch me like that."

Voldemort looked at his boy, amused.

"Why not?"

His Harry looked up.

"Because Tom Riddle is not my lover."

Voldemort eyes widen at the implications and then he laughed, changing his body back to his original form.

"You, Harry James Potter, are an unnatural being. Who is the person in his perfect mindset who prefers a nose-less, lip-less, white skinned person to a normal looking person?"

His Harry grinned cheekily and leaned down kissing him.

"Too much nose interaction for my liking." His boy said cheekily and Voldemort laughed again. "Besides, who wants a lover for his appearance when it's the inside that matter?"

Voldemort grabbed his Harry's hair and pulled him down for another kiss.

"You should have told me what you were going to do."

His Harry tilted his head to the side in a childish way.

"Where would be the fun in that?"

"You little Dementor… You didn't warn me on purpose!"

"I wasn't sure it would work. I kind of expected Dumbledore to interrupt me and that you would have to attack."

"So that's why you requested the guards…"

The two stayed looking at each other in the eyes in silence.

–LSDMYW–

–Hatchlings?– Voldemort asked after a while.

Harry grinned, his eyes brightening.

–Our twins.– He answered.

–You do know what that means, don't you?– Voldemort asked, serious.

Harry tilted his head to the side, cheekily.

–More bond consuming?– he asked childishly.

Voldemort smirked.

–That too… But more protection and you must be more careful.–

Harry huffed.

–I don't want another guard. I already have Rodolphus, Mrs. Malfoy, Greyback, Snape, and Sirius. They do their job perfectly.–

–She's not a guard.–

Harry frowned.

–Then why are you assigning me another Death Eater?–

–With the campaign and others things, I'll have to leave you from time to time.– Harry nodded, having already suspected that. –We're both powerful and hatchlings means twice the magic to sustain them.–

–Rodolphus…–

–Is not dark enough. But Bellatrix is.–

Harry eyes widened, standing.

–No way! I refuse to have her…–

–She was the one who was lending you the magic when I finally arrived. Not even Rodolphus and Severus together could compare to what you needed. You needed power and dark magic. Rodolphus and Severus aren't dark enough to compare to mine…–

Harry eyes grow in realization, his face looking pained.

–She is dark enough, isn't she?–

Voldemort nodded, seating.

–She may not be powerful enough, but her core is a pure dark, like mine. It means that we only have dark magic on our core. Our hatchlings needs a pure dark magic for sustaining.–

Harry sighed, sitting next to his lover.

–She won't…–

–She wouldn't dare and Rodolphus has orders to never leave you two alone.–

Harry nodded, leaning his head on Voldemort's shoulder.

–Tired?–

Harry hummed and Voldemort laid the two on the bed again, hugging Harry against his chest.

–Is was a great thing you did for Rabastan. He fought valiantly and he deserved to be remembered.–

Harry smiled and closed his eyes, letting himself go. It felt great to be back on his lover's arms.

(TBC)

A/N: And their officially back together, *happy dance* and I guess next chapter we’re waking up to some smut…

And Bella managed to be back in the game, Harry needs her for now.

Don't forget that 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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