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A Chance at Happiness	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 128732 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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A Chance at Happiness

Summary: Harry finds out that not everything is as he believes it to be.

Written for Mistress of Malfoy's "First Kiss Challenge" http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600013533

Pairing(s): Lord Voldemort/Harry, Severus/James/Lucius

Rating: Nc-17

Warning(S): Slash, Mpreg, Dumbledore, Ron and Hermione bashing. VERY AU, abuse

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-Chapter Twenty-Three-

Storming down through the halls towards the dungeon, Voldemort had nothing but anger coursing through his body. Anger that was going to be taken out on the headmaster.

'Not only did he try to kill my mate and child but he tried steal from my mate.' Voldemort hissed to himself as the doors in front of him burst open.

Making his way down the steps, Voldemort stopped in front of the cell that housed Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore I believe I was too lenient to let you live after our last session." Voldemort hissed.

"Come now Tom. You know that you can't kill me. You'll bring down the wrath of the whole wizarding world on you." Dumbledore said.

"You're much more convincing when you're not covered in blood and half dead." Voldemort sneered drawing his wand. "I'll let you choose; do you want to die quickly or slowly? But you're dieing today one way or another."

Lifting his head, Dumbledore glared at him and said, "I shall not choose because I do not feel that you will kill me."

"Well then your instincts are leading you astray." Voldemort said leveling the wand he was holding at Dumbledore's chest.

"Come now Tom surely we can work this out...if this is just about Harry we can split the money and properties that he owns. We can cut out Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger." Dumbledore said with a slightly hysterical tone in his voice.

Snarling, Voldemort felt his body start to shake in anger. Trying to calm himself, Voldemort soon gave up and allowed his wings to burst from his back and his teeth and claws to grow.

"Never try to get me to hurt my mate, and never threaten my mate. You'll find your life is over." Voldemort hissed barely stopping himself from quickly killing the old fool in front of him.

"Come now Tom you can't expect the boy to be faithful to you. He's younger then you and eventually he'll find someone else and leave you alone." Dumbledore taunted.

"That's enough out of you." Voldemort hissed casting a sealing charm on his lips causing them to lock shut.

Out of instinct, Dumbledore reached up and tried to pry his lips apart and when that failed he glared at Voldemort.

"The errors that you've made in our world will soon be corrected. I'm not going to stop until every last muggleborn forgets about the magical world and every half blood is living with a magical family. You've allowed our kind to be abused, even killed, because of our magic, but no more. After you're dead there will be no way for the muggles to know about us." Voldemort said tapping his wand against his arm.

Mumbling replies that weren't understood, Dumbledore pointed from his lips to Voldemort.

"What do you want me to kiss you?" Voldemort teased.

Going wide eyed, Dumbledore violently shook his head from side to side.

"Good because I would die before I ever kissed you." Voldemort sneered trying to control the shudder that wanted to shake his frame. "I think it's time that we ended your pitiful life."

Moving forwards, Voldemort crouched down in front of Dumbledore and waved the wand in front of his face.

Pointing the wand towards Dumbledore Voldemort cast the Avis Oppugno, and watched as the conjured hawks started to peck at any bare patches of Dumbledore's skin.

When the bare skin was ripped apart and gushing blood, Voldemort banished the birds and leaned back against the wall.

"What should I do next?" Voldemort asked glancing at Dumbledore. When Dumbledore started to mumble replies, Voldemort said, "Huh? What's that? You want me to crucio you?"

Shaking his head from side to side, Dumbledore's muffled protests were ignored as Voldemort flicked the wand and cast a Crucio on him.

As Dumbledore's muffled screams reached Voldemort's ears, blood started to dribble down the sides of Dumbledore's mouth.

"Bite through your tongue?" Voldemort asked releasing the sealing charm.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dumbledore then said, "If you kill me you won't be able to get any supporters."

"I won't if they know that I did it, however I plan to make it so they don't know how I did it...who do you think will be blamed when your body is found sitting in your chair at Hogwarts?" Voldemort asked sneering.

"They will blame you of course. They'll find a way to blame it on you. We always have." Dumbledore said trying to look smug.

"But they won't be able to place the blame on me when they test your wand and find that it had cast spells." Voldemort said moving the wand closer for Dumbledore to see.

"How did you get my wand?" Dumbledore asked looking at Voldemort in shock.

"It was easy to take it...in your next life, if you're a wizard, you should try using an invisible holster." Voldemort said turning the wand on Dumbledore again. "Alas this all must end, and it's unfortunate that I can't have any more fun with you. Oh well everything must eventually come to an end. Avada Kedavra"

Watching as the green light struck the headmaster, Voldemort gave a cold smile then placed Dumbledore's wand in his hand.

Casting a levitation spell and a disillusionment charm on the body with his own wand, Voldemort made his way out of the dungeons and towards the main doors so he could apparate back to Hogwarts.

Reaching the door, Voldemort stopped and called out, "Bizzy!"

When the elf popped into the room, she looked up and said, "What is Master Lord sir needing?"

"Bizzy if my mate wakes up and looks for me tell him I shall be back shortly." Voldemort ordered.

"Yes Master lord sir. Bizzy be doing just that." She said bowing before she popped back out of the room.

Shaking his head Voldemort continued out of the house and towards the end of the wards. When he reached the end he apparated away to the Chamber of Secrets.

Landing gracefully on the ground, Voldemort pulled out his own wand out of his pocket and cast a disillusionment charm on himself and made his way towards the exit. Stepping into Severus' office the lights were off and Severus was no where in sight so shrugging his shoulders, Voldemort made his way out of the room and through the classroom before he entered the hallway.

Walking carefully through the crowd of students Voldemort made sure that neither the body behind him or he himself hit any of the students, although if they did it could be brushed off as another student.

Stopping in front of the Gargoyle guarding the stairs leading towards the headmasters office, Voldemort quietly said the password that he had picked up from Harry's mind earlier in the day. Walking up the staircase, Voldemort moved silently in case anyone was in the dead mans office.

Stepping into the office, Voldemort looked around to make sure that there was no one there and to make sure that the paintings were sleeping and when he was sure he canceled the disillusionment spell on the headmaster and floated his body over to the chair.

Dropping the body into the chair, Voldemort arranged Dumbledore so his legs were stretched out in front of him, his head was lolled down onto his chest, and his hands were resting on the arm rests. Making sure that Dumbledore's wand was still in the dead mans hand, Voldemort nodded then turned to make his way out of the room.

Nearly skipping back down the hall, Voldemort made his way back into Severus' office and spotted the man hovering over a boiling cauldron.

Ending the disillusionment charm over himself, Voldemort said, "Ah Severus I was hoping you would be back here."

Looking up, Severus bowed his head and said, "My lord I thought you and Harry had already left?"

"We did I just had to drop a little package off in the headmasters office."

"Package, my lord?" Severus asked tilting his head to the side.

"Let's just say that there will be a new headmaster in the school by next week...that is if they don't close the school." Voldemort said grinning. "Just remember to watch the little snakes and if anything gets too dangerous have them go home to their parents."

"Of course my lord. How is Harry doing?" Severus asked.

"He's doing alright he's resting right now."

"And is he pregnant?" Severus asked.

"He is." Voldemort said nodding.

"Congratulations my Lord. I'd be grateful if you would pass the message onto Harry as well." Severus said.

"Of course. I'm sure he will be glad to hear that you are happy for him. I think he was worried that all of his parents would be upset with him."

"Thank you my lord." Severus said giving a slight tilt of his head.

Nodding ,Voldemort turned and made his way back down into the chambers so he could apparate back to the manor and get back to his young mate. Disappearing with a crack, Voldemort left the scene as if he had never been there in the first place.

Making his way back into the manor, Voldemort made his way upstairs towards Harry's room. Quietly entering the room, Voldemort tensed when he saw the empty bed, but relaxed when he heard the shower running.

With a wicked grin spreading across his lips, Voldemort made his way into the bathroom while discarding his clothes on the way. Stepping into the bedroom, Voldemort gave a soft moan when he caught sight of his mate running his hands over his wet body.

Taking a deep breath, Voldemort took a step towards the shower and stepped in behind Harry.

Turning to face him, Harry said, "I was wondering if you were going to join me."

"Of course. I'm not going to let this go to waste." Voldemort replied leaning down to gently kiss Harry.

Wrapping his arms around, Voldemort's neck Harry leaned against his mate.

"Where'd you go? I asked Bizzy but all she would say is that you would be back shortly."

"I had to return the headmaster." Voldemort said running his hands over Harry's body leaning down to nuzzle his neck.

"Did you kill him?" Harry asked with a gasp.

I did. That meddling old coot got what he deserved too." Voldemort said.

"Good." Harry said. "I'm glad you took care of him. While I may hate him I don't think I would have been able to kill him. I don't know if I'd be able to kill anyone." Harry admitted.

"That's fine. Just tell me who you want dead and I'll kill them for you." Voldemort said. "Now let's get off of this topic."

Looking up at Voldemort through his eyelashes, Harry bit his bottom lip and asked, "What topic would you like to go to then?"

Chuckling, Voldemort grasped Harry around the waist and picked him up.

Laughing, Harry wrapped his legs around his mates waist and said, "Oh, so that's the topic."

"Are you up to it?" Voldemort asked, moving slightly so Harry could rest his back against the shower wall.

"Of course. I'm just pregnant not sick." Harry said wiggling his hips.

Grinning, Voldemort pulled Harry's hips closer to him and leaned up taking his mates lips in a gentle kiss. While kissing his mate, Voldemort thrust his hand out of the curtain and silently summoned a jar of lube to him.

Setting the jar aside on a shelf that was out of the water, Voldemort scooped some up and gently ran his fingers around Harry's opening. Pushing one finger inside, Voldemort carefully started to prepare Harry before he slipped another finger inside and started to scissor them.

Moaning, Harry pushed down on the fingers trying to get them further inside of him. "Please Voldemort more."

"Patience my little mate." Voldemort whispered gently adding a third finger into Harry.

"I don't have patience right now." Harry whined, wiggling his hips even more.

Chuckling, Voldemort pulled his fingers out of Harry then coated his erection in the lubricant. Pressing forwards into Harry, Voldemort groaned and lowered his head to Harry's shoulder.

Dropping his head back against the shower, Harry closed his eyes and thrust against his dominant trying to get him to move.

Lifting his head, Voldemort dropped a kiss against Harry's lips and gave a sharp thrust of his hips, causing Harry to give a muffled scream.

Pushing forwards, Harry kissed his mate but quickly relinquished control to Voldemort.

Taking a hold of Harry's dripping erection, Voldemort started stroking it quickly hoping to make his mate release before he did.

Thrusting quicker and faster, Voldemort moaned and started to nip at Harry's shoulder trying to leave a mark as his teeth started to elongate.

Throwing his head to the side, Harry sunk his fangs into his mates neck and gave a muffled scream as his release ripped from his body and splashed on his mates chest and stomach.

As Harry started to clench around him, Voldemort gave a few more thrusts and sunk his own fangs into Harry as his release coated Harry's inner walls.

Panting from his release, Voldemort carefully pulled out of Harry and set his feet down onto the shower floor.

"Are you alright?" He asked running his hands over his mates body.

"I'm fine." Harry said nuzzling against his mates chest. Looking up at him Harry whispered, "I love you."

Smiling gently at him, Voldemort said, "I know you do and I love you Harry. Now come I think it's time for you to get back into bed."

"At least my father can't walk in on us this time." Harry said turning to turn off the water.

Chuckling, Voldemort said, "Yes that is true. I think if I had been anyone else Severus would have thrown me out of your room then cursed me."

Smiling, Harry said, "He's just making up for all the time that he didn't get to be protective of me."

Stepping out of the shower, Voldemort helped Harry out and grabbed the towel to dry off with. While wiping Harry off, Voldemort stopped at random places and dropped kisses on Harry's luminescent skin. After he finished and Harry was getting dressed in his boxers and sleep pants, Voldemort quickly dried himself off then wrapped the towel around his waist.

When they got back into the room and while Harry crawled into the bed, Voldemort made his way over to Harry's dresser and took a pair of sleep pants which he then enlarged and slipped on. Moving over to the bed, Voldemort slipped underneath the blanket and pulled Harry against his side.

The two lay curled up together for a few minutes in silence until Harry broke it.

"I actually have a question." Harry said tilting his head up so he could look up at his mate.

"What's that love?"

"Don't get me wrong I'm happy about it, but how did both the baby and I live through the Avada Kedavra that the headmaster threw at us?"

Holding Harry close, Voldemort started to stroke his stomach and said, "I honestly don't know. Maybe it was your magic or maybe it was your creature blood. I don't know how it's possible for anyone to survive that spell."

"So this just makes me a freak because I survived it." Harry said trying to push away from his mate unsuccessfully.

"No! You aren't a freak, Harry. Forget what those worthless muggles said and called you. They lashed out at you because of jealousy don't let their jealousy make you upset." Voldemort said pulling Harry so he was laying on top of him.

"If I'm not then why did I survive the killing curse when no one else ever has?" Harry asked looking up at his mate with tears in his eyes.

"We'll find out and I promise you it won't be something to call yourself a freak over." Voldemort said clenching his lips together.

"You promise?" Harry asked nuzzling into his chest.

"I promise you everything will turn out fine in the end." Voldemort said.

Nodding, Harry gave a mumbled response then lay back down against his mates chest. Closing his eyes Harry felt himself start to drift off to sleep let himself go.

Looking down at his dozing mate, Voldemort gently stroked his back and said aloud, "It's going to start getting violent now that he's dead. But I'm not going to let anything happen to you or our child. I'll die before anything happens to the two of you."

Closing his eyes, Voldemort was about to join his mate in slumber when the doors burst open and Sirius, Lucius, and James rushed into the room looking pale.

"What happened?" Voldemort asked in a whispered tone as he gently untangled himself from his clinging mate.

"We ran into Sirius in Diagon Alley and we were getting ready to head back here when our delivery owl approached us. It was a post from The Daily Prophet. Dumbledore was found dead in his office at Hogwarts." James said quietly while looking at his son the whole time.

"Do you still have the article?" Voldemort asked holding his hand out.

With a nod of his head, Lucius held out the paper for Voldemort to take.

There on the front page in big bold letters was the headline:

PROFESSOR ALBUS DUMBLEDORE FOUND DEAD AT HOGWARTS!

By Rita Skeeter

An hour ago legendary Professor Albus Dumbledore was found dead sitting at his desk at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Not much is known at this time so it is not known if it was a murder or a suicide, but there is word spreading around that Dumbledore was holding his wand when the body was discovered. For the time being classes are canceled and the students are returning to their homes. When more information is found we will send the news to our readers.

"Good. Lucius go and pick up Severus and Draco and bring them back here immediately. I do not trust the Gryffindor's to keep their wands away."

"Of course my Lord." Lucius said bowing his head. Dropping a kiss on James' lips, Lucius then turned and made his way out of the manor to pick up his son and his other lover.

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