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A Chance at Happiness	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 128733 -:- 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-Eight-

Rolling over onto his mate the next morning, Harry nuzzled into his neck and gave a content sigh. Feeling two arms wrap around his waist, Harry looked up into his mates sleep filled eyes.

"Good morning." Harry whispered.

Smiling, Voldemort raised his head and pressed his lips against Harry's. "Good morning mate."

Pushing his body up, Harry stretched and arched his back before he settled back down into Voldemort's arms.

"So the Daily Prophet should be rather interesting later today." Harry said.

"Oh? I never did get to see what you wrote in your letter." Voldemort said. "What did you write?"

"I just informed Rita, who in turn would write what I told her, about being pregnant...and I also mentioned to her that my mum and Sirius were still alive and how that came to be." Harry said.

"You told them that?" Voldemort asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Since they were seen yesterday when they were rushing to the infirmary. It would have been told just as quickly as my being pregnant would." Harry said.

"You're right. Are you going to your classes today?" Voldemort asked slipping out of the bed.

"No. I think I'm going to take the day to rest. Maybe spend some time with my mum and Sirius while the others are in their classes. And I'm going to have to write back to Rita Skeeter later today."

"Why do you need to write to her again?" Voldemort asked scowling.

"Because when your Eagle returned yesterday she had sent a letter back asking me about my thoughts on the war, and how I feel about Dark Arts being taught in Hogwarts...I find it rather funny that it took the general public this long to find out that you were allowing Dark Arts to be taught." Harry said shaking his head.

"What are you going to tell her?" Voldemort asked slipping on his clothes for the day since he had showered the night before.

"I don't know right yet. I'm going to have to think about it while I write the letter." Harry said shrugging his shoulders. "Are you going to be busy later today?"

"I have nothing planned for today...well besides suspending that annoying Weasley boy for skipping classes, but that is in a few minutes. Why do you ask?"

"Well I was thinking about stopping by to see you later today. If you want me to." Harry said biting at his bottom lip.

"Any certain time?"

"Maybe around lunch time...will you be skipping since you don't need to be there after the first lunch since students have different lunch times?"

"Oh I'll definitely be up in my office. I'd rather have a quiet lunch with you then eat in a room full of hormonal teenagers any day.

"Then I'll be up in your office at about noon." Harry said pressing a kiss against Voldemort's cheek. "I'll be with my mum if you need anything."

Leaning down, Voldemort pressed his lips against Harry's one last time then popped out of the room and up into the adjoining rooms to his office.

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Making his way out of the empty bedchamber, Voldemort walked over to his desk and sat down. Pulling out a hair tie Voldemort pulled his hair up into a ponytail then leaned back into his chair as a knock came at the door.

"Come in." He called out.

"Headmaster Riddle I have Mr. Weasley with me." Professor McGonagall said as she stepped into the room followed by a sulking redhead. "May I ask what this is about Headmaster?"

"It's about young Mister Weasley skipping his Dark Arts/Defense class." Voldemort said tossing a frown towards the student while inside he was smirking.

"Mr. Weasley! You told me, promised me, you would return to those classes after your first night of detention for skipping!" McGonagall shouted turning a disappointed look on the student. "Headmaster might I ask what the punishment will be? Surely only a month or two of detention."

"I'm afraid not Professor. McGonagall. He hasn't been in class since it's started back up, and he has had fair warning about his punishment if he continued to skip. I'm afraid Mr. Weasley is going to be suspended and will need to return home until his suspension is over." Voldemort said.

"What!" Ron shouted looking at the headmaster with wide eyes.

"Yes Mister. Weasley. And it gets worse, since this year was effected due to the old headmasters passing, you know that the rest of the year is used for all of the important classes. You Mister. Weasley will need to repeat this year to get the credit for those classes."

"Wait! Can't you give me another shot! I promise I won't skip any classes, I'll turn in all of my assignments on time, just don't make me fail this year!" Ron begged.

"I can't do that Mister. Weasley. You have had fair warning, and you knew the consequences when you started to skip classes. Your mother and father will be owled after you leave my office and will be asked to come pick you up. For now you are to remain in the Gryffindor's dorms until they arrive. You may only leave the dorms for any remaining meals, and if you are found outside at times besides those your suspension will be lengthened. You may leave now." Voldemort said waving his hand towards the door.

Opening and closing his mouth, Ron allowed himself to be led out of the room by Professor. McGonagall.

When the door swung shut behind then, Voldemort let his grin cover his face. Reaching out, he snagged a piece of parchment and a quill and quickly started to write the note to the Weasley's nearly whistling.

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Walking into his parents room, Harry smiled and waved at the three men siting on the couch.

"You're up early is something wrong Harry?" Severus asked looking over to Harry from his spot on the couch as James' pillow.

"No. Voldemort had meet with Ron and McGonagall about Ron skipping classes, and I'm not going to classes today so I decided to stop by and keep mum and Sirius company while you guys are in your classes." Harry said. "Did you find out where Narcissa is?" Harry asked looking towards Lucius.

"Yes. She's fine. She's never left the resort she's been at. She didn't know what Bellatrix was doing, but she was wondering why she stopped getting her weekly letter from Draco. Apparently Bellatrix was there as well and she would gather their mail and they would have their meals while reading. I flooed over to make sure Bellatrix was telling the truth. Narcissa is well and on her way to getting to know her future husband. Apparently she has gotten closer to her admirer on the island and he plans to start courting her when her divorce is finalized...which it is. She does send her apologies though. For not checking in after she stopped getting her letters and making it so easy for Bellatrix to impersonate her."

"I don't blame her for anything. She didn't know her sister was crazy enough to impersonate her to try and kill us...but what I would have liked to know was why she started to impersonate Narcissa. I mean she didn't know I was mated to Voldemort until after she got to the manor." Harry said.

"Well we shall never know." Lucius said standing up after gently pushing James' feet out of his lap.

"She's dead then?" Harry asked.

"Yes. I bound her to a tree in the forbidden forest and spread her scent around so that the meat eaters in the forest would be attracted." Lucius explained with a smirk.

"Father, I don't want to know anything else." Harry said making a face as he pressed his hand against his rolling stomach.

Moving over, Lucius dropped a kiss against Harry's head and said, "Sorry, I forgot."

"It's alright." Harry said moving over to sit down on one of the empty recliner chairs. "How did Draco take the news about Narcissa?"

"He was ecstatic that his mother didn't say those things to him and furious with his Aunt for what she did." Lucius said making his way back over to the sofa. "James I'm afraid that it's time for both Severus and I to depart for the day."

"It's alright I'm sure Harry and Sirius will be able to keep me entertained until you two return from your classes." James said leaning up to accept a kiss from both Lucius and Severus after the latter stood up.

"I'm sure that they will. Just promise that you'll stay out of trouble." Severus said tossing a look towards both his mate and child.

"We'll behave." Both James and Harry said at the same time.

"If you say so." Severus said.

"Oh just so you two know the paper is going to have an article today about my pregnancy and about Sirius and mum being back. I decided it would be good for the paper to get the truth instead of rumors." Harry said to his fathers.

"Thank you for informing us. Although I wish you would have told us earlier about informing the papers." Lucius said.

"I know, but Voldemort wouldn't have let me leave our rooms last night even if I asked him to come with me to talk to you." Harry explained.

"We're not angry with you Harry don't think that. We just would have liked to have been prepared for when the papers arrived." Severus said placing a hand on Harry's shoulder.

Smiling, Harry said, "I know you're not angry with me. Now go before you're late for breakfast."

Glancing at the floating clock, Severus made a face then turned to face the door leading into Sirius' room where Draco was staying.

"I believe that we're going to have to wake your son up Lucius."

"Leave it to me." James said with a smirk as he pick his wand up from the side table. "Go on. He'll be along in a few minutes." Flicking his wand with a muttered incantation an orange mist poured out of the tip and floated underneath the door.

A few seconds later a loud roosters crow echoed out from under the door followed by two thumps as the two people inside of the room fell out of the bed.

When the door flew open, Sirius stood glaring at the four men in the living room with feathers stuck to his skin and in his hair.

Grinning, Lucius said, "Tell my son to get his lazy body out of bed because he needs to get to breakfast and then to class."

Nodding, Sirius turned around and slammed the door without uttering a word.

"Oh yeah that confirms it. I'm not letting you anywhere near my baby while you have your wand." Harry teased.

"Ah don't say that. We won't teach your baby too many pranks." Sirius said walking out of the room with Draco behind him.

"Just enough to get even." Draco mumbled reaching up to pluck a feather out of his slicked back hair.

"Hey I had nothing to do with this little prank." Harry said holding his hands up to placate his grumpy brother.

"If you say so." Draco said leaning up to steal a kiss from Sirius. "I'll see you later during lunch."

"Just don't come back smelling of that wench or I may have to do some permanent damage to her." Sirius said scowling at the thought of Pansy rubbing herself all over Draco.

"Hey I don't like it anymore than you do." Draco said moving over to the door with his books held under one arm. "Are you coming Harry?"

"No I'm skipping classes today." Harry answered.

"So not fair." Draco said.

"Well get yourself knocked up then you'd have a legitimate reason to miss your classes...then again you really don't have to worry about getting suspended if you did skip class with no reason." Harry said.

"True. Oh well I'll just go and suffer through classes alone...but don't worry I'll make sure to bring you your homework that needs to be done." Draco said with a smirk as he walked out of the room.

"Looks like he won this round Harry." Sirius joked as he plopped down into the last available recliner.

"Yeah, but there will be plenty more rounds between us." Harry said as his fathers dropped one more kiss on his mums lips before they both reluctantly made their way out of the room.

"How are you feeling Harry?" James asked setting his feet down on the floor.

"I'm feeling good...a little fat, but good."

"Harry you're not fat." James said tossing a glare towards Sirius before he could open his mouth.

"What? I wasn't going to say anything." Sirius protested.

"Good because I probably would have cursed you." Harry said seriously. "What do you think you're going to do now that everyone knows that you're alive?" Harry asked.

"They know we're alive?" Sirius asked looking confused. "What did I miss?"

"I sent a note out to Rita Skeeter last night telling her everything before she had a field day with any rumors that she's heard." Harry said.

"Oh...good so that means we can travel outside without any worry. Well not much anyway." Sirius said thinking about the Order of the Phoenix and any serious Dumbledore supporters.

"Well I actually have another letter that I need to write to Skeeter later. She sent me a letter back asking me questions and told me just to answer the ones that I wanted to. Apparently she likes the fact that I'm willingly giving her information."

"When are you doing that?" James asked.

"I was thinking of heading to the library now to get some information, but I told Voldemort that I'd be here. I don't want to leave after I told him that I'd be here."

"Go ahead up Harry. I'll fire call him and tell him that you went up to the library."

"If you're sure. I mean I don't want to run out like I don't want to spend any time with the both of you."

"Harry we know you want to spend time with us, but this will help influence people and maybe it will help end this war once and for all." James said giving him a reassuring smile and Sirius gave him a thumbs up.

"Okay, but I'll find what I need then come back here. I don't need to spend all morning in the library." Harry said pushing himself up and out of the chair. "Do you mind if I borrow a quill and a few sheets of parchment until later?" He asked.

"Of course Harry. Just be careful out there." Jame said standing up.

"I'll be back in a little bit. Sirius, mum try to stay out of trouble." Harry said walking over to the door. Opening it, Harry slipped out into the hall and made his towards the library in the empty halls. Making it there easily and with no trouble, Harry nodded to Madam. Pince then walked over to the section entirely dedicated to Muggle Studies. Making his way through the aisles Harry looked for any books that would be helpful.

Knowing exactly what he was looking for Harry pulled a book down from the shelf with the title of: "Witch Trials Throughout the Years." Looking through the rest of the titles, Harry found no other books that could help him so he made his way over to one of the tables and sat down.

Flipping the book open to the index in the back, Harry ran his finger down the page looking for a list of all the people accused and killed for using witchcraft.

Setting a blank piece of parchment over the page, Harry tapped it with his wand and muttered the incantation, Effingo and watched as the text from the book was copied onto the blank sheet of parchment. When that finished he flipped through the rest of the book looking for any other information.

In all he copied three pages: one was of who died, another was how many were accused, and the finally was the methods used to kill the accused witch or wizard.

Flipping the book shut, Harry gathered up his materials then returned the book back to its shelf.

Ignoring Madam Pince's curious looks, Harry made his way to the door and nearly laughed when she walked out from behind her counter and to the same aisle and spot where he had been.

Walking through the hall, Harry stopped when he heard a familiar, grating voice.

"Honestly Ronald just because you're in trouble and can't go to classes doesn't mean you can make me late." Hermione admonished.

"And I didn't ask you to walk me back to the common room after our lunch." Ron said as they turned the corner into the same hallway as Harry.

Deciding to ignore them for the time being, Harry avoided eye contact and tried to walk passed them.

"What are you too good to say anything to your old dorm mates when you see them?" Ron asked sneering at him.

"I've got nothing to say to two low life traitors such as yourselves." Harry said trying to walk passed them.

Reaching out, Ron grabbed a hold of Harry. "We're traitors? We're not the ones spreading our legs for slimy snakes. You are the traitorous whore."

Yanking his arm away from Ron, Harry said, "Are you that stupid? Did you forget everything that my brother told you the other day?"

"I didn't lay a hand on you!" Ron protested.

"No you didn't, but calling me a whore is a mental and verbal attack." Harry said smiling.

"Anything for attention right Harry?" Hermione asked shaking her head.

"No it's just the truth. By the way Hermione you should enjoy your last year here at Hogwarts. Because soon you, and all muggleborns, won't be welcome here." Harry said holding up the papers in his hand. Continuing down the hall with his head held high Harry added with a laugh, "Oh yeah congratulations Hermione. You're now late for class for the first time since you've entered Hogwarts."

Hearing her screech of anger Harry almost felt bad for Ron...almost.

If he wasn't so big from his pregnancy, Harry was sure that he'd be skipping.

Glancing at his watch, Harry grinned when he saw it was nearing the second lunch period and Voldemort would be back in his office.

Stopping at his parents room, Harry let Sirius and his mum know he was fine and that he was heading to lunch.

Making a quick stop into his room, Harry dropped off the papers he had copied then changed his clothes. Pulling his robe closed around him he exited the chambers and made his way towards the headmasters office.

Waving towards Draco, who was desperately trying to blend into the crowds, Harry tossed a discrete glance towards the shadows where a familiar black dog was hiding.

Deciding to skip watching the confrontation, Harry waddled as quickly as he could up to the Gargoyle and mumbled out the password.

Walking up the stairs, Harry stopped at the door and reached up to knock softly on the door. When acknowledgment came, Harry opened the door and slipped inside.

Lowering his head, Harry bit at his lip and looked at Voldemort through his eyelashes. "You wanted to see me headmaster?" He asked.

"Is something wrong Harry?" Voldemort asked frowning.

"No headmaster. Why do you ask?" Harry asked looking up with his eyes wide. Making his way closer to Voldemort, Harry moved from side to side.

Frowning, Voldemort took a few seconds to study Harry before he realized what was going on. "Actually Harry there is something wrong. Something that I think only you will be able to help me with."

"Oh anything headmaster. I'll help you with anything." Harry said leaning forwards.

"Come a little closer Harry." the headmaster said crooking a finger as if to draw Harry closer.

Moving closer, Harry gave a yelp when he was pulled down into the headmasters lap.

"Headmaster! I don't believe this is appropriate." Harry said as his eyes seemed to double in size. Wiggling around, Harry tried to stand up and gave a yelp when he felt something poke against his backside. Glancing down, Harry asked, "Is that the problem you wanted me to help you with?"

"Oh yes it is. Whenever I'm around you it throbs for attention." Voldemort purred running his hands all over Harry's chest.

"What...what do you need me to do?" Harry asked turning around so he could look the headmaster in the eyes.

"Take off your robe and sit up on my desk." The headmaster said waving his wand to clear the table of anything sitting on top of it.

Carefully sitting on top of the table, Harry grasped the top of his robe and slowly, as if he was unsure, started to unbutton it from top to bottom. When the robe was fully undone , he slipped it down from his shoulders.

"Now what?" Harry whispered.

Tugging at his robe, Voldemort ripped the buttons and allowed it to pool down around his feel. Leaning forwards, Voldemort pushed his chest against Harry's and whispered, "Now this." Before he pressed his lips against Harry's.

Pulling away with a gasp, Harry said, "Headmaster what are you doing? We can't do that!"

"Yes we can. No one has to know besides us. Besides you promised to help me. Are you going to leave me here like this?" The headmaster asked pressing his lips against Harry's cloth covered neck.

Giving a growl of frustration, Voldemort grabbed a hold of Harry's shirt and ripped it down the middle and, just like his robes, the buttons went flying in all directions. Pushing the shirt off of Harry's body, the headmaster took a hold of Harry's red and gold tie and gently pulled Harry towards him.

"What we're doing is nothing wrong. It's just you and I coming together." The headmaster whispered against Harry's lips.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked in a whisper as he leaned forwards.

"I'm sure. Just go with it. Nothing is wrong with the two of us doing this. You're just helping your headmaster." Voldemort assured him.

"If you're sure." Harry whispered allowing Voldemort to lower him back so he was laying on the desk.

Lowering his hands down to Harry's pants, Voldemort grasped the zipper and slowly lowered it down.

With wide eyes, Harry glanced down and watched as Voldemort carefully lifted his hips up and slid the pants off of his hips and carelessly tossed them aside.

"Headmaster I don't think this is appropriate." Harry whispered as Voldemort quickly discarded Harry's boxers.

"Don't think, just act." The headmaster whispered as he pulled back and stripped out of his own clothes.

Laying his head back on the desk, Harry gasped when the headmasters tongue suddenly touched his chest and ran over his sensitive nipples.

After a few seconds, the headmaster ran his tongue lower and lower until Harry's excited length bumped against his chin.

"See all you need to do is enjoy it." The headmaster whispered as he gently grasped Harry's erection at the base and held it still so he could run his tongue up and down the length.

Within seconds Harry was arching his back as incoherent words flew from his mouth. "I feel...I can't." Then with a loud keening wail Harry's release spurted out and landed on his chest.

"Very nice." The headmaster purred running his fingers through the release that was quickly drying on on Harry's chest. Climbing up onto the table, the Headmaster stood on his knees above Harry and scooped the release up with his fingers.

Bending his head down, the headmaster distracted Harry with full, deep kisses while his fingers reached behind him and down to Harry's entrance. Slipping the first finger into Harry's entrance, the headmaster matched it with sliding his tongue past Harry's lips to tangle with together with his partners.

Moaning, Harry arched up as far as he could when the headmasters finger brushed up against something inside of him that sent waves of pleasure through his body.

Chuckling, the headmaster pulled his lips away from Harry and gasped trying to catch his breath as he added another finger and then a third one quickly after the second. Scissoring his fingers apart, Voldemort used his other hand to open his desk drawer and pulled out a vial of lubricant that was sitting almost innocently on top of a stack of papers.

Coating his cock with the slick lubricant, Voldemort pulled his fingers out of Harry and quickly replaced them with his erection.

With wide eyes, Harry arched up with a muffled cry of, "Headmaster!"

Pulling almost all the way out, Voldemort quickly thrust back in making sure to hit Harry's prostate on the insertion.

Bringing his legs up, Harry wrapped them around Voldemort's waist as well as he could with his stomach.

Thrusting faster, but not harder, Voldemort grasped Harry's ankles and lifted Harry's legs up until his feet rested against Voldemort's shoulders.

With a few more thrusts, the headmaster lost control and his release shot out of his body and into Harry. Harry quickly followed him by giving a muffled groan as his second release dribbled out of his softening cock.

"If that was wrong I don't want to be right." Harry mumbled bringing his arms up to wrap around his dominants neck.

Lowering Harry's legs back to the desk, Voldemort carefully pulled out of his mate and asked, "Did I hurt you?"

"No I'm perfect." Harry answered holding out a hand so Voldemort could help pull him up into a sitting position.

"How long had you been planning this?"

"I didn't have it planned until after you left this morning, pretty much before I came up here to meet you."

Grabbing his clothes off of the floor, Voldemort pulled them back on then turned his attention to his nude mate.

"Well it was a wonderful surprise, and as much as I'd like to play some more I think you should get dressed." Voldemort said handing Harry his own pants.

Sliding off of the desk, Harry carefully put his pants on then picked up his shirt and raised an eyebrow. "Can you fix my shirt so I can put it back on? I mean I'd rather not walk around in a ripped shirt until I can change it."

Lifting his wand, Voldemort lazily waved it and watched as the shirt stitched itself back together.

"Thanks." Harry mumbled pulling it back on. Moving over to his mate, Harry carefully sat down on his lap and said, "I should probably go and start writing that letter to Skeeter."

"Absolutely not. You are going to eat something first. You didn't eat breakfast and now you want to skip lunch? No. Before you leave we are going to sit here and eat something." Voldemort said as his hands skimmed over Harry's body to cup the swollen stomach.

"I should probably get off of your lap so you can call an elf then." Harry mumbled laying his head down on his dominants shoulder as his own hands joined his mates.

"No worries. The elves won't spread any rumors." Voldemort said snapping his fingers. In an instant a small house elf was there to cater to his whims.

"What can I be doing for headmaster sir?" The floppy eared female house elf asked.

"Bring some lunch up to my office for the both of us." Voldemort ordered.

"Please." Harry added tossing a glare at Voldemort who just shrugged his shoulders with a grin on his face.

"Of course headmaster sir. I be bringing it right up."She said popping out of the room.

Yawning, Harry shut his eyes and mumbled, "I'm just going to rest my eyes."

"Get some rest Harry. I'll wake you when she gets back with our lunch. I can guarantee that the elves are going to be making it fresh since it's still the lunch hour."

"Okay." Harry mumbled shifting his body into a more comfortable position. Within seconds, he was fast asleep curled up on his mate's lap.

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Farther in the castle, more specifically in the Gryffindor common room, a certain red headed boy was being berated.

"Ronald Billius Weasley what did you think you were doing? Skipping classes and now getting suspended!" The matriarch, Molly Weasley, shouted at he sulking son.

"But ma they're trying to make us learn the Dark Arts." Ron said.

"I don't care! You're supposed to be watching for anything suspicious that we can tell the order." Molly quietly hissed.

"They're trying to turn us dark."

"Ronald the headmaster is new, and he hired Lucius Malfoy, of all people, to teach the students. We needed you to act your age and tell us of any suspicious activities that Malfoy may be involved in. The headmaster isn't a death eater Malfoy is. We need to watch for him teaching anything too dangerous or if he tries to let anyone through the wards." Molly said tapping her foot.

"I refuse to learn the Dark Arts." Ron said stubbornly crossing his arms.

"That's why when we get home you're grounded until your suspension is over."

"But ma!"

"No that's final. You'll be allowed out of your room to go to the bathroom, eat, and do your chores but that's it. You're just lucky that Hermione has been informing us...even though there is nothing incriminating just yet."

"Then why am I grounded if Mione is giving you the information?" Ron asked with a whine.

"Because it was your job. Now come we're going home." Molly said grabbing a hold of his ear as she walked by him.

"OW! My ear!" Ron shouted walking quickly behind her.

"Don't complain." Molly warned him as she pulled him from the room and towards the new, private flooing room that would take her and her son home.

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