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 Thirty-
Dark Lord to Run for Next Minister of Magic!
By: Rita Skeeter
This reporter was surprised yesterday night when she received a letter from the Dark Lord himself, Voldemort. Now we've been told by Harry Snape-Malfoy that he means no harm to purebloods and half bloods, and only wishes to protect us from any mistakes that Muggleborns might make, but how many have some doubts about it.
Let this put you at ease:
"I realize that there have been many attacks, and rumors about myself that has caused fear whenever someone utters the name Voldemort. Now many rumors, that were started and spread by Dumbledore, were that I hated and wished to eradicate all muggles and half bloods. That's not true. My own mother was a pureblood while my father was a muggle. I only have hatred to muggles, and any type of person, that abuse people who they consider to be different then them.
I wish to help save our fading culture and craft and hopefully, with time, bring it back to how it used to thrive. That is why I wish to announce that during the next election I myself am running for the position of Minister of Magic.
I won't promise that there won't be mistakes made, because there will always be mistakes made, but I will promise that whenever a problem arises I will work to fix it. Because that is the only thing we can do when a problem occurs: fix it and try to make sure that it doesn't happen again.
As for the topic of electoral debates, I will show up to them, but if there is an attack on myself or any of my companions we will defend ourselves."
That was where the letter ended off. This reporter hopes to receive more information and if not she will have a front row seat to the electoral debate three weeks from now on Saturday February 20th at one thirty in the afternoon. Don't forget that directly after the debate the polls will open and every wizard sixteen and older will be able to vote for the new Minister of Magic.
Folding the paper up, Harry tossed it over onto the end table and looked up at his mate.
"You didn't say you were going to tell them about your history." Harry said pulling his legs up underneath him.
"It's all about gaining their trust. I didn't tell them who I was but I told them part of my history. Now they know I'm not a 'pureblood looking to destroy everyone below me', as Dumbledore always said." Voldemort said wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder.
"I'm glad the weekend is here. My feet and back have been killing me all week." Harry whined sticking out his bottom lip in a pout.
"Put your feet up here in my lap." Voldemort said gently pushing Harry's shoulder to get him to move.
Shifting around, Harry placed his back against the arm of the couch then sat his feet in Voldemort's lap.
While his mate started to rub at his ankles gently to dissolve the pain, Harry picked up his notebook, quill, and a book of baby names.
"We need to think up a name for the baby." Harry said after looking through the book for a few minutes in silence. "Remember the doctor said I could carry five to six months. Next month is my fifth month." Harry said nibbling at the tip of the quill. "What names do you like?" He asked.
"Well what ones do you like? You should have the first pick since you're carrying the child." Voldemort said.
"I like the name Aiden, which means little fire. Keegan, which means descendant of the fiery one. Caden, which means spirited. Ryder, which means mounted warrior or knight. And Donovan, which means Chieftain." Harry said writing the names down in his notebook. Handing the book over to Voldemort, Harry added, "Here look through and find names you like."
Accepting the book, Voldemort flipped through it while still rubbing Harry's ankles with his free hand.
"Do you want me to tell you so you can write them down?" Voldemort asked glancing over at him.
"Yeah, that way we can choose off of the paper instead of trying to find your names in the book again." Harry said getting the quill ready.
"Okay. I like the name Adonis, which means lord. Alaric, which means noble ruler or Elf ruler. Anakin, which means warrior. Dante, which means everlasting. And Lysander, which means one who is freed."
"Okay so we have ten names. Does the meaning of the name really have an effect on what we choose?" Harry asked looking up from his paper.
"I don't believe so." Voldemort said after thinking for a few seconds.
"Alright so which ones do you like that I picked?"
"Out of the ones you picked I like Ryder, and Caden." Voldemort answered.
"And out of yours I like Dante and Anakin. So can we agree that we're down to those four names to choose from?" Harry asked.
Nodding, Voldemort tossed the book he was still holding onto the end table and went back to rubbing Harry's ankles.
"But how are we going to choose from those four?" Harry asked with a sigh.
"List them on a blank piece of paper and we'll try and decide as your due date gets closer."
Putting the quill to the parchment Harry quickly wrote down the small list:
-Anakin
-Caden
-Dante
-Ryder
"Maybe we should ask the others what name they like. I mean it wouldn't hurt to get their input on it." Harry said setting the notebook and quill aside.
"We'll ask them later when we meet them for lunch." Voldemort said. "Now how about we go and relax in the hot spring?" He asked gently pushing Harry's feet to the floor.
"Yeah that sounds good. The warmth might even help the swelling and pain go down." Harry said holding out a hand for his mate to help him stand up.
Leaning against Voldemort, Harry smiled and suddenly said, "I'm happy."
"I'm glad that you're happy. You should always be happy." Voldemort said giving him a questioning look.
"I mean now. I never thought that I would be truly happy. I have everything I could ever want: parents, a brother, a loving mate, a child on the way. I have love when I never thought I would. For a while I thought that maybe I didn't deserve to have love." Harry admitted looking away from his mate.
Turning to face Harry, Voldemort tugged him gently into his arms and whispered, "Don't ever think that you don't deserve love."
"I know it now, and I won't ever doubt it." Harry said pulling Voldemort's head down for a quick kiss.
"Good because I might have to spank you I you did." Voldemort said leading Harry out of the room and across the hall.
"You're a kinky old man aren't you? First it's 'naughty headmaster and innocent schoolboy' and now it's spanking." Harry said grinning.
"You better believe it." Voldemort teased.
"Oh I do believe it." Harry said teasing right back.
Stripping out of his white button up shirt, stretchy blue jeans, and black boxers he then slipped into the water. Wading over to one of the benches, Harry sat down and gave a soft sigh of relief.
"Feel good?" Voldemort asked sitting down beside him.
"Very good." Harry purred leaning against him. "How long do we have before we have to leave to meet everyone for lunch?"
Glancing over at the floating time, Voldemort answered, "About forty five minutes."
Groaning, Harry hid his face in Voldemort's shoulder.
"What's the matter? Don't you want to see your family?"
"No I do. I just don't want to get out of the water. It feels really good. And they're your family too."
"Yes but that doesn't mean I'm going to start calling them 'mommy and daddy'." Voldemort said.
Staring at his mate for a few seconds, Harry felt a grin spread across his face before he threw his head back and laughed. When he finally calmed down, he said, "If you did that I think that they would die of shock. I was thinking more along the lines of them calling you something besides 'my lord' all the time."
"If they feel comfortable doing that then I have nothing against it." Voldemort said.
"Are you saying that because I suggested it or do really want them calling you something else?" Harry asked.
"I...I suppose it is because you suggested it." Voldemort said with a slight frown.
With wide eyes, Harry's chin started to quiver and he whispered, "You don't like them do you? You only put up with them because of me." With that Harry buried his head in his hands as tears ran down his face.
"No! No that's not what I meant. If I had thought about it I would have suggested that they call me something else!" Voldemort said frantically trying to calm Harry down. "Please love calm down. This can't be good for the baby."
Rubbing at his nose, Harry looked at Voldemort with swollen red eyes and said, "You really mean it? You would have suggested it if you had thought of it."
"Of course I would have."
"Will you suggest it when we meet them for lunch?" Harry asked still sniffling a little more.
"Of course I will."
Smiling, Harry sniffed one last time and said, "Good. Now I'm going to go and get ready." Standing, Harry made his way out of the spring and gathered up his pile of clothes.
Staring at him, Voldemort called after him, "Did you just trick me or was that one of those mood swings that the doctor warned us about?"
"Hm. I think it was a little of both." Harry shouted as he opened the door leading into their living room.
Making his way into the room, Harry dropped his clothes in the laundry basket then made his way into the bedroom. Pulling out a pair of pants and a shirt, Harry laid them on the bed then asked Voldemort, who had just entered the room, "Are you sure that using all of these stretching charms aren't going to ruin my clothes? I mean yeah I know we can do magic, but I don't want to have to buy a whole new wardrobe after the baby is born because my clothes won't go back to their normal size."
"I don't believe that you'll have to buy new clothing. But I promise that if you do I'll take care of everything." Voldemort promised moving over to grab some clothes for himself.
"I'll hold you to it." Harry mumbled pulling on his blue button up shirt and black jeans. "Besides I'm going to need new winter clothes soon anyway."
Pulling on his own clothes, a green silk shirt and black leather pants, Voldemort said, "I'll see about taking you out soon so you can get them."
"Would that be a good idea? I mean pretty soon everyone's going to know that you're really Voldemort. If we're seen shopping together won't it make them wonder how long we've been together and if we've planned all of what's happened?"
"Not if we explain to them that we're mates. Then they'll have no reason to wonder, because we've only been together for a few months." Voldemort said slipping his robe over his clothes leaving them hanging open.
"I suppose you're right. I just don't want it to ruin all the advances we've made." Harry said slipping his wand into his pocket.
"There's nothing to worry about. Dumbledore's character is ruined, and with my article today we should gain many more supporters." Voldemort said stepping out of the room with Harry following him.
"You're right. I'm just worrying about nothing. You can ask anyone that I'm always thinking about the worst things that could happen."
Reaching out, Voldemort wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and walked side by side up the candle lit staircase.
"I think that people are going to be surprised that you have been reigning over the school and didn't do anything horrible here." Harry said.
"We'll have to see when the time rolls around." Voldemort said as they stepped out into Severus' empty office.
Stepping away from Voldemort, Harry smiled at him then stepped out of the room. "You know that people are probably going to complain that you were favoring me while you were the headmaster."
"I couldn't. I have no say over your grades. I just make sure that the school doesn't fall apart, and that the teachers are taken care of and don't get out of line."
"What are you going to do about the position of headmaster?" Harry asked suddenly.
"I really hadn't thought about it. We'll deal with that when the time comes." Voldemort said stopping outside of the painting guarding the entrance leading into Harry's family's chambers.
Whispering the password, Harry stepped into the room followed by Voldemort.
"Hi." Harry said to his parents who were the only ones in the room. "Where's everyone else?"
"Remus fire called and said he'd be here in about ten minutes, and Sirius and Draco are getting dressed." Severus said from his seat at the desk.
"Are you grading the potions from yesterday's class?" Harry asked moving over to one of the available armchairs. Gently pushing, Voldemort down into the chair Harry then sat down on his lap.
"Yes, and unfortunately the ones who did one of the correct potions get to stay in the class." Severus said sounding like he wanted to pout.
"Don't feel so bad. At least you'll be able to take lots of points from them." Harry said as the door leading into Sirius' room opened and the two stepped out into the room.
"Did the Gryffindor's get into trouble?" Draco asked only hearing the end of Harry's statement.
"No, but some of them actually passed and stay in the potions class." Harry said grinning.
"You're still picking on my house aren't you?" James asked giving Severus a look.
"Of course. Just because my mate is a Gryffindor doesn't mean that I'm going to leave them alone. Besides anything that we do to them is nothing compared to what they've done to our family."
"I suppose. Just be easy on them. Most of them had nothing to do with what happened and most of them would like to graduate without a bad grade for their potions class."
"I'm making no promises." Severus said grinning.
"You're so bad." James said with a small laugh.
"But that is what you love the most about us." Lucius said easily joining the conversation.
With a grin, James shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything.
"Your last guests are outside waiting for admittance. Should I allow them in?" The sentry from the painting asked appearing in the smaller version of the original.
"Please." James said standing up stretching his arms up over his head.
When the door swung open, Remus moved into the room slowly and looked around.
"So who's this friend that you need to introduce to us?" Sirius asked gently pushing Draco down onto the sofa before he dropped down beside him.
"Now when I show you don't freak out. He's not going to do anything besides growl at you if you get too close to me." Remus said quickly reaching behind him to grab a hold of the person waiting out of sight.
Gently pulling him forwards, Remus watched as everyone besides Harry and Voldemort stared in shock at Fenrir.
While the others looked shocked, Harry leaned close to Voldemort's ear and whispered, "You don't seem very shocked about this."
"I'm not. Someone had to let Fenrir through the wards since they're set up to stop werewolves from entering." He whispered back.
"And you didn't tell me?"
"Remus and Fenrir asked me not to mention it until they were ready to."
Nodding, Harry turned back towards the others when Fenrir let out a snarl and pulled Remus back against his chest.
"Just because you're his friends doesn't mean that you're allowed to touch him."
When Sirius opened his mouth to say something, Draco slapped his hand over Sirius' mouth so nothing could be heard.
"That's enough out of you. I like you in one piece." Draco said scowling.
Grinning, Sirius rubbed at the back of his head and mumbled out, "Sorry."
"So how about we sit down and have some lunch." James suggested standing up. Moving over to the big table that was set up James waited for everyone else to gather around before they all sat down.
When they were all sitting down a house elf popped in and with a snap of its fingers plates filled with food were lined up on the table.
Clearing his throat, Harry shared a look with Voldemort then said, "So we've been trying to figure out names for the baby and we've gotten it narrowed down to four different names. We'd like all of your thoughts about the names."
"That's wonderful Harry! What names are you stuck on?" James asked smiling widely.
"We narrowed it down to Anakin, Caden, Dante, and Ryder."
"But those are only boys names. Don't you have any girls names?" Draco asked.
"Well it would be useless picking out girls names since I'm having a baby boy." Harry said.
"When did you find out?"
"Yesterday. I went to see Madam. Pomfrey and she told me." Harry said wanting to avoid causing his family any stress.
"Since when do you just go to see the nurse?" Severus asked frowning slightly.
"Since I've been pregnant. Now what name do you like?" Harry asked changing the subject.
"I happen to like all of those names." Sirius said.
"I agree. All four of those names would be good." Draco said.
Unfortunately for Harry and Voldemort, everyone agreed with Sirius and Draco. All four names were good names for their future child.
"Well thanks for the help." Harry joked shaking his head.
Smiling, Lucius turned to face Voldemort and said, "My lord your article in the paper today is sure to draw a lot of attention. But is it going to draw negative attention?"
"Lucius I'm sure that there may be some negative attention, like there would be with anything, but there should be more positive attention then anything." Voldemort said.
Scowling, Harry roughly elbowed his mate and gave him a pointed look.
"And you have no need to call me 'lord'. We're all family here Voldemort will be just fine." Voldemort said looking at Harry to see if that was good.
Nodding his head, Harry turned back to his meal and listened to the conversations.
"How are you going to handle the upcoming meeting of candidates next week my lor...Voldemort?" Lucius asked tensing slightly as if he was waiting for a reprimand. "I mean there is no way you're going to be able to hide what you look like unless you use a glamour, and when people find out you used a glamour they might lose trust in you."
"That's why I plan to go as myself. They'll see what I truly look like and they'll see that I ran the school and did it fairly. Hopefully that will start a strong line of trust." Voldemort said.
As the conversations continued on around him, Harry smiled and was glad that everything was going good for his family for once and that everyone was happy.
***END CHAPTER****
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