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You Complete Me	By : Giovanna Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 32224 -:- Recommendations : 9 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I do not own HP & Co. I do not profit from this in any way.

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Pairings: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle
Tags: Dark Harry Potter/Dumbledore Bashing/Weasley Bashing/Character Bashing/Nothing like the books/Out of Character/Hermione Bashing.
Thanks for reading so far. Just so you guys know I'm not a big Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Molly and Dumbledore sorry to those who are. Hopefully you can look beyond that and enjoy my stories.
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Cassieponia Malfoy
At 11:45 Harry walked inside 2 Veneti with Luna on his arm. The hostess seemed to know whom they were there to see because she guided them over to Voldemort’s table right away. They were seated in the back of the mostly empty restaurant. If Harry were careless, he would think that those seated at different tables were paid actors or even death eaters ready to pounce at a moment’s notice. Seated with Voldemort was Lucius Malfoy. The aristocratic blond did not look out of place; he was dressed as if he owned the place. When Harry and Luna got closer, he was able to get a closer look at Voldemort.  Without his snake face glamour, the man was handsome. From his sparkling ruby eyes to his hair, which was cut short in a tapered style that suited his square jaw and pert nose. In his black suit with a crisp white shirt, he looked more like a model than a dark lord.
When they reached the table both men stood out of respect for Luna, he supposed. They politely made their introductions. Harry pulled out a chair for Luna to sit, he kissed her cheek as she sat in her chair, and Luna looked up and smiled at him. He glanced up from her face to see the men staring at them with mixed feelings. When he took his seat, the server who seemed to pop out of nowhere asked for their drink requests.
He turned to Luna with a playful smile on his lips. “Luna, love, what would you like to drink?”
She giggled, knowing what Harry was up to. She leaned closer to him in very seductive manner. “You know what I like Harry, just make sure it’s sweet…” she said as she raised her a finger and traced it from his lips to his adam’s apple “…. and packs a punch the way you do.”
Their game must have gone too far because a throat was cleared to get their attention. Harry turned back to the server and orders her a cosmopolitan for Luna and a glass of Chateau Margaux for himself. Because he and Luna looked young the server asked to see their ID’s. Harry smiled at her; he could easily imperiused her but decided to play nice. He reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out his ID. Not only was Seamus a master at weapons but also forging muggle documents without going to Gringotts. He turned around and took Luna’s, showed it to server who deemed them old enough to drink. She handed them back their ID’s then turned and took the two older men’s drink orders.
“I'm impressed, Mr. Potter,” commented Lucius. “I did not know you had any knowledge of wines.”
“There are a lot of things you do not know about me, Mr. Malfoy,” he said with a smirk.
*Voldemort/Thomas Riddle POV*
Voldemort watched the play between Potter, his blond companion and Lucius. His eyes having not left young Potter since he walked in the door of the establishment. From what he’s heard from his spy, Potter was a brash, ill-mannered, lacking any common sense that Merlin gave him, Gryffindor. But before him was someone that did not fit that picture. If he could go by Potter’s look, he would say that he had classic beauty, with his black blue shoulder length hair and the streak of mixed blond. Wait, blond? All his reports told him that Potter had his father’s messy black hair. He examined closer looking at his eyes as reported they were AK green, but something else was different. Is that grey mixed with the green? Either his reports lied to him or Potter had secrets.
He asked the only question that came to mind. “Did you use a potion or is that a natural blond?”
Potter smiled at him as if he was happy to reveal this secret. “I came by it naturally. I believe blond hair is something all Malfoy’s possess.” He said that as he turned and stared right at Lucius.
Lucius, who was always stoic and wore his Malfoy mask even when being crucioed, spat out his sip of wine all over the table.
That did nothing but make Potter laugh at the shocked man’s predicament. His companion had her fingers to her lips as she giggled. He waved his hand discreetly cleaning up the mess. “Get yourself together, Lucius,” he rebuked sternly.
The man was speechless “B…but My Lord, I do not recall anyone in my family being married to a Potter,” his tone dripping with disdain.
“That’s because I was born into it,” countered Harry. He too spoke in a serious tone. It would seem Potter was becoming a bit irate.
“Harry, maybe you should tell him the story. After all he is bound to find out.” This came from Potter’s companion as she turned his face to hers; it was as if they were speaking to each other telepathically. For some strange reason he felt jealous of their closeness and he could not explain it.  They must have come to some kind of agreement because Potter nodded his head leaned over giving her a peck on her cheek. Again he felt some kind of jealousy towards her and again he could not explain it.
It was as if she knew what he was thinking because she turned her head and looked straight into his eyes and smiled as if knowing his secret. Potter turned and faced Lucius. “This story will take some time so maybe we should order lunch and another drink.” They called the server over and placed the order. Once that was done, Potter started with his story.
“Mr. Malfoy what do you know of your sister, Cassieponia Malfoy?”
Lucius was silent for a while; Voldemort knew who she was but not much. She was Abarax’s first-born child; he remembered her beauty and intelligence.  He was not around her much, but he does remember a time when she was absent from the Manor. When he inquired about her he was told she was sent to France to study for her Mastery. Two years later she died.
“I do not know much about her. She died before I was born. My parents did not talk about her much. Why do you ask?”
“I see,” Potter responded sadly “Cassieponia Lilyetta Malfoy was my birth grandmother.”
Lucius gasped at the news. “That cannot be, your mother was muggle born.”
Shaking his head no, Potter went on “No, my mother was a pure-blood. You see when Cassponia was eighteen she was to be bonded to Elias Parkinson. They were in love with each other and your father thought it would make a wonderful match. Both houses after all serve the same lord so in turn their children and grandchildren will also fall in line. But what they did not know was there was another who was madly in love with Cassieponia and could not stand to see her in the arms of another man. This man was from another wealthy family but remained neutral to the turmoil’s of their first war. So three months before Cassieponia and Elias were to be bonded, the other man stole her and raped her. Her family was frantic when she went missing; Elias went out of his mind with worry. When she was finally found, she was broken. One month later they found out she was with child. Her father wanted her to get rid of the child and continue as if nothing had happened but she refused. She told him that it was not the fault of the child to be born in the way that it was.  Because of her refusal your father sent her to live in the villa in France. Her engagement was also broken with the Elias because he refused to stand with her and raise the child. While in France she gave birth and before she could hold her daughter, she was whisked away and was adopted by muggles who were unable to have children of their own or so they thought. That child was my mother Lily Evans; the only name your father gave her was Lily, from her mother. After giving birth, she returned to London but she was not happy, her heart was broken. She was raped, lost her betrothed, and her child. In the end, she took her life.”
The table was silent after that. “How do you know all of this? Who was the man that raped her?” Lucius asked.
Instead of answering, Potter again reached into the pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a journal. “Before she died, she looked for my mother. When she found her and saw how happy she was, she could not take her from the only family she knew. So she wrote it all in a journal to be left for her to read once my mother reached her majority. Why she did not tell you she was your niece I do not know.”
Lucius picked up the journal and opened it, he read through one of the pages. For a second he seemed a bit emotional but that Malfoy mask was back in place. He glanced back up at Potter “I will still require more proof, if that is ok?”
“Turn to the back of the journal.”
Lucius did as he was told he turned to the back and saw a folded parchment. He pulled it out unfolded it and read it. From this angle, he could see the parchment clearly. It was proof that what Potter said was true, the goblin’s seal and coat of arms was on the right and left corner of the parchment. He also saw the name of the man that raped Cassieponia; it was Alexander Weasley. This provided more than one thing to Lucius: the reason for the Malfoy/Weasley feud and that Potter was really Lucius’s grandnephew. Well this lunch is getting more interesting by the minute.
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