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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 Thirty-One-

The week had passed quickly and the day of the debate between candidates for Minister of Magic had finally arrived.

"Are you nervous?" Harry asked lounging on their bed as his mate dressed in his best robes and underclothes.

"Of course I'm not nervous. This is going to go just fine. They already trust me due to both of our articles, and you are going to be standing beside me so that will just add more trust. We have nothing to worry about. The position of Minister is already mine." Voldemort said turning to face Harry. "Well aren't you going to get ready? You may be pregnant but you should still look good."

"Are you saying that I don't look good? Do you think I look fat? Am I not attractive to you anymore?" Harry asked as his eyes started to water.

"You'll always be attractive to me. And right now you look absolutely stunning. Swollen with our child growing in your stomach ready to give birth."

"You're not just saying that are you? You aren't going to leave me for some skinny guy or girl who can stay skinny for you?" Harry asked.

"Harry if I could I would keep you barefoot and pregnant. That's how sexy you look." Voldemort said sitting down on the bed beside Harry so he could run his hands up and down Harry's back.

"Really?"

"Really."

Giving him a wide smile, Harry said, "Good. But you're not keeping me 'barefoot and pregnant'."

"Okay. Now up and get dressed." Voldemort said standing up. Holding out a hand for Harry to take Voldemort carefully pulled him up and out of the bed.

"But what should I wear? I don't have any good clothes besides my dress robes." Harry said pulling open the closet doors.

"What about your leather pants?" Voldemort asked licking his lips as he eyed Harry.

"No, and don't even think about it you horn dog. We'll be late if you jump me now and that wouldn't be a very good new first impression." Harry said snagging the first dress robe he came across. The dress robe was black with silver lining around the edges.

Stripping out of his clothes, Harry quickly dressed in a pair of black boxers then slipped the robe on and buttoned it up.

"I don't believe that I'm going to be able to concentrate now that I know what you don't have on under those robes." Voldemort said moving over to wrap his arms around Harry's waist.

"Well if you behave yourself today later tonight, if I feel up to it, we can play for a while." Harry promised turning around in his mates arms to press a kiss against Voldemort's lips.

"I think I can handle that." Voldemort said nodding his head even as his fingers danced across Harry's covered skin.

"Do you think that anyone is actually going to hear what you or Fudge say after we show up together?" Harry asked wiggling out of his mates hold.

"They will most likely only hear the answer to questions that they ask."

"True. And at least my parents aren't going to be there with us. I think that would be too much for the crowd to handle." Harry said walking out of the room.

When he stepped over to the door leading out to the stairs, Tiger ran out of the bathroom and rubbed up against his leg.

"Are you actually going to leave the room today?" Harry asked.

Giving a rough purr, Tiger pounced up onto Harry's robes and climbed until he was up on Harry's shoulder. Once there, Tiger curled up around Harry's neck and shut his eyes.

"Comfortable?" Harry asked with a grin.

From behind him, Harry heard his mate laugh then say, "Nice look Harry. Although I don't believe that fur neck wraps are in style now."

"Oh well. I do like being different."

Smiling, Voldemort walked over and pushed the door open. Stepping out into the hall he held his hand out for Harry to take.

Joining him out in the hall, Harry slid his hand into his mates.

"I'll be glad when this is all over. This isn't something I want to do while I'm pregnant." Harry said leaning his head against Voldemort's shoulder.

"Don't worry love. This will be a short battle with an easy victory." Voldemort said as they walked up the stairs towards Severus' office.

"Where are we meeting my parents after the debate?"

"The Three Broomsticks. And we have all day to relax since I gave the first and second years a Hogsmeade day today. Pretty soon the castle will be completely empty except for the ghosts." Voldemort said as they walked through the deserted halls.

"Thanks for the day out Headmaster!" A second year Ravenclaw called out as she came around the corner towards them. Completely oblivious to the two holding hands, she continued down the hall most likely towards the library.

Raising an eyebrow, Harry glanced back towards the Ravenclaw and then down at the entwined fingers of his mate and himself.

"Did a Ravenclaw just not notice that we were holding hands?" Harry asked.

"She did." Voldemort said nodding.

"So either the hat made a mistake or she's just too excited to notice."

"I don't believe the hat has ever made a mistake...actually you probably shouldn't have been in Gryffindor."

"The hat actually said that I could do great things in Slytherin, but I begged it to put me in any other house but Slytherin."

"I believe I remember you telling all of us about this. Because of your brother right?" Voldemort asked thinking back on all of the conversations they had.

"Yeah that's right. He was such a prat when I first met him." Harry said shaking his head. "I was afraid that if I was around him I'd start acting like that."

"Well you're a part of that house now, and you act just fine." Voldemort said.

"That's right." Harry said grinning up at him. "Now how are we supposed to get to the ministry building?"

"We are going to take a carriage down to Hogsmeade then we're going to take the train to the ministry building. There is an underground set of rails for debates and meeting for anyone not able to apparate, floo, or use a portkey."

"But if they can't do any of that then why would they want to become the minister?" Harry asked frowning.

"It's not really for the ones looking to become minister, it's more for their spouse. In case the spouse is pregnant since it's harmful for the fetus if they use those methods of transportation." Voldemort explained.

"Well at least they think about that kind of thing."

Nodding, Voldemort opened the main doors and allowed Harry to step out into the sunlight.

"Who's watching the school while you're out" Harry asked.

"McGonagall is. She opted to keep watch while the other teachers are out in Hogsmeade watching the first and second years."

"Does she seem suspicious about why you're not going to be here to watch the school yourself?"

"No. Not about why I won't be here, but I think that she may know that there is something going on between you and I."

"How do you figure that?" Harry asked.

"Well I'm always spending time with your family and you, and you're obviously pregnant but you have no mate around you. It's actually pretty clear if you stop and think about it." He explained.

"Not that clear if no one else has figured it out." Harry said when they stopped at the line of carriages.

"Yes well most people are oblivious to what goes on around them." Voldemort said opening the door. Holding out a hand he helped Harry up into the carriage then stepped in behind him and sat on the seat across from him. "Put your feet up here." He said patting his lap.

Smiling at him, Harry carefully placed his feet down in his mates lap and said, "You're so good to me."

"You deserve every bit of it." Voldemort assured him reaching down with one hand to gently massage his ankles while his other hand slipped into the pocket of his robe. "Harry I know this isn't very romantic, but quite frankly I don't do romantic very well." He said handing a small square box over to Harry.

"What is it?" Harry asked looking down at the box.

"Open it."

Smiling at him, Harry flipped open the lid and stared. Inside sat a double headed golden snake ring with a diamond and a ruby set in each of the snakes heads.

Looking up at his mate Harry whispered, "Is this what I think it is?"

"It is. Will you marry me?" Voldemort asked reaching forwards to take Harry's hand in his.

"Of course I will." Harry said with a wide smile as Voldemort carefully pulled the ring out of the box and slid it onto his ring finger.

Pushing himself up, Harry carefully sat down on the bench beside Voldemort and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"I love you." Harry whispered.

"And I love you." Voldemort responded leaning down to place a kiss against Harry's lips.

Curling against his mate, Harry pulled Voldemort's hand down and placed it on his swollen stomach then set his beside it.

Sighing happily, Harry stared at his ring and watched as the sunlight coming in the window made it shine.

When the carriage rolled to a smooth stop, Voldemort pushed the door open and stepped out then turned and helped Harry down.

Standing beside his mate, Harry looked around and asked, "Is there no one else taking the train?"

"Not on the way there, but there are usually quite a few reporters who take the train on the way back so they can get to work on their article."

"So we're going to have to deal with reporters the whole ride home?" Harry asked making a face.

"No. We have our own private car while the others will be in the same car." Voldemort explained.

"Isn't it set up like the train when we go to school?"

"No. The cars are set up like muggle trains. There is a dining car, which is where the reporters will be seated, then there are separate cars with personal compartments."

"How do you know all of this?" Harry asked as they moved towards the train to climb on board.

"Back when I was still crazy. I felt like I needed to know every little thing and went overboard trying to learn it all."

Nodding in understanding, Harry allowed his mate to lead him onto the train and into their personal car.

Sitting down, Voldemort pulled Harry down beside him and rubbed his back.

"It's about a half hour ride from here to the ministry building and lunch should arrive in about ten minutes."

Resting his head against his mates shoulder, Harry sighed when the train gave a sharp whistle and started off down the tracks.

When their lunch arrived they ate in a comfortable, and relaxed silence enjoying each others presence.

Before they knew it the train was pulling up into the ministry building and outside on the platform there were reporters waiting to be one of the first few to get pictures of the Dark Lord.

"It looks like you have a welcoming party." Harry said glancing out of the window.

Looking out the window briefly, Voldemort then stood up and held out a hand for Harry to take. "Shall we go and give them a shock then?"

Taking Voldemort's, hand Harry grinned and said, "We shall."

Walking together with their heads held high, the two stepped out of the train and were instantly blinded by the cameras flashing.

As people started to shout out questions, Voldemort held his hand up and said, "No questions until the debate starts. Then you can ask any questions, not that I will be answering any questions that are too personal."

With that Voldemort moved through the crowd guiding, Harry through with a hand at the small of his back. The two were followed closely by the reporters and their photographers who kept snapping as many pictures as possible.

Walking up the stairs that led to the main hall of the Ministry building, Voldemort and Harry ignored the people that stopped to stare at them as they walked by.

When they reached the doors leading into the assembly room where the debate was going to be held their was a crowd gathered behind them.

Opening the door, Voldemort stepped inside making sure that his body blocked Harry's in case anyone tried to attack him for being the Dark Lord.

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Walking up to the stage, Voldemort climbed up the few stairs helping Harry up them.

"What kind of trickery is this?" Cornelius Fudge shouted as he watched Voldemort help Harry sit before he moved over to his own podium.

"No trickery Cornelius. Just a man helping his mate before the debate." Voldemort said hiding his smirk when the crowd gasped and the reporters quickly wrote down notes.

"That isn't what I was talking about! I was talking about the fact that you couldn't possibly be the Dark Lord because you are Tom Riddle the current headmaster of Hogwarts."

"I was born Tom Riddle and changed my name to Voldemort after my schooling at Hogwarts. So I can, in fact, be both Tom Riddle and Voldemort." Voldemort explained. "Now if you're done with your questions I believe we have a debate to get to."

Pressing his lips together Fudge turned to his own podium and looked out over the crowd.

"Very well. Let's start then. Since you're the opponent you have the right to start off this debate." Fudge said motioning towards him.

"Of course. But first I think that we should cast a truth spell so that there will be no lies and only truth." Voldemort said drawing his wand.

As soon as his wand was out of his pocket, the Aurors on the stage and near the door drew their wands and pointed them at Voldemort.

Rolling his eyes, Voldemort raised his wand towards the ceiling and clearly pronounced the truth spell so everyone knew that that was what he was casting. With a flash of blue the spell was locked into place. Turning around, Voldemort gave his wand to Harry knowing he'd keep it safe.

"There. Now that that is done we can get started. I'm sure that everyone here already knows my platform and what I wish to do, and we all know that you'll pledge to do one better to keep your position. So why don't we just jump right ahead to answering the questions from the audience?" Voldemort suggested.

Murmuring to one another, the crowd turned to look at Fudge for his reaction to the suggestion.

"If you choose not to make a speech that is your choice, but I'm going to make one." Fudge said puffing his chest out.

"By all mean please go ahead." Voldemort said.

"Fellow wizards and witches we all know that the problem with muggleborns must be solved...of course I'm only going along with it so you'll keep me in office..." Fudge said stopping when he realized what he had said.

"Would you like to continue Minister Fudge?" Voldemort asked grinning.

"Of course not! If I do these boobs will publish every word I say, and believe me I have nothing to say that these people want to hear." Fudge said frantically trying to lie.

"Well then if you're done I believe it is time to move on to answering the press' questions." Voldemort said looking for confirmation although he already knew that he was right.

"Lets. I don't want to spend more time then I have to around these people." Fudge said paling at every word that came from his mouth.

As each word came from him, the reporters, and some of the Aurors in the back, frowned and glared at the minister.

"I believe we've all heard more than enough from you mister Fudge." One of the reporters in the back of the room said. "Mister. Riddle, or is it Mister. Voldemort? What would you like us to call you?" She asked.

"I'd prefer Minister." Voldemort joked with a grin which earned him quite a few giggles from the females, and some of the males, in the crowd. "But since you can't call me that, Mr. Riddle will be just fine."

"Well? Start asking your questions! I want to get out of here within the next hour!" Fudge shouted drawing attention back to himself.

"Candidate Riddle, I'm Anita Renolds with Wizarding World Weekly. I'm sure everyone here is wondering why exactly is Harry Snape-Malfoy accompanying you to this meeting?"

"If you haven't been able to figure it out yet, Mr. Snape-Malfoy is my mate. So I don't believe there is any other place for him to be but beside me. Now I'm sure we would all like to finish up here as quickly as we can before we need to get back to our normal duties, so I'd ask that you please keep your questions focused on the matter of ministry business."

"Candidate Riddle, as you know I'm Rita Skeeter with the Daily Prophet. With all of the information you and your mate have given us and the deplorable words of the current minister, do you feel that you have the position of new minister locked?"

"I feel that I do, yes. Not because of his words, but because of my promises and because I've been watching the children at Hogwarts and haven't done anything to turn them against their families or make them start killing everyone they didn't like."

"But you yourself did that. What's different now?" A middle aged man that stood in the middle asked.

"When I did that, as it has been said before, I wasn't in my right mind. When I first returned in a body I used my mates blood. So it pushed forth the bond and when I didn't pay any attention to it I started to go crazy. That will happen to any magical creature when they don't pay attention and mate with their intended."

"So you're in the right frame of mind now?" The same reporter asked.

"Yes. I'm back in the right frame of mind. I have been for a long while now."

"Candidate Riddle, how do we know that you aren't telling a lie just so you are elected into office?" Anita Renolds asked.

"I believe I can answer that." Harry said pushing himself up.

Moving over, Voldemort helped him stand then walked over with him to the podium.

"I have never once worked with someone that had evil intent. If he was evil I wouldn't be with him mate or no mate." Harry explained.

"You would allow yourself to go crazy or die if your mate had been truly evil?" Rita asked.

"I would have. I don't condone senseless murders or attacks." Harry said.

"Thank you Mr. Snape-Malfoy. Now candidate Riddle..." Rita started.

"Now see here! You useless reporters are supposed to be asking the both of us questions not just one of us." Fudge shouted as his face started to turn red with his anger.

"Fine then Mr. Fudge. How have you been able to hold the position of Minister with the way you've been acting?" Anita asked sneering towards him.

"Because all of you useless witches and wizards would vote for whomever was in position. You were too afraid of that man." He said stopping to point at Voldemort before he continued, "To vote for anyone else in fear of getting a dark wizard as minister. But you really didn't have a reason to. I paid the old headmaster to cause fake raids dressed as death eaters and cause more fear. The position of minister will stay mine until the day I die." Fudge said letting out a nervous laugh when he realized what he said then looked around at everyone. "I believe that is all for today."

Wrapping his robes around him, Fudge turned to run out of the room but was stopped by the Aurors who had quickly made their way to the stage.

"Mister. Fudge we're going to have to bring you to the holding cells until you can go in front of the Wizengamot for questioning."

"They won't prosecute me! They're on my side." Fudge shouted. "You'll only make fools of yourselves."

"If the Wizengamot is on your side then there is always the ancient method of bringing in the oldest member of each of the pureblood families, since they will know our laws, to decide on your guilt and punishment." Voldemort offered.

"Thank you candidate Riddle. I'll be sure to mention that to my superior after he hears the recording of todays meeting." The head Auror said locking a pair of magic restraining cuffs around Fudge's wrists.

"I believe that this meeting will have to be cut short due to extenuating circumstances." Voldemort said turning towards the reporters.

"Candidate Riddle, we'll need you to come to the trial when it takes place. We will owl you at a later date when we can gather all of the eldest purebloods to have them there." Taking a hold of Fudge's wrist he started to pull a protesting Fudge towards the doors. "And between you and me you've had my vote since I found out you were running."

Grinning, Voldemort wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and helped him down the stairs. Following the Aurors out of the room Voldemort carefully led Harry through the crowd of reporters and photographers that were asking questions and trying to snap pictures.

Leading Harry towards the stairs leading back down to the train, Voldemort watched as Fudge's tantrum drew the attention of his underlings and of the reporters who hadn't been able to fit into the meeting room.

"Well that went much better then I thought it would." Harry said leaning against Voldemort when they sat down in their personal car on the train.

Hopping down off of Harry's shoulders, Tiger curled up on his lap causing Harry to jump.

"Tiger! I forgot you were here." Harry said reaching down to run his fingers down Tiger's spine. Continuing to pet Tiger, Harry said, "So we're going to have four people on our side at Fudge's trial: my fathers, my mother, and Sirius."

"We also have the Rodolphus Lestrange. And then there is Neville Longbottom and Arthur Weasley. They will most likely vote against Fudge because it's the 'right thing to do'. If they didn't they would have been put in any other house then Gryffindor." Voldemort explained.

"Well we wouldn't have to worry about their votes because it would be four votes to two. It would just matter if they had the most votes right?" Harry asked.

"In most cases yes. But if they want the dementors kiss it will need to be a unanimous vote."

"So we tell them not to go for the death penalty and to just go for a prison sentence." Harry said.

"I agree. After we get off of the train we'll go and meet your parents as planned and inform them of the situation." Voldemort said.

Rubbing at his stomach, Harry closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as the train chugged along towards Hogsmeade.

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"Harry it's time to wake up. We're back at the station." Voldemort said gently shaking Harry's shoulder.

"Already?" Harry asked with a slight whine in his voice.

Smiling, Voldemort ran his fingers through Harry's hair and said, "Yes already. Come now we need to go and meet with your parents. Then we'll go back to the school and you can get some rest."

Sighing, Harry stretched causing Tiger to roll off his lap and onto the floor. "Sorry Tiger. Come on." Harry said picking him up then placed him back up around his shoulders.

Dropping his head down on Harry's shoulder, Tiger closed his eyes and gave his rough purr as he drifted in and out of sleep.

Standing up, Harry walked with his mate off of the train then towards the 'Three Broomsticks' ignoring all of the reporters that were lingering around waiting to get a few words in.

Slipping inside the building, Harry and Voldemort made their way over to the table that the three adults were sitting at.

"How did the meeting go?" Lucius asked as soon as they sat down.

Chuckling, Harry hid his face in his mates shoulder and said, "The three of you are going to be a little busy sometime soon."

"Why's that?" James asked frowning.

"Because Fudge couldn't keep his lies to himself after my mate decided to cast a truth spell on the building."

"What kind of lies?" Lucius asked.

"He admitted to paying Dumbledore to plan raids dressed as death eaters. The Aurors in the meeting room arrested him and told him he'd have to go in front of the Wizengamot to defend himself. After that he went on to scream that he had the Wizengamot on his side so they wouldn't find him guilty."

"So he will not be going in front of the Wizengamot. Are they going to bring in the eldest of every pureblood family?" Lucius asked.

"Yes I suggested that to the Aurors. So you will most likely receive a summons letter within the next two weeks for the start of the trial." Voldemort said.

Putting his hands on the table, Harry started to push himself up.

"Harry is that an engagement ring?" James asked looking at his finger with wide eyes.

Smiling, Harry blushed slightly and nodded his head. "Yeah. Voldemort asked me earlier today. Excuse me I need to use the restroom." He said quickly moving away from the table.

"Voldemort, you may be my lord the one I follow, but family always come first. If you hurt him I will find a way to hurt you." Lucius promised staring him right in the eyes.

"I would never hurt him Lucius, but I'm glad he has that kind of loyalty from you." Voldemort said.

"He's our son, Voldemort. We'd do anything to make sure he's safe and happy." Severus said.

"They're right. We don't ever want to see Harry unhappy." James said backing up both of his mates.

"Well it's a good thing, like I said, that I'm never going to hurt him. I'd die before I hurt him." Voldemort said glancing in the direction that Harry had went and smiled when he saw Harry coming back towards them.

Curling back up against Voldemort, Harry listened as his parents and mate talked about what they were going to do during Fudge's upcoming trial.

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