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Second Chances	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 22297 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Chapter Five

Severus was telling Harry about the magic that Lily and he had done when they were children after they had figured out they were both magical when Tom stepped into the room. Because of the silencers that were still up around them they didn't see or hear his entrance, and for the same reason Tom couldn't hear what the two were talking about.

He scowled deeply at the sight even as Rabastan and Rodolphus jumped to their feet. He wasn't exactly sure why, though there was a niggle in the back of his mind, as to why the sight of Harry sitting next to Severus, too close for polite and what he had thought was unfriendly company, Harry's face was wrapt with attention, his green eyes sparkling as he seemed to hang off every word that an unusually animated Severus was saying, was causing a burning and yet empty feeling in his stomach. He could also feel his temper, something he had never really been famous for having good control of, crumbling away into a black pit of a mood.

After the meeting he had just had with Fenrir he was looking forward to coming and getting Harry for lunch. If he was also looking forward to seeing that bright, warming smile and glittering green eyes, well that was another matter entirely.

Instead he had walked in to find Severus and Harry behind silencing charms looking very…close. With a quick slash of his wand the silencers fell with a crack startling both Harry and Severus out of their conversation. Tom was gearing up to snap, about what he wasn't quite sure, but he was ready to snap when Harry's eyes locked on him and all signs of fright and concern feel from his face to be replaced with a welcoming smile, all for Tom.

"Tom, is it lunch time already?" Harry asked glancing towards the clock as he pushed himself to his feet. Tom felt his anger flaring again as Severus pressed a hand to Harry's back to help him up.

"Yes, apparently you have been busy," Tom knew that his tone was clipped and while Severus, Rabastan and Rodolphus picked up on it and started to look concerned Harry seemed to be either oblivious to it or just chose to ignore it.

"Yes, Severus and myself have made up, well come to and understand where we aren't going to be snapping and snarling at each other. We have been talking about my mum," Harry smiled happily. Now that stopped Tom, the situation with the whole, Tom killed Harry's parents hadn't been brought up between them, it seemed that considering the difficulty of the situation between them already neither of them had been willing to say it. Now however it was being brought up in casual conversation and Tom was having the fact that he took away the chance for Harry to personally know his mother. "No one else really talks about her, so its nice to have someone who knew her. How did the warding go?" Harry carried on speaking, completely unaware of what was going through Tom's head.

"Oh, it went well, the basics have been laid down, I will have to give them a couple more days for the foundations to set in before taking the next step," Tom answered absently. "Are you ready for lunch?"

"I'm feeling a little hungry yes," Harry nodded walking towards Tom. Rabastan and Rodolphus both relaxed seeing that Tom's encroaching temper flare had been averted and cast a preservation charm on the chess board to stop the pieces swapping squares and moved to follow Tom and Harry out of the room.

Severus let out a breath realising how close he had come to being on the wrong end of his Lords wrath as he walked a step behind Tom and Harry down the corridor.

"How are the potions going Severus?" Tom asked after a few moments of silence.

"I have them brewing now my Lord, I will need to give the first an hour before I can make any attempt to making them taste nicer. I have never done it before I am afraid Mr Lord," Severus answered relieved to have something to talk to the Dark Lord about. No matter how much he respected Tom, his seething silences were bloody scary.

"How long have you work at Hogwarts?" Harry asked curiously.

"Nearly fourteen years," Severus frowned confused.

"Fourteen years brewing potions for a hospital wing in a school and you never tried to make them taste nicer?" Harry grinned amused.

"You brats torture me daily, why should I go out my way to mollycoddle you?" Severus snorted, before glancing nervously at Harry.

"And because you were happy to torture us back?" Harry laughed. Rodolphus and Rabastan snickered form behind them and Tom's lips twitched upwards as they reached the dinning room.

"That as well. I have multiple cauldrons of each potion brewing and I will try various different things to adjust the taste without affecting the purpose of the potion," Severus explained.

"Oh Merlin, Severus is smiling at Potter," Draco groaned out loud causing the smile to falter on Harry's face.

"Lucius if you do not control your little brat I will ensure that he learns the meaning of respect! Perhaps a night under my facilities?" Tom hissed sibilantly, causing a shiver to run down Harry's back and not for all bad reasons.

"Of course My Lord, Lord Harry. Draco will remember to hold his tongue!" Lucius gritted out, his gaze boring into Draco.

"What would you like to drink Harry?" Tom asked, his hand going to the base of Harry's back to guide him to his chair.

"Lemonade?" Harry asked softly as he took his seat.

"I believe that you are due another potion H…Lord Harry," Severus said as he sat down opposite Harry.

"Oh good," Harry said dryly accepting the potion that Rabastan handed him with a grin.

"My Lord, Little Lord," Fenrir nodded as he walked in before blinking as he watched the green fading from Harry's face.

"That was…nippy," Harry commented smacking his lips together.

"You do not feel sick?" Tom asked concerned.

"Nope, only a little queasiness this morning. Thank you Missy," Harry smiled as a pitcher of lemonade was placed onto the table.

"You need to have a little more meat this meal Little Lord," Rodolphus piped up as Harry reached out to start filling his plate. Sighing Harry dropped his head before looking at the four men blinking back at him.

"Are you all monitoring everything that I do and eat?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," Came four bland responses.

"I am perfectly capable of following the dietary plan that Healer Burns laid out for me, and to know when I need to take my potions," Harry said testily.

"We know you can Little Lord, we are merely looking after you," Rabastan smiled not at all put out with the flare of annoyance from Harry.

"You don't need to hover though," Harry muttered concentrating on filling his plate. The flare apparently already forgotten about as Tom blinked at him unsure what just happened.

"I wasn't hovering," Severus muttered petulantly from the other side of the table causing Rodolphus to have to try and hide his chuckles.

"I got my letters written and sent to Rita and Luna, we should be getting a response within the next couple of days," Harry told Tom, the soft murmur of the others conversation in the background.

"You think that your friend will support you? Her father has been publishing a lot against our…the Dark side," Tom paused and corrected himself. Harry may be in the mansion, carrying his heir and helping but that did not mean that he wanted to presume that Harry was now on the Dark side.

"Luna and her father aren't so much on the light side, more that they supported me and the right thing. I included the explanation of what your aims truly are, highlighting our intentions towards protecting muggleborn children, and I gave details of what the Order has done. If I know Luna as well as I do, she will support me," Harry said softly. "Luna, despite rumours, is incredibly intelligent and looks at the entire situation,"

"Good. And once that is out there, hopefully we can make a step to correcting the assumptions and misleading information people have been given as to what the Dark side is trying to achieve," Tom pointedly looked down at Draco while trying not to smile at the our that Harry had slipped into, undoubtedly on purpose.

"Rita will publish whatever we tell her she should publish, so the Daily Prophet will be publishing the letter that I sent, word for word. Though now after this last year people will put as much, if not perhaps a little bit more, stock in what the Quibbler says in the issue," Harry shrugged draining his glass and pouring another.

"What exactly do you have on Ms Skeeter?" Tom asked curiously, that heightening and capturing Severus and the brothers attention when Harry gave a mischievous smirk.

"Well after the pieces she decided to write on us Hermione went to town on finding a way to bring her down, she figured out that Rita had to be sneaking into Hogwarts somehow, despite the fact that Dumbledore had banned her, Hermione…Oh!" Harry paused mid sentence as his hand flew to his stomach, his wide eyes flashing downwards quickly.

"What is it?"

"What happened?"

"Are you alright?"

"Are you in pain?"

"Shall I call Healer Burns?" Tom, Severus, Fenrir, Rabastan and Rodolphus all fired off their questions over each other as they stood looking at Harry with concern.

"Calm down," Harry grinned rolling his eyes as he reached out to grab Tom's hand. Carefully he placed their linked hands on his stomach before looking down waiting. The men were about to say something when Tom's eyes widened and he gasped turning fully, his other hand cupping the other side of the bump.

"Oh!" Tom said before an honest, if not small smile crossed his face, clearly startling all his followers.

"What's going on?" Rabastan asked quietly looking confused.

"The baby is moving," Narcissa rolled her eyes.

"Oh," chorused the four men, each of them taking their seats slightly sheepishly. Harry looked up at them grinning, though confusion flashed through his eyes as they settled on Fenrir's face that still held the hint of panic they had felt.

"It's the first time I've felt the baby move," Harry laughed as he felt another roll of bubbles in his stomach.

"Maybe the baby likes lemonade," Rabastan chuckled. "I think I just had a heart attack," He breathed out slumping into his seat suddenly as he covered his heart and let out a breath.

"Sorry I didn't mean to startle you all, it caught me by surprise," Harry's grin was almost hurting his face before he looked back to Tom who was still staring at his stomach with an awed expression. Squeezing the fingers still locked in his Harry's grin became a happy smile as they met each others eyes.

"Thank you," Tom's words were so soft that even Rabastan couldn't hear them, though he was now pointedly looking away and talking to Lucius. Harry just gave Tom's hand another squeeze, everything that Tom said in those words clear in his eyes.

Thank you for keeping the baby, thank you for coming to him, thank you for immediately sharing this with him, thank you for giving him a chance at having what was currently kicking away underneath their hands while giving off excited, happy rolls.

"Finish your meal. We can take a trip to the library once you are done," Tom raised their hands to kiss the back of Harry's before standing and settling back into his seat. Still smiling Harry looked up only meet a set of glaring, furious blue eyes. Draco's face was set in a livid, twisted glare as he stared at Harry causing a bubble of worry in his chest as he met the glare.

"Do you have much to do this after noon?" Harry asked Tom quietly, trying to throw off the look that seemed burned into his memory.

"A lot of paperwork. Perhaps if you wish to stay in the library for the rest of the afternoon I could have it brought there, if you do not mind the company?" Tom asked awkwardly but Harry began to smile again as he nodded.

"That would be nice," He said softly.

"Rabastan, Rodolphus you have the afternoon to yourselves. I shall be in the library should anyone be needing me," Tom said as Harry finished his meal. Reaching out he helped Harry to his feet before moving to place his hand on the base of Harry's back almost automatically in a way that was becoming scarily familiar to both of them.

"So you mention that you were interested in learning about the Dark Arts?" Tom asked as they made their way down the hallway, Tom guiding Harry as they went. At the change of topic Harry's mind drifted away from Draco and the look that he had given him and onto the afternoon ahead of him, and perhaps a understanding of the magic that Dumbledore had kept him away from.
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