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Soulmates	By : yamiyugi23 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7850 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I make no money from writing these fic's and I have no rights to these fic's.

A/N: The words used for the ritual that Voldermort speaks are not mine! The great and wonderful WereBunny87 gave them to me!

Chapter 6

"And we shall do it together," Voldermort answered darkly, "Lucius, get my best people together in the ritual room, it is time to remove the spells and potions that the old goat put on my mate."

"Yes sir," Lucius said with a stiff nod of his head.

As he watched Lucius disappeared Harry gave a small sigh allowing the stress to disappear from his slightly, "Do you really think that Dumbles and his flaming turkeys used spells and potions on me? Wouldn't they of broken when I came into my magical creature inheritance?"

"Most of the time yes," Voldermort said as he climbed off of the bed, "But with how strong Dumbledore is, his properly done something to make sure they don't break."

"Do you think Snape's on our side through?" Harry asked as he watched his mate get dress, "I mean wouldn't he be the one to brew the potions that Dumbledore gave to me?"

"No, I know for a fact that Severus refused and had no hand in it," Voldermort answered as he pulled out a long white robe from his wardrobe, "Dumbledore is also highly trained and capable in potions love, or have you forgotten his frog card?"

"No I haven't, Dumbles and his so many uses for dragon's blood," muttered Harry with a glare, "So we're about to get rid of what Dumbledore put on me?"

"That is correct, through for this ritual to work we have to wear certain clothes," Voldermort said as he handed over the white robe to Harry, "As you'll be the one having the spells, potions and blocks removed from them you'll have to wear this robe."

As he took the robe from Voldermort Harry looked at it closely, it seemed to look like a normal white robe, there was nothing special about the white robe. In fact compared to Voldermort's black robe Harry's white robe seemed boring.

"Why do you get to wear just a cool robe for when I have to wear this?" Harry asked with a small pout, "Can't I wear a similar robe?"

"No because it's part of the ritual," Voldermort explained as he placed his own robe on, "You need to wear that white robe for the ritual to work properly."

"Alright," Harry said nervously as he slipped on the white robe, "What will happen during the ritual?"

"You will simply have to sit on the floor holding a crystal," Voldermort explained as they finished getting into their robes, "I shall be casting the needed spells to break the spells and potions that Dumbledore placed on you. I will have Snape and Malfoy standing inside the room in case anything goes wrong, I will also have the other's standing outside of the room just in case."

Harry gave a nervous giggle, "You're not going to take any chances are you?"

"No," Voldermort answered seriously and honestly, "I won't lose you love, not now, I've finally got you at my side...I love you."

At those words Harry felt a wave of warmth wash over his body, he couldn't help the bright and happy smile that came to his lips. Leaning forwards Harry placed a loving kiss on Voldermort's lips lightly before pulling away.

"Thank you, I love you too," Harry said with a small giggle at the look on Voldermort's face.

Voldermort didn't reply, slowly his hand reached up and lightly touched his lips; a small blush came to his face.

"So," Harry said loudly with a grin at his lover's actions, "How long will this ritual last for?"

"Huh?" Voldermort said as he came out of his trance only to cough and look away to hide the blush, "Not long, only ten or so minutes, Dumbledore isn't as powerful as he likes to think."

Nodding his head Harry slipped his hand into Voldermort's hand shyly only to get a loving smile in return. Blushing light Harry gave a small nod of his head.

"I'm ready when you are," Harry said as he tightened his grip on Voldermort's hand, "But...I'm scared."

"Don't be," Voldermort answered as he led Harry out of their bedroom, "I promise you that I won't let anything happen to you."

"I know, I trust you," Harry said nervously as he stuck close to Voldermort, "Where will this ritual take place?"

Voldermort sent his smaller lover a look of mischief, "In the ritual room."

Harry gave a giggle as they walked along the corridor; his nerves slightly less as Voldermort's words played in his mind. They walked through the hallways and corridors in silence, neither of them needing to speak as the mere presence of the other was enough for them. Harry noticed that they never went down any stairs or went by any Death Eaters; he sent Voldermort a questioning look.

Feeling Harry's questioning gaze on him Voldermort answered, "I like to be prepared so I have a ritual room on each floor and area of the house, and I will make sure that you are well protected even from my own people. My Death Eater's know the rules by now, you will only meet four of my followers and that is for the ritual."

"Cute, I just love how overly protective you are," giggled Harry as he felt pure happiness in his heart, "How much longer do we have to walk?"

"Only a few more footsteps," Voldermort replied with a smirk on his face, "If you look to your right you'll find the ritual room."

Blinking in shock and surprise Harry looked up in the direction his love was pointing in only to find a simple black door in front of them with two masked Death Eater's standing in front of the door.

"My Lord," the men said with deep bows as Voldermort and Harry approached them.

"Is everything set up?" Voldermort asked as he kept Harry close to him.

"Yes My Lord," One of the Death Eaters said, Harry frowned as he didn't recognise the voice, "Potion Master Snape is inside along with the other people you requested, the circle has been drawn and the stone placed in its proper spot, everything is ready my Lord."

"Very well," Voldermort said as he opened up the door, "Guard the door, do not allow anyone to go in or out of the room without the password."

"Yes my Lord," the two Death Eater's said as they stood tall and stiff.

"The password?" Harry asked as they walked into the ritual room.

"Yes the password," Voldermort answered as he closed the door once Harry and himself was in the room, "Is 'Mudbloods are better than Purebloods."

"What!" Harry yelled out in shock as he looked up at Voldermort with eyes the size of dinner plates.

Voldermort smirked as he placed a hand on Harry's shoulder, "Exactly, a spy would never think of that password in a million years."

"Only you," Harry said with a small smile on his face, he leant up and placed a kiss on Voldermort's lips, "So what's going to happen next?"

"You are going to go and stand in the middle of the circle and pick up the stone," Voldermort said as he motioned to the room, "Until I say otherwise you stay standing in the middle of the circle holding the stone, do NOT let go of the stone Harry or move until I tell you otherwise."

"A-Alright," Harry said nervously as he looked around the room.

The room was a simple yet large room, the walls where a soothing white while the floor was wooden boards to allow the ritual signs to be written and cleaned easily. In each corner of the room stood a large torch that Harry thought would be better at home in Hawaii, there was only one window in the room, a large window that stretched from the ceiling to the floor, turning his head to look at the left hand wall of the room a large door was in the middle of the wall, other than that there was no other windows or doors in the room.

Looking down Harry noticed a large circle with complicated patterns on the floor written in chalk, part of the circle was incomplete and the white chalk that was used to draw the ritual circle way on the floor. In the centre of the circle was a strange multicoloured stone.

"Beloved?"

"Everything will be alright Harry," Voldermort said softly as he leant down and placed a kiss onto Harry's forehead, "I'll be here all the time, I promise you that I won't let anyone hurt you again."

Blushing Harry allowed Voldermort to pull him into a loving and possessive hug. They stayed still as Voldermort and Harry soaked in the other's presence for as long as they could while allowing their frayed nervous to calm down. What felt like hours to Voldermort and Harry where mere seconds.

"I'm ready," Harry said finally as he pulled away from Voldermort, "Let's do this."

"Are you sure?" Voldermort asked as he placed a loving hand on Harry's check, "If you want to we can put this off for a bit or-"

Harry placed a kiss on Voldermort's lips, "I'm sure, if we don't do it now we'll never do it, better to do it now then later."

With that Harry placed a tender and loving kiss on Voldermort's cheek before turning and walking through the path in the circle. Taking a deep breath Voldermort picked up the white chalk and began to finish drawing the ritual circle from the centre of the circle to the outside of the circle.

Harry looked down at the stone that sat innocently on the ground next to him, the stone was a strange mixture of colours and was about the size of Harry's hand meaning he had to hold it with two hands. As Harry looked closer at the stone he found a mixture of colours in it through the most noticeable colours Harry could find was a reddish colour which reminded him of clay, grey, white, yellow, black and finally a strange reddish orange brown colouring, it remind Harry of giraffes he had seen in the muggle zoo on Dudley's eleventh birthday.

"Is this the stone I've got to hold?" Harry asked nervously as he looked up to where Voldermort was drawing the last line of the ritual circle.

"It is beloved," Voldermort said as he finished drawing the circle and place the chalk to the side, "Pick it up love and I'll explain it to you."

Harry nodded his head and picked up the stone, when he turned back to face his lover the man was kneeling at the edge of the circle.

Feeling the eyes of his beloved mate Voldermort looked up with a smile on his face, his love for Harry was clearly written on his face for all to see.

"The stone your holding love is one that was originally five different stones but they've been merged together to create the stone your holding," Voldermort explained, "The first stone is a reddish clay colour called Carnelian and it helps to heal your energy, the second stone is a grey and white colour called Howlite and its for healing and power, the third stone is a yellowish colour called Serpentine and it's for healing and protection, the fourth stone is a black colour called Black Onyx and it's for protection and healing. The fifth and final stone is a strange reddish orange brown colour that reminds me of a giraffe, it's called snakeskin agate and it's for power, healing and protection and before you ask yes, I do know what a giraffe is."

Harry nodded his head as he adsorbed what Voldermort told him only to give a small giggle at the end of his lover's explanation. A strange image suddenly came to mind of Voldermort riding a giraffe as a horse while yelling out 'Yippe-ki-yay' while ridding into the sunset.

Voldermort raised an eyebrow as his love suddenly broke out into laughter, "And just what is so funny Harry?"

"N-nothing," Harry snickered as he slowly stopped himself from laughing through the mental image remained within his mind, "I...I'm ready for the ritual to begin."

Voldermort said nothing, instead he took a deep breath and began to chant the words which would heal his beloved Harry, "What once was poison, let it be cleared, that a childe of Magic might be healed of the manipulations of one who wishes to use Magic for reason of power. Let this poison in one Harry Potter, be rendered null and void, so that he may continue to thank you, Magic, for your many gifts."

The next thing Harry knew was a burst of warm wind washed over him and a sudden draining feeling came over him, frowning in confusion Harry tried to work out just what was happening until he realised that the ritual was working, the draining feeling was the potions and spells leaving him and being absorbed into the stone.

"It's working," Harry cried out happily causing Voldermort to reply with a happy grin of his own, "It's working love!"

"Of course it is," Voldermort said with a fond smile before turning to Severus who was currently looking through a large pile of paper that was appearing before him, "Snape, this isn't the time to catch up on your paperwork."

"My Lord, this paper is linked with the stone and ritual," Severus said with a low bow to his Lord, "It tells me everything and anything about the person going through the ritual...but it shouldn't be this big or long."

Panic suddenly hit Voldermort, "Is Harry alright? Is there something wrong with him then?"

"No, it just means that Dumbledore's done a lot more damage then we thought," Severus replied as he gave a relived sigh as the paper stopped filling up, "Thank Merlin, it stopped, My Lord the ritual has ended...Mr. Potter has been fully healed."

Without replying Voldermort suddenly rushed forward and ran towards his beloved, he ignored the ritual circle and everything else; he only had one thing on his mind, Harry.

"Tom!" Harry cried out happily as he allowed Voldermort to pull him into a loving hug.

"Oh Harry," Voldermort said with a revlied sob as he pulled Harry into a lip bruising kiss, "You're alright, your alive, you're not dead!"

"I'm alright Tom, I'm alright," Harry said comfortingly as he snuggled into Voldermort's embrace, "We'll get the old goat back for what his done."

"Yes we will," Voldermort said hugging Harry passively, "Snape, what did Dumbledore do to MY lover?"

Severus gulped nervously as he went through the large amount of paperwork in front of him, with each line he read he grew paler, "My Lord, it looks like they blocked 80% of his magic, dosed him with love potions and mind control potions, and blocked his inheritance halfway, stole money from his vaults, and kept the fact that he was the heir of the founders a secret."

"That would explain why Harry was so weak after receiving his inheritance," Voldermort muttered to himself, "But...how do you know about the financial state of my Harry?"

Severus gave a grim smile, "It seems that Magic is as angry as you are about Dumbledore's actions My Lord."

"Then maybe Magic would like to help me give Dumbledore his punishment," Voldermort said as he tightened his grip around Harry, "I think killing him with the Avada Kedavra curse is too easy."

"...Tom?"

"Yes love?" Voldermort asked with love shinning in his eyes, "Do you have an idea to get back at Dumbledore?"

"Can I put the stone down now?" Harry asked innocently, "It's getting rather heavy."

To Be Continued...
- 5
- 6
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