Voldemort's Husband

Chapter XIII -The Parents-

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'Thinking'

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Chapter XIII

-The Parents-

Friday, 13 October 1961

LV's POV

Voldemort left Harry's sleeping body already with his natural colour back and walked out the bedroom to see Antonin Dolohov talking with Miss Yaxley.

"Antonin." The Healer looked back at once. "He is still asleep, but I have returned his Magical Core to normal levels. You can go check the pregnancy."

The other nodded and hurried inside the room. Voldemort approached Corban and sat down by the round table with a groan. He accepted the potion that the teenage-girl gave him and gulped it down.

"Auror Scrimgeour invited Sire, and consequently you, to the Ministry' Ball next Samhain. Apparently in the name of Minister Nobby Leach." Corban put in as he read through the file. The teenager brunette set a mug before him and Corban nodded without looking up from what he was doing but somehow still knowing what she had just done. "Thank you, Pearl." Voldemort looked at the way she blushed, then went to sit down besides the former whore and he raised a hairless eyebrow at his former classmate. Corban looked up from the paperwork at feeling his eyes, he looked at the mug and then at the shy girl. "After the way she was treated it would be expected that any man that would be kind to her would result in she starting to win feelings for." Corban explained after raising a Soundproof Ward around the round table. "I can't say that I'm against. At the least my Mum and Alpha Greyback have finally left my neck with Mate proposals when they realized what was happening." He added. "And I don't mind that she is already with child. I was raised since I was a teenager alongside a Pack of Werewolves after all. A family is not just the ones of blood or so the Werewolves taught me."

Voldemort hummed. Harry would be glad to know that she was progressing well and moving on.

"Before you make a move you should get Harry's permission first." He simply said and Corban nodded, before he picked a picture and gave back. "Harry's parents?"

"What was left of them after the British Aurors killed them for being «Grindelwald's Followers»." Corban agreed. "According to the file the Aurors didn't know that they were dealing with the GG's daughter and her family."

"When was this?" Voldemort asked as he looked at the black and white picture of the fallen bodies of his in-laws.

"1935." Corban put it. "31st October. Sire's Bad Omen day." He added.

Voldemort looked up immediately and stared at Corban, who was staring right back.

"That was just when Grindelwald started striking England, wasn't it?" He asked and the other nodded. "It was payback."