Cross-Time

Chapter XXXIX -Bonding Time-

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Chapter XXXIX

–Bonding Time–

Thursday, 15 February 1973

LV's POV

After the School Board's members showing up and taking the old fool away with several apologetic looks to him, Voldemort finally entered his office. At seeing it empty he suddenly remembered Evie was supposed to be there, what meant... he opened his private quarters and walked down the corridor towards the bearer male who was down by the small kitchenette that the quarters had. He looked at the table and then at Evie.

"Very well... what did you do?" Voldemort demanded and the teenager raised an eyebrow. "You aren't the bride waiting at home for the husband with a meal ready type, so what did you do and what do I need to do to undo it?" Evie snorted. "Don't make fun of me, Evie!"

"Sorry sorry. I'm not, I swear." The young Wizard hurried to add. "I... I guess it's the first-time I cook for you, right?" The elder nodded, still with narrowed eyes. "I love to cook and bake."

Voldemort frowned, only for his eyes to grow as realization hit.

"Then you are making supper..."

"Because I feel like it." Evie agreed. "But no, don't expect me to be the type to have a meal ready for you each time you arrive."

Voldemort passed a hand through his face. Today was so not his day, he should be happy that Evie was cooking him a meal. Why was it being so hard to accept this simple action that should be seen as something good?

–C-T–

CEP's POV

Harry could tell what his surrogate uncle meant, the older was obviously holding back his emotions. With a sigh the older probably didn't meant to let out, he finally composed himself and accepted to move to the chair and sit beside the standing Harry on the round table.

"I'm not that much of a good companion tonight." The older finally stated as he accepted the plate being served.

"And that's why I should be here." Harry agreed with a shrug.

"Evie..."

"If you are really committed to this engagement of ours you need to let me see you at your worst as well. It's for the good and the bad, you know?"

The older stared back confused and then groaned.

"Is that why you came? Because you think I need you? Because you think I'm a wimp who..."

Marvolo shut-up with a surprise as the whole room echoed with the sound of Harry's slap and as the older's face turned with the sheer strength.

"What was the first thing I ever accused you of being?"