In a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you.
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AU: The world's population has three subgenders under the two highly regarded ones: Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. The population is divided 74.5% Beta, 25.4% Alpha and .1% Omega. Because of their rarity, Omegas are prized beyond even the rarest gems, and their families proudly show off their children to potential suitors to marry —sell— off to mate with once they reach their first heat.
Hadrian Jacynth Potter, called 'Harry' by his friends, is an Omega that has just gotten out of his first heat and suitors have gathered from all over England for the chance to have him.
Emperor Voldemort, an Alpha and conquerer of Eurasia, decides to attend the Omega Bid for Hadrian Potter, making things not at all go to plan.
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Narrator's POV
Hadrian Potter, from the very moment he was born, had had his life prepared for him.
No one had expected him to be born an Omega, not when both his parents were Betas, but once he had his life had been prepped.
His life had been full of training: he had been trained to host parties, dinners, formal events like that; he knew how to sew and knit; he knew how to care for children and how to be pregnant as well as a good wife.
But, his life had also been simple: he had never done any manual labor, he couldn't lift anything over twelve pounds, and he hadn't attended Hogwarts but had tutors since early childhood.
Now, the recently 16 year old sat in front of his vanity, looking at himself in the mirror.
His naturally messy black hair had somewhat tamed to give him a 'ravished' look, his plump lips had been painted a slightly darker pink, his eyelashes had been painted black and his glasses had been glossed and cleaned until they sparkled.
His dress was elaborate, it was a green slightly darker than his emerald eyes and had been outlined in silver —making him a clear target to his potential Slytherin mate, after all most of the wealthy were—, his cloak was sheer and a green lighter than his eyes, both meant to make his eyes pop.
Since he got out of his first heat yesterday, his parents had been a mess of planning for today, since he would be given to his mate today and would carry and care for their children for the rest of his life —unless he was taken by an stronger Alpha after his original mate lost the fight.
Harry placed a pleasant smile on his face as he stood up in his room for what was most likely the last time and walked to the mansion's ball room which had been converted to an auction sight for today, and sat on his chair on the stage with his mother and father, waiting for his potential mates to arrive.
*** Emperor Voldemort was a living god some said, Satan incarnate others whispered, but either way the man who had conquered the two major continents within thirty years was realizing just how lonely forever was.
All of his Knights of Walpurgis were gone, all dead of old age or the dragonpox outbreak that had happened a few years earlier, and he wasn't close to any of the Death Eaters, his Inner Circle claimed to but they knew just a tad more about him than the rest since most of their parents had been Knights.
And, because of the immortality he had given himself, he still looked like he was in his early twenties and not his mid-seventies, the only change to his appearance was the loss of his ice blue eyes which had become blood red.
So, today his agenda was free —a rare luxury since he had taken over— and saw he had received an invitation to an Omega Bid that would be taking place today, he opened it and looked at the time listed that the bid would last: 4pm-6pm.
He looked at his watch: 3:43pm, he should get ready, so he quickly did, dressing up in his suit and a hoodless cloak.
After that he apparated to Potter Manor and saw himself with a generous crowd of potential rival bidders, he sat down in the center of the front row and looked at the Omega being bid for.
Hadrian Potter had the most lovely emerald eyes, he noticed quickly, he had a heart shaped face that held plump lips and a small nose, he had wide child-bearing hips, a tucked in waist, and small breasts that would grow with pregnancy.
Soon enough, everyone was seated but Voldemort couldn't take his eyes off the Omega, his pheromones far too delicious to ignore.
Whatever Lord Potter had said, he didn't hear, but he eventually said that all suitors could come on stage and ask Hadrian questions for the next hour until the proper bid.
The Emperor stood and went on stage with the other ten or so suitors, all looking at the boy with hungry looks, so Lord Potter added, "Please do not touch the Omega until you win the bid, his purity is kept with extremes."
The Dark Lord looked at his potential bride, knowing he could have a line up of Omegas to choose from, but he knew he wanted this one, he was far more beautiful than any Omega he'd seen before.
Hadrian smiled at him, doing a curtsy, "Hello, your majesty."
Voldemort gave a nod, trying not to drool as he noticed how plump Hadrian's ass was, oh yes he was having this Omega as his bride and in his bed by the end of the day.
An hour went by far to fast and the bid for Hadrian Potter began at 1 billion Galleons.
"1.2!" Someone in the back shouted
"1.5!" Another did
Voldemort let them bid and when the highest price had been reached he would double it and go back to his palace with his bride.
The bids began to slow and seemed to cap at 3.5 billion, but the Emperor was ready to win, declaring, "7 billion Galleons."
No one dared to bid over him even if they had the money, Lord Potter declared that he won, Hadrian coming down the few steps and standing before him with a light blush on his face.
So the Emperor placed a hand on his Omega's face, said Omega placing a hand on his stomach as the older man apparated them away.
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