tomarry vampire fanfic

chapter two

'tom riddle's pov

i was sitting at my desk, in my office staring at the map upon it when someone knocked at my door, then yelled 'merlin suck my tits' a split second later. i laughed out loud then undid the privacy ward beckoning the human in, then instantly regretted it;

the human i let in was none other than bellatrix lestrange, the bitch that has been trying to woo me since she was a first-year. and even beyond that, she's already got two soulmates; the lestrange brothers. does she not realize that dominant vampires can only have a submissive mate, not a sub and her two doms plus my own mysterious sub. I
i rolled my eyes and went back to staring at the map with green and red dots. the red were places that the order of the phoenix weren't and the green were the places that i have yet to check. i was enjoying the quiet when she sighed exasperatedly and thumped her foot impatiently.

''my lord,'' and so i was interrupted. i looked up at her, irritated. she was wearing a dress that was almost to the center of her thighs, and the top four buttons were undone showing off her non-bra self, i highly doubted she was wearing undergarments at all.

''unless you have something you would like to say bellatrix, then i'd recommend leaving and putting on undergarments before you become my next blood bag.'' i watched her as she turns instantly pale. i laugh a little bit before i go back to work.

''i just thought you might like to know that the potter brat has come to our clutches,'' she said quietly. ''although he has changed a little bit'' she laughed, bowed slightly, then left the room. i stared at the door she came from.

'potter is here?' i thought, quickly changing into my voldemort form and robes, took off my shoes and socks because simply i don't like wearing them with my 'dark lord' attire. as i made my way to the dungeon i got a whiff of a very sweet smell but thought nothing of it; at first.

the closer i got to the dungeon, the more intense the smell became. it smelt of hibiscus flowers and honey and some sort of citrus. it smelt amazing! i've never smelt anything like that. yes, they were all of my favorite smells but they all blend in together as if they belong. as soon as i got to the door of the dungeon, i thew open the door, only to be met with the eyes of harry potter.

the sight of him broke my heart, even though i was supposed to hate him. he was stark naked and covered in bruises and what appeared to be whip lashes, which were still fresh. as much as i hate to admit it, bellatrix was right; he has changed.

his hair was long, but it was hard to tell how long with him on the ground, it was black, purple, silver, blue, and green. it was as straight as straight could be; sticking out of it was some sort of black cat ears and a tail out of his rear. he also had wings the same color of his hair. without his wings, he would've passed as a neko. he was small, but when is he not. he looked more feminine than he usually was, his hips curved out, and his shoulders were less extensive. the sweet smell was so strong i almost moaned. i soon came to realize that the young potter in front of me was my submissive mate. but he has to be fourteen, ( n/a tom came back in the chamber of secrets) you can't go through an inheritance until you are sixteen. how did this work?

he looks at me with his colossal eyes, but even his eyes were different. his usual eyes looked like they had forests growing in them, but now they had tints and shades of purple, silver, and blue in them. the outer edge was blue, the middle was purple all but the pupil. there was spec's of green and silver along with the other colors. he had tears welling up in his beautiful passive eyes. my basilisk was curled up next to him in a loving manner.

my vampiric instincts kicked in faster than you can say subito autem dulci tristes submisso, (suddenly sad said the sweet submissive) and i went up to him and pulled him into my lap and wiped away his tears. whomever made my mate cry will pay greatly.