Sequel to Love Conquers everything.

Chaapter 6

Voldemort looked over the plans with a frown.

"Who made this?" he finally asked.

"I did," Bellatrix replied. "Along with Rabastan and Rodolphus."

"You haven't counted in the possibility of an attack from behind," the man said and gave her the papers. "Do that, and I'll look at it again."

"We didn't do it?" she asked and looked at the papers. "Oh… I guess we didn't." She shifted her body again, the third time in a minute and made the man's left eyebrow twitch.

"What are you wearing?" the Dark Lord asked, finally fed up.

Bellatrix looked at her lord, then down at herself.

"Leather," she replied, trying to appear innocent. It didn't work on Voldemort.

"Why?" he pressed on.

"Because I look so totally hot in them?" she said, waggling her eyebrows with a grin.

Voldemort groaned and put his head in his hands. Bellatrix's grin widened and she continued:

"Plus Rodolphus gets this predatory look when I have these on…"

"I don't want to hear it!"

The woman laughed and skipped out from the room, purposefully wriggling her ass before leaving. He groaned once more and turned to the deep-blue divan further into the room and the person on it.

"That was your fault," he muttered at Harry, who blinked slowly. The raven-haired man had begun surfacing more but was still slow in reactions and answers.

"Mine?" the man asked, looking at Voldemort who had moved up from the chair and walked over to him.

"Yes, yours," the Dark Lord said and sat down beside his lover. Harry was dressed in a black robe, and a comfortable black shirt with black slacks. He wore no shoes since he wasn't strong enough to walk on his own. Voldemort leaned closer and gave him and gentle kiss on the right temple.

Slowly a smile appeared on the raven-haired man's lips. Voldemort blinked and then felt a bit nervous. The smile looked a bit too predatory for his taste.

"Where are mine?" the emerald-eyed man asked innocently.

Voldemort banged his head against a pillow to get rid of the image of his lover in leather clothes. He wasn't very successful.

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"We have to do something now when we got this information."

"I don't know…"

"This is what we've been waiting for, idiot! We can't let it go to waste!"

"How are we supposed to do this? It's impossible!"

"No, it's not."

The three occupants, all male, turned to the fourth in the doorway. It was a woman.

"Explain how then," the apparent leader at the table spoke.