The dark lord locked his private bath, sighing in content as he did.
He ran his shower at an ice cold temperature. Just how he liked it.
He grunted as he wrapped his hand around his length. He thought of the Potter heir.
Moving his hand faster, he started to moan aloud.
"Harry..."
The Potter boy heard this and decided to take a peek.
What he saw was something that turned him on to the max.
The dark lord. In the shower. Wanking. Moaning his name. Naked.
His own erection sprung up and he watched more intently. He watched and licked his lips. He refused to make himself cum. He wanted to watch Tom instead.
Soon Tom released and Harry traveled back to his own chambers,for a cold, cold, shower.
Tom stepped out and dressed himself in his robes. He would appear for dinner after he finished his work.
He sat at his desk, doing his paperwork. Fuck. He didn't know just how much paperwork a dark lord had to do. Where is a deatheater when you need one?
He sighed and checked the clock. 8:48. Just on time for dinner.
He stood, cracking his back as he did, walking gracefully down the stairs to a sight he loved.
Harry stood in the kitchen cooking again. His shirtless back was full of something that made Voldemort's want to kill the light even stronger.
Scars.
Boy did Potter have lots of them.
Lashes.
Cuts.
Burns.
They were all there.
It almost terrified Tom. Even he wouldn't treat his followers with such abuse.
He could see some were old and some were new. That angered him further. Then he caught sight of a carving in Harry's left shoulder.
Forgotten.
It was a word he knew all too well. He became this menace of power so he wouldn't be forgotten.
The dark lords anger subsided as the boy placed their meals down and started to eat.
"Say." Tom started conversation. "Are you going back to hogwarts this year when summers over?"
He saw the boy stiffen and felt a ping of sadness.
Of course he wasn't going back. It was too dangerous. They didn't know if dumblewhore would kill him this year.
Tom immediately out of his love for Harry, wrapped his hand around Harry's.
The boy didn't protest as the dark lord stroked his hand. "It's alright. Of course your not going there. How could I be so stupid? Hell I won't let you even if you wanted too. There is no way you are going anywhere near that old bat."
Harry smiled. Probably because he felt loved by the man he had his forbidden Obsession of.
He smiled more at that. Tom May love him after all.
Sensing he might be uncomfortable, Tom pulled his hand away and quickly apologized.
The boys smiled disappeared.
"No it's alright really. It was quite comforting."
The boy sighed and grabbed the mans hand again.
He tensed then relaxed.
The two talked of their plans to destroy dumbledore and his order of the light before heading off to bed.
Harry with a plan for Tom.
And Tom receiving another dream of the boy he longed to call his.
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Forbidden Obsession
Fanfiction"It started with a dream in a mirror" Voldemort has been obsessed with Harry Potter as long as he can remember.. So when Harry Potter shows up on his doorstep, claims to want to join the dark side, and starts sending the dark lord sexual dreams in h...