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Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters.


Chapter 2.


Harry waved goodbye to Ron and Hermione as he made his way to the Dursleys. The car ride from the station was silent, just like Harry liked it. When he got to his room he pinned up his count down calendar the only difference was that this one didn’t count down to September but to the day his love would fetch him.
That night all that consumed his thoughts and dreams was his lover.

Today was the day was the first thought that crossed Harry’s mind. It was the third week of the holidays and the day that he would forever leave the Dursley’s.
“Boy get down here!” Harry heard Vernon yell. Smirking Harry went to shower taking his time. When he finally arrived downstairs he was shoved against the wall by his large uncle.
“I told you to get down here an hour ago.” The large man hissed.
“Well,” Harry started. “I wanted a shower and I suggest that you never speak to me again like that you filthy, fat, disgusting muggle. A new power is rising and I know for a fact that you won’t life to see it.” Harry sneered.
“What are you on about you freak?” Vernon spat.
“I’m on about the fact that you won’t live to see another day and if you do it will be filled with pain.” Harry laughed. “And that goes for you two as well.”
“How dare you threaten my family!” Vernon shouted back handing him. He was about to hit him again when his whole body froze. Looking past his frozen uncle Harry smile as he dislodged himself from the frozen grip.
“Tom!” he cried as he ran to his lover.
“Hey love sorry we were a bit late.” Tom apologised giving Harry a sweet kiss.
“Can’t that wait until after we are done here?” Snape asked exasperated with the public shows of affection.
“If we must.” Harry sighed. He then turned his gaze to his ‘family’. “What are you going to do with them?”
“Anything your heart desires.”

Harry sighed happily as he breathed in the scent of his beloved. Smiling he snuggled against the pillow.
“Harry.” A voice called. No reply. “HARRY!”
“Huh?” came a sleepy answer.
“You have to get up.” Looking around Harry found that it was Neville who had disturbed his sleep.
“Why?”
“The dark lord commands it.” Harry chuckled at that.
“He told you to say that didn’t he?” Neville nodded. “Well tell him that the dark prince says that he is still tired from last night and is not going anywhere.”
It didn’t take long after the message was send for the doors to open to emit a rather angry dark lord.
“What are you still doing in bed? Get up!” Tom nearly yelled.
“Nope.” Harry heard Tom sigh and smiled thinking he had won before he was hit by something cold and wet. “Ahhhh.”
“Well it serves you right.”
“You are evil and cruel. Who pours cold water on a person?”
“Hello I’m Lord Voldermort, evil and cruel is what I do.” Tom said as he kissed Harry’s wet forehead.
“Still doesn’t give you a right to do that.” Harry pouted.
“But love you need to get up for breakfast and the meeting. Remember today is the day that we tell the deatheaters about you.”
“If I must.”


Ok I know it’s short but I didn’t want to do the meeting in this chapter. So tell me what you thought.
Jinx