Voldemort

~*~Author’s Note~*~ Wow… Thank you all so much for your reviews. I feel good about this story and I am quite glad others have liked it. Now before I begin to reply to my reviews allow me to address the issues of one person. Someone questioned the name “Cosmin” being chosen on ff.net. Cosmin is a Romanian name which means “Order, Beauty”. As you can see Cosmin was extremely beautiful, but he is also what kept “order” in Lord Voldemort himself. It isn’t until Cosmin dies that Voldemort really loses control to the point of separating his soul. So I hope that explains a little bit about why I chose the name Cosmin. The name isn’t really that important other than I couldn’t have his name Harry. That’s just too much of a coincidence that I’m just not willing to do. As for what shall happen in this chapter… well you’ll just have to read then won’t you?

AFF: Also forgive me for not responding to your reviews as of yet I wrote this chapter faster than I thought I would so I went ahead and posted. If you have reviewed or will review I shall respond to you in chapter too. Thanks again :)

~*~Warnings~*~ AU, rituals, bestiality (Only in one scene), probably others as I work through this but I will warn you before any of them come to pass. Oh and there WILL BE MALE/MALE SEX IN THIS. Don’t like it? Don’t read it.

Chapter 1: Wizarding London, 1998

Within St. Mungo’s Hospital sat a male who at one time was handsome, distinguished, and extremely intelligent. He had been the top seller of property within Wizarding London, when out of the blue during his last trip to Wizarding Romania he seemed to have had a nervous breakdown and was now locked up within the psycho ward in St. Mungo’s Hospital. His golden wavy locks fell about his face dirtied and his face streaked with dirt as well. His once forget-me-not blue eyes were darkened with the pain of his insanity and hunger. Looking up toward the ceiling of his cell he spoke softly, his voice gruffy from his screams and from misuse.

“I have done everything you asked my Lord. All the preparations are in order...everything. I await your command, for I know that when rewards are given… I will be one of those who benefit from your generosity.” Taking a small fly from an unseen hand he looks at it before placing it within his mouth a sickening crunch sounding in the silence of the cell soon after.

“Thank you.” He whispers softly moving back down to his corner and wrapping his arms around his knees rocking back and forth allowing long lashes to slip over his eyes lids blocking view of the insanity dancing within those blue orbs.

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Within the offices of Lockhart & Associates a partner of Lockhart’s, a Mr. Goldstein eyes the stern looking man sitting in a chair across from his desk that sat between them where he stood next to the window. Sighing softly he spoke keeping his gaze on the young man. He never would have guessed in a million years something like this would come to pass.

“He’s mad…Lockhart’s lost his greedy mind poor chap. I want you to take over for this Foreign Client, this uhh… rather eccentric Lord Slytherin. He’s buying up property all over Wizarding London.”

“Of course Sir…” The male’s dark voice drawled as he sat in his pristine black robes with a row of silver buttons going down the front. His ebony gaze held the other male’s intensely and he couldn’t help but get a sick satisfaction out of knowing he would finally get his due. Lockhart was a joke from the get go, his intelligence reached that of a vain woman, and yet he was renounced for his ability to get the deal done… makes one wonder exactly how he managed such a farce. “I’ll attend to the Lord. Thank you for your… confidence.”

“This is a great opportunity for you Severus,” Mr. Goldstein replied his grey eyes shifted from Severus’ knowing what he was about to say may very well cause him to turn down this chance, “but you will have to leave for Wizarding Romania immediately.” He watched as the young man’s eyes shot up from the folder he just handed him and widened slightly. He continued quickly before the list of complaints could begin.

“Opportunities such as this only come but once in a lifetime,” he eyed him seeing the wheels turning in the young man’s thoughts. Yes… he had him.

“Of course Sir… if I may inquire…What in fact happened to Mr. Lockhard in Wizarding Romania?” Severus figured it couldn’t help to ask, after all, he wouldn’t want to make the same foolish mistake now would he?

“Nothing… Nothing. Personal problems… close these transactions and your future with this firm is assured.”

Severus eyes narrowed seeing the flighty way in which Mr. Goldstein’s eyes moved and the sudden uncomfortable feeling that surrounded him. With just a little push he could have the whole story laid out before him, but before he started to do just that Mr. Goldstein looked away. Pity.

“Yes sir… I will give it my full attention.” Standing he shook his new boss’ hand before turning to leave. Indeed he would give it his full attention… after he broke the news to his beloved fiancé… Harry was not going to be happy about having to postpone the wedding… again.

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It took everything within him not to allow the shock to play across his face. Postpone? Again? He could feel white hot anger course through him and for a moment he wanted to say no. He wanted to tell him they would be married. Damn it he promised! But seeing the longing to prove himself written within Severus’ eyes he knew then he would cave. Letting off a soft sigh he allowed a small smile to appear upon his lips before he spoke, giving his love his chance to make “a better future for them.”

“We’ve waited this long haven’t we?”

“We can be married when I return.” Severus promised his eyes holding those of his love’s as his hands did as well. He knew Harry was hurt, but he also knew his love would never show it. Self-sacrificing indeed… he was a lucky man. Most like his love would have been in hysterics by now.

Clearing his throat Harry bit back the sharp retort of that’s what you said last time and smiled a little mort. “Of course…”

“I’ll write…” Severus promised before turning to make a hasty exit. The peridot green of his love’s eyes filled with the pain of his leaving was getting to him, and he knew the longer he stayed the harder it would be for him to go. He didn’t get far; however, as Harry held onto his arm and he turned to meet that gaze once more. Gone was the pain and in it’s place a shy look of passion now resided.

“Severus…” Severus watched as the blush deepened and he was looked at through the fall of thick black lashes. “Severus…”

Allowing himself to be pulled through the Malfoy gardens to a covered arch of white roses he allowed his eyes to hold that of his love’s. It was times like this that reminded him of why he wished to go on this voyage so much. Harry deserved to live like that of his friend Draco Malfoy.

“Severus I love you,” Harry whispered wrapping his arms around his love’s neck playing with his black hair that fell beautifully to his shoulders.

“And I love you Harry.” Severus pledged, and it was the truth. Bending his head their lips met is a soft and lovingly kiss and for a moment he was lost in the reminder of his love amongst the scent of roses and the light lavender scent of his love. Breaking the kiss they settled upon a bench under the same arch, Severus looking to make sure no one else was around to interrupt their moment before he turned his attention back to Harry.

His love was beyond beautiful in his silver elegant robes fashioned to look like that of a gown. Form fitting at the top it flared once to this waist to reach the floor trailing beautifully and was embroidered with gold brocade about the hem of the “skirt” and around the cuffs and collar. His beautiful bluish-black hair was done up in a tight bun in the fashion that such pretty boys wear these days, thin braids snaking through elegantly. Within his ears were the gold rose earrings he had bought for him, upon his lady-like hands rested the diamond and emerald engagement ring he finally had had enough money to buy last year. He had never expected such happiness in his own life, but found himself thankful everyday that Harry was in his. He was seen as a driven, cold, money-obsessed person, and yet Harry had managed to get past all that to reach the heart he had thought long gone. Wrapping his arms around Harry he pulls him to him allowing their lips to meet in a deeper more passionate kiss, his tongue lovingly wrapping and caressing about that of Harry's who all but melted in his embrace. He didn’t expect to be gone but a week, and yet leaving behind his love among these “beautiful rich people” was hard, but he trusted Harry to keep him in his heart.

A soft moan, though from who is anyone’s guess, fell between them and hands tightened themselves to each other once again. A lone peacock the only witness of their love for one another shook and spread it’s feathers blocking off view from those who would attempt to peek. Yes… it would be hard to leave Harry behind, but knowing who he would be coming home to was enough to get him through his job, and in return bring them both the monetary stability they so desperately needed. By the end of this, if Severus had anything to say about it, he’d be replacing Lockhart as the main partner ensuring he could keep Harry in such refinery as he deserved.

~*~ Author’s Chapter Final Notes~*~

There you have it Chapter 1! We have met Harry’s Love, Found out what happened to Lockhart, and even spoke of Harry’s best friend. Will Severus manage to close the deals within that week to return to Harry and marry him? How will Harry deal with being without Severus for a week? What will Lord Slytherin be like? We will find all this out and more in the next chapter. I plan to have that chapter out tomorrow as well… as it’s almost 1am here… but then again I feel like I’m on a roll so I’mma keep writing right now and we’ll see if I can’t get it out tonight as well. Please read and review. And thanks once again for your response.