Submissive Mate to the Dark Lord

VOLDEMORT'S POV

I stood there with eyes wide and confusion clearly written on my face."Mate? he said that? Harry Potter? tHe Golden Boy?" This was out of character for me.

"That is what he claims, my Lord. Shall i bring him to you, my Lord," Lucius replies, bowing lower. I sit down on my throne and think for a second before nodding.

He leaves and returns with the Harry Potter skipping along behind him, happily. I cock my head in confusion, hes happy? I'm dreaming, this is a really bad dream. i rub my head before standing up tall.

"Well well. Harry Potter. What brings you before me today?"

He cocks his head me before looking towards Lucius and pouts," I thought you said you told him, Luci!"

"I did and don't call me that, brat," Lucius snaps at him.

"So what he says is true? You think you are my mate," I stand interrupting them. I walk until i stand in front of Harry. He smiles at me and nods happily," SUBMISSIVE mate."

"Oh? Is this the new way your trying to end the war, Mr. Potter."

He shakes his head and smiles again. He's starting to piss me off. I reach forward and wrap my hand around his throat. He gasps but not in fear, a moan escapes his lips soon after. I quickly pull back when i feel pleasurable tingles go up my arm. WHAT THE HELL?