Lost Mark

A/N: I'll say this now for the way this story is going no Muggleborns will be a creatures mate. It is not possible. I'm still deciding the other couples but Lucius already has his mate in Narcissa.

Harry slowly got out of his bath and moved in front of the mirror. Sitting there on his left shoulder he could see an odd black mark that looked like a valentine’s heart with a couple batwings. He reached up with his right hand and ran a finger over the mark. He then sighed and shook his head.

He grabbed the warmed towel and started to dry himself off before moving back into the other room. He sighed as he finally got dried and walked into the other room. He had no idea what would happen when Voldemort visited him again. He slowly reached up and rubbed at his Emerald green eyes before moving to the wardrobe. Voldemort had said there would be clothing in there that would fit him.

Harry opened the wardrobe and stared in plain shock. Inside was all types of clothing not just wizarding clothing. On top of that it all looked to be very fine materials. Harry slowly licked his lips in surprise at what he was seeing. He ran his hands over a pair of black form fitting jeans and bit his lower lip slightly. They were even higher quality jeans than what Dudley had ever been given.

He pulled the dark blue jeans out of the wardrobe along with the underclothing he would need sliding them on. He smiled at how they felt against his body. He looked around for a mirror then spotted one on the door of the wardrobe and glanced in it. He blinked a few times at how the jeans hugged his body. It showed of his arse like nothing he had ever worn before. He shivered surprised at how good they looked on him. His upper body was still uncovered and just seemed to increase what he looked like in just the jeans.

Harry sighed and shook his head. If all his clothes were like this, what did it mean was Voldemort being truthful about him being his mate? Harry shuddered at the thought. His hand moving to rub the mark on his shoulder. He didn’t know what to do now; he was in the hands of his parents’ killer and the man that was trying to ruin the wizarding world. Then again wasn’t that what Dumbledore had told him. He really hadn’t looked at the recent history of the wizarding world.

Harry grabbed a dark green t-shirt out of the wardrobe and slipped it over his head before looking over the book cases. He needed something to read for a bit. He scanned along the titles of the books with a slight frown. Finally he picked up a book that mentioned Magical Creatures. He went back to the bed and sat on it opening the book and reading silently.

Again Harry did not notice the door to outside his rooms open and close behind the tall man that was Voldemort. A house elf had again come and gone with his lunch and still Harry was engrossed in the book he had picked up. He had eaten his lunch when it had arrived and was actually relaxed when he felt Voldemort’s finger tips brush along his cheek. Harry leapt into the air and pulled back his green eyes locking onto red ones once more.

“What do you want now?” Harry growled as he kept as much distance as he could between himself and Voldemort. Voldemort tilted his head a bit and sighed before moving over to one of the large overstuffed chairs that were in the room.

“Now please calm down my pet, I don’t want to harm you. I was hoping you would be willing to sit down and talk to me.” Voldemort said motioning to one of the other overstuffed chairs. Harry frowned but moved slowly into the chair farthest from Voldemort as he sat down.

“Fine, but first when am I getting my wand back?” Harry asked as he curled up his legs under himself as he watched Voldemort.

“Once I know you won’t try to use it on me Harry.” Voldemort said then smiled at Harry. The smile was an honest to goodness good smile and right away confused Harry. He had never imagined seeing a smile like that on Voldemort’s face.

“Please stop smiling, that is very confusing to the expressions I would expect on your face.” Harry said as he shifted a bit in his spot. Voldemort laughed at Harry’s words and then licked his smooth lips.

“Yes I suspect it would be. Now Harry I have a request for you. Please start to call me Tom. The name Voldemort is only for those who hate me or only fear me.” He said. Harry blinked in shock feeling like his jaw was dropping open at Voldemorts words.

“I thought you hated your birth name.” Harry exclaimed all sense of keeping calm gone. He watched Voldemort sigh and slowly shake his head.

“No I do not, why should I hate the name my mother chose to give me? I may be named after a bastard of a muggle but she still chose that name for me. No it was that so called muggle loving fool of a Headmaster that forced that concept onto me, him and his creature hating followers.” Voldemort growled almost becoming enraged at just the thought of it.

“What do you mean creature hating followers? They have a werewolf in the order.” Harry pointed out getting angry at how Voldemort was acting about everything Harry had trusted in.

“Werewolves are considered beasts not creatures, but still they are probably only using your friend Lupin and he doesn’t even realize it.” Tom said with a growl. He then turned and looked into Harry’s emerald eyes lust flashing within the depths of his crimson eyes. “Tell me Harry has Lupin told you if he is an alpha breed werewolf?”

“Why would you ask that Tom, what importance does it have to what we have been talking about?” Harry asked angrily. He really needed to figure his way out of this place. Tom sighed a moment looking at Harry then frowned.

“It does matter Harry, for if Lupin is an alpha and has been hiding it that means his classification could be altered to that of a creature. Only alpha werewolves can have this classification.” Tom explained. Harry stared at the man in shock then stood up from his seat and began pacing.

“Okay then why did you kill my parents?” Harry growled turning on Tom his green eyes going hard. Tom sighed and looked directly back into Harry’s eyes his flashing with power.

“I suggest you back down before my incubus nature decides you need to learn a lesson before you are ready.” Tom growled in warning. Harry seemed to shiver at that thought before spinning and started to walk away from him. Tom got up at this and grabbed onto Harry with a dark growl escaping his throat.

“Let me go now and just tell me why!” Harry demanded as he squirmed in Tom’s hold. Tom leaned his head into Harry’s neck and took several slow deep breaths trying to regain control over himself and his desire for the young man he was holding.

“I killed them because I believed they had killed my mate. Pettigrew told me that James had removed a creature’s mate from existence. I did not know he meant through that illegal ritual, because James had destroyed a creatures mate he became the top of my; to kill list.” Tom growled then nibbled on Harry’s neck.

“Tom stop this now I am not interested in you like this.” Harry growled and tried to pull free of Tom again. Tom’s arms tightened on him as Harry began to shiver a bit. Harry kept squirming and tried once more to free himself from Tom’s arms.

“No I will not my pet, my mate. You are mind and I will claim you as such.” Tom growled then suddenly released Harry and spun him to face him again. Tom then picked Harry up and forcefully kissed Harry. He licked Harry’s lips until Harry unconsciously opened his mouth to give Tom’s tongue access to his mouth.

After five full minutes of kissing like this Tom finally pulled back his breathing hard and somewhat hitched. Harry looked at Tom his lips kiss swollen and fear flashing in his emerald eyes. Tom seeing the fear in Harry’s eyes winced a bit before taking a long deep breath and sighing. He pulled back reluctantly from his young mate then turned and moved quickly to the door.

“I am sorry my pet, I should not of let the incubus take control.” Tom said before leaving the room. Harry collapsed and whimpered at what had just happened. He couldn’t believe Tom had kissed him that way.

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Tom stalked back into his throne room picking up a single wine goblet and throwing it against the far wall not even noticing Lucius already in the room. Lucius watched as Tom adjusted in his throne his red eyes filled with rage and confusion. The blond just slowly shook his head then knelt slowly.

“My lord, has something gone wrong?” Lucius asked softly being very formal at the moment. Tom’s eyes flashed towards the blond and he sighed a moment before magically repairing the wine glass.

“I lost control of my incubus in my mate’s presence Lucius.” Tom spoke without a hiss for the moment. Lucius looked up and stood with a slight frown.

“That could be bad, how far did it go?” Lucius asked with worry tinting his voice. Tom sighed and covered his face shaking his head a bit.

“Not too far. I only kissed him deeply.” Tom said and bit his lower lip a moment in thought. “I have to show him I mean him no harm and want him happy.”

“Tom if I may suggest something, find a way to rescue his godfather Sirius Black from behind the veil then.” Lucius suggested. Tom frowned then nodded.

”Yes that could work. Thank you again Lucius.” Tom purred in thought.