Epilogue
Epilogue
Saturday, 10 June 2000
LV’s POV
Voldemort let the Healers check him and double check him as he finally let his body relax after all it had passed through. Between thinking that Harry had betrayed him, dying, rebirthing and then the massive battle against the two rebel armies, he was at his limit.
But there was something he was dreading even more.
He would have to go home and face Harry. Even if Harry had forgiven him for thinking he had been a double agent… that had been in public and on the moment. By the time Voldemort would arrive home Harry would have thought over it. Would have come to terms with the possibility that Voldemort had not trusted him. That Voldemort believed Harry capable to turn his back on him. That…
“Sire!” Antonin’s voice brought him back to the world of living and Voldemort looked around to find that all the Healers and Mediwizards around him had been pinned against the walls and as far away from him as possible. “Can’t… breath…” Antonin gasped out.
Voldemort restrained his magic immediately.
“My apologies, after everything I am not in full control of my magic.”
“Dully noted, Sire. Still, you can let go of your hormones when you arrive home and are in private with your lover, until then try to keep focus.” Antonin reprimanded him, what made the other Healers and Mediwizards stare at him for the daring. “Now, we need to start from the zero because you so ruddily interrupted us mid-spells.”
Voldemort’s lips twitched.
“Feeling over-confidant over there, do you not?”
“I went to school with you, Sire. If anyone knows exactly what can make your magic lose control like that would be me and Jeremy.” Antonin agreed pointedly. “And I’d rather say that your loss of magic has nothing to do with what happened earlier. Do you require for me to word it? Or do I Floocall Jeremy?” He added, while ‘and tell him to bring Harry here to keep you in control’ was left unsaid but implied with the way he looked back.
Voldemort scoffed.
“Have you had been any other Healer you would be under my wand.” He warned.
“I know.”
A chuckle left him out of his control, what made him frown in surprise at it.
“Very well, see what is wrong with me because this loss of my emotions… this amount of emotions is not normal when it comes to me.”
Antonin nodded, losing his playfulness face.
–MoMsL–
Voldemort arrived home as he did his best to restrain himself, only to find Harry and Edward by the entrance waiting for him. He tensed; he did not even have time to go change first? To pick a change of clothes? To…
Edward ran to him and hugged him.
“Bowfwied.” The boy eagerly claimed.
“Hello, Edward.”
“Welcome home, Marvolo.” Harry said and Voldemort looked up from the toddler to his black-haired, green-eyed lover. “I know that we have a no-work at home philosophy but there are things that we need to speak about.”
Voldemort nodded and followed Harry with Edward in his arms into the living room. He set down the toddler who run to his play corner, before Voldemort followed Harry to the round table.
“What is it that you need me to sign?” He asked once he was siting.
If it was work related, it was something he could do. He could keep a levelled head like this. He…
“I actually got a raise.” Harry argued deep red what made Voldemort raise a questioning look. “I know you joked about it during the battle but… afterwards the Aurors named me their Head Auror because I stepped up to the job when neither of them did it when the time was needed. I tried to argue that I only was in the Head Auror’s office because yours had been destroyed but they refused to listen.” Voldemort nodded as he thought over it. “I sent them to check all the laws that you implanted but were broken about Creatures and others.” Harry added, passing a hand through his hair shyly. “I sent John Dawlish to speak with the Goblin King to question about all the wrong doings that that they believe exist against their kind and Kingsley Shacklebolt the same but with the Vampires and Werewolves and other Creatures that had been wronged by the previous Head Auror.”
“Dawlish?”
“He hates Goblins.” Harry agreed with a shy shrug.
Voldemort scoffed in amusement.
“And he should be the Head Auror instead, should he not?”
“Yes. When I was running in to go help you before they took your body to the hospital to be healed, I literally screamed at him to grow some balls.”
Voldemort nodded as he thought about it.
“What about…?”
“They said that I could keep doing my work from your office, but that now I would have the added bonus work of the Aurors coming to me as their boss. They promised to help me with what I don’t understand and Lawyer Lestrange agreed to help me with the laws area. I’d still be your secretary/bodyguard and all that… if you want that is.” Harry passed a hand through his hair, looking sideways towards where Edward was playing. “After all you are both my boss and boyfriend. There’s probably some law against that and…”
Voldemort grabbed Harry by the collar and pulled him into a kiss.
“If there is then I will work with Jeremy to make sure we can work around it.” He promised against the swollen lips of his lover. “You know… I thought you would be mad with me when I would arrive.”
“Why?” Harry gasped out.
“Because I did not trust you.”
Harry frowned as his mind refused to understand it, then his eyes grew as his mind finally understood.
“Teddy, our boyfriend needs a reminder of how much we love him!” Harry called out. Immediately the toddler gasped in the toddler version of outrage and run to them, only to climb Voldemort’s lap and hugged him tight. “You are stuck with us both, you moron!”
“Mowon.” Edward copied and Harry snorted amused.