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" I will have you. You can fight or not but you will be in my possession. I'm coming for you my Harry," Voldemort whispered.

Harry woke up in a cold sweat.
'What the hell did I just dream' Harry thought.
Harry sat up in bed and looked towards the clock. It was only four in the morning. Harry groaned and flopped back on the bed. It was way to early for this. Harry pulled the covers down and silently walked down to the kitchen for a glass of water. He silently padded down the stairs so as not to wake up the Dursley's. Harry grabbed a glass from the dishwasher and filled the glass. Just as he finished rinsing the glass and putting it away in the cabinet, he heard a creak from the front door.
Harry grabbed his wand out of the waistband of his PJ's. He slowly crept to the kitchens swinging door cracking it slightly. The hall was completely dark. Harry crept into the hall, wand ready.
Harry couldn't see anything in the darkened hallway, except the open door. Harry cautiously went to the front door glancing out. It was brisk outside even in the summer making Harry's small frame shiver since he had no shirt on. Harry closed the door quietly walking back to the kitchen. He closed the cabinet door and climbed back up the stairs. Harry sighed falling onto his bed, his eyes closed, placing his wand on the bedside table. He leaned back onto his pillow only to feel a gag being put in his mouth. Harry opened his eyes, struggling to free himself from the strong hands that were binding his hands in front of him. Bruises started to form on his arms. "Idiots, I told you before we came, not to harm him," Voldemort yelled.
Harry turned his head to who spoke. He gasped; it was an older version of Tom. Riddle. He looked about thirty, dark hair, but his eyes where still red.
Tom pushed his lackey's away. Grabbing Harry's barefoot. Harry started to struggle. Tom grabbed Harry's hands.
"Calm down, I will not kill you," Tom said. A glint of lust showed up in Tom's eyes, "I've found a reason to kept you, alive"
Harry's eye's widened with realization. Whimpering Harry tired to escape the strong hands.
"Hold him and if you cause anymore bruises on him you will be sorry," Tom growled. His servants grabbed hold of his arms while tom bound his feet in silk.
Tom didn't want whelps on his pets' skin. He stood back to see his vision of beauty. His new acquisition was still struggling against the bonds, his eyes wide with fear, and the sound of whimpers could still be heard with the gag. The fear only made Harry more beautiful like a crystal that could break. Harry's pale skin, rosy lips, wide green eyes, and small frame made him seem like a porcelain doll.
No doubt though, his Harry was strong. Stronger then Dumbledore eve. That's why he was taking Harry, to grantee that Harry would not be able to fight against him. Maybe the boy would even help him in the war. He doubted he would need the help or even want his pet to take part in this war.
"Shh, pet. No harm will come to you," He whispered. He gathered the small struggling boy into his arms.
"Let's go before anyone realizes we're here and taking a very precious parcel," Tom said smirking down at the squirming Harry in his arms. They walked out, past the apperation wards. Tom cradled Harry closer to him and apperated to Riddle manor.
They stalked into the manor; the hall filled with expectant Death eaters. Tom walked to his throne and placing Harry on the large pillows placed next to the throne.
"Stay," Tom whispers to Harry.
Tom faces the crowd, " We have assured that we will win the war. With Dumbledore's savoior at my side as my consort the prophecy will be effectively avoided"
Cheers exploded in the hall.
Tom looks down to the pale boy shivering on the pillows. Tom takes off his cloak and placed it around his shoulders.
"Wouldn't want you to grow ill now would we pet," tom whispered.
It's to be known by all my followers that my mate is to be respected. You will stop his if he tries to escape but he is not to be harmed or disrespected," Tom yelled to his servants. Tom sat in his throne while the death eaters discussed the latest news.
Tom leaned over, untying Harry's feet. " You are to say on these pillows, do you understand me, " Tom says placing his hand on his head, " If you do try to escape I will be very angry. " Harry nodes his head and half lies down on the pillows.
"Good," Tom replies kissing his forehead.
Harry pulled down the gag and untied the white silk. Tom turned around to discuss a political issue and Harry saw his chance. He slowly crawled back off the pillow, sneaking into the hallway behind the throne. Harry leaned against the wall trying to get the silk off his hand; he threw it on the ground. He glanced down the hallway, it was very dark but it led to the door to the outside.
"Barefoot, shirtless, and wandless. I have a god chance escaping just like hell has a good chance of freezing over," Harry mumbled. He walked towards the doors shoving against the door; a blast of cold air and rain drenched him. He shivered knowing he would regret trying to escape in this weather.
Harry glances back to see that tom has just noticed him missing. Tom looks up to see him missing. Tom looks up to see Harry at the door. Harry's eyes widen and he runs out the door into the freezing rain.
Tom walks out, casting an impenetrable charm for the rain. Harry runs across the wet flied. He doesn't see a hole, trips, and falls, twisting his ankle. Tom walks up and cast the impenetrable charm to cover Harry too. Harry looks up into the eyes of a decently mad Tom.
"If you had stayed on the pillows pet, I would have been more inclined to trust you. But as I is I will have to take further measures to kept you," Tom hissed angrily as he looks down at a soaking wet Harry. Harry looks down at the ground and sneezes.
Tom sighs, "And now you've gotten yourself sick." Tom takes off his clock and wraps Harry in it, picking him up and resting him on his hip. Tom stalks back into his throne room.

Harry bursts out of Tom's arms.
"I am not some pet of your's. I want to go back home and I will fight you and any other person who gets in my way. So move aside Tom," Harry shouted as he backed away from Tom. The death eaters made a tight circle around them. Trapping him inside the ranks. Harry backed up, he knew he would have to face Voldemort one day but not like this. He hopped he wouldn't have to use his wandless magic to get him out of this. "There is nowhere to run Harry, just give up. I'll take you upstairs to get something to eat and a new set of pajamas to stay dry in," Voldemort tried to reason with the teen.
Unbeknownst to Harry, Snape was wand ready behind him. Harry keep backing up until he ran into Snape. Harry turned around just as Snape pushed him into Tom's waiting arms where Tom held Harry tightly. Tom nodded to Snape who cast an exhaustion spell on Harry. Harry would have collapsed as Tom swept him onto his him. Tom started to carry Harry upstairs.
"This meeting is adjourned; everyone may leave except the appointed guards. Whom I trust will guard the manor from intruders and a certain person from trying to escape… again. Go home, rest, we take over the wizarding world soon," Tom yelled. Everyone leaves and exits the room-leaving tom and harry.
"Please, tom, let me go home," Harry pleads tiredly.
"No Harry, you're here to stay, your tired, wet, and sick. Besides I would never send you back to those horrible muggles or that manipulative Dumbledore," Tom replies.
"No, I don't believe in your ideals. I'm suppose to be the savior, marry ginny, and have kids," argues Harry softly.
"You will not have to be evil you just won't be the savior. You can still have children. With me of course, not this ginny. And if you want her stay alive you won't mention her again," Tom growls walking up the stairs.
Harry sighs.
"What's the matter Harry," Tom asks quietly.
" I'm only fourteen, I don't want to be a consort, I'm too young, plus there is an age difference," Harry argued.
Tom chuckles, " You are not too young to be a consort. As for the age difference older wizards generally marry younger then themselves. There is twenty years difference between Narcissa and Lucius. Don't worry pet, I'll take good care of you, you will want for anything"
"Stop calling me pet. I'm not owned by you or anyone. And I demand to be let go. If you don't the headmaster, Sirius, and Remus will barge in here with the ministry to tackle you down and kill you," Harry rebelled.
Tom laughed, " No one knows the location of this manor. Not even my death eaters. You should know your parents and their friends were always on my side. Dumbledore lied and killed your parents."