Tom's face was blank as Harry walked up to him, the teen looked pale his eyes looked oddly dull for something that seem so vibrant it only when he the teen was close enough could he see the glamour around him. It was like a halo around his body that glowed faintly "Drop the glamour." Tom said to him, Harry obeyed rather too easily for the Dark Lord's liking but stood up, no bolted up when he saw the state that Boy-Who-Lived was in. his skin was pale like snow his eyes has dark circles around them like he hasn't slept in weeks apart from one hideous black eye. His lip was slip and swollen and bruises around his neck showed that someone has tried to kill him.

He moved from his throat down towards the teen, his Death Eaters were quiet for a change as they watched there Lord moved to the once bright beacon of hope "How did these?" He asked as he gently thumbed the bruise. Harry just looked up to him his eye watching every facial expression the dark wizard made

"The reason buries are from Dumbledore when he raped me the older ones are from my muggle family." He said, Voldemort hand froze as he looked at Harry and there was a few gasped from the Death Eaters who thought Dumbledore was goody two shoes.

"Why would Dumbledore rape you?" Tom asked him as he carried on stroking Harry's face as the teen nuzzled his hand

"Because I'm meant to be his." Harry told him

"Why have you come to me?" He asked, Harry took a step back out of Tom's reach and looked down at his feet

"I don't want to be his, he… he tried bonding me to him but it didn't work all it did was hurt him and me." Frowning at the dark haired youth The Dark Lord watched him sliver from the cold of the room, he waved his hand and caught a fur blanket out of the air and placed it over his shoulders

"Do you seek refuge from him?" Tom asked

"Yes."

Tom nodded and moved back towards his thrown, he pulled out his wand he stopped and thought for a moment before he tapped the arm of his thrown and watched as a small bottle rose from the arm. He picked it up and carried it over to Harry "Do you know what this is?" He asked the teen.

"No sir." Harry answered, Tom's mouth flickered into a smile before he popped the cork out of the bottle

"This is for blood adoption Harry, if holds a little bit of my blood and if you drink this you will become my son." Harry was quiet as he looked at the small bottle

"W…Why would you want me as your son? I know you. You have more interested in my as a bed warmer than a son." Tom growled at Harry and watched the boy shrink a little

"You would be more than a bed warmer and yes while it's true I would want you more than just a son but this is the warding world Harry most wizards or witches sleep with their family." Harry frowned and but his lip "You must know that?"

"No." Voldemort reached out and hook his fingers under the boy's chin

"How old are you Harry? 15, 16?"

"15." He whispered,

"You will be protected by my magic if you take this potion no harm will come to you, you will not have to fight in this war and by the time that old fool realised what has happen it will be too late." Harry looked up at him with worried green eyes

"But I will be you son and you will want children?" Harry whispered, Tom smiled at him softly as he rubbed his cheeks again

"None of it will matter Harry, most wizarding families are related to each other on some level. I have a question have you slept with Draco?" Harry blushed and looked away from him "Thought so, well you and Draco are cousins of sorts." Harry frowned as he thought how the Blacks are related to the Potters in some way. "Do not worry what Dumbledore and many others have told you were lies you have nothing to worry about."

Harry reached out and took the small bottle and looked down at the golden amber liquid "Will it hurt?" He asked softly

"I'm afraid it will." Tom told him as Harry looked up at him

"Will you hold though it?" Harry asked him, Tom smiled and moved behind him and warped his arms around him nuzzling his neck

"I will never let you go." He whispered, as Harry took the potion to his lips and downed the drink in one. "Everyone out I want to be alone with my son." The Death Eaters started to pile out as Harry started squirming as the potion took effect. Lucius walked up to them and looked at them

"Would you like to set very thing up for you son?" The blonde asked, Tom smiled at his right hand man nodded

"Yes Lucius that would be wonderful and can you please get him some clothes be fitting his new status oh and please find his muggle…family and kill them." Tom said as he looked down at Harry as buried his face into Tom's chest as he tried not to cry "Is that alright my angel."

"Y…Yes." Harry whimpered

"Is there something I missed?" Voldemort asked, Harry twisted Tom's shirt and gasped at the pain though out his body

"R…Remus he's mi…missing I…I think Dum..Dumbledore has hurt him."

"You heard him Lucius."

"I will get to work my Lord and none of this information will leave this building." He bowed and started to leave.

Harry's knees gave out from under him and it was left to Tom to hold him up, The Dark Lord carried him up to his thrown and sat down keeping Harry in his lap. Tom was amazed at how Harry managed not to cry out in pain he just held it all in and shook in Tom's arms "Your doing so well Harry." He told him as he gently rubbed the small of his back "It will soon be over." He smiled, he watched as Harry took on some of Riddle looks

"H…Hurts."

"I know my angel."