One month later:
Ron Wesley stared at them looking more incredulous by the second, "You-know-who and Harry Potter?"
The red head did the most logical thing possible, he left the kitchen, and came back instantly. He kept on repeating his strange behaviour over and over again, until he gave up.
"You're really here." He breathlessly said with wide eyes.
Harry smiled heartedly, "Hermione Granger, I suppose your girlfriend, told us to wait here."
"You know Hermie?"
Tom wasn't impressed with the read heads strange conduct and said with a drawled voice, "I wouldn't say that. More like Harry and Miss Granger spent the entire day together talking about-"
"S.P.E.W." Harry announced excitedly.
"Oh no..." Dread came over Ron's face and he rubbed his temples miserably, already feeling a headache coming up. His girlfriend had finally given up with her project of saving house elves, that didn't want to be saved, and then she runs into Harry Potter... Who also is interested in the subject?
What are the odds...
"What does it stand for?" Lord Voldemort asked.
Ron scratched his neck trying to remember, "Ehm..."
"Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare." Harry declared with passion.
"Right..." Tom nodded, trying to fake some interest in the subject. He took a sip of his tea and smiled awkwardly to Ron Weasley.
The boy stared back, clearly finding them distrustful, "But you're Lord V- V- Voldemort and apparently you've been living with him your entire life..." He pointed at Harry, "Why would you two be interested in the rights of elves?"
Harry giggled, "Actually Tom isn't interested at all. He's just pretending for my sake."
"You noticed?" Tom said, extremely shocked.
Harry smirked, "You're a horrible actor. It's obvious when you're not excited, but thanks for trying. It's cute." He landed a soft kiss on Tom's cheek.
Ron couldn't believe that the vicious man he was told horror stories about, was sitting in his kitchen, sipping tea and blushing from being complimented. Cute? Lord Voldemort was cute?
My entire life have been a lie, he muttered to himself.
At that moment Hermione came through the fireplace in the living room, excitedly screaming, "I'm back!"
She was covered in soot and her bushy hair was everywhere. Entering the kitchen she smiled, "Oh you're awake Ronnie."
"Yeah, thanks for not waking me up, when we've got the most famous wizards in the world, visiting our home." His sarcasm was dripping and Harry couldn't help it when he laughed.
Hermione chuckled and winked, "It's because you're so grumpy when you wake up."
Ron's face started getting red like his hair from embarrassment.
"Anyway, I found the books!"
"That's great Hermione!" Harry was almost jumping up and down on his chair. "Does that mean..."
"Yes." A wicked smile covered her face and Harry looked eerily similar.
"Awesome."
Ron nervously swallowed, "What's going on?"
"We're starting a news paper."
"What?" Both Voldemort and Ron asked at the same time.
"What about the baby? Stress isn't good you know..." Tom asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine and won't overwork myself."
"But why starting a news paper?" Ron asked.
"Because The Daily Prophet is propaganda and they've got monopoly on telling the news. We think it's important to have different news channels, that way the truth can be told even if someone tries to stop it. We plan on being that second newspaper that tells the true stories that The Daily Prophet tries to hide." Harry said proudly.
"You believe The Daily Prophet isn't truthful?" Ron sounded astounded.
"I know they aren't truthful." Harry gritted his teeth together. "Everything they're writing about me, Tom and the previous death eaters are all lies. They're trying to break the peace treaty. They want to send us to jail."
"Well no one was arrested for the crimes they committed. Those death eaters killed people!" Ron said angrily.
Harry narrowed his eyes dangerously, "So did wizards and witches on your so innocent and sweet side, but no one is claiming that they should be sent to jail."
"Because they did it for a good reason!"
"No, murder is murder, but it was war, either get killed or kill. The rules were the same for both of the sides. And it was only a good reason for the side they represented. Tom and the death eaters also thought they fought for a good reason."
"So what did your side fight for? Blood supremacy? You think that's a good reason?" Ron snarled.
"They fought for freedom! To take back power from the ministry because they abused it." Harry said rapidly, "However, the outcome was bad as we know, and now we must prevent it from happening again. If The Daily Prophet keep on spewing lies they could rally another war."
Ron nodded tiredly, "I guess your side have a valid argument that people should hear as well."
Hermione agreed, "I never thought about the background why the death eaters were created and went against the ministry... We were always told that they were pure evil, but after meeting you I know that it isn't true."
Harry smiled, "Thanks Hermione!"
"Okay let's do this then." Tom said.
"This is so weird." Ron muttered loudly.
"Don't worry Ronnie, this is perfectly normal." Lord Voldemort teased wickedly.
Ron was peering at the dangerous lord behind a messy amount of red hair, still not believing what was going on. Perhaps George and Fred was playing a prank on him? That made more sense than this...
"So who should join our secret mission?" Hermione asked.
Harry smiled, "My parents want to spend every waking moment with me, so I guess they'll want to do it and of course there's my sweet Tom."
Ron rolled his eyes.
"Hm... Oh, and Neville Longbottom could write about magical herbs." Harry said happily.
"You know Neville?" Ron asked surprised.
Voldemort sighed, "Oh don't even get him started. Harry grew up on an island and is excellent with plants, so he hangs out with that boy almost every day. They're obsessed about exchanging information. It's excruciating torture listening to them when they compare leaves and manure..."
"He's the one that introduced me to Hermione." Harry chirped.
"But how did you get to know Neville?"
"Draco introduced us. He knows about my passion for herbs."
Ron did a grimace, "Ew, Malfoy."
Harry's eyes went wide, "I forgot about Draco, we should ask him to join us as well."
"Not Malfoy..." Ron grumbled.
"Okay so... Voldemort, Harry, Lily, James, Neville, Draco, Ron and me. That's eight people." Hermione counted.
"Call me Tom, please..."
"Sure." Hermione said awkwardly.
"I think Astoria would like to join too..."
"Okay nine."
"Do you have anyone you can think of?" Harry asked.
"Hm.. Yeah, I've got some I can ask." Hermione answered.
"Great."
They all looked at each other with curiosity.
"Congratulations on the baby by the way." Ron smiled genuinely.
Harry and Tom smiled brighter than the sun, "Thanks Ronnie!"
Ron's smile faltered, "Don't tell me that You-know-who will call me Ronnie..."
Everyone ignored him, and Hermione changed the topic, "What should we call the news paper?"
Harry smiled, "What about Riddle?"
"I like it!" Hermione laughed.
"Tom, My Riddle..." Harry whispered into his lover's ear, "Do you also like it?"
"I do."
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