Harry Potter one shots

Tomarry

Welcome to a new story. I am writing one shots because I want to and I need to write something small. 

Harry was sitting in Dumbledore's office, just staring in shock, the headmaster had truly lost it. Harry couldn't believe that what had happened. The old man wanted to use Harry as a weapon! "My Boy, are you alright?" Dumbledore had tried to obliviate him. Since Harry was in second year, he had been able to throw off all mind manipulations. "Yes, Headmaster." Harry said with a fake smile, that must have been believable, hoping that Dumbledore wouldn't look into his mind and see the fakeness behind it. "Off you go, we can't have you missing potions class." Dumbledore sent Harry off to class, the grandfather mask firmly in place. On his way to the dungeons a Slytherin stopped him. "Hey, Potter, I have a message from Draco." A first year Slytherin gave Harry a note and was given a small candy in return. Harry carried small candies because of some of the first years who had anxiety and Remus's solution was chocolate, Harry carried it to help the kids, especially those in the DA. "Thank you Harry!" The young snake gave the older lion a big hug and a bright smile before running off to his next class. "Mr. Potter, so glad you join our class today." Snape sneered and pointed to the only open seat, in the back. "I was with the headmaster; I apologize Professor Snape." Harry wanted to talk to his professor, so he made the signal, a small wave of his wand while the tip was pointed at Harry. "Detention for tardiness Potter." Ron and Hermione were against the detention, but Draco laughed and made a joke about Harry being an idiot. Harry sat down and read the note. 'Scarhead. Come to the ROR tonight and bring your mask. Farret.' Harry smiled and wrote a quick yes on the paper and sent it to Draco. "20 Points from Gryffindor for cheating Granger!" Snape was upset at having to teach these dunderheads all the time. "Mr. Weasley if you can't make a decent potion, you should leave my class." Snape sneered at Ron who muttered greasy git under his breath. Harry knew what tonight would bring, in fact he had been planning this meeting since the graveyard and saw through Dumbledore's manipulations. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had been feeding him loyalty, trust, compliance, and love potions for a while and Harry was sick of it. At the end of class Harry stayed and waited for the students to leave before walking towards his teacher. "Come here Mr. Potter." Snape led them to his office where he took off the heavy teacher robes he wore. "Harry, tonight you will meet the feared lord Voldemort, you can't act like you normally do." Snape got a smile from Harry, who moved to Snape's lap. "I won't, but what if he doesn't listen to me? What if he thinks I'm lying, like you did?" Snape held the boy tighter and hated that he doubted Harry in the beginning. "He won't. He will listen and he will help you." Snape got a smile from the boy who only showed his true features when he was people he really trusted. Harry was barely 4' 5'' and was small for his age, not strong or muscular in any meaning of the word, and he looked more fem. "He is going to love you Harry, and I won't have you thinking any other way." Harry smiled and curled into a small ball and told Severus the story of what happened in Dumbledore's office to pass the time, keeping up with 'Harry has detention with the greasy dungeon bat' story. "The Dark Lord will not let anything happen to you; I won't let anything happen to you." Severus and Harry had a quite the shock when Harry had been sent to St. Mungos by a member of the order and Harry was given a letter from Gringotts. Harry had many potions and spells, and blocks and had a fake birth certificate and his real father was not James Charleus Potter, but Severus Tobias Snape! It was revealed that Snape had been obliviated by a powerful wizard, who could only Albus too many names Dumbledore. "Come on, let's get you ready to meet him." Severus held out a bag of robes, black obviously, but it had green stitching that brought out his eyes. When Harry went to the ROR to meet Draco, he was already wearing his new robes and had his mask hidden in his pocket and was under the invisibility cloak. "Hey, you ready for this?" Draco held his friend's hand. Draco and Harry made up after 4th year and the compulsions and potions were removed and Harry went to Malfoy Manor to talk to his real dad, he didn't want to go back to the Dursley's. The boys entered into the flooing room and went to the meeting room. The Dark Lord sat on his throne watching his followers, but his eyes landed on Harry and didn't leave, Harry got a mix of feelings coming from his scar. Tom walked over to Harry and pulled the mask away from the small raven boy. "My sweet." Tom led Harry to his throne and pulled him onto his lap. "Everyone leaves." Tom ordered his followers and then led Harry to his private office. "Tell, me kitten, why did you come today?" Tom looked at the blushing boy in his arms. "I wanted to help you; I just don't want you to hate me." Harry hid his face in Tom's chest and prayed that Tom wouldn't ask what he meant. "Why would I hate you?" "Because I was Harry Potter." Harry went to leave, knowing that Tom would hate him for sure now. "Why would Harry Potter come to my office?" Tom was angry, he just wondered what the savior of the light was doing in his personal office, going as far as to come to a manor full of Death Eaters. "Dumbledore took me from my real dad and he feed me potions and had blocks and compulsions on me." Tom pulled Harry closer and kissed his scar. "I am so sorry, my kitten." Tom pulled Harry closer, and the smaller boy snuggled closer. "Do you know what mates are, Harry?" Tom asked and Harry nodded shyly. " You're my mate." Harry hid his face and got a chuckle from Tom. "That's right Kitten and I won't let Dumbledore take you from me." Tom kissed Harry sweetly, sealing the promise to his sweet little mate.