I want you

2. Shopping and meeting

I have edited this chapter a little bit so read it again if you want.

➳➳Third person POV➳➳

The next morning Harry woke up and decided to go shopping. He eats a fast breakfast and both girls and boys looks on him, not because of his scar, because of his look. The only thought Harry has about it is 'I can get used to this sort of attention'.

He makes his way to Knockturn Alley to buy a new wand and some clothes, he new that no one would try to attack him with his new appearance. He makes his way to the nearest wand shop and walk in
"Hello sir, I would like a new wand"
"Hello, may I ask about your name"
"Harry Potter sir, but I'm not who you think I am"
"You look nothing like him"
"I went trough my creature inheritance and fund out some quite interesting stuff"
"Okay let's start shall we"
He motions to Harry to follow him to the back of the shop
"I don't do any wands in advance, but let the users to pick cores and wood by themself. He shows Harry a table full with woods and tells him to hover his hand over the woods and pick them he feels a pull from. He ends up with elder wood, dark oak and wood from the womping willow, all three very dark and good at duelling. As liquid core he picks dark unicorn blood, basilisk venom and dark pheonix tears, those as well very dark and powerful. The solid cores he picks dark unicorn tail hair, dark and light pheonix feathers. He walks out of the shop and shall come back in two hours to pick it up and pay, so Harry decides to shop some clothing, and then go get his wand.

**two hours later**

When Harry have picked up his wand and have all his bags in his pocked he hurries to his room in the leaky cauldron to change.

This is what his wand looks like

This is his outfit

When he is done he apperates to Malfoy manor to talk with the dark lord. He walks trough the gates and continues trough the doors inside the manor. When he is inside he feel the most delicious smell on this earth, his mate, he just hope he isn't in the dungeons. Harry goes to the meeting room and makes an entrance that should do Snape proud. Within seconds every wand in the room is pointed at him, one a bit less steady than the others, Voldemort
"Crucio"
The spell hits Harry and to everyone's surprise he chuckles a bit
"That is not a nice way to welcome someone you know"
Harry smirks and continues in Parsel
~When I came in here I smelt my little sub, the last person I though was going to be my sub was you, the big bad dark lord, but I can't be more happy with it~
After some shaky breaths Voldemort said
"Who are you"
Harry's smirk grew
"Well how rude of me not to present myself. Hello Tommy, my name is Harry Potter" Many if the death eaters gasped at the nickname for their lord and that he is actually Harry Potter
"You look nothing like him"
~Ohh, watch you mouth little sub, you should know not to be rude to your dominant~
He clearly struggle to hold up the dominant act
"I don't know what you mean"
"Ohh, you do"
Harry smirks as he walks towards Voldemort, who by the way looks nothing like Voldemort but more of a older version of the Tom in the dairy
"And please can everyone lower your wands"
No one did
"Okay I put my wand here and I can do nothing"
Now a few of the death eaters lowered their wands and Harry walks the last few steps to Tom's throne
~Now my little snake. Raise~
He said using his Dom voice in parsle. Tom immediately raises to the shock of his followers, Harry took the seat and pulled the dark lord down in his lap. Tom tensed at first but soon the scent of his dominant became to much and he turned from his followers and snuggled into Harry's robes. Harry started to play with his hair
"What are you waiting for continue the meeting, Snape help me, what does he do on his meetings"
"Well everyone give rapports and if he isn't happy he crucios them"
"Thank you, and I'm truly sorry for my previous behavior"
He nods and he starts his rapport from the order of burning chickens and Dumbledore's "inner circle" and so the evening continues, with Tom whisper in my ear when I shall crucio someone and of course I do it wand- and wordlessly.