Previously

" I'll go pack. Come on George. " He spoke softly and took the twins hand which was standing next to him and lead him out of the room.

Chapter 8
Hadrian's POV.

I laid Fred down slowly on the bed, careful not to wake him up . I set a sleepy George next to Fred and stared packing most of the twins things.

" Harry what's gonna happen now? " Georges meek voice came from the bed.

I looked over at him and saw he was barely able to keep his eyes open. I put the shirt down that I folding and made my way towards him, I sat in the bed and ran my fingers through his hair.

" I don't know know George but I can tell you things might might be better for us now ,why don't you go to sleep, I'll wake you up if I need my protectors with me. " I spoke softly and laid a kiss on Fred and George foreheads as they lay together.

I sighed and packed the last of the twins things in a suitcase I took from Ginny's room. I looked over at the twins and made my way towards my room quickly throwing my things into a suitcase ,making sure I kept my guns at the bottom of the suitcase hidden.

I stopped for a moment and tried to grasp everything that has happened in the past few hours, really though it was all to much for me, my life has been simple and plain and now I'm going to live with the Mafia.

I'm going to live with the Mafia...... and all because James Potter does not want his children, his own flesh and blood. He threw us out like a bag of trash, he didn't even care that we were going. The worst part was that I did not know how to explain this to the twins. They don't exactly have the closest relationship with their parents but there is still a bond which will be broken all because of me. I am the worst brother possible. I grew up with  no parents to love and take care of me and I wanted for the twins to have a relationship with their parents. But it looks like it was not meant to be ,I glanced at a picture on the wall of me and the twins at the beach, smiling and waving at the camera ,no the twins didn't need parents who don't care about them, they have me and I'll do my best to protect them, even if it means my life.

In a rush of packing ,not knowing how long the Slytherins will give me I accidentally knocked something off the table which rolled under the bed. I huffed out a breath and bent down on my knees trying to reach the object under my bed. I had almost reached the object when a smooth voice spoke behind me making me hit my head against the underside of the bed.

" Well isn't this a wonderful view. "  a smooth voice spoke.

"ow. " I managed to hiss out before jumping up and spinning to face the source of the voice. My face heating up because I still only had on a shirt and when I had bent down giving him a full view I know we he must of seen the lace heart pants I wore.

I looked up from under my lashes and saw Voldemort leaning against my door frame observing me. I know ow I should of very creeper out to have him watching me like pray but I...... sort of liked his attention to be in me.

Voldemort pushed himself off the door frame and made his way inside my room looking around. I stood still and silent not knowing what to do.

I held my breath when he stopped behind me and I could feel his breath against my neck.

" How's my kitten doing so far?" he spoke his lips brushing the skin behind my ear and I couldn't help but lean into the touch. Two arms came from behind and encircled my waist pulling me back flushed against his chest as he continued to lightly run his lips over my neck but not kissing it .

" I-im not y-you're kitten. There's nothing soft about me. " I spoke through clenched teeth though I'd did not know if the reaction was because of him calling me a kitten or if it was because he had such an effect on me.

" Oh but you are, you see since the moment I saw you at the cafe you belonged to me and our little....meeting at the club just made my decision final. You belong to me. You are mine. " he voice grew louder as he spoke and he spun me around at the end of his speech crushing his lips against mine as I got pulled closer into a firm chest.

As much as I wanted to resist I didn't, I had no idea what was wrong with me but I had the feeling I should just enjoy what I got coming my way. So I did the only thing I could think of. Since all my senses were clouded over by lust all I could think of his body against mine.

I kissed back, just like that day at the club, I let myself go and enjoyed the moment. I gently pushed him back keeping our lips locked in a heated and passionate kiss until the back of his knees hit the bed and I gave a hard shove making him fall back, breaking our lips apart but he grabbed me around the waist and I landed on top of him on the bed.

I sat up and straddled him and leaned up towards him and kissed my way down his neck trying to leave a mark, I was still a bit new to this and did not know what to do. But I followed my instincts, hopefully they were right this time.

I pulled away from his neck and was proud to see that there was a big purple mark on the side of neck but I only had several seconds to be proud as the back of my head was grabbed and lips mashed against mine again, tongues dueled for dominance but I eventually lost and he won, after several more minutes of snogging I pulled away in desperate need of air and I was left panting looking down at him as he looked up at me.

I could only image what I looked like, lips bruised and swollen, cheeks pink, eyes wide and my hair a mess of where he ran his hand through. Voldemort on the other hand was hardly a hair out of place, his breathing was a little faster than normal, nothing like the panting I was doing.

" I um think I need to finish .....packing.....alone. " I stuttered out as I quickly got off him ,not quit sure of what to make of the situation.

After all making out with Lord Voldemort, the leader of Slytherin isn't in your normal daily routine, let alone twice.

" Of course. " he spoke sitting up on the bed and making himself comfortable leaning against the pillows ,making no move to leave at all.

Instead of making a fuss I continued to pack my things as I felt the yes of him watching my every move. He was quite the whole time and never said a word just watching me. When I was finally done I let out a relieved sigh and Voldemort finally moved, he got up the bed and walked out of the room not saying anything or looking at me before he left. I stood their staring at the door trying to make sense of what just happened but couldn't. I shrugged my shoulders and moved towards my bags when Voldemort and a man came in, he went straight towards my bags picked them up and walked out of the door, Voldemort stood by the door watching me with damn smirk on his face and his eyes traveled up my body's length, my face instantly went a cherry red blush as I remembered that I still did not have any pants on.

I quickly dashed to the trousers I had set out earlier but completely forgot about them and hurriedly put them on. Not caring that Voldemort might have seen my lace women's underwear. I was not ashamed in the least..... or that's what I keep telling myself.

" Shall we. " I looked up as Voldemort spoke and gestured with his hand for me to walk out of the door first. I frowned but complied and walked towards the twins room and saw that their bags were gone as well. I let my eyes roam over them to make sure they were not hurt or injured, pleased that they were OK I turned and gestured for the grey eyes man to come closer to me.

Once he was standing next to me, eyes curious,  I gently lifted up Fred and placed him the grey eyed man's arms, eyes wide he looked at me.
I would not let anyone else keep them, I didn't trust Voldemort but I trusted his followers less.

" I do not keep children. " he heatedly whispered.

I rolled my eyes at him and correct Voldemort into holding Fred properly, even though he looked very uncomfortable holding a child I had to hide a smile. Who knew a Mafia leader would be afraid of children. Fred on the other hand though instantly cuddled closer to grey eyes man with a content sign.

I picked up George and held him in my arms and gestured with my free hand for him to lead the way as he had done earlier. With a glare he walked out of the room and I followed. My family was no where to be seen but I didn't care I followed Voldemort and almost tripped when I saw we were being led towards a sleek black limo parked on the other side of the road.

We stopped by the doors when the driver came around and opened the doors, Voldemort held out a hand for me gesturing that I should enter first, I gave him a look before I hesitated and climbed into the car with a sleeping George.