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Harry slept deeply and content once he heard the softly spoken words from the Dark Lord. He dreamt of Draco. Of Tom. Of the three of them together.
The night had been a revelation for Harry Potter. He had known, from that first meeting with Tom Riddle, that things were changing.
But the truth was, even though he and Draco had talked about it (at length), he never actually seriously considered that the Dark Lord would be attracted or have a desire for them. More specifically, him. Oh Draco was an attractive man to be sure, there was no doubt. But considering the history the Dark Lord and he had? He hadn't been 100% certain.
Tonight changed all of that.
He only stirred once he heard the door opening to his bedroom and felt a sleepy smile tug on his mouth. "Mm Draco?"