Hi, this is Chapter 2. I hope you enjoy it.
Harry meets his biological father again.
So then...

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Harry just looked puzzled at Black, who was still looking at him strangely. "You don't have to make up your mind right away, of course. It's enough if you might come with me. And as I said, it's not a trap, nobody will harm you." He still wasn't sure what should be true and what shouldn't. Reluctantly, he began to nod slowly and Black grinned broadly again. He stepped up to the Potter boy and asked, “Shall we Apparate?” Harr winced a little when Black gently grabbed his arm and a soothing tingling sensation surrounded the Gryffindor. Regulus felt this too and he felt a strange urge to want to caress the little one's lips. Then suddenly he couldn't hold back any longer. Something magical united the two. Regulus lips sealed themselves with Harry's, the Gryffindor much in a kind of trance.Only when Regulus gasped softly: "Harry." Harry jumped to the side in shock. He had turned slightly pink and avoided looking the older man in the eye. "Forgive me.", Regulus said a little disappointed and licked his lips with relish. Harry didn't know why, but this man exuded such comforting warmth ... Harry didn't know him for a quarter of an hour. Well maybe a little longer.
"Okay ... let's hear it." Harry said a little nervously and felt that tingling again when Regulus grabbed his arm again. A few seconds later they were in a large drawing room that was currently deserted. Harry sensed the Dark Lord's presence and began to shiver a little. What if he let himself be fooled and was now trapped? "" Don't worry little one. ", Regulus said soothingly and put his hand on the young lord's shoulder. Immediately the boy felt better at Mute again. Regulus pointed to the door and so the two of them left the salon.Now they were standing in a long, wide corridor, where paintings and statues of the Slytherin / Gryffindor ancestors hung and stood everywhere.
Regulus stepped with Harry to the door behind which Voldemort's office was. He knocked. "Come in." It came cold from inside and Harry ran ice cold down his spine. Regulus nodded encouragingly and entered. "MyLord, I brought him with me." Reluctantly Harry entered the office. Had he not been so afraid of the future, he would have probably been enthusiastic about the wonderful furnishing of the office. "Lord Harry Tom Riddle." Tom said with a broad grin and stepped up to the young man. He held out his hand. Harry only took a few steps back, Voldemort just laughing uproariously. "Tz ... tz Harry ... do you think I would hurt my son," he said with particular emphasis.
Harry still didn't feel very well, which was probably also due to the strange aura in this office.
But strangely, it wasn't fear that he felt.Harry started shaking slightly again and Regulus put his arm on his shoulder again, reassuringly. "It's alright Harry," he whispered softly to him and in fact the golden boy relaxed again. Tom nodded and said, "I can understand that you don't trust me. But don't you wonder that your scar doesn't hurt in my presence." "Yes ... but ..." Harry said carefully and dared it doesn't take his eyes off Tom. "Did you tell him everything?", Tom asked at Regulus. This nodded. "Good," said Tom, scratching his chin, "Harry, I severed the connection between us. I've tried several times, but Dumbledore has always put me down. He wanted our connection to work so that you can spy on me on the one hand and become weak and sickly on the other. I was pretty sorry. If I could have prevented it before ... "Harry saw warmth, sadness and confidence in Voldemort's eyes, something that even Regulus could do has never seen his master."Thank you Regulus for bringing him here," Voldemort continued. Harry, it's an honor to see you again. You are one of my heirs and I ... I want you, if you give me the opportunity, to be a father that neither I nor James were ever allowed to be to you. "The cold aura that Harry felt died away and suddenly he felt a soothing warmth here too." Dark Lord. "said Harry fearfully and knelt down," I accept this gift with thanks and ask you to join your ranks. "Tom nodded:" Harry, as my son, you are allowed anywhere to speak to me Tom. You will now also be the master of the Death Eaters, they are only allowed to address you with MyLord or Master. "Harry nodded proudly." Only the closest Death Eaters and your best friends in our ranks are allowed to speak to you privately with Harry. "Harry nodded again," May I ... where to stay here for a while? "he then asked." And the school? "asked Tom, eying Harry uncertainly."It's autumn break tomorrow ..." Harry reported. Why did he want to stay here so badly? Why did he trust Voldemort so much? Was it the spell that suddenly seized Harry? Harry sighed. "Tomorrow I have a Death Eater meeting. A good opportunity for them to meet their new master and you for your subjects ... Regulus, accompany Harry to his room ... the luxury room with its own bathroom and house-elves on the third floor." Master. ", Said Regulus and went into a half bow.
Still a little confused about his own behavior, Harry walked out of the office, Regulus leading. "So young lord do you believe me now?" Asked Regulus, telling Harry again. "Yes ... probably ... even if it still sounds so incredible, so strange ... but please Regulus, do me a favor and do me privately." "Very well ... MyLord.", Said Regulus and his lips curled a little.
Harry felt a little silly to be addressed by his new title.Shaking his head and amused, he walked down the coridor on the third floor with Regulus and they landed in front of a door. Regulus tapped the wand twice and held the door open for Harry. “Your room master.” Harry looked at the room with his mouth wide open. This room really was more than words. A large four-poster bed with comfortable bedding stood on a pedestal. A large closet, mostly black, sat next to a long desk. Lots of bookshelves with hundreds of books from> Potions for Beginners to> Using Black Magic> You can see him standing there and smiling.