"Dear little Harry-" Voldemort said, hugging Harry from behind.
Harry replied expressionlessly, "Well, my big bitch Tom, if you dare to reach your hand down a little further."
"Okay, I stretched it."
"Very good, Nagini hasn't hunted yet today. I decided to take him to have a good meal." Harry opened Voldemort's hand, which was already exhausted, and a light of excitement appeared on his cold face.
"I'll take your big baby."
PS: Slow-burning, serious drama, partially OOC. All characters belong to JK.