A/N: Sorry for the crappy French, I'm not fluent even slightly and this was made with Google Translate, if any of you are fluent feel free to correct me.

Narrator's POV

A week later at Riddle Manor, Harry was told to get cleaned, dress nicely, and meet him in his office in two hours.

When Harry arrived in the master bedroom, he stripped and had a bubble bath.

Once clean, Harry opened his large closet and selected a black leather jacket, a short, emerald green dress, black pantyhose as well as black heels.

Then, he went to his soulmate's office.

"You look stunning." Tom told him, as he entered the room

"Thank you." Harry replied, embarrassed

From out of nowhere, Tom handed Harry a single red rose and Harry's blush darkened.

Tom took his hand and they apparated, when Harry opened his eyes they were in a alleyway.

"Where are we?" Harry asked

"You'll see." Tom said, "Ouvert." (Open.)

The alleyway wall turned into a large oak door and they entered the room.

When Harry entered the room, he looked around in awe, he would never get tired of magic.

The room was as large as a ballroom; the ceiling had two large chandeliers; there were dozens of tables, full of people who were talking and laughing; and there was a woman singing in the background.

"Where in the world are we?" Harry asked again

"Welcome to Plaisir Céleste or Heavenly Delight, finest restaurant in Wizarding Paris." Tom answered, smiling

Within a few seconds a woman rushed up to the couple and escorted them to a table and gave them menus.

Harry read the list, it was completely in French.

"Tom?" Harry asked

"Yes, love?"

"I can't read this."

"Get the Baked Camembert, you'll like it."

Not even a minute later, their waitress returned and asked them if they knew what they wanted to drink.

"Nous partagerons une bouteille de Bordeaux rouge." Tom answered (We will share a bottle of red Bordeaux.)

"What'd you get us?" Harry asked, once the waitress left

"A bottle of red wine." Tom answered

"Wine? Is that a good idea?" Harry asked, not wanting to get drunk on what was technically their second date

"Don't worry I won't let you get drunk." Tom assured him, as the waitress returned with the bottle and two glasses

"Que voudriez-vous manger?" The waitress asked (What would you like to eat?)

"Il prendra le Camembert au four et je prendrai la Blanquette de Veau." Tom answered, then the waitress left again with their order (He will take the Camembert and I will take the Blanquette de Veau.)

"What did you get?" Harry asked

"I got the Blanquette de Veau, it's a soup-like dish, you'll see when it arrives." Tom attempted to explain

"When did you learn French?" Harry asked, the question had been on his mind since they arrived

"Before Quirrell, I possessed a French man, so I learned." Voldemort explained

Within ten minutes they had their food, Tom's Blanquette de Veau looked delicious and so did the Baked Camembert.

And it was, the Baked Camembert was as delicious as it looked, after their meal and two glasses of wine each, the waitress returned asking, "Quelque chose pour le dessert?" (Something for dessert?)

"Il aura la Tarte Tatin et j'aurai le Paris-Brest." Tom answered and she left once again (He will have Tarte Tatin and I will have Paris-Brest.)

"What did you get us?" Harry asked

"I got you a Tarte Tatin, it's like a flat apple pie, and I got a Paris-Brest, it's like a dessert bagel, you'll see."

Soon enough, the waitress returned with their desserts and they ate.

After they finished and Tom paid —he refused to let Harry pay— and they returned to the manor.

Harry made his way to his room smiling, and when he opened the door Nagini was on his bed.

"So, how was your date with Master?" Nagini asked

"Amazing." Harry happily sighed, placing the Rose Tom had given him in a cup...