Title: Colors of the Wind

Rating: T

Warnings: AU, OOC

Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter or DMC characters but the plot is mine

Revision: January 11, 2012

Tom M. Riddle, the Dark Lord too many caressed the pale flesh of his lovers hip. He was very reluctant to leave the soft folds of his silk sheets but he knew if he didn't he'd never leave. This was something he desperately needed to do. For himself. For his lover. For their baby. "I'll be back." He whispered before silently slipping out the bed. He spelled his special robes for the occasion on him. Loosening the top buttons he moved out the room, cloak billowing out behind him. He almost missed the soft words called out after him.

"Come back to me-us."

Tom smirked to himself, worry wart. Calling a selected few of his Death Eaters to him he announced the plan as they bowed before him. "Be swift, the Potter's die tonight and any who get in the way." With a crack they were at their destination, Grodric's hollow.

The events happened so fast Tom's head was spinning, even though he'd never admit it. Soon he stood over the body of Lilly potters body gazing down at the tiny baby who sat crying in his crib. Tom sneered in disgust his son was perfect and never shed a tear. He raised his wand intending to be rid of the last obstacle. The next he knew he was floating in an astral plan of wandering souls.

HPDMCHP

Lucius Malfoy stood besides his best friend, Severus Snape. "Sev," he said gently putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, "will you be alright?"

Severus shrugged off Lucius' hand, he loved the man like a brother but he really wanted to be alone with his son, "we'll be fine."

"All right." Lucius sighed and folded his arms across his chest, "I'll inform the others then."

Severus waited until he was sure his friend was out of hearing range before picking up his son born form his very own body. Dante looked nothing like him, taking almost all his traits from a repressed gene in the Prince line except his eyes, they were his father's. Severus had to smile at the soft babe, only a few knew of Dante's real parentage. Others thought he was another Malfoy, and that was ok if it would save his sons life he'd take on another's name. "I love you baby, but it would be best if you didn't stay with me."

At his words Dante scrunched up his face. His first tears ran down his soft cheeks. Sniffling his face turned a blotchy red as he sobbed a loud, Severus had to chuckle, Dante knew exactly what was happening. "So smart, you really are your father's child." He placed a kiss on Dante's white hair and inhaled the sweet baby smell.

When Dante was sleep and back in his crib, Severus donned his cloak to leave; Lucius knew exactly what to do. Now he had to play his part as a spy for the Light. And wait for his love to return to him.