Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Rowling, I am just enjoying myself.
This is a story I have thought a long time and I hope you will like it. Review it and tell me your opinions. I know it is a huge age difference, but it will work out in the end. I am sorry for any mistakes, English it is not my language. Takes place in the summer between the fifth and the sixth year.
Respects canon until sixth year. AU after that.
Prologue …
He was so old and so tired. And yet he would not give up fighting for the good of this world he was still living in if he could still hold his wand in his hands.
He regretted leaving his beloved England 200 years ago. A lot of things have changed He found it in the middle of a war, a horrible one.
But the most he regretted making his beloved little brother leave his friends, because of him he left them, to help him to save his love. That brought up an argument; "the so called fight everybody witnessed" was just a goodbye between friends, friends that knew, felt in their hearts that they were never going to see each other again.
The four of them were a team and he broke them of. He knew his brother and his friends have long forgiven him, but he couldn't forgive himself; not after he saw what happened with Their Houses. They were all divided, and the worst was the hatred between his brother's House and that of his best friend.
No wander he was punished by fate to live this long life and to see all others die, his wife, his son, his sister in law… He was alone and he deserved it . He caused this war, not intentionally, he couldn't know that making his brother leave, would cause his death. And he will never return to guide his students to the right path in life.
Without his brother The House of Serpents understood wrong the idea of ambition, and now they all were considered evil, thanks to that boy Tom Riddle, or how he called himself Lord Voldemort.
That boy was uttering insane. He did something unthinkable: he split his soul in seven parts.
He found out about this boy in three months more than Albus Dumbledore in years, but…well... he wasn't little Dumbly.
It was an only way to save him and the world. He had to make the potion, the most powerful one, the one that nobody except him could brew it, nor they knew the ingredients or how to obtain them. The one that would bound a person to a another, making them in loved with her, kind of like a love potion, but much more, because this potion also brought up the best in someone's heart; made them feel again, make it feel true.
In this new English society, however one thing amused him greatly and he discovered it when he was coming back from the apothecary in Diagon Ally: a young woman passed by him in a hurry and he heard a man shout behind him: "Merlin! Wait me1 Why you have to walk so fast?".
Surprised, he turned around to the man and asked him why he shouted after Merlin. The man looked at him like he suddenly has grown two heads and said that he should read a book and left.
So that was what he did: read a book… about himself. It seemed that he was catalogued as the greatest wizard of all times, they named their most distinguished honor:" The Order of Merlin". He didn't know how great they would believe him to be if they would know that he was to blame for the split of the four best friends in history or that he let his brother's reputation to be tainted for so long. But it still amused him to hear on the streets:" Merlin's beard!" or "Merlin's pants!"
He was hoping that he will find enough ingredients for the potion to last how much time he needed. About how he was going to give it to Tom, well… he had his ways. He was going to give in doses; too much of this potion would kill him. And he hopes it won't come to that or his and his brother's legacy will die out forever because his line had no survivors.
He just has to choose who to bound Tom with and he believes he has found the right person.