Voldemort's POV
In the two years since his take over things had started out rough with his new policies concerning muggleborns. Each muggleborn was assessed with their families at the first signs of magic and checked in on continuously. If the relatives proved to be abusive they would he placed with a wizarding family. They were given classes about wizarding culture and history before they were allowed to go to Hogwarts. They were allowed jobs in the ministry if their scores were high enough. Even one of Potter's best friends would be working for the ministry full time after her graduation.
Most of the resistance had crumbled when after Christmas of his fifth year at Hogwarts Potter vanished without a trace. No knew what had happened to the boy even with a two thousand galleon reward for information. Now he sat at his desk filling out paperwork.
A knock sounded at his door and he sighed tiredly as he said," Enter." Lucius Malfoy his Minister of Magic walked in with a man in grey clothing right behind him. Lucius said," My lord, this is Qrow Branwen a huntsmen for a world you had me researching. One of my letter finally got through and they sent him as an emissary."
He looked closer now at the one called Qrow. The man was tall with an athletic build and if he wasn't mistaken there was a sword handle in the middle of his back. The man then to his surprise pulled out a flask and took a swig of it. Apparently along with being a huntsmen this man was also a drunk. Just great. He asked," What are your world's terms with negotiating peace between our worlds?" Qrow yawned and said," I don't know you will have to ask old Ozpin. I'm just here to take you to him."
Voldemort raised an eyebrow at the man and asked," Why couldn't this Ozpin come himself then?" Qrow grinned and said," If I was to place money on something it would probably have to do with his hound going nuts again. He tried to give the assignment over to Wolf but the boy refused about a dozen times. Listen it won't hurt and you will be gone only as long as you want. I do have a schedule to keep so the kid will bring you back."
He was curious about this kid called Wolf that the man spoke of. Who in their right mind named a child that of all things?! Qrow grabbed him by his arm and darkness enveloped them. When the light returned they were standing in a strange courtyard. Qrow said with a smile," Welcome to Beacon..." He could tell the man was searching for something to call him. He sighed and said," Lord Slytherin. "
Qrow raised an eyebrow but said nothing else as he led him through the courtyard and into the building. As they reached a group of elevators one opened and a black haired boy in green shirt and black trousers rushed out. He acknowledged the huntsmen with a," Hey Qrow." There was something familiar about that voice but he couldn't quite place it. Qrow said pointing to Voldemort," This is Lord Slytherin from London, England. He's here to make peace with Ozpin. Lord Slytherin this is Wolf he will be your escort back."
Qrow stopped watching the boy with curiosity as the color drained from Wolf's face. The boy said," Uh... Qrow you remember that thing we talked about when I first returned. Well." The boy tilted his head to the side toward Voldemort.
Harry's POV
I had just returned from a hunt with potential huntsmen when Ozpin called me to his office. I walked out of my room and down the hall to Ozpin's office. Ozpin sat behind his desk looking over reports of his previous mission. I sat across from him and Ozpin said," Qrow will be here any minute with at man from your world. The only thing needed of you is to take him back after I talk to him." I frowned not really looking forward to seeing Fudge again. That man had made my last year at Hogwarts hell. He and Umbridge were the main reasons I came back to Beacon two years early. In fact I would start Beacon as a student this spring something I was quite looking forward to.
I said coldly," Something you should know Oz. Fudge is one of the biggest corrupt members of the ministry. He's in the pocket of the Death Eater Lucius Malfoy so be careful." Ozpin raised an eyebrow at me and I had the feeling that he knew something I didn't. Ozpin frowned looking at me critically before coming around his desk. He pulled my shirt up causing me to wife as the bloodstained shirt pulled at the forming scabs. Ozpin said in a tone that booked no arguments," First you need to go to the infirmary to get that treated. I'll let you know when you can take the man back."
I knew it was useless to argue with Oz because he would get his way on way or another. So I left his office intending to go to the infirmary that was on the ground floor. I came out of the elevator noticing Qrow who I greeted. Qrow said introducing the man next to him," Wolf this is Lord Slytherin from London England," that was all I heard as the blood came rushing up to my ears. Son of a bitch! I left the other world to get away from this guy.
Looking up instead of the faceless snake bastard I expected it was a young Tom Riddle in his mid thirties. The only difference between him and the diary Riddle was instead of blue eyes they were blood red. I asked," Uh... Qrow remember that thing we talked about when first returned?" I titled my head to Voldemort. Recognition flashed in them and I quickly stepped around him out of range for him to grab me. Qrow pushed Voldemort into the elevator the look on his face said we would talk about this later. When the doors closed I almost collapsed in relief. I needed to talk to Ozpin after his meeting I couldn't be the one to take the Dark Lord back.
