The Children of Light and Dark

Severus Snape's children were both taken from him, while he was brought believing they were dead. One was stolen by the Dark side, the other stolen by the Light side. Nikolai Potter and Keiran Riddle, both are truly are Snape, are the children of fate that would shape the future for wizards on either side.

Nikolai the Victory of the People and Keiran Little Dark One

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, everything is J.K Rowling's

Chapter 4: Light and Dark Magic

Keiran picked up his violin; it was a thing a beauty. It was black, as black as night with silver knobs. Vordemort wanted to get him one with jewels and gold but this one sang when he played it. It had always seemed to calm him, when his nerves were buzzing with a tense feeling. In his whole life he had only seen pictures of people but only to memorizing every fact about them to use against them in battle. But in life he had seen a total of five people. Vordemort, Bella, Lucius, and Dolohov seemed to be there but no one else. The fifth person was a muggle; one of his most memorable lessons the lesson to kill.

He was only a little boy, 11 years old, three years from today. He could kill with martial arts or magic easily. But knowing how to do it was much different than actually taking a life. Keiran seemed to have been born with a hard exterior, his expressions if he wished it to could be hidden from even his father, the greatest wizard in the world. That was the first time he had ever lied to his father as tried to be as cold and unfeeling on the inside as his outside. His head seemed to be pounding from the inside this time not from the Vordemort's anger, he was extraordinary pleased but from the bombard of feelings. Did the man have a family? Did he know he was going to die? Could he have done anything to save him?

But today he was nerves were going berserk. He wondered what Severus would be like. Draco told him much since Snape was his godfather, but what would be to him? He seemed as a great but strict godfather to Draco but to some he cold be quite nasty. Draco said he pity the person who ever retrieved the end of Severus's anger.

As he strummed at his violin, the music surpassing a phoenixes' song which Bella had told him once, he was ashamed, him the son of so a great father nervous of a Hogwarts teacher? He would make his father proud; he would take anything his new teacher would give until he could beat him, himself.

His thoughts were stopped as a blond hair pale boy burst into the room and jumped into the room.

"I know you nervous because Professor Snape is coming, but really playing your violin at 5am in the morning?" smirked Draco as he lounged his feet gracefully on the bed, "Not saying your music isn't wonderful, because it is still so bloody good but still…"

"It is 5am?"

"Not exactly" replied Malfoy not understanding the urgency of the question, "It is 5:45, why"

"I have to be the lessons room at 6 sharp!"

"Well that's what happen when you play your violin for 2 hours in the morning, I swear you seem to get lost in a dream when you play" teased Draco as he watched Harry furiously putting on his elegant back robes over his silk white shirt.

He then picked up a ring, the ring his father had given him on his 12th birthday. The ring had many magical abilities; there were 12 little black onyxes. Each of them had a magical ability; some were still locked by a charm from Vordemort. Vordemort told him that had put series of spells on it and you had to think to activate them if you were the heir, he had said it was the family ring. It was the ring of Slytherin. He quickly tapped in to his magical core and used his mind to activate a powerful glamour.

As soon as glamour was placed, Draco was stunned. It wasn't the first time he saw it but each time he marveled at the difference. For one thing Harry's silky black hair with highlights of pure gold strands, which had spilled over his head change to a pitch black equally as handsome but seemed to express and coldness and to have certain arrogance. His eyes were the only other thing that had changed was his green eyes with black speckle when caught in the sun changed to a bottomless black that you get lost in.

Nothing else needs to be change. Keiran had grown up with same teaching of any pureblood. He had shown only his true feelings to Draco, Aunt Bella, Lucius, and his father but for others he gave a cold distain and letting anyone know that he could kill them for any small offense. Draco hated even if he was brought up to do the same. This side of Harry was evil, an emotionless killer.

Draco followed Harry as he ran out the door, pausing a few meters away from the door when he composed himself. He entered with a lazily sauntering near his father, the minute the time hit 6 sharp.

Harry gave his father a cheeky grin as laid himself on a sofa then slowly turned head toward the teacher as if he was late and smirked as he looked at him from bottom to top as if he wasn't impress at all at his new teacher.

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Snape hated his life. First the Potter brat had begun his education at Hogwarts, which wasn't surprising but disappointing. What was surprising was that he turned out nothing like his father and was sorted into his own house three years ago, he couldn't even torment the offspring of James, not that it would be fun since there wasn't a time his nose wasn't in a book . Then he was called to the Dark lord's presents to teach a prodigy no one has ever heard of. For Merlin's sake wasn't one Overlord enough for this world?

The spawn of devil was arrogance could fill an air balloon probably. Draco had seemed to be the best friends with this boy but really this could only mean the end bloody world was coming. He was here to teach the bloody brat of Vordemort?

He couldn't even do anything with the dark lord inspecting the teaching.

Almost lost in his thoughts he heard his lord's voice ring out, "I want you two to duel to see if Severus is the right teacher for your level"

Keiran picked up his black wand out of the silver wand holder, he smirked as he replied, "Yes, Severus, lets see it you are the right teacher for me" spilling the words with arrogance of a child saying the first name of his teacher, and twirling his wand in one hand.

Severus gritted his teeth at the black haired boy as he gave a bow, the boy the same but a quicker one. Severus whispered

Sectumsempra, a scarlet light flash by Keiran who at the last moment step to side then quickly back just missing the second spell aimed at him, the blue fire spell missed him only stinging his cloths slightly.

Keiran only raised his eyes to meet Severus as he whispered Confringo and added a little of his own fire ability to cast a fiery blasting spell that had hit the ground near Snape as he dodged but blasting the floor to spray out.

"Obscuro, Petrificus Totalus, Incarcerous" calmly casted a furious Snape, the spells were casted so close together it had molded into a line that shimmered with the colors of the spell as it quickly hit Keiran

Keiran was quickly blinded by darkness as he felt himself freeze up and thick ropes tied him up from head to toe.

Severus waved his hand and Keiran felt the blindfolds disappear but not the ropes. He opens his eyes and using his element, the ropes burned away and he was able to move as he wished, but he knew the minute Severus had made him defenseless he had already lost. He bowed.

"I would be honored to be your student" Kerian looked sincere but spoiled the effect by adding a mischievous smile.

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Keiran was impressed; his new professor had raw magic which only few wizards had. Keiran had never been defeated so easily before not including practice duels with his father. He honestly wanted to make this man proud of him; his new teacher had degrees in both Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts, a rare thing for wizard to have degrees for two majors. Severus Snape was well known Potions Master. He was powerful but he was a spy for two men, Dumbledore and Vordemort.

Harry twiddle with his wand as he wonder why would such a power person become a pawn for two men? What did each have to use against him? Vordemort could torture him if he betrayed him but Dumbledore?

His thoughts were interrupted with Severus' voice. Keiran looked up to see Severus, his face was not old but weary, his hair not greasy but it drooped as if he hadn't known if he wanted to wake up today or not. Kei wonder if how terrible his life must have been if he chose the life of spy. He looked back at his teacher and reminded himself not to forget the lessons on controlling his fire magic with his father.

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The next couple of days, Severus had taught Keiran, his face remained devoid of any emotion, teaching Keiran spells he never knew before. Keiran didn't know that Dumbledore had ordered Severus to teach these spells to spawn of the You-Know-Who.

The spells were light magic; Dumbledore had met with Severus after every lesson. He told Severus to teach the dark son of Vordemort light magic. It was genius.

Flashback

"Are you sure that you are okay, Nikolai?" replied a concerned Dumbledore, "I know its hard being the Boy-with-the-Scar and The-Equal-of-the-Dark-Lord"

Ni, blushed, he hated the nicknames the publicity gave him, it stopped once he became Slytherin, the public put most of their trust and hope with Neville Longbottom. Only Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore and sister ever mentioned his ridiculous nicknames.

A big bang, Professor Snape took long hurried strides through the door; he goes over to Dumbledore and bends down to whisper.

"The dark lord has chosen an heir"

Dumbledore goes white and drops the teacup he was holding.

Crash!

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Nikolai looked back; he was getting his lessons for his elemental air control from Hagrid. Hagrid being the child of two magical beings, wizards with their magical core, and mother of a giant with them being close to nature, it gave him a small power of earth. He was closer to animals, not able to speak to them with words but he understood them he could also bring out the giant side of himself in anger and an ability to find rare natural earth resources easily.

Hagrid was uneasy because of the young Slytherin was so quiet and almost invisible at times but overjoyed to teach anyone anything.

Nikolai learn quickly on controlling his power, though he might have admitted, more from books in the Restricted area, Hagrid would sign anything, than from the lessons from the half giant.

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Nikolai stared out the window of his room in his houses dorm. He was thinking how now a day he was just slightly happier then he was use to. Ever since the heir of Vordemort and Neville Longbottom to up the newspapers then he was allowed back into the shadows. He had spent his time learning spells, any spells. He knew his parents Lily and James would throw a fit if they knew but he believe to totally be able to defend himself from dark magic he had to understand it.

He started to manipulate his teachers. For example he learned to be an Animagus from his Professor McGonagall, he was an illegal one. Professor McGonagall didn't re know he was one but that he was interested in them. His form was a black and golden feathered falcon with the same piecing golden eyes he had in his human form.

He learn spells, the most difficult light spells he could find, to the questionable grey spells and the even the dark spells that very few wizard knew in their whole life.

His flashback of his darkest secrets was interrupted as he heard Percy Wesley start approach him.

He quickly glanced around it was past curfew and didn't want to get caught.

Ni sighed thinking what could cause to duck into the abandoned girl's bathroom just to avoid a perfect.

"What are you doing here?" Myrtle replied as his her eyes widened, "You're a boy!"

Nikolai winced at her loud voice as he desperately motions her to be quiet. After a few minutes he heard the prefect's footsteps get farther away.

"So, what are you doing, as you can see this a girl's bathroom?" Myrtle retorted

The quiet boy looked up at her his hair over his eyes, and Myrtle felt something crumble, this wasn't any nasty child that had come to taunt at her.

Maybe they were somewhat alike? Not many wizards knew, probably not even Dumbledore knew of her dead parents or her uncle who was cruel with his words and her Aunt where nothing was good enough for her. But unlike other children who came to Hogwarts and finally found a home, here only more pain came. She had only a few specialties in magic.

But unlucky for her, her magic was in herbs and potions. No ever really noticed so she seemed to others from bother her own house and others as just a snotty little girl who complained? That was why she never moved on to afterlife because she decided if others wanted a snotty girl then she would give them one.

But this boy seemed different.

Nikolai felt miserable, he had never met this ghost before mainly because he has never ventured into the girl's bathroom but had heard that she was to be unbearable. Yet she seemed be almost looking at him with… pity? No one ever shown him pity, he seemed like he was going to cry but he didn't.

Ni never cried. He had heard that after a day after he was born he stop crying, if he fell he had picked himself up. When his sister had shown the signs of accidental magic and accidentally summoned him, he had smashed into a glass door, shards of glass had pieced his skin but he didn't cry. He just couldn't.

Myrtle floated down and asked, "Who are you?"

Nikolai stared back at her and wondered what to her. He finally decided, "Nikolai, my name is Nikolai."

Myrtle wondered what his last name was but decided if he didn't want tell her it was okay. Everyone had their own secrets.

Myrtle smiled, Nikolai smiled back instantly as a reflex, then he remember he had to get back to his dorm.

"Bye, see you late," spoke Ni, who would of guess his first friend was a ghost.

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