Like Father, like Son
By: Hobblefoot11
Disclaimer: Still not mine
Authors Note: Forgive me if anything is misspelled, I don't have the books to check in. Also, Voldy changed Harry's name to Xander and Severus is 100% dark but pretending to work for Dumbledore.
Also, Frank and Alice never got tortured by Bellatrix and are part of the Order.
This is the revised version, June 11th, 2010
Chapter Four
***Order of the Phoenix Meeting – two hours later***
Albus Dumbledore arrived at HQ. He walked inside and headed to the kitchen, where Minerva, Remus, Kingsley, Jill, Gabriel, Alice and Frank were sitting.
Molly and Arthur were at home, Sirius was absent as well as three others.
Once Albus had taken his seat, he nodded to Kingsley who stood and gave a brief report. "Kyle is dead, Smith and Fletcher have been kidnapped, and Percy and Lillian were injured."
"Sirius?" Albus inquired.
"He's upstairs." Remus said quietly. "He said he had something important to do, and then he'd be down."
"Anything else?" Albus asked.
Jill cleared her throat. "The Three Broomsticks was pretty much destroyed, as was that Rent-an-Owl place."
"Albus, what do you think they'll do with Smith?" Alice asked.
He sighed heavily. "I believe they will do anything to gather information from him and-"
But the old wizard was caught off as Sirius flew through the door, carrying a photo. "It's Harry." He said, breathless.
Everyone looked at him, confused.
"They kid working for Voldemort (several people flinched) is Harry." Sirius gasped, flinging the photo onto the table. "Harry Potter."
***One Hour Later – the Burrow***
Remus, Molly and Arthur were all seated at the table. Remus was filling them in about the meeting they missed. He pulled the picture of Harry Potter out of his pocket.
Ginny Weasley came downstairs to the kitchen and poured herself some juice. She walked over to the table and saw the picture.
"It's Harry Potter," Remus said "The kid who kidnapped Aberforth."
Ginny looked at the picture. "Xander!" She blurted, then, realising what she had done, she clamped her hands over her mouth, horrified.
Remus and her parents stared at her. "You know him?" Remus asked, incredulously.
"Yes," Ginny whispered.
Fifteen minutes later most of the Order had assembled. Minerva, Molly and Arthur, Frank, Sirius, Jennifer, Moody, Albus, Bill, Charlie, Remus and Ginny were all present.
Remus spoke, seeing as Molly and Arthur were still in too much shock. "I took the photo of Harry Potter over to the Burrow, and while I was showing Molly and Arthur, Ginny came in. She recognized him."
Everyone looked shocked, but no one spoke. Remus turned to Ginny, signalling her to explain.
"His name is Xander Riddle." She said.
Just about everyone jumped. Albus looked at her curiously. How would she know about him? Voldemort hated blood traitors, and yet his son knew one? He needed more information.
"How well do you know Xander?" He asked.
She hesitated for a moment. "Pretty well. He's honest with me and stuff, but he never talks much about his home life."
"How old is he?" Minerva asked.
"Fifteen."
Bill and Charlie were both stunned. Their baby sister knew the Dark Lord's son? "How long have you known him, Gin?" Bill questioned.
"Five years." She whispered.
Silence fell in the room. "Ginny, I need you to tell me everything you know about Xander Riddle." Albus said firmly.
She sighed and began to speak, rattling off all the things she knew about him. "He knew how to Apparate by nine, he has an eagle Patronus and knows tons of magic, he's really intelligent. Like, he knows everything. He's a fast runner, and a good swimmer, and a great kisser."
The last part was said accidently. Ginny blushed, and most of the room exchanged looks of horror.
Molly fainted. Jennifer sat there, her mouth hanging open. Moody looked disgusted.
Albus looked puzzled and thoughtful. "What about his father?"
Ginny moved onto this next subject with enthusiasm, feeling terribly self-conscious. "He doesn't talk about him much, but he does love his father. Xander mentioned how he's into the Dark Arts, but he's not a Death Eater."
"Do you know his parents names?" This came from Remus.
"I think he said his mom was Bella, and his father's name was Tom. Tom Riddle."
***Voldemort's Castle***
Xander was standing in the torture chamber, Nagini draped over his shoulders. In front of him were two members of the Order of the Phoenix, Mundungus Fletcher and Winston Smith.
"Use the short one," Nagini hissed in his ear, "He'll break easier."
With a flick of his wand, Mundungus dropped from his metal bindings and fell to the floor. He groaned in pain and Xander grinned. He was just getting started.
"We can make this as painless as possible, Mundungus. All you have to do is tell me the location of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Xander whispered menacingly.
With a flick of his wand, Fletcher was rolling on the round, screaming in agony.
Another flick and the curse was lifted. "Just tell me, and the pain will stop." Xander promised.
"Don't tell him!" Smith shouted.
"Sliencio," Xander breathed.
Mundungus caught his breath and shouted "I'm not the Secret Keeper! I can't!"
A wide grin spread across the fifteen-year olds face. "Then tell me who is the Secret Keeper. Is it Albus Dumbledore? Minerva McGonagall? Come on. One name and the pain ends." He promised, casting a blood boiling curse on the man at his feet.
Smith struggled furiously in his bonds.
The curse was lifted and Mundungus screams were replaced with small whimpers.
"You think you've felt pain?" Xander whispered his ear. "You know nothing of the pain I can make you to feel."
***One Hour Later***
The door to the torture chamber opened and Severus strode in. "Xander, your father requests your presence." He told him.
Xander looked up, grinning. "Severus, take care of that, I've got all the information I can." He said, nodding to the mutated, mangled mess of the two Order members on the floor.
Severus nodded, resisting the urge to shudder. The grin on the young man's face scared him. It said that Xander loved the torture almost too much. Not that that was a bad thing, but it did scare Severus slightly.
Xander knocked twice on the door before pushing it open and entering his father's chamber, Nagini slithered in beside him.
Voldemort held out his arm and Xander walked over to him. He walked over and the Dark Lord put his arm on his sons shoulder, turning him to look out the window at the night sky.
"Some day it will all be mine." He whispered, then turned to his son. "I trust you gathered the information?"
"Of course, father." Xander said. "The secret keeper is Dumbledore, but you already knew that, didn't you?" He said wryly.
He shared all the information he had gathered, on members, events, strength and so forth.
When he finished his report, Voldemort sighed and turned his son so he was looking him in the eyes.
"In three nights, I will be accepting Scordo Chambers and Pallia Vargas into my ranks. Perhaps, Xander, it is soon time for you to get my mark as well."
And suddenly Xander's world came crashing down around him.
His father wanted him to get the mark? To be a slave? Xander carefully controlled his expression, but inside he was seething.
Hadn't Voldemort always seen Xander as his equal? What happened to all of that? Was he too much of a threat, so he had to be a servant? To his own father?
Thoughts whirled around in Xander's brain. What changed? He wondered, Did I fail some test in some way?
"Father, may I retire now? You know how torture wears me down."
"Of course, my son." Voldemort said, pulling his arm away.
Xander slowly retreated, fighting the urge to run to his rooms.
He meet Lucius half way there.
"Xander? What is wrong?" Lucius asked, worry evident in his voice.
"My father wants me to get the mark." Xander snarled, before pushing away and flat out running to his rooms.
Lucius stood there shocked. Voldemort wanted to be the master of his Xander? It made no sense.
He went to find Severus and Bellatrix, but Severus met him just around the next corner.
"What is it, Lucius?" Severus asked at once, seeing the expression on his friend and fellow Death Eaters face.
Lucius sighed angrily. "Xander is in quite the state. The Dark Lord wants Xander – his own son and heir- to get the mark, to serve him."
Xander marched down the hallway, meeting only two Death Eaters, who quickly stepped out of the way for the angry teenager.
He thrust open the doors and marched outside, and as soon as possible he Appartated.
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