Warnings in whole fic: Slash, Male Slash, Mentions of Rape, Crossdressing, Crossdressing Harry, Time Travel, Age Regression/De-Aging, mentions of family abuse, Lemon, Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Rough Sex, Not Beta Read

Story dedicated to Riddle-Snape

"Talking"

'Thinking'

–Parseltongue–

Dream/Memory/Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

-Chapter X-

Harry apparated with Serena to Malfoy Manor, entering the house with the girl in his arms. It hurt to do this, but he and Snape had agreed it was the best long ago.

"Evans?"

Harry stopped at seeing Voldemort in all his serpentine glory. It was the first time that the man approached him like this. Harry leaned Serena on the floor.

"Go compliment Bran, sweetie."

A little tentatively, Serena approached Voldemort who leaned down to let her hug and kiss his cheeks.

"Your different." the girl mumbled.

Voldemort nodded, picking her up to his arms and looked at Harry with a raised eyebrow.

"My niece agreed to watch over her while I have to do something... I don't know for how long I'll be out, but..."

"I'll make sure nothing happens to her." Voldemort promised.

Harry nodded thankfully, before approaching and kissing Serena's head.

"Be a good girl to Bran, okay?"

"I will, mummy."

Harry nodded and turned around, leaving. If Voldemort saw his tears the man didn't comment it out…

Harry apparated to Privet Drive where Severus was already waiting for him.

"Did it...?"

"I just sent you to the past."

Harry nodded and Hedwig appeared on his shoulder as he took his old trunk out, enlarging it. Snape gave him a potion that he took, only to fell on his knees in pain as his body shrank back to a 15 year old body and his female features turned back to male ones.

"Damn that hurt more than I thought it would've..." Harry whimpered his voice back to normal.

Snape helped him stand and offered him back his old glasses, but without graduation. Harry accepted them, putting them on. He would miss his daughter the most...

"BOY!"

Harry shivered as if 60 years hadn't passed between the last time he had heard that voice. Snape stepped forward and put himself between Harry and the newcomer.

"Dursley!" he hissed threateningly.

Uncle Vernon stopped at seeing Snape and looked at his outfit immediately recognising what he was.

"I don't want anything to do with your kind."

Snape looked back at Harry and then at Uncle Vernon.

"It's not what it seems to me with the way you touched him. Be certain it's not just the muggle world who punishes such acts." Snape threatened before grabbing Harry and apparating away to Black Manor. He took Harry up to a room and when everyone tried to follow he closed the door on their faces.

-NEA-

Sirius looked up when Snape entered the kitchen.

"He was raped, wasn't he?" he limited to ask when everyone else stood ready to make questions and shutting up any other question.

"By his muggle uncle." Snape agreed.

Sirius nodded.

"How is he physically?"

"Good."

"How bad is his fear?"

Snape sneered.

"A mere look or sound made his magic snatch at me."

Sirius passed a hand through his hair.

"Thank you, Snape."

Snape nodded and turned around, leaving. The Weasleys turned to Sirius wide eyed.

"How...?"

"Recognised the signs. Have an aunt that was raped at 5, until this day she still fears being touched without warning. She is married to Voldemort... But she is Lighter than any of us is."

"How can you be certain of that if she is You Know Who's wife?" his godson's friend, Ron, demanded.

"She was the one who taught me to not be a dark wizard like my entirely family." Sirius explained making everyone gape. "I only saw her with her husband once. He over protects her and hides from her the darkness in the world. If something happened that he knew she wouldn't like he made sure she didn't knew about it." Sirius stood, stretching. "I don't want any male in the room or even on the other side of Harry's door. And if Harry by any case shows that he needs to be left alone the females will leave him alone as well." He ordered, looking directly at Molly at saying it.

The witch nodded and grabbed a frying pan to cook something for Harry. Sirius left, turned into a dog and run to Harry's room, entering slowly and not approaching his godson but still giving him protection.

-NEA-

Voldemort looked at the newspaper where Vernon Dursley was sentenced to Azkaban for rape and child abuse. Harry had been just as badly treated as his Evans had been. If he would've won the war by now then no muggle raised would have to live like that.

"Bran?" Voldemort looked up, there were only two people who called him that. "Is mummy going to stay out much longer? Cousin Cissy doesn't answer me..."

Voldemort looked down at the newspaper with a frown as the girl approached, looking for answers. Why had Evans left? Where had he go? And why did he left Serena behind?

"I do not know, Serena." Voldemort answered, not knowing how to act around the toddler. She was his daughter and he had no idea what to do; what she liked, how a toddler should be taken care of... Nothing at all.

Serena put her hands on his leg and pulled herself up to his lap, leaning into his chest before starting to cry. A little unsure Voldemort passed one arm around her. She surely acted like her 'Mummy' and knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it from Voldemort.

-NEA-

Harry looked up when Dumbledore entered his room, the man was with a sombre look.

"May I come in, Harry?"

Harry nodded, sitting straighter on the bed. Dumbledore pulled a chair, sitting before him.

"You don't need to be sorry, sir. I know you thought by sending me there that my uncles would take care of me, it's not your fault that they don't know what a human being is."

"You're accepting it very well, last person I met never passed over it."

Harry shrugged.

"It's my life, no one is going to dictate it for me... Ever again."

Dumbledore nodded.

"I have news from the ministry, as your family was declared incapable they looked for your next kin... As Sirius is your godfather they are sending you to his aunt, Jade Riddle." Harry's eyes grew tensing. Dumbledore couldn't be serious. "She won't let anything happen to you. Not even from her husband."

"Sir..."

"Jade is a singer at one of Diagon Alley's café. She has a daughter with 4-years-old. She doesn't approve of her husband doings. You'll be well taken care of in there."

Unsure what to do, Harry nodded.

"How...?"

"Voldemort was human once, Harry." Dumbledore answered with a smile, thinking that Harry was talking about Evans and Marvolo.

"How will I go?"

"Severus is friends with Mrs Riddle, being young Riddle's godfather himself. He'll know where to find her." Dumbledore answered, standing.

The man leaned his hand to grab Harry's shoulder but thought better of it.

"Sir?" Dumbledore stopped at the door to look back. "You'll always be like the grandfather that I never had, to me."

Dumbledore's eyes grew and a smile appeared on his lips, before nodding and leaving. Snape entered with a raised eyebrow.

"Grandfather, really Potter?" the man snapped.

Harry smiled, used to his snarky nature.

"My bag isn't made yet, sir."

Snape took his wand and pointed it at the trunk and in no minute everything was inside.

"Unlike public knowledge, I have more to do than babysitting you, Potter."

Harry stood and approached the man. Snape shrank Harry's trunk and pocketed it in Harry's muggle male clothes. The two descended the stairs and Hermione approached hugging him.

"Send me Hedwig if you need anything."

Harry nodded and glanced at Ron who nodded back.

"What she said, mate. We're your family, don't forget It." the boy mumbled.

Harry smiled nodding and followed Snape out. When the two were out of the apparating wards, Snape grabbed him and apparated to the entrance of Malfoy Manor.

"I didn't expect this outcome." he mumbled.

"It was this or Narcissa Malfoy, since Andromeda Tonks was refused from the family. Both cases send you here."

"I forgot I would need a new family."

"Obviously." Snape argued before entering with Harry inside the Manor. The man took Harry directly to the office Marvolo used to use when he was at Malfoy Manor. Snape knocked and when they were given permission, he pulled Harry inside. "My lord."

Harry's eyes grew at seeing his baby daughter taking a nap on Voldemort's lap. Snape released Harry and approached Voldemort, handling him the ministry official parchment of Harry's new adoption. Voldemort looked at Harry before picking the parchment and read it.

"You can leave, Severus."

Snape bowed his head and left, giving Harry a look as he passed by him. When the door closed behind him, Harry tensed. One thing was when Voldemort saw him as Primavera, another was with him as Harry Potter.

"My wife is away for the time being." Harry nodded. "I take it Dumbledore told you all about my real name."

Harry shook his head.

"Your diary did... its memory anyway, when it tried to kill me with basilisk poison." he answered. Serena looked at peace in her father's lap against the man's chest, grabbing the man's robe as she slept. "Although I had no idea you were married until now..."

Voldemort grabbed the girl, before standing.

"My diary tried to kill you? Why did it not succeed?"

"Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, saved me before I stabbed the diary with a basilisk tooth... Don't came any closer!"

Voldemort stopped, narrowing his eyes.

"I'm not going to touch you, Harry. If the old fool didn't told you already then you should know that my wife passed by the same as you did when she was around our daughter's age. If anything it proves that I know what to do around people who were abused."

Harry bit back his retort as Voldemort finished approaching and pushed the child to his arms. Harry's eyes grew looking up.

"I've no idea, thanks to you, how to act around my child."

"You have no way of knowing if I'm better or not."

Voldemort hummed, looking at the child on Harry's arms.

"You can pick her up in instinct better than I can, with or without instinct. Her name is Serena. Now I have work to do."

Unsure Harry fled the office with his baby daughter in his arms. Snape was, luckily, still there. The man glanced at the girl and then pointed at Harry to follow him. Snape took him to Serena's room where he picked the girl's stuff and apparated them to Harry's house. Harry entered and ran to lay the still sleeping girl on her bed. She surely was her father's daughter. When Harry returned to the living room he found Snape there by the side.

"Don't forget to act your age."

Harry nodded back, only to then Voldemort enter in the house.

"Severus, what is the meaning of this?"

"Dark Lady would want Harry at her house instead of in a house with a colleague he hates." Snape answered.

"And you know my wife better than me because...?"

"Maybe because you left her behind for something else." Harry argued only for Voldemort to glare at him. "You did choose killing innocent people over being with her." he added angrily.

"Potter!" Snape hissed threateningly.

Harry tensed palling drastically and he moved back until he hit the wall, shaking his head.

"It wasn't me, Uncle Vernon. Please I'll be a good..."

Harry gasped as cold water washed over him.

-NEA-

Voldemort narrowed his eyes at seeing Harry's reaction to his surname. How many times had the muggle...?

"Are you back to reality now, Harry?" he asked the pale boy who immediately turned crimson. Yes, he was back. Voldemort glared at Severus for activating Harry's fear reaction. He didn't care cold water wasn't the best answer, but was effective. "Leave Severus."

The potions master opened his mouth but closed it again and bowed his head, leaving the house.

"Bran? Mummy?" a tired voice asked making the two turn to the girl. "I heard screams... And... Mummy you're back!" the girl suddenly said, running to Harry and hugging the teen.

Voldemort could clearly see the teenager not know what to do. Sure he looked similar to Evans but he was still Harry Potter.

"Go wash your face, Serena."

The girl, a little unwillingly, released Harry before running to the bathroom.

"I'm..."

"Her mother is out for a while and you look similar to her. You won't need to cross dress, Harry. Just make sure Serena is happy."

Harry scratched the back of his small Potter haircut messing it further than it was.

"You won't try to kill me... Right?"

"I can't, not with you being my wife's protégé." Voldemort argued, walking away.

Voldemort wondered how Harry would've looked like in a dress...

"That didn't stop you from killing Lily Evans, did it?"

Voldemort stopped turning but the boy had already disappeared down the corridor. What was Evans uncle's name?

Voldemort tensed as Harry passed by him to the kitchens with Serena grabbing his hand to give the girl something to eat... Could it be... True?

Harry was too calm to have just been raped. And he wasn't used to listen his surname unless when his uncle... No wonder Serena called him mummy, to the girl her mummy was a man. A man who had accused Voldemort from trying to kill him... He was right of course. Voldemort had tried to kill Harry too many times.

Voldemort closed his eyes, smiling at his own stupidity. Evans had practically told him everything! His husband had given him so many clues and he had been so blind... Now he understood how Evans always knew the things...

Evans intended on going back to being Harry Potter... Voldemort smirked, let's see how his husband handled being re-courted.

-NEA-

Harry glanced up at Voldemort as the man read some kind of report at the dining table. If Harry was Evans he could have argued about it, but as Harry he couldn't dare.

"Daddy I'm full." Harry looked at his baby. She had eaten most of her food, plus the soup. "Can I...?"

Harry nodded and the girl stood running to the bathroom. It had hurt to tell her to call him daddy instead, sure he was a male but... He was Serena's mummy. He always had been. Just like he wasn't used to male clothes anymore. Not to speak that he reacted badly to his own surname...

"You're pampering her." Voldemort said over his parchment.

Harry glared at the man.

"Since you completely ignore her, someone has to be there for her... Bran."

Voldemort looked up from his parchment towards Harry, before going back to the parchment.

"Her mother refused to tell her what I was to her. It's already odd for her that I sleep here."

"Considering you killed my parents and tried to kill me multiple times I can see why she refused you... Not to speak that most likely the reason she's gone is because of you." Harry hissed, before standing his and Serena's plate.

Sure he knew that Voldemort hadn't killed him, but that would be what Voldemort would think with his implying.

"Primavera left from her own will, Harry." Voldemort argued, Harry glanced back to see the man clenching his hands around the parchment. "If it was me who sent her away it wasn't because of threat of death over her head, but because I refused to let her go."

Harry frowned finishing putting the dishes in the basin, before turning to Voldemort who was looking at the table. Harry followed his glance only to see a scratch on the table from when Voldemort had taken him against the...

Willing his blush to disappear Harry walked out the kitchen at once.

-NEA-

Voldemort smirked at seeing Evans' blush at his insinuation. Decades of marriage and the two still could show each other that they didn't know everything about the other. Decades of knowing each other and only now did he found out why Evans always played himself hard to get. It wasn't just the 'we're both males' card.

Voldemort stood, cleaning the table and dishes with a flick of his wand, and left the kitchen to see 'Harry' playing with Serena.

It was also 'you killed my parents and tried to kill me but I can't stop you from doing it although I want to' card. It was a good thing he had given Evans the potion that Severus had given him already. It will be difficult for his lover to keep the 'I'm Harry Potter' mask. Even if he really was him, it had been decades ago. It had been too long for him to go back. Although Voldemort welcomed him to try.

(TBC)

This fic was written during two months on my mobile, writing five minutes every time I managed to do it. it wasn't writen with an actual plot, but so i would have something to write to satisfy my hunger for writing as i didn't have time to grab my notebooks

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