Like Father, like Son

By: Hobblefoot11

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything, but the idea. Which isn't really mine because other people have done similar things, but who cares?

Authors Note: This story has gotten 95 reviews so far! Thank you all so much! I feel so loved, and I'm glad you guys like this story.

Chapter Twelve:

Hagrid escorted him back up to the castle. After Xander was in, Hagrid turned to him and winked. "Now I jus' gotta lock 'er back up."

Xander smirked. This was what he had been waiting for. "Professor Dumbledore trusts you to do that?" He questioned, feigning interest.

The half-Giant puffed out his chest proudly. "Yeah, it's really easy, see. Ya jus' speak one word an' it locks, an' the same one to unlock it again. But the Headmaster don't trust jus' anybody with it."

The teen grinned up at him, the picture of innocence. "Would you tell me the password? So that maybe I can come visit you?"

Hagrid grinned toothily, easily falling prey to Xander's trap. "O' course. It's tutela. But don't go 'round tellin' nobody. I could lose me job."

"Don't worry Hagrid, it's safe with me." He promised before turning and leaving the giant. On his way to that common room, he noticed a blonde figure in the halls. "Malfoy!" He called. "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you." He replied with a cocky grin.

"Why?" Xander asked.

"Come with me and I'll tell you." Draco told him.

"If you want to talk, we can do it right here." If the younger Malfoy wanted to talk, it would be on his terms. He would not be willing to risk being ambushed by a bunch of Slytherins.

"We'll get caught. Draco stated.

"I won't." Xander placed a hand on the other teens chest and shoved him backwards against the wall. He pulled out his wand and whispered a silence spell, a privacy spell and an illusion spell. Draco's expression was one of awe before he carefully covered it with a well-constructed mask. Then he spoke.

"The entire school is not made up of idiots, you know. We know there is something different about you. And we will figure it out. But you might as well save us the trouble and just tell me." Xander knew his use of plural meant the entire house of Slytherin, and he had no doubt that if they tried, they would figure it out. He had certainly left enough hints, if only someone was smart enough to put the pieces together.

"You already know who I am. You just haven't put the pieces together," He said calmly, voicing his thoughts.

Draco pulled out his wand and levelled it with Xander's right eye. "Don't tempt me Riddle. I will find out."

Xander had to resist the urge to roll his eyes. "Don't threaten me Malfoy. Because you will find out. You're smart enough. Just not now." Then the heard footsteps approaching. "It's the bitch." Xander murmured, then, at the blonde's confused expression, he elaborated, "McGonagall."

He quickly broke through his spells and started walking towards the common room. Four steps away, a voice made him halt. "The snakes are having a party tomorrow night. Twelve o'clock." And then Draco left too.

When he got back to the common room that night, it was empty except for one small red-headed figure curled up on a chair by the fire. Ginny looked up as she heard him enter. Neither of them heard Fred and George coming down the stairs to plant a prank for Ron. They stopped on the second from bottom step when the saw the common room was not deserted like they had thought. Their fourteen year old sister was alone with Xander Riddle. They watched as Xander stepped closer to her and the twins were about to step in and tell him to stop harassing their sister, when he pressed his lips to Ginny. Both of their jaws dropped simultaneously, seeing his hands wrap in her hair and her arms encircle his neck. Standing at the bottom of the stairs, watching their baby sister snogging the new, freaky, obviously dark, probably a Death Eater boy was a bit shocking for both boys.

Until finely Fred, unable to take it any longer, cleared his throat loudly. Ginny and Xander broke apart, Ginny shrieked and skirted back four feet until she hit a table. She looked mortified and blushed a deep red. Xander stood there, looking completely unfazed.

"What... you, him... you... what... WHAT?" George finely stuttered.

"Don't tell mom and dad!" She pleaded, going redder, "Please."

"Oh my God." Fred exclaimed

"Holy shit!" Fred murmured, before they both turned and darted up the stairs, all thoughts of their prank forgotten. "We have to tell mom and dad." George said, once they were back in their room. "Agreed." Said Fred, pulling out a quill and a sheet of wrinkled paper from his trunk.

(September 7th)

Hey mom and dad. Guess what? Big news. You know that kid you were telling us to stay away from? Who you said that little 'club' of yours doesn't like? Yeah, well, he and Ginny are 'together'. Me and George walked in on them snogging in the common room. It was terrible. I will never be able to look at Ginny again and see that sweet, innocent little girl. So anyways, how are things there? Did Tonks get the 'gift' we left her? I wish we have been there to see it. I always wondered how she would look as a parrot.

Ronnikins says hello. By the way, purple is a great color on him! Just kidding! It was orange. To match his hair.(No, seriously, it was purple!) Lots of love and pink bubbles!

Fred and George

Molly Weasley reread the letter for the third time. She knew sending Xander to Hogwarts would be dangerous for Ginny. What if he convinced her to change sides? She read the letter again. She was sitting in the headquarters kitchen with most of the Order of the Phoenix. They were just waiting on Moody and Bill to arrive.

They were fifteen minutes late, and Molly couldn't help but be worried for her eldest son. This war was tearing her family apart.

"Are you sure they got the message?" Jill asked worriedly. Molly knew she fancied Bill, and that he returned the feelings.

"Yes my dear girl, they will get here. But I suggest we start and I can fill them in when they arrive." Albus proposed. "Molly, the letter please." She handed it down to him. Albus read it out loud, and everyone was silent for two beats before the table erupted.

"Albus!" Minerva screeched. "How could you let them get involved like that?"

"That's my daughter! I don't want my daughter dating a killer!" Arthur said loudly.

"This was extremely irresponsible, Albus!" Flitwick squeaked.

"I still don't know how you can justify having him around the children." Remus stated quietly. But Albus just smiled at them all.

"This is what we've been hoping for. If Xander Riddle can feel, and, to a greater extent, love, then he can feel pain and betrayal. If we were to use that, to turn him against Voldemort, we might have a chance at winning this war." The old man explained.

"How?" Sirius asked bitterly.

"I believe it's time I shared something with all of you. Sixteen years ago, Sybil Trelawney made a prediction – a prophecy. I think you should all hear it." He pulled out a pensive from the pocket on his robes and set it on the table, then tapped it twice with his wand. The familiar figure of the divination teacher rose from the swirling pool of memory.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

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Just so everyone knows, tutela is Latin for 'protection'

Also, I found out that Patronus is Latin for 'protector'. Did you know Joanne Rowling got almost all of her spells and even some names from Latin? Accio means 'to summon', Crucio means 'torture' and Bellatrix means 'warrior'. It pretty cool.