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Harry was startled to find himself back in Sirius's cell.

"Oh… Hi Harry" Sirius sat, he looked happier then Harry had ever seen him before.

"What's up? You look happy" Harry said,

Sirius frowned: "Am I not allowed to look happy anymore then?"

"Of course you can, you just normally aren't" Harry said, cocking his head to the side curiously.

Sirius got up and looked Harry over: "You are here, that makes me happy… and I've found a way to get out of here."

"You have?!" Harry asked exited: "That's great! When will you leave? Will you come and see me? Please? Please? I am in Bulgaria… I think… you have to come see me, Sirius, promise me!"

Sirius smiled: "Of course, little one, I will. I love you. You are just like James, he'd always beg me too when he needed something."

"Really?" Harry asked: "So… who else was your friend instead of Pettigrew?"

"Well, there's Moony… Remus Lupin. He's a werewolf…" Sirius smiled dazedly.

"You love him!" Harry chirped, easily reading the emotions from Sirius's face.

Sirius frowned: "What are you talking about?"

"You love him, don't tell him you don't, cause I know you do!" Harry said: "You went all misty eyed when you talked about him! Admit it!"

"Okay… I might have a little crush on him. But a very small one!" Sirius said, holding his thumb and finger together, to show Harry how small.

"Such a little crush doesn't keep you going for as long as you are here, Sirius, you are absolutely smitten!"

Sirius laughed and ruffled Harry's hair: "Okay, okay, so I do love Moony, but you can't tell him!"

Harry pretended to lock his lips with an imaginary key: "He won't hear it from me."

Sirius ruffled Harry's hair again: "I love you, Prongslet."

Harry had gotten used to his nickname from Sirius: "I love you too, Sirius." As he started to fade away he could only quickly say: "Come see me!"

He woke up before Sirius could answer.

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"Hi, dad, good morning" Harry said, entering the kitchen yawning. "Are there any croissants left?"

"Yes, want one?"

Harry nodded, slowly drinking his tea.

"Buttered?" Tom asked again.

Harry nodded again, and watched as his dad started to butter the croissant. As Tom gave him the croissant he asked: "What are we going to do today?"

"I thought we could go practise your duelling skills. Maybe duel a bit"

"Oh, okay" Harry said, before taking a bite out of his croissant.

"Any bad dreams?" Tom asked.

"No" Harry said, mouth full: "Sirius admitted he loved some werewolf or something."

Tom's jaw tightened: "Was it another real dream?" he asked, trying not to sound too jealous.

"Yes"

"It's time for me to call my followers" Tom muttered, during the time that Harry was practising his magic.

"Oh? Then will Severus come?" Harry asked, blasting away a practise doll with his wand.

"Yes, I suppose he will" Tom said, smirking.

"Oh, let him stay over, so I can meet him, okay?" Harry asked, turning around and blasting another practice doll apart, this time with another spell.

"Oh, I'll make sure he'll stay" Tom said, smirking.

Harry smirked back before casting serpensortia on one of the practice dolls.

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Lucius moved closer to his Lord, knelt and held out his left arm. Voldemort grinned: "Now we will know… know who has been faithful, and who do not dare to return…" He pressed his finger to Lucius' Mark, causing him to cry out.

Within minutes black figures with white masks popped up everywhere. Voldemort looked around, reciting their names in his head, remembering which had jet to come, and which would probably not come, either because of their betrayal, or because of the fact that they were locked up.

"My most trusted" he hissed the moment all of them had taken there place, however, he missed Severus. "How good to see you all…" he sneered, walking past them one by one: "However, I can't help but wonder..., why did none of you search for me, once the rumour spilled that I was supposed to be dead? And where were you the moment some of my most loyal got into Azkaban? Do you assume I am an idiot?" he snarled, just at the moment another black figure popped in. Voldemort rounded on him: "Severus" he hissed: "Got delayed, did you?"

Severus kneeled: "My Lord, Dumbledore was…"

"Dumbledore?" Voldemort asked, whipping out his wand, pointed it at Severus and levitated him to his place, dropping him on the spot, causing him to fall down. "Dumbledore is a fool, believing I could possibly be killed by a mere baby! And you…!" he snarled, rounding on his followers: "You believed him!" Voldemort let part of his magic flow free, squeezing his followers' throats. He turned and sat down on the stone throne before pulling his magic back.

"However, in the time you were living with your precious family, pretending that everything was okay and nothing went wrong for you in your perfect lives, I was working on something perfect myself. I've given part of my life for my favourite, for my heir" Voldemort sat back in his throne, enjoying the whispers that had sprung up between his minions.

Avery fell on his knees, and Voldemort raised a brow at him before motioning for him to speak.

"My lord, may we know who has been chosen as your heir from all of us?"

Voldemort's icy laugh went trough the throne room: "Did you expect me to choose one of you? Of course not, Avery. He is my son. He will be great for his magic has grown already. By the time he will go to school he will be better then the best students, I hope better then his teachers. He could wipe the floor with some of you" Voldemort said, before casting a cutting hex on Avery, making sure to make a perfect circle with it on his cheek.

Avery cried out in pain.

Ravenswood was the next to kneel: "My Lord, will he not be here for the meeting?"

Voldemort snorted: "No, my heir is getting rest. He's been trying to contact with my loyal Death Eaters in Azkaban. So far, the only one he has reached is Sirius Black."

"Black" whispers sprung up again.

"He is one of ours then?" one of the Death Eaters asked.

"No" Voldemort snorted: "Yet, I think my heir has done a great job getting him to trust him. Locked up for a crime he did not commit, of course he would not like to stay with the Light."

"A crime he did not commit, my Lord? Does that mean that the traitor Pettigrew is still around?" Lucius asked, eyes narrowing, as did most of the other eyes in the room, in clear hate.

"Yes" Voldemort said: "He has not come, the weakling. However, you are hereby under orders to not hurt him but bring him to me. My heir needs a… practising object." He fell silent for a moment before he went on: "Further more, the reason you are here is not for some crazed mission or something, but something a lot more important. The world does not need to know I'm back, but I want to get my most loyal out of Azkaban, too long have they already wasted away in that merlinforsaken place. I want them out, the sooner the better. However, it needs to look like an escape, rather then a break-in. I want all of you to start studying books in order to be able to do that. The Lestranges deserve to get out. And I've been wanting Travers around for quite some time now."

"Travers?" again the whispers jumped up.

"Of course Travers" Voldemort sneered: "He is the best strategist in my ranks."

Voldemort sat back again and let them discuss it before saying: "You are all dismissed, and you better have something useful the next time I'll call for you. Severus, you stay behind."

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The next chaper has already been written. It will be pure slash between Tom and Severus, if you do not want to read this, then please, don't, skip the next chapter! You won't miss anything vital for the story.

Chapter 22 is also already in the making, just a few more words and I'll be done! Hope you like this chapter!

Lady K. Malfoy