Chapter 26 injuries and letters.

Voldermorts POV

"Sit still," I say gritting my teeth, and sort of praying they do not crack. My only son Jansen was popped up on many pillows on his bed, this is all his fault. I warned him not to go flying, the weather was clearly bad, not even Draco was permitted to go outside and play, yet Jansen disobeyed and found him losing control of the broom smashing it and himself against the Malfoy's manors walls causing several cracked ribs a broken wrist and several bruises and cuts. The ribs, broken wrist and most of the bruises and cuts were healed but I choose to leave a few minor cuts to teach him a lesson. This important lesson was forcing my son to sit still when he didn't want to, was sort of trying to make a dragon not too breathe fire.

Jansen was popped up on many pillows, his hurt knee was apparent but I bandaged it the Muggle way so it would heal naturally I had hoped that bandaging it the Muggle way would cause him to learn that it is not okay to go flying outside in the pouring rain, wind and especially when the only thing that is looking forwards to getting outside is the giant glowing fish that seems to escape the Malfoy's pond every time it floods.

Some may call my methods a little cruel, leaving my son with a few minor cuts and bruises, but it's not like I left my son with the cracked wrist and broken arm, he had a grand total of three cuts and one bruise left, I felt it was a sufficient lesson, I stroked my sons hair, and kiss his forehead. I wasn't mad, not really it's in my child's blood to push his limits enhance his skills, but flying out into a storm… until he has sufficient experience is not a good idea.
"But Pa, it stings." He moaned, I looked him over ignoring the moan he had no concussion and unless he had a smaller broken bone which I missed, which is entirely possible, my son was fine. Luna sat by her brother's side probably worried about the Nargles being upset because Jansen may have smashed into their invisible nest or something.

"Be brave my brother." She said squeezing his hand tight, I stated at my daughter as through no one could see was being completely normal, I only wish my people can see it… my daughter's normalcy.

"It's one little scratch and here you are crying like a baby." I hiss, "You're a PRINCE Jansen," I say staring my son

"Oh your just pissed I got hurt," Jansen said rolling his eyes and leaning back on the pillows. I glare at my son, I was so mad didn't he know what could of happened does he care? What if he was injured … Any more than he was already was I can barely cope with a few little broken ribs what he got cursed and hexed by Malfoy's wall.

"You are a Prince Jansen, a Prince and being a Prince holds certain responsibilities, do you understand my dear son?" He yawned I felt my patients wearing thin, I grab his collar, "I will not have my son give me such disrespect you have been jumpy and upset for days will you cut the crap and tell me what is wrong," I say letting him go stroking his medium hair loveling.

"It's just you kicked Sirius out so quickly I am worried you will do the same to me and Luna." I sigh, and grab both children to my chest.

"I didn't kick Sirius out he needed to go away to spend time with his Family, you know he fears Lucius living in Lucius house all the time was not the part of the plan, he needs to get to see Lucius in a new light. I miss him too Children." I say sadly suddenly Luna grabbed me in a hug, Luna held me tight I was shocked my Daughter Luna was odd and different but not very huggable, she blamed me for her Father's death and was still mad about it.

I hear a knock it was Lucius I smiled "how is the Prince feeling," Lucius said looking at little Jansen, Jansen shrugged trying to prove that he is a big man even though he is just a boy,
"Much better Mr Malfoy I am sorry I crashed into your wall," Jansen said Luna clasped his hand tighter I knew Luna didn't like Lucius much and it is something Sirius and her have in common.

"It is okay dear child as long as you feel better soon," Lucius paused, Jansen smiled a little and tried to get up but I pushed him back down so he was laying down his cut and bleeding knee with a bandage on it. "Oh that reminds me, I have letters from Sirius," I almost laugh it was very apparent that Lucius Malfoy disliked very much being the delivery boy, but Sirius Mother didn't permit owls anymore, causing Lucius to hand deliver the letters.

I smiled at the children, who looked slightly happy at the news, I myself thanked Lucius and sat down next to my sons bedside, I heard Lucius leave. I passed the children two letters one addressed to Jansen and one to Luna. I opened the one addressed to the 'Dark lord'

Dear the dark Lord,

How are you this fine day, I hope you are well, I am finding myself missing you and the children very deeply. I can only hope I am doing well by your standard, both in my studies with Lord Malfoy and preparing myself for our wedding. I am trying my best at my studies but I fear I fall short for Lord Malfoy's high standards but I hope I will be prepared for our wedding.

As you know my Mother has banned owls but to keep me company my Father has brought home a cat, it is jet black and seems to like to trip my younger Brother over so I called him shadow. I can barely remember my family but I am enjoying my time with my Father …. But my Mother is a nuttier! She spends half the time yelling at me, and the other half demanding I become a well behaved husband.

At this stage I want to be a good husband to you, but I doubt you would approve on what my Mother demands I do,
I am having bad dreams, when I sleep i dream the children and my future children get hurt… I don't know who hurts them but someone does.

I have to go now Lord Malfoy has come for my lessons.

All my love,

Sirius.

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