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Sorry about the way too long period of silence, my mother lost her job in July and things started getting way too tight with me paying both of our bills and my muses decided to head for the hills in September. Thankfully she has a new job now and my muses are slowly coming back.


Voldemort was somewhat less than surprised to see a letter from young Harry and his mates so soon after meeting with Miasma. There was something about the man that reminded him of himself when he was younger but with an even darker side than he could ever manage. The man had an aura without the slightest trace of light to be found and the only time he showed the slightest bit of positive emotion was when talking about Harry. There was no doubt in his mind that the man would have had no trouble torturing him until he was ready to beg for death if he hadn't been sincere in wanting no part of harming Harry.

To be perfectly honest he had never really wanted to hurt the boy. He had only went after him as a babe in a rage over a prophecy that he didn't even know the entirety of, a foolish move he could now admit. In the boy's first year he watched him through the eyes of the cowardly Quirrell as he masked his intelligence and managed to fool everyone but him that he was nothing more than a slightly above average wizard with fame. There had been a fire underneath the surface of his eyes that had pulled at his memory of his own childhood. It was the thirst for the knowledge to protect oneself from harm.

Voldemort could vividly remember the moment that he realized that the very thing that the other children hated him for and the adults feared could be used to make them pay for what they had done to him. One of the biggest children in the orphanage, he couldn't even remember the boy's name now, had gone on for a solid ten minutes about how he was nothing but a worthless little nobody that would never find a home. Voldemort had been so angry that he hadn't noticed when the boy went quiet at first. It was only when the boy had fallen to the ground holding his throat and gasping did he realize that his thoughts about choking the ingrate had actually manifested and started to choke the boy. Unfortunately the boy had been released the moment that he had lost his concentration, but it was the start of his freedom.

At first the power was hard to grasp unless he was unusually emotional, but soon he was able to stop the verbal and sometimes physical abuse before it could even begin.

Of course that would mean that the reports that his spies were bringing in were true, the boy was raised in a similar manner as he was. You would think that that in sufferable old man would have learned his lesson about sending powerful young men back to abusive homes but the man had never been the most sensible. It certainly put things into perspective and he would need to remember how alike they both could be when dealing with the young man, it wouldn't do to make himself into a target for Miasma or the boy's other mates. It would likely be even worse of an idea to anger the young man that could draw that many powerful mates unto himself.

{M}

Dear Voldemort,

I can agree with you about the fact that the Wizarding World cannot continue on the way that it has been. There is far too much wrong with the way that its being run. However there are some things I have to ask for before I can agree with just standing by and letting you take it all over.

I'm sure that Naraku already told you about me wanting you to turn over Peter and Bella, and that is certainly a good way to start things off, but that's only what I want for now. There are more things that I would like to see come about through a change of government. Most of those things have to do with the way that magical creatures get treated and how it really needs to change.

Most creatures either get treated like wild animals that are about ready to jump out at any minute and eat wizards alive or like they're nothing more than dirt on the bottom of a wizard's shoe. Of course, sometimes its more than a little bit of both. I think that an intelligent man like you sees how good it would look if you were to support magical creatures and their right to be treated with the very same respect that you would treat another wizard or witch. After all, the number of magical creatures is far greater than that of magical humans, especially when you take the dozens of house elves that every pureblood family with any money has working for them.

Other than that there aren't too many other things that I would ask you to consider for your war effort. I would like to be able to say that I wouldn't want you to separate muggleborns from their families, but if it prevents even one child from growing up the way that I did than that's more than enough to convince me of its merits.

I await your owl,

The Boy Who Was Previously a Pain in Your Side

{M}

Anisuke was certainly starting to regret deciding to come back to Hogwarts, he could have just visited Sirius, Remus, Neville and Luna before splitting back to the past. He could have also visited his grandparents instead of attending classes that he didn't even care about and dodging previous friends and a dodgy old codger who just would not take no for an answer.

He ducked behind a tapestry of some famous battle and held his breath as Hermione sped by with a book and a determined look on her face. He should have known that going to the library without someone else as back up was a bad idea but he wanted to get a little alone time, and now he was hiding from a girl who had tried to inform him about all of his options. Apparently she decided that if she just pretended that he hadn't stopped being her friend an just started telling him that he didn't have to bond with all those 'dangerous' men and that if he bonded to a smart witch he wouldn't have to worry about them any more. He was going to have to wear a sign tomorrow that let everyone know that he was more than happy to 'bond' with his mates all night long.

{M}

"Today we are going to be parting the veil to look into the future with an ominous presence hovering in the background" Trelawney gave her best sneer, rather pathetic really, toward a very unimpressed Naraku. "He is here to assure the Ministry that I do in fact bare the gift of my family and that you are all learning to use what little of the inner eye you have access to."

The class wasn't one that his mate was in though he had already heard plenty about this woman from his little fox. She was from a famous line of seers but only had two genuine prophecies to her name and both of them made his little one's life harder. He was more than looking forward to judging her as harshly as he could without making Anisuke unhappy.

"Everyone should get out their books and read the introduction to reading the tarot before you pair off and attempt to use your decks to receive insight into their future."

"Have any of these children been formally tested to see if there is any possibility for them to have the gift of the Sight?" Naraku greatly enjoyed the constipated look on the woman's face and the confused looks that the children were shooting him. "The Ministry has many such tests that they use to determine the validity of the seers that they employ, surely it would be a simple matter to make sure that your students will actually get something out of your class, other than the mild hallucinogenic properties of this incense."

Trelawney puffed up and her already giant looking eyes expanded even more. "There are so very few blessed children that Dumbledore feels that excluding all the children who do not possess the skill would shrink the class size too much to offer the class."

"Ahh, is that the current excuse that he is using." Naraku simply loved the shocked look on the students faces. "Most wizarding children possess some talent in unveiling the future, however the type of ability and the strength that they possess varies from family to family. One family could hold a strong connection to visions using water while another can use the tarot to lay a person's life down from start to finish. Even muggleborns have a small chance of possessing a gift for one method of reading the future, though it is more rare. They should be given tutoring by a qualified teacher in their field to make sure that they aren't wasting time learning methods that will never work for them."

Trelawney tensed as the students turned almost as one to stare at her. "That may be the case but I am more than capable of teaching them all of the methods available to them and letting them continue their study of their preferred method of Seeing."

"Have you been tested for your method of sight?" Trelawney glared rather impressively for a woman her size. "Only a witch or wizard with the same type of ability can possibly be able to teach another to use it properly. All an untalented one could do is have them learn through trial and error, which is no way to run a class." Silence is golden.


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