A/N: hey everyone I decided to rewrite the last three chapters that I've published I'm not happy with how the story was going it was lifeless and boring. You'll notice that some details are the same but the chapters have changed there are new details and plot points and the chapters are longer I hope you enjoy the rewritten chapters reviews are much appreciated. Happy Reading!
Tom sat in his study going over the latest Ministry reports he received from Lucius, but not truly being able to fully focus on what he was reading due to his mind going a mile a minute. He allowed his mind to wander to the true thing that had his attention. His son, his beautiful boy that went from his worst nightmare to his only reason to live, His little nuisance. One look into those dark blue eyes and the Wizarding World could burn for all he cared. 15 years ago, he was only a shell of a man livid with the woman who he thought cared for him. The woman he played with his feelings, his mind, the woman he will forever resent for tearing him away from him the one he truly loved only to be another pawn set in place by that sodding old man to torture Tom, the only reason he sparred her life for as long as he did was only because of the baby and his thirst for revenge. His only tie to humanity. It was the night he felt his wards light up like a Christmas tree and heard the screams of his son that he took off like a bat out of hell only to find his son gone. He sent every death eater out that night hunt down the people who stole his child and bring them back. It was on that day Tom Riddle truly felt broken. The pain he suffered as a child was like a firefly compared to what he felt having his son taken from him.
He cornered the wretched woman livider than he could ever remember as she rubbed in his face that she had a part in his son being taken, all because another made him happy. He thought he released her freed her of the burden of having a child she never wanted in the first place by allowing another to blood adopt him someone that truly loved him, someone that looked at his son with love, someone that made him feel alive.
It was power Celia craved, she didn't want a child she wanted to be the queen the most feared woman in the Wizarding world, but the child was in her way. She saw a weakness forming in the dark lord, saw that his affections lied elsewhere with that stupid potion's brat of all people. So, she did what a woman must to get what she wanted all she had to do was dose the dear Dark lord with a love potion, but it wasn't enough! That wretched brat had the man wrapped around his bony finger. Her throne was no longer secure. The Dark lord was happy he was in the arms of another that wasn't her playing house with a potions brat that didn't have a sickle to his name. It was the child the annoying crying snotty nosed brat was ruining everything. It was quite an easy choice to go to Dumbledore, Oh and was the old man pissed his best student had not only been in a relationship with the Dark lord of all people but that he blood adopted the brat.
It was quite easy giving the brat up to the Potters if it meant getting the place, she rightfully deserved at the lord's side. The Dark lord was growing weary of her always wanting to be around his family. Deciding to take matters into her own hands she obliviated the potions brat of any memories he had doing the blood adoption and joining the dark lord, making sure to carefully place blocks over certain parts of his memory to allow him to think his feelings were unrequited. It was quite easy to do it to the dark lord when he was asleep changing his memories to fake happy ones of them. She had been hoping to dispose of the brat while he was asleep and just obliviate him of the child's existence, but of course that didn't happen when the wards went off. It was a short amount of time before she was stupefied and was staring into the red eyes of the Dark lord, and it was also in that moment she truly realized who she was messing with as she was endlessly tortured the beast ripping through her mind mercilessly. Tom was absolutely murderous, but death was too easy for her no he would deal with her when he got back. After securing her in a dungeon cell Peter Pettigrew raced to him telling him he located the child with the Potters. He made peter apparate them to his location. Without so much as a warning he stormed into Godric's disarming James's potter his magic coming off in waves damn near suffocating the man "Where is my son?" he growled only getting a chuckle in response
"Dead for the Greater-" the killing curse hit him before he could finish. Hearing the screams of a baby he felt the hope fill his core racing up the stairs only to feel the life leave him as he was met with a green-eyed potter clone not seeing any sign of his son. Seeing the Potter matriarch try to protect the child he silenced her daring to laugh at her pathetic attempts to sway him "You dare to sit here and beg me to spare your child when you had no issues taking mine?" he growled his throat closing up a dangerous glint in his eyes. And with no remorse he shot the killing curse at the woman before raising his wand to the child the only thing driving him was the screams of his son repeating in his head and with the curse leaving his wand it sealed his fate and that was the night, he lost the last piece of his soul damming himself to an eternal nightmare. A nightmare his son unknowingly saved him from.
Tom even after all this time could never bring himself to tell Severus the truth, could never bring himself to tell him he loved him with his whole heart and the boy he's been protecting for the last 15 years, the boy he's come to love as his own was his son, their son. The glamours wore off and his son does look like him but now he's beginning to look like Severus especially with how long his hair is and how pale he's gotten. His blue eyes are so dark sometimes they look black don't even get him started on his glare.
He's drawn out of his thoughts by his wards going off like a Christmas tree. Checking the time, he realized his son would be here shortly and the last thing his son should come home to is an idiotic problem which reminded him he needed to key his son into the wards and with that thought he quickly grabbed his wand apparating to the front of the manor. Rolling his eyes when he wasn't met with any danger thinking it was just his wards needing to be fixed, he turned around to leave but a small black lump caught his attention which soon turned into full blown terror as the lump moved revealing the battered mutilated form of his son.
"Hadrian!" he screamed running toward his son falling at his side hands shaking not knowing where to grab the boy as every part of him looked to be covered in blood. He called out to Severus through the bond with everything he had fear the only thing coursing through his body using the mark and a patronus anything that would get the man here. He didn't bother hiding his tears as he stared at his sons face swelling up almost the size of a balloon nose at a wrong angle, eyes swollen shut, clothes torn and gashes everywhere he looked. He felt the bile rise in his throat as he saw his so missing 3 fingernails on each of his hands, everywhere he looked there was blood and none of the spells he was casting were working only seemed to be making things worse his heart stopping when he could barely feel a pulse on his son. With violently shaking hands he pulled his sons head to his chest rocking back and forth pouring whatever magic he had into keeping his sons heart going. Feeling Severus enter the wards the Potion masters face went from shock to a ghostly pale once he saw who the dark lord was holding running to the boy falling besides the two not saying a word as he grabbed every potion, he could think of forcing it down the boy's throat purple with hand marks. Once Hadrian was stable enough to move, he allowed the dark lord to lift his son he knew better than to try to coax the man into letting him go.
They got Hadrian into an empty room laying him on a table Severus casting a diagnosis charm it looked as if he was going to have to patch the boy up the muggle way. Quickly transfiguring a needle and some thread he spelled the boys clothes off leaving his under garments hearing the Dark Lord gasp as their eyes fell on the numerous wounds adorning the young body in front of them the anger and fear coming off the dark lord was making him lose his focus. At that moment he didn't know what was more difficult, watching the man he's loved since he was young practically break or seeing the boy he loved as his own clinging to life.
"M-My lord I'm going to have to ask you to leave I can't focus with you in here and you need to go calm down your magic is lashing out and you need to keep it together for him" Said man tried to glare at him but Severus was so used to it that it fell flat all he could see was pain in the blue eyes. The Dark Lord huffed taking one last glance at his son kissing his forehead and brushing his hair back before storming off to his study. Severus looked back down at the boy allowing the tears to fall and the choked sob to leave his lips before getting to work swearing to make whoever hurt Hadrian wish they were burning in the pits of hell.
It was two hours later when he could say he was done and did everything he could for the boy, brushing his hair back and kissing the boy's forehead. The rest was up to him. He walked to the Dark Lords office the door opening before he even had a chance to knock the man not asking him questions just looking at him expectantly. Closing the door behind him he walked up to the man.
"He's stable I was able to heal most of his wounds some may take longer to heal than others I'm afraid will never heal." He said thinking back to the cuts along the boys midsection shaking his head to rid himself of the thoughts desperately trying to keep his emotions in check, the hand pulling his chin up he met a pair of blue eyes fixing Severus with a stare that made the man cringe "What happened tonight Severus? How did my son get hurt?" and funny enough Severus had been wondering the same thing.
"He came to my chambers as usual we brewed for a bit and then once I made sure he had everything he set off to come here I was able to use leglimens and peer into his mind but his mind hasn't settled yet I was however to catch glimpse of the Granger chit and the Weasley prat as well as our beloved headmaster it seemed they grabbed him and the only memory I was able to catch was the Weasley pig i-impaling Hadrian with a knife" at those words he felt the magic in the room flare but the grip on his chin tightened as he stared at the man with such conviction
"I'm sorry Tom I'm sorry I couldn't- "Tom shook his head silencing him the intense gaze telling him everything and nothing at the same time. "It's not your fault Severus" with those words he allowed himself to cry allowed himself to be vulnerable Infront of the man that he's not only loved for years but the man who above all was his best friend. The most feared man in the Wizarding world yes but no one knew the intelligent, sarcastic and kind in his own way man the way he did. The man who even when insane, lost, broken, would cast the cruicatus on him would windlessly and wordlessly heal him, his own twisted way of apologizing for hurting him.
Feeling the arms embrace him he made note of the shoulders shaking beneath him indicating the man was crying though. The silence I the room and the warm embrace was comforting as hey both thought of the boy.
Hearing the door creak open both men looked up and saw bruised battered Hadrian stumble into the room Severus getting to him first catching him before he could fall cradling the boy in his arms.
"Hadrian Riddle what in Merlins name are you doing up and out of bed do you know what condition you're in right now brat? I'm tempted to shake you" the boy smiled hugging Severus back looking over at his father that made his way over to them and was checking over him to make sure he was really there and okay.
"Hadrian what happened to you?" his father asked cradling the boys still swollen face. Hadrian sat up with the help of both men gladly taking the water that was conjured and taking a sip before talking.
"All I remember was leaving Sev's chambers to come home and I was snatched by Dumbledore and thrown into the Room of Requirements and he started talking about how I couldn't just play the game and how dark I was then Ron stabbed me after that it was just a blur, my body shutting down but I could feel everything that was happening to me" His voice trembled as the phantom pain rang through his body as he remembered what the last few hours of his life were.
"I want them dead" his quiet voice rang out
"Hadrian you're still healing it will be a while before you can just race back out there on top of that Albus has more than likely already told everyone that you're dead racing back out there will only draw a target on your back you're much to weak and it wouldn't take much for Albus to convince everyone that you're the enemy I think it's best you and you're father get as far from the Wizarding world as possible while you heal" both the dark lord and his son begrudgingly agreed that the potions master was right not that they would openly admit to it.
Over the next few days what Severus said was true the entire Wizarding World assumed he was dead. Newspaper after newspaper covering the stories and the interviews showing his former friends mourning the death they caused and feeling white hot anger boil in his still injured body Harry and his father decided to leave that night, because if Hadrian got one more newspaper, he was going to set the entire wizarding world in fire.
Hadrian refusing to sit down helped his father get ready to leave to their new location Forks Washington. Forks was said to be a calm place in America inhabited by very few magical creatures and the last place anyone would ever look for them a place where they planned to start over and allow Hadrian time to heal while they plan their return. The only downside was his father making him attend the Muggle high school the last place he wanted to be
Hadrian sat by the fire place staring at the fire contemplating everything not flinching when he felt his father sit next to him pulling him into an embrace
"I want to kill them all I want to make them feel everything I've had to feel bring them to their knees all I see when I close my eyes is pain all I feel is pain" Hadrian whispered staring at the flames anger simmering below in the deepest parts of his soul. His father squeezed his shoulder nodding his head. "I know son and we'll both have our revenge we'll bring the Wizarding world to their knees and destroy the light once and for all. They'll never hurt you again I promise, now come with me Hadrian I believe its time you meet your mother the one who started all of this" His father said the venom betraying the softness of his voice. Hadrian hasn't heard much of the woman just that she was the reason for him being taken from his father.
Getting up Tom pulled his son up and wordlessly lead Harry down to the dungeons walking all the way to the last cell where a woman lies crumpled on the ground looking up at the sound of footsteps making their way toward her cell her eyes widening as they fell on the boy. She knew that raven hair and those eyes from anywhere a true carbon copy of his father but no he also looked like him. The boy looked at her tilting his head to the side he looked as if he ran into a troll.
Hadrian looked at his father who was hiding in the shadows out of view before looking to the woman the dots clicking in his head the woman clambered towards the cell reaching through the bars for him grasping his hands tears running down her face tears that didn't affect him in the slightest. "Oh, my son my precious boy my beautiful baby boy they found you! Oh, they found you! please baby your father he went crazy he locked me in here did horrible things to me please get me out of here we can leave together! please we can go away together-" the coldness in his gaze stopped the woman in her tracks, that cold gaze she knew all too well. She went to let go of his hand but he only gripped it tighter pulling her entire arm through the bars causing her to cry out as her body came forward her head painfully banging against the bars the sound of her nose crunching filling the quiet dungeon. The blood dripping down her sunken in face made did nothing to ease the anger. He pushed her arm back and pulled it again relishing in seeing her head collide with the bars reminding him of every time Vernons fist met his face and with that thought he continuously banged her head against the cell letting her go after he felt his fathers magic cover him calming him.
Watching her fall to the ground he sneered at her as she stared up at him terrified "Shut up you insolent woman your tears won't work on me. I just thought you should know how your little plan went all those years ago what hell my life turned into" He whispered loving the fear in her eyes making his heart swell feeling the pride come off his father.
At the first sign of protest, she gave he squeezed her hand tighter feeling one of the frail bones snap in his hand turning his head to the side the glint in his eye getting brighter a plan forming in his head he let her go completely she practically ran to a corner cradling her broken arm staring back at him in terror her face swelling much like his own had hours prior. He stood up fixing his clothes taking a deep breath relaxing his shoulders.
"you're not worth the breath in my body so instead I've decided what I'll do" He murmured a spell under his breath wandlessly casting a spell on her watching her eyes glaze over before a ear splitting scream filled his ears he silenced her focusing her attention on him he pressed his face against the bars snarling at her "You're going to feel all the pain all the abuse you're going to feel everything I've felt over the last 15 years all the way up until I was almost brutally murdered. You're going to feel it over and over again day in and day out every day every waking moment you'll feel the pain my father felt you'll feel all the pain he caused others due to your actions. All you'll know is pain you wretched woman because death is too kind of a punishment for you" With those words he walked away from her his father following behind him disarming the silencing char relishing in her screams.
Grabbing their things, they both waited for Severus at the front gate, The potions master decided there was no more use pretending to be light because he wasn't and he was quite frankly a hair away from cutting Dumbledore's head off if he so much as said hi to him. The Potions master apparated to the front of the manor looking at Tom and Hadrian taking note of the familiar screams coming from the Manor, nodding at both of them and without looking behind them Tom grabbed his boys and apparated, the only sounds able to be heard was the popping of apparation and the howls of the woman in the dungeon filling the night