The Dark Prince
By: Alexsis Potter-Snape
Summery: AU: Halloween 1981 a fateful day in history, Tom Riddle killed the Potter's but failed to kill their son. But what if he never tried to kill Harry. What if instead he took the boy as his son?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize in the story. I am not gaining any profit from this story. I am writing out of the boredom that I now find myself in.
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Love, Faith, and Change
Adrian was a disciplined boy but he was happy. He was smart and powerful. He never caused any trouble. He always did as his father told, but he liked to push the envelope. He was the perfect child in the eyes of Tom Riddle. Even at the age of ten his father perceived him as perfect.
Adrian lived a life of schedule. At five he woke and spent thirty minutes getting ready which consisted of showering, taming his unruly hair, dressing suitably, brushing his teeth, and anything else that might need to be done. At five thirty he would meet his Father for breakfast that is if his father was home. At six he was sent out on his morning run that lasted for thirty minutes and was allowed the remainder of the hour to clean up and have some free time. At Seven o'clock sharp he went to lessons. He was taught by one of his Father's most loyal servants, Barty Crouch Jr. At twelve he had lunch for an hour with his next teacher Rodolphus Lestrange. After lunch he spent the next five hours working with Rodolphus. He then went back to his room for two hours for free time and to prepare for dinner with his father at seven. At Seven thirty he was returned to his room for the remainder of the night, and was forbidden to live the forth floor west corridor after nine. This was the schedule he fallowed ever since he was four. He had grown so accustomed to it that if it changed even slightly he became a wreck.
Today was a good day for Adrian because his father was going to be sitting through his lessons with him. He did it every year and it was a day that he always looked forward to but something told him that to day was special. It was instinct that told him something important was about to happen he didn't know it he could trust his instinct it had been wrong before.
Adrian hurried out of the shower and cast a charm to dry himself. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out all of the necessary clothes and quickly pulled them on. He then walked over to where his had laid his outfit for the day, the night before. He pulled on the black under shirt on over his head and slipped on the green silk button up on. He chanced a look at the clock that sat on his bedside table. 5:23.
"Crap."
He practically jumped in to his black pants. He didn't bother with his cloak as of yet. He ran back into his bathroom and quickly gelled his hair back. To many this seemed stupid because he was just going to mess it up when he went running later, but it was discipline that was engrained in to him since he was very small. His father didn't approve of anything less than perfect.
He ran to his bed and pulled his boots on that were set neatly next to the bed and lace them up. As he finished tying them he heard his father knock on his door.
"Come in." He called.
The door opened as he slipped on his cloak. Tom smiled, "Lets go."
Adrian grabbed his gym bag and wand, and quickly caught up with his father who was already halfway down the hall. "Father?"
"Yes?"
"Why are you coming to my classes today? You aren't supposed to come for another month."
Tom laughed; when it came to schedules his son was always right. "Well next month will be when I'll be in France. I told you this last week."
Adrian looked at his father with pleading eyes," Can I come with you? I'll be eleven next week. Please?"
Tom stopped walking and turned to look at his son," I wish you could come but you know you can't, not until you can defend yourself properly. You know that there are still renegades fighting against us. We would be in a real predicament if they captured you."
Adrian did understand his fathers reasoning but it still hurt knowing that he was going to be gone for all of August.
"Come in lets get to breakfast. We are already late as it is."
The two walked in silence the rest of the way.
Breakfast was very quiet, neither of them having anything to say to one another. The silence was broken by house elf running in.
"Master, an urgent matter has arisen. Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape are here to explain. "
"Send him in." Tom told the small elf. He then directed his words to his son, "sorry to cut your breakfast short but why don't you go and take your run now."
"No I don't mind. I still have fifteen minutes for breakfast. I would mess up my entire schedule."
"Alright, Have you ever met Lucius?"
"I don't think so."
"Well you know the deal don't speak."
The door banged open and in walked two men both with long hair one with blond the other with black. When they reached the chair where their master sat they knelt down to show respect.
"My lord we have just received news that Dumbledore is planning an attack here." Lucius said head still bowed. "He is planning it for the 31st."
Tom looked at his son who was sitting across the table. He saw the pale look that had come to ghost over his son's face.
"Are you sure of the date?"
It was Severus who spoke up, "Yes my Lord he has announced it to the Hogwarts staff that he has postponed the annual planning meeting. Our inside contacts also concur."
Tom sat there with his hand on his chin, he spoke, "Adrian?"
The two men looked up to see to whom their lord was talking to. When they spotted the boy they grew curious.
"Yes father?"
"What do you think we should do about this little predicament?"
Adrian thought for a minute before he spoke. "Simple, while they are trying to get through our wards we attack their base with all of our forces. The way that it has been described to me that Dumbledore doesn't exactly have many supporters. So let them try to get us here while we take their headquarters."
Severus grew nervous, with every passing word that this child uttered. Who was this child and why did he call Lord Voldemort Father.
"Severus, Lucius, I'd like to introduce to you my son. Adrian Vladimir Riddle. A real gem isn't he? The plan that he has just told us will be put into action if Dumbledore tries to attack us here. But first we shall deliver a letter telling him that we know of his plan. If this can be avoided then it shall be. For if he attacks that would place my son in danger. Lucius, cancel my trip to France. I'm not leaving my son."
Lucius bowed his head once again. "Yes my Lord."
"Tell no one of my son's existence." Tom ordered the Death Eaters, "Adrian, it's time for your morning run."
Adrian stood, picked up his gym bag, and walked over to where his father sat. "Yes father." he nodded his head in respect and left the room.
"Lucius you are dismissed. Severus I need to speak with you."
As Lucius left Tom spoke, " you know the program that we have discussed."
"Yes my lord?"
"Well it's time to start it. I want you to get the fallowing children these letters." Tom reached down in to the file that was next to his plate and pulled out a list and a stack of papers. "They shall be the first of a new class. Adrian shall also be receiving a letter. You shall make sure that this is kept quiet after all you and I are currently the only ones who know about it."
"Yes my lord. I've just one question, Where shall the school be we have yet to decide."
Lord Voldemort smiled, "Why here of course, I want to over see everything that goes on. Make sure that if a child's name is on the list I gave you that they do not receive a Hogwarts' letter. You are dismissed Severus."
As Severus left the room he read the first few names on the list: Boot, Terry; Bulstrode, Millicent; Crabbe, Vincent; Goyle, Gregory; Malfoy, Draco; Nott, Andrew; Parkinson, Pansy; Turpin, Lisa; Zabini, Blaise. The list continued on with older Slytherin and Ravenclaw students. Severus knew that the list was full of Death Eater's children. He knew that the names at the top of the list were a large portion of the new Hogwarts first years. He knew that he couldn't tell Albus either.
As Severus continued to read the list he saw the name that he most dreaded, Riddle, Adrian. It was at the very bottom. Severus knew things were about to change. He knew that it wasn't favorable to the light. Things were going to change, and nothing could stop it.
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The day passed smoothly at the "Riddle Manor", never once falling off schedule. Tom sat in on Adrian's lessons and was very impressed with the way his son performed. After talking with Crouch and Lestrange he found that Adrian actually was having an off day. And that he was actually better than what he had demonstrated that day.
Tom was very impressed. He knew that if Adrian took the NEWT's that he would find that it was an insult to his abilities, but Tom wanted him to be the best. He wanted him to be better than the best. At the rate that he was learning he would have to start studying on his own soon because Crouch and Lestrange said that there was only so much more that they could teach him. (That being the unforgivables and a few rather difficult charms.) He knew that if he did decide to father educate his son then he was going to have to bring in some masters.
Tom found himself walking to his son's room, he knocked and when he heard the familiar "come in" he opened the door. He looked around the room and spotted Adrian sitting in the window reading a book. He walked over and knelt down.
Adrian tuned his attention from the passage he was reading to his father, "Hello Father, what do I owe this pleasure, you're always busy after dinner."
Tom laughed, "Well I came here to ask you what you thought about having a bunch of children your age come and stay here next year?"
Adrian looked at his father as if he was nuts, "Are you serious?"
"Well for the passed few years I have been considering starting a training school. Kind of a school for those children that have parents in my service, it would be a school where they would be trained to be in my AND your servants. This would save me time of having to train a large number of new recruits, and it would allow you to get to know people your own age. It would give you a chance to start your own small circle of friends."
Adrian smiled, "Do you mean it? Would you really do that?"
Tom smiled back, "I wouldn't have mentioned it if I didn't mean it."
"I would love that."
"Good. I love you" Tom leaned in and kissed him on the forehead.
Adrian pulled his father into a hug. "I love you too." He pulled out of the hug and picked up his book again.
Tom looked down at the book in his son's hands, "What are you reading?"
Adrian held the cover toward his father's face, Hamlet.
"Good choice. If there was only one good muggle author it would be Shakespeare."
The two sat there and just had a conversation. Something neither had done in a long time.
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts there was a secret meeting going on. Dumbledore stood in the front of a crowded Transfiguration classroom. Try to gain some since of order. "People, Please calm down. We must get this meeting underway."
A person near the front of the room Yelled, "Shut- the hell- up" and silence finally came.
"Now that all settled I would just like to say that the planned attack on Voldemort's fortress has been canceled. Apparently there is still a leak amongst us. Let us not point fingers now," Albus said as a man in the back started to speak, "in time the person shall reveal himself or herself, and the problem will be solved. But sadly that is not the only reason why I called you here tonight. I have been informed that we have now an even larger task that we thought. We now have two people that must destroy now, one being Voldemort and the other being his son whose identity is a mystery."
At the announcement a man in the back jumped from his seat, "Albus how do we know it is not false information. We have been receiving a great deal of."
"Sirius my boy. I wouldn't tell you this if I wasn't certain."
"But there have been rumors of an heir for years and if there really was one he would have shown his face by now." Sirius Black persisted.
"Not if he wasn't old enough to, my sources tell me that he heir is a child close to the age of eleven. I was told that majority of the Death Eaters know of his existence."
The debate continued for twenty minutes every time Sirius spoke the crowd doubted more the truth behind the statement of Voldemort's Heir. The meeting ended with nothing accomplished. Almost everyone left with less faith in the cause than when they came. The only plan they had ever constructed was torn from them. Only few would remain loyal to the cause now and that they had lost faith. Most would return home tonight and never return to Albus Dumbledore. They would except the inevitable and learn to live with the fact that You-Know-Who was now in control of their lives. Others would leave Britain as they had been planning before Dumbledore had gotten to them. And others would except the dark mark and raise their families like so many others had been forced to. Today was a day of change; nothing was ever going to be the same again.
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Please be kind and review. It always helps to have encouragement. I'm sorry to all of you who wanted me to show you Adrian's childhood but it would have been very boring.
In response to a bunch of you questions No, Albus will not try and get Harry back. He doesn't even know that Harry is alive.
To answer some questions that are about to be asked, Peter was convicted for the murder of Lily, James, and Harry Potter. Sirius was never sent away, but sadly enough that Christmas the Ministry of Magic fell. At first people fought it but when people saw that nothing really changed they accepted it and moved on. Nothing changed just the government.
As an example of how nothing changed Hogwarts was still allowed to accept Muggle-borns and muggles still go about there every day lives unknowing of the change of government that was taking place out of their sight.
If you have any more questions do hesitate to ask.
Thanks to all of you who reviewed I was really surprised I wasn't expecting anyone to like it. I'll make a list out later and start a page but I'm not on line as I am typing this. But thank you sooooooooo much.
Review. Review. Review.
By: Alexsis Potter-Snape
Summery: AU: Halloween 1981 a fateful day in history, Tom Riddle killed the Potter's but failed to kill their son. But what if he never tried to kill Harry. What if instead he took the boy as his son?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize in the story. I am not gaining any profit from this story. I am writing out of the boredom that I now find myself in.
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Love, Faith, and Change
Adrian was a disciplined boy but he was happy. He was smart and powerful. He never caused any trouble. He always did as his father told, but he liked to push the envelope. He was the perfect child in the eyes of Tom Riddle. Even at the age of ten his father perceived him as perfect.
Adrian lived a life of schedule. At five he woke and spent thirty minutes getting ready which consisted of showering, taming his unruly hair, dressing suitably, brushing his teeth, and anything else that might need to be done. At five thirty he would meet his Father for breakfast that is if his father was home. At six he was sent out on his morning run that lasted for thirty minutes and was allowed the remainder of the hour to clean up and have some free time. At Seven o'clock sharp he went to lessons. He was taught by one of his Father's most loyal servants, Barty Crouch Jr. At twelve he had lunch for an hour with his next teacher Rodolphus Lestrange. After lunch he spent the next five hours working with Rodolphus. He then went back to his room for two hours for free time and to prepare for dinner with his father at seven. At Seven thirty he was returned to his room for the remainder of the night, and was forbidden to live the forth floor west corridor after nine. This was the schedule he fallowed ever since he was four. He had grown so accustomed to it that if it changed even slightly he became a wreck.
Today was a good day for Adrian because his father was going to be sitting through his lessons with him. He did it every year and it was a day that he always looked forward to but something told him that to day was special. It was instinct that told him something important was about to happen he didn't know it he could trust his instinct it had been wrong before.
Adrian hurried out of the shower and cast a charm to dry himself. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out all of the necessary clothes and quickly pulled them on. He then walked over to where his had laid his outfit for the day, the night before. He pulled on the black under shirt on over his head and slipped on the green silk button up on. He chanced a look at the clock that sat on his bedside table. 5:23.
"Crap."
He practically jumped in to his black pants. He didn't bother with his cloak as of yet. He ran back into his bathroom and quickly gelled his hair back. To many this seemed stupid because he was just going to mess it up when he went running later, but it was discipline that was engrained in to him since he was very small. His father didn't approve of anything less than perfect.
He ran to his bed and pulled his boots on that were set neatly next to the bed and lace them up. As he finished tying them he heard his father knock on his door.
"Come in." He called.
The door opened as he slipped on his cloak. Tom smiled, "Lets go."
Adrian grabbed his gym bag and wand, and quickly caught up with his father who was already halfway down the hall. "Father?"
"Yes?"
"Why are you coming to my classes today? You aren't supposed to come for another month."
Tom laughed; when it came to schedules his son was always right. "Well next month will be when I'll be in France. I told you this last week."
Adrian looked at his father with pleading eyes," Can I come with you? I'll be eleven next week. Please?"
Tom stopped walking and turned to look at his son," I wish you could come but you know you can't, not until you can defend yourself properly. You know that there are still renegades fighting against us. We would be in a real predicament if they captured you."
Adrian did understand his fathers reasoning but it still hurt knowing that he was going to be gone for all of August.
"Come in lets get to breakfast. We are already late as it is."
The two walked in silence the rest of the way.
Breakfast was very quiet, neither of them having anything to say to one another. The silence was broken by house elf running in.
"Master, an urgent matter has arisen. Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape are here to explain. "
"Send him in." Tom told the small elf. He then directed his words to his son, "sorry to cut your breakfast short but why don't you go and take your run now."
"No I don't mind. I still have fifteen minutes for breakfast. I would mess up my entire schedule."
"Alright, Have you ever met Lucius?"
"I don't think so."
"Well you know the deal don't speak."
The door banged open and in walked two men both with long hair one with blond the other with black. When they reached the chair where their master sat they knelt down to show respect.
"My lord we have just received news that Dumbledore is planning an attack here." Lucius said head still bowed. "He is planning it for the 31st."
Tom looked at his son who was sitting across the table. He saw the pale look that had come to ghost over his son's face.
"Are you sure of the date?"
It was Severus who spoke up, "Yes my Lord he has announced it to the Hogwarts staff that he has postponed the annual planning meeting. Our inside contacts also concur."
Tom sat there with his hand on his chin, he spoke, "Adrian?"
The two men looked up to see to whom their lord was talking to. When they spotted the boy they grew curious.
"Yes father?"
"What do you think we should do about this little predicament?"
Adrian thought for a minute before he spoke. "Simple, while they are trying to get through our wards we attack their base with all of our forces. The way that it has been described to me that Dumbledore doesn't exactly have many supporters. So let them try to get us here while we take their headquarters."
Severus grew nervous, with every passing word that this child uttered. Who was this child and why did he call Lord Voldemort Father.
"Severus, Lucius, I'd like to introduce to you my son. Adrian Vladimir Riddle. A real gem isn't he? The plan that he has just told us will be put into action if Dumbledore tries to attack us here. But first we shall deliver a letter telling him that we know of his plan. If this can be avoided then it shall be. For if he attacks that would place my son in danger. Lucius, cancel my trip to France. I'm not leaving my son."
Lucius bowed his head once again. "Yes my Lord."
"Tell no one of my son's existence." Tom ordered the Death Eaters, "Adrian, it's time for your morning run."
Adrian stood, picked up his gym bag, and walked over to where his father sat. "Yes father." he nodded his head in respect and left the room.
"Lucius you are dismissed. Severus I need to speak with you."
As Lucius left Tom spoke, " you know the program that we have discussed."
"Yes my lord?"
"Well it's time to start it. I want you to get the fallowing children these letters." Tom reached down in to the file that was next to his plate and pulled out a list and a stack of papers. "They shall be the first of a new class. Adrian shall also be receiving a letter. You shall make sure that this is kept quiet after all you and I are currently the only ones who know about it."
"Yes my lord. I've just one question, Where shall the school be we have yet to decide."
Lord Voldemort smiled, "Why here of course, I want to over see everything that goes on. Make sure that if a child's name is on the list I gave you that they do not receive a Hogwarts' letter. You are dismissed Severus."
As Severus left the room he read the first few names on the list: Boot, Terry; Bulstrode, Millicent; Crabbe, Vincent; Goyle, Gregory; Malfoy, Draco; Nott, Andrew; Parkinson, Pansy; Turpin, Lisa; Zabini, Blaise. The list continued on with older Slytherin and Ravenclaw students. Severus knew that the list was full of Death Eater's children. He knew that the names at the top of the list were a large portion of the new Hogwarts first years. He knew that he couldn't tell Albus either.
As Severus continued to read the list he saw the name that he most dreaded, Riddle, Adrian. It was at the very bottom. Severus knew things were about to change. He knew that it wasn't favorable to the light. Things were going to change, and nothing could stop it.
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The day passed smoothly at the "Riddle Manor", never once falling off schedule. Tom sat in on Adrian's lessons and was very impressed with the way his son performed. After talking with Crouch and Lestrange he found that Adrian actually was having an off day. And that he was actually better than what he had demonstrated that day.
Tom was very impressed. He knew that if Adrian took the NEWT's that he would find that it was an insult to his abilities, but Tom wanted him to be the best. He wanted him to be better than the best. At the rate that he was learning he would have to start studying on his own soon because Crouch and Lestrange said that there was only so much more that they could teach him. (That being the unforgivables and a few rather difficult charms.) He knew that if he did decide to father educate his son then he was going to have to bring in some masters.
Tom found himself walking to his son's room, he knocked and when he heard the familiar "come in" he opened the door. He looked around the room and spotted Adrian sitting in the window reading a book. He walked over and knelt down.
Adrian tuned his attention from the passage he was reading to his father, "Hello Father, what do I owe this pleasure, you're always busy after dinner."
Tom laughed, "Well I came here to ask you what you thought about having a bunch of children your age come and stay here next year?"
Adrian looked at his father as if he was nuts, "Are you serious?"
"Well for the passed few years I have been considering starting a training school. Kind of a school for those children that have parents in my service, it would be a school where they would be trained to be in my AND your servants. This would save me time of having to train a large number of new recruits, and it would allow you to get to know people your own age. It would give you a chance to start your own small circle of friends."
Adrian smiled, "Do you mean it? Would you really do that?"
Tom smiled back, "I wouldn't have mentioned it if I didn't mean it."
"I would love that."
"Good. I love you" Tom leaned in and kissed him on the forehead.
Adrian pulled his father into a hug. "I love you too." He pulled out of the hug and picked up his book again.
Tom looked down at the book in his son's hands, "What are you reading?"
Adrian held the cover toward his father's face, Hamlet.
"Good choice. If there was only one good muggle author it would be Shakespeare."
The two sat there and just had a conversation. Something neither had done in a long time.
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts there was a secret meeting going on. Dumbledore stood in the front of a crowded Transfiguration classroom. Try to gain some since of order. "People, Please calm down. We must get this meeting underway."
A person near the front of the room Yelled, "Shut- the hell- up" and silence finally came.
"Now that all settled I would just like to say that the planned attack on Voldemort's fortress has been canceled. Apparently there is still a leak amongst us. Let us not point fingers now," Albus said as a man in the back started to speak, "in time the person shall reveal himself or herself, and the problem will be solved. But sadly that is not the only reason why I called you here tonight. I have been informed that we have now an even larger task that we thought. We now have two people that must destroy now, one being Voldemort and the other being his son whose identity is a mystery."
At the announcement a man in the back jumped from his seat, "Albus how do we know it is not false information. We have been receiving a great deal of."
"Sirius my boy. I wouldn't tell you this if I wasn't certain."
"But there have been rumors of an heir for years and if there really was one he would have shown his face by now." Sirius Black persisted.
"Not if he wasn't old enough to, my sources tell me that he heir is a child close to the age of eleven. I was told that majority of the Death Eaters know of his existence."
The debate continued for twenty minutes every time Sirius spoke the crowd doubted more the truth behind the statement of Voldemort's Heir. The meeting ended with nothing accomplished. Almost everyone left with less faith in the cause than when they came. The only plan they had ever constructed was torn from them. Only few would remain loyal to the cause now and that they had lost faith. Most would return home tonight and never return to Albus Dumbledore. They would except the inevitable and learn to live with the fact that You-Know-Who was now in control of their lives. Others would leave Britain as they had been planning before Dumbledore had gotten to them. And others would except the dark mark and raise their families like so many others had been forced to. Today was a day of change; nothing was ever going to be the same again.
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Please be kind and review. It always helps to have encouragement. I'm sorry to all of you who wanted me to show you Adrian's childhood but it would have been very boring.
In response to a bunch of you questions No, Albus will not try and get Harry back. He doesn't even know that Harry is alive.
To answer some questions that are about to be asked, Peter was convicted for the murder of Lily, James, and Harry Potter. Sirius was never sent away, but sadly enough that Christmas the Ministry of Magic fell. At first people fought it but when people saw that nothing really changed they accepted it and moved on. Nothing changed just the government.
As an example of how nothing changed Hogwarts was still allowed to accept Muggle-borns and muggles still go about there every day lives unknowing of the change of government that was taking place out of their sight.
If you have any more questions do hesitate to ask.
Thanks to all of you who reviewed I was really surprised I wasn't expecting anyone to like it. I'll make a list out later and start a page but I'm not on line as I am typing this. But thank you sooooooooo much.
Review. Review. Review.