YA like if I owned Harry Potter I would be writing fan fictions so
obviously I do not own Harry Potter, however a few of the characters are
mine I'll do a complete list later………..if you sue I should warn you all you
would get is a gum wrapper and the lint out of my pocket so if you really
want it go ahead but it is not advisable.
Okay I was reading fanfiction.net one night oooooooooooo big surprise there ^__^ and came across Serethina's story and was intrigued by the main story point. So one of the ideas came from her, I can't say which one cause it'll give my chapter away ~_^ , but the plot is mine. To Serethina I'm sorry for taking the idea but if I don't write this down it will never get out of my head and my muse will continue to beat me over the head with it. So I up and stole it from you I hope you don't mind. So please don't me mad at me
puh-leeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzzz (give irresistible puppy eyes) ^__^. Anyway I'm also currently working on a second Harry Potter alternate universe fic as well but since it is my baby it is taking much longer to get it out but I do have the prologue and chapter one done I just need to type it. So let me know what you think of this one and if y'all like it let me know and I will continue……please review I review your stories sooooooooo review mine and be fore warned flames will be handled accordingly :}
Warning may contain spoilers for the series: MUWAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA this is my first real Harry Potter fanfic I usually write anime fiction but I figured hey I'll give this a try. Now on with the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1 BLOOD LINES
Prologue
"The Child"
January 1966~
A tremendous wind howled as Caius Malfoy climbed the spiral staircase that lead to his master. Malfoy applied the steely stare he was known for as he respectfully knocked quietly on the door of the chamber.
"Enter!" came the irritated reply.
"My lord please excuse the intru….."
But Riddle's menacing voice cut him off abruptly, "I gave you specific instructions that I was not to be disturbed at any cost."
"Yes of course my lord." He said with a sharp bow and continued "but the others have arrived for the meeting. You wished to be informed formally of their arrival did you not?"
An evil smile played over Riddle's features as he turned to look at the man before him, whose eyes never wandered from his master as he spoke.
"My lord do you wish me to dismiss the guests?"
"No, tell them that I will attend promptly and have the elves serve some refreshments." He said sneering.
"Of course my lord. With the blue crystal goblets or the green?" he asked with a knowing smile.
"I do believe that this meeting does require the special uses of the green crystal don't you?" he said with a smirk as he donned his dress robe.
"Of course my lord you will shall be done." And with a knowing smile Malfoy went to carry out his employer's wishes.
Ten minutes later Tom Riddle entered the main entertaining hall of his ancient manor, graciousness practically oozing out of every poor as he meet his business associates.
"Good evening gentlemen" he said shaking each hand in turn while smiling, "please do forgive my tardiness but I had pressing matters that simply had to be attended too."
"Of course Mr. Riddle the ministry understands. We ourselves came here on a very important business ourselves you know."
"No doubt sir, if the Ministry of Magic has sent you then it must be most important. Would you care for a drink?" said Riddle as he rang for the house elf and settled into his wingback for a long night of talks.
The storm still raged outside as the meeting came to a close, a few hours later, with a thump as the last ministry member fell to the floor, the lord of the manor sat sipping on his brandy. Within seconds the house elves, which were not of the typical variety, bearing black bat wings and fangs came into dispose of the four bodies.
Malfoy came around to the chair across from his master non-chalontley and sat down, "Master not wanting to question your actions I must inquire to why you invited them here to the meeting. Surely they told someone of their plans this evening. Will it not look suspicious when all four are found dead?"
"Your concern is warranted however the ministry couldn't find their way out of a wall-less room." Malfoy simply snorted as he took a sip of brandy.
"My Lord?"
"What?" he said as he turned to look at the menacing looking elf.
"An owl just arrived for you, Sir."
His master raised an eyebrow at this "Well what is the message?"
He quickly approached the dark wizard and handed him a piece of parchment. Slowly he unrolled the message and began to read.
Tom;
There is a problem with mistress Deanna. She is in no danger but it does require your immediate attention.
LB
Malfoy curiously watched as the message was crumpled and thrown into the fire.
"Is everything alright?"
"Nothing I can't handle. You will see that these," he sneered at the bodies as he stepped over them," are dealt with."
"Of course my lord."
"Bring me my cloak." He bellowed from the hall, the little elf jumped as he rushed to do his masters bidding.
Malfoy just sighed as he began instructing the elves on the proper way to dispose of the bodies.
The weather was no better when the dark lord appeared at the small house in the dreary countryside. The wind blew and whipped at the trees fiercely as he gathered his cloak closer around his shoulders to keep out the chill. As he walked up the steps to the door he regretted the day he put an anti- apparation spell on the cottage. He was met by a large cloaked figured with a large black owl perched on his shoulder as the door was opened. The cloaked figured bowed deep as he permitted the dark lord to enter the house, as he shook the rain off and quickly preformed a drying spell.
"So my dear Lavienth what seems to be the problem with our dear potions mistress?" Riddle asked as he headed for the back of the cottage but he was stopped short by the large figure with piercing blue eyes.
"My lord before you enter I would like to say that never have I betrayed your trust."
"Of course not I am aware of your loyalty. Why would I have reason to doubt." He asked eyes narrowing dangerously as he surveyed the man before him as he pushed his way into the room.
As he opened the door he was met by a piercing scream that emanated from the figure on the bed. He was not prepared for what he saw before him. His dear insane cousin and the most brilliant potions mistress in the world lying on the bed writhing in agony singing a song.
"What in the hell!?!?!?!?!" he cried as he went to the bed to take her fragile hand. Lavienth slowly shut the door behind them as he nervously watched the dark wizard smoothing out his cousins hair.
"Deanna," he said gently trying to bring her in from her song. "Deanna?"
Slowly the young woman turned her head to meet the gaze of her cousin. "TOM!!!" she sang with joy as she smiled at him.
"Deanna what is wrong, tell me."
"Nothing is wrong dear cousin why ever would you think that?" she asked innocently before she let out another cry.
"No Deanna everything is not okay." Came the irritated reply as he turned to Levianth he continued. " How long has this been going on?"
"She was not like this when I arrived my Lord it has gotten steadily worse as the hours have passed."
"What do you mean?" he asked glaring at the blue-eyed man.
The man started to answer but was suddenly interrupted by the figure on the bed. "Oh isn't this wonderful Tom?" she sang as she struggled to sit up. "I'm gonna be a momma!" she cried as Riddle dropped her hand.
"That's impossible!!" he said calmly turning to look at the man in the doorway.
"YUP!!!!!" chirped the potions mistress "me I'm gonna be a mother." Ever so slowly the dark lord rose to his feet to face the man behind him, as Deanna sang merrily in between bouts of pain Lavienth searched his brain for an answer but the truth was so absurd he didn't even believe it himself.
"Lavienth I am waiting!" Riddle shouted as he clenched his wand in his hand. But all the man could do was stare at the powerful wizard before him. "What has happened to my cousin." He fairly spat as he said these words.
"I'm not sure my lord. I haven't seen her since the summer as we had scheduled and when I arrived tonight I found in this condition." Watching the wizard closely.
"So she just did this to herself?" came the disbelieving reply. He heard Deanna giggle childishly as thunder crashed overhead and lightning filled the sky.
"My lord you said yourself that you had no reason to doubt my loyalty." Riddle narrowed his eyes as he turned back to the insane woman behind him.
"Deanna…Deanna," slowly the woman once again turned to face him. "Deanna I want to know who has done this to you. Who is the father of your baby? Is he in the room now?" The pale blue eyes just stared blankly at him as if he wasn't even there. "Deanna who is the FATHER is he here now?" he repeated a little slower, she just nodded and smiled as she started humming another song.
Lavienth had never known what hit him but suddenly he found himself lying on the floor covered with blood.
"You dare lie to ME!!!!" Riddle cried as he pointed his wand at the injured man, but Deanna's insane laughter brought his attention back to her.
"You think it was Lavienth?" she cried out laughing hysterically. "Him?" Her insane laughter filled the room as Tom stared at her waiting for her senses to return to her. When she had finally recovered he proceeded with his questioning.
"We are the only two men in the room and I can guarantee that I am not the father. Therefore it must be him." He spat gesturing to the man in the doorway. She began immediately to laugh again trying to explain in between hysterics.
"You and he are not the only two men in the room." She sang as another wave of pain ripped through her, he waited for her recovery and followed her eyes when they had come back into focus. Another bolt of lightning filled the corners of the room with golden light as he saw IT standing there, one of her guardians; one of the dementors had entered the room. He turned to Lavienth who look absolutely sick and then back to Deanna.
"So what are you saying? He is not the father and I know I'm not." he continued irritation very prevalent in his voice. He did not like playing games even if it was with his last relative distant as she may be. "Are you saying it was that?" he pointed his finger to the shadowed corner. To his horror he was answered by a maniacal grin and a laugh.
"YOU GUESSED IT!!!!!!!!" she sang and fell back to the pillows of the bed. The dark wizard simply stared at the woman. 'This can't be they are not even human." 'This is not possible. This is just unnatural. But as crazy as she has always been she has never lied', he thought to himself. 'This is wrong just wrong.' Continued the inner monologue.
"You can't be serious! Deanna it's not possible!"
"Why not?" she asked becoming very serious as she glared at her cousin, "Why is it not possible. You told it to do anything I wanted and I was lonely, and this is the result." She said gesturing towards herself on the bed as she was seized by another attack more serious than the others.
"Lavienth go to the village and fetch the midwife! GO NOW!!!!!!" he bellowed as the other man left grateful to be out of that horrid room.
Riddle had a look of horror on his face as he conjured up a chair to sit on beside her bed as she turned and looked at him. "Don't look that way Tom I'm pleased with this." Riddle was still beyond words forty-five minutes later when Lavienth returned with the midwife. The little plump woman burst in through the door and dropped her supplies in shock when she saw the young mother to be; quickly she ran to her side and turned abruptly on Riddle.
"YOU SHOULD NOT BE IN HERE! AND GET THAT THING OUT OF HERE!!!!" she yelled when she saw the dementor in the corner. However it made no motion to move until the faint whisper of Deanna's could be heard telling it that she was all right and that it should leave, followed by the two men. Neither of the two men spoke the only sound that could be heard was the storm outside and the occasional cries from the bedroom. However from what Lavienth could tell the dark lord had gotten over his shock and seemed to be deep in thought as he stood up to pace.
Riddled ignored the sounds of the rain around him as he thought about the aspects of what had just happened. According to his dear insane cousin she was having a child that had a dementor as its father. Unnatural yes but not the most unnatural thing to ever happen in the world of magic, he himself had seen much stranger things. What powers would the child have, what purpose could it play in his upcoming plans. An evil smile spread slowly across his face as he was ripped suddenly from his thoughts by one last shrill cry, and then all was eerily silent.
Slowly he crossed to the bedroom door and pushed it open. The plump little mid wife looked utterly exhausted as she bent over wrapping something in a soft blanket. Deanna he had noticed had been bathed and seemed to be resting nicely. This was good for Riddle would hate to loose a potions mistress, and one as powerful as Deanna is nearly impossible to find, he thought as he crossed over too her.
"I'm sorry." Replied the midwife," but the birth was too much for her." Riddle just grunted as he dropped her dainty hand.
'Damn! Where am I supposed to find another potion's mistress.' He thought as the little woman brought the baby over to him.
"Here you go sir." She said placing the baby in his arms. "Quite an unusual child if I may say so…ever so quiet never made a sound. And his eyes…"
Riddle could feel the power emanating from the little bundle in his arms, he could fairly see the magical aura that surrounded the child and he smiled. 'This child, my child', he thought,'will be powerful and he will be mine.' Then he noticed and he realized in this instant that he had been doubting his cousin's tale and now he had his answer, as he gazed at the black pools the child had for eyes and the onyx eyes stared back absorbing everything around him. The wizard chuckled sending shivers up the two remaining occupants spines, yes this one would be most powerful.
Lavienth shooed the little woman out of the house paying her at the door and leaving her with a severe promise of pain and death if she ever told of what happened here tonight, she stood in the rain petrified staring at the door as the man shut it behind him and returned to his master.
"Lavienth, you are married are you not?" asked Riddle as the other man reentered the room.
"Yes milord." He said with a confused nod.
"What should I call him?" he wondered aloud as the powerful wizard and the child regarded one another.
"I do not know my lord." Came the reply as he watched the baby fall asleep in his blankets.
"You Lavienth will take the child and raise him to be mine, do you understand?"
"Yes my lord."
"You will raise him to serve me and only me, do I make my self clear." Lavienth who was a brave man shuddered as the cold eyes turned and faced him.
"Yes my lord."
"He is most powerful and will be a great ally in our time to come." He said handing the child to the other man and turning to leave, leaving the child's mother lying forgotten in the room.
"My lord?" Riddle turned and faced his servant. "What shall we call him, shall he keep his mother's name?"
"Yes her family name is and honorable one and demands respect, as for a surname hmmmmmmm." He thought for a moment, as he looked at the severe little face the child made in his sleep.
'What a splendid name for the child the last of his blood line, the most powerful bloodlines' he thought. He smiled as he continued aloud "Call him Severus. Yes Severus Snape that will do nicely in deed." And with that the dark lord disappeared into the night.
Lavienth wrapped the little bundle in his cloak as he turned to leave, his wife would not be pleased with the child save that it was a direct order from Riddle. Leaving the child's mother alone in the cold house he tightened his grip on this unfortunate child whose fate had just been sealed. And with a flick of his wrist he was gone the only thing that could be heard was the wind and a soft ghostly humming emanating from deep with in the house.
Okay I was reading fanfiction.net one night oooooooooooo big surprise there ^__^ and came across Serethina's story and was intrigued by the main story point. So one of the ideas came from her, I can't say which one cause it'll give my chapter away ~_^ , but the plot is mine. To Serethina I'm sorry for taking the idea but if I don't write this down it will never get out of my head and my muse will continue to beat me over the head with it. So I up and stole it from you I hope you don't mind. So please don't me mad at me
puh-leeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzzz (give irresistible puppy eyes) ^__^. Anyway I'm also currently working on a second Harry Potter alternate universe fic as well but since it is my baby it is taking much longer to get it out but I do have the prologue and chapter one done I just need to type it. So let me know what you think of this one and if y'all like it let me know and I will continue……please review I review your stories sooooooooo review mine and be fore warned flames will be handled accordingly :}
Warning may contain spoilers for the series: MUWAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA this is my first real Harry Potter fanfic I usually write anime fiction but I figured hey I'll give this a try. Now on with the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1 BLOOD LINES
Prologue
"The Child"
January 1966~
A tremendous wind howled as Caius Malfoy climbed the spiral staircase that lead to his master. Malfoy applied the steely stare he was known for as he respectfully knocked quietly on the door of the chamber.
"Enter!" came the irritated reply.
"My lord please excuse the intru….."
But Riddle's menacing voice cut him off abruptly, "I gave you specific instructions that I was not to be disturbed at any cost."
"Yes of course my lord." He said with a sharp bow and continued "but the others have arrived for the meeting. You wished to be informed formally of their arrival did you not?"
An evil smile played over Riddle's features as he turned to look at the man before him, whose eyes never wandered from his master as he spoke.
"My lord do you wish me to dismiss the guests?"
"No, tell them that I will attend promptly and have the elves serve some refreshments." He said sneering.
"Of course my lord. With the blue crystal goblets or the green?" he asked with a knowing smile.
"I do believe that this meeting does require the special uses of the green crystal don't you?" he said with a smirk as he donned his dress robe.
"Of course my lord you will shall be done." And with a knowing smile Malfoy went to carry out his employer's wishes.
Ten minutes later Tom Riddle entered the main entertaining hall of his ancient manor, graciousness practically oozing out of every poor as he meet his business associates.
"Good evening gentlemen" he said shaking each hand in turn while smiling, "please do forgive my tardiness but I had pressing matters that simply had to be attended too."
"Of course Mr. Riddle the ministry understands. We ourselves came here on a very important business ourselves you know."
"No doubt sir, if the Ministry of Magic has sent you then it must be most important. Would you care for a drink?" said Riddle as he rang for the house elf and settled into his wingback for a long night of talks.
The storm still raged outside as the meeting came to a close, a few hours later, with a thump as the last ministry member fell to the floor, the lord of the manor sat sipping on his brandy. Within seconds the house elves, which were not of the typical variety, bearing black bat wings and fangs came into dispose of the four bodies.
Malfoy came around to the chair across from his master non-chalontley and sat down, "Master not wanting to question your actions I must inquire to why you invited them here to the meeting. Surely they told someone of their plans this evening. Will it not look suspicious when all four are found dead?"
"Your concern is warranted however the ministry couldn't find their way out of a wall-less room." Malfoy simply snorted as he took a sip of brandy.
"My Lord?"
"What?" he said as he turned to look at the menacing looking elf.
"An owl just arrived for you, Sir."
His master raised an eyebrow at this "Well what is the message?"
He quickly approached the dark wizard and handed him a piece of parchment. Slowly he unrolled the message and began to read.
Tom;
There is a problem with mistress Deanna. She is in no danger but it does require your immediate attention.
LB
Malfoy curiously watched as the message was crumpled and thrown into the fire.
"Is everything alright?"
"Nothing I can't handle. You will see that these," he sneered at the bodies as he stepped over them," are dealt with."
"Of course my lord."
"Bring me my cloak." He bellowed from the hall, the little elf jumped as he rushed to do his masters bidding.
Malfoy just sighed as he began instructing the elves on the proper way to dispose of the bodies.
The weather was no better when the dark lord appeared at the small house in the dreary countryside. The wind blew and whipped at the trees fiercely as he gathered his cloak closer around his shoulders to keep out the chill. As he walked up the steps to the door he regretted the day he put an anti- apparation spell on the cottage. He was met by a large cloaked figured with a large black owl perched on his shoulder as the door was opened. The cloaked figured bowed deep as he permitted the dark lord to enter the house, as he shook the rain off and quickly preformed a drying spell.
"So my dear Lavienth what seems to be the problem with our dear potions mistress?" Riddle asked as he headed for the back of the cottage but he was stopped short by the large figure with piercing blue eyes.
"My lord before you enter I would like to say that never have I betrayed your trust."
"Of course not I am aware of your loyalty. Why would I have reason to doubt." He asked eyes narrowing dangerously as he surveyed the man before him as he pushed his way into the room.
As he opened the door he was met by a piercing scream that emanated from the figure on the bed. He was not prepared for what he saw before him. His dear insane cousin and the most brilliant potions mistress in the world lying on the bed writhing in agony singing a song.
"What in the hell!?!?!?!?!" he cried as he went to the bed to take her fragile hand. Lavienth slowly shut the door behind them as he nervously watched the dark wizard smoothing out his cousins hair.
"Deanna," he said gently trying to bring her in from her song. "Deanna?"
Slowly the young woman turned her head to meet the gaze of her cousin. "TOM!!!" she sang with joy as she smiled at him.
"Deanna what is wrong, tell me."
"Nothing is wrong dear cousin why ever would you think that?" she asked innocently before she let out another cry.
"No Deanna everything is not okay." Came the irritated reply as he turned to Levianth he continued. " How long has this been going on?"
"She was not like this when I arrived my Lord it has gotten steadily worse as the hours have passed."
"What do you mean?" he asked glaring at the blue-eyed man.
The man started to answer but was suddenly interrupted by the figure on the bed. "Oh isn't this wonderful Tom?" she sang as she struggled to sit up. "I'm gonna be a momma!" she cried as Riddle dropped her hand.
"That's impossible!!" he said calmly turning to look at the man in the doorway.
"YUP!!!!!" chirped the potions mistress "me I'm gonna be a mother." Ever so slowly the dark lord rose to his feet to face the man behind him, as Deanna sang merrily in between bouts of pain Lavienth searched his brain for an answer but the truth was so absurd he didn't even believe it himself.
"Lavienth I am waiting!" Riddle shouted as he clenched his wand in his hand. But all the man could do was stare at the powerful wizard before him. "What has happened to my cousin." He fairly spat as he said these words.
"I'm not sure my lord. I haven't seen her since the summer as we had scheduled and when I arrived tonight I found in this condition." Watching the wizard closely.
"So she just did this to herself?" came the disbelieving reply. He heard Deanna giggle childishly as thunder crashed overhead and lightning filled the sky.
"My lord you said yourself that you had no reason to doubt my loyalty." Riddle narrowed his eyes as he turned back to the insane woman behind him.
"Deanna…Deanna," slowly the woman once again turned to face him. "Deanna I want to know who has done this to you. Who is the father of your baby? Is he in the room now?" The pale blue eyes just stared blankly at him as if he wasn't even there. "Deanna who is the FATHER is he here now?" he repeated a little slower, she just nodded and smiled as she started humming another song.
Lavienth had never known what hit him but suddenly he found himself lying on the floor covered with blood.
"You dare lie to ME!!!!" Riddle cried as he pointed his wand at the injured man, but Deanna's insane laughter brought his attention back to her.
"You think it was Lavienth?" she cried out laughing hysterically. "Him?" Her insane laughter filled the room as Tom stared at her waiting for her senses to return to her. When she had finally recovered he proceeded with his questioning.
"We are the only two men in the room and I can guarantee that I am not the father. Therefore it must be him." He spat gesturing to the man in the doorway. She began immediately to laugh again trying to explain in between hysterics.
"You and he are not the only two men in the room." She sang as another wave of pain ripped through her, he waited for her recovery and followed her eyes when they had come back into focus. Another bolt of lightning filled the corners of the room with golden light as he saw IT standing there, one of her guardians; one of the dementors had entered the room. He turned to Lavienth who look absolutely sick and then back to Deanna.
"So what are you saying? He is not the father and I know I'm not." he continued irritation very prevalent in his voice. He did not like playing games even if it was with his last relative distant as she may be. "Are you saying it was that?" he pointed his finger to the shadowed corner. To his horror he was answered by a maniacal grin and a laugh.
"YOU GUESSED IT!!!!!!!!" she sang and fell back to the pillows of the bed. The dark wizard simply stared at the woman. 'This can't be they are not even human." 'This is not possible. This is just unnatural. But as crazy as she has always been she has never lied', he thought to himself. 'This is wrong just wrong.' Continued the inner monologue.
"You can't be serious! Deanna it's not possible!"
"Why not?" she asked becoming very serious as she glared at her cousin, "Why is it not possible. You told it to do anything I wanted and I was lonely, and this is the result." She said gesturing towards herself on the bed as she was seized by another attack more serious than the others.
"Lavienth go to the village and fetch the midwife! GO NOW!!!!!!" he bellowed as the other man left grateful to be out of that horrid room.
Riddle had a look of horror on his face as he conjured up a chair to sit on beside her bed as she turned and looked at him. "Don't look that way Tom I'm pleased with this." Riddle was still beyond words forty-five minutes later when Lavienth returned with the midwife. The little plump woman burst in through the door and dropped her supplies in shock when she saw the young mother to be; quickly she ran to her side and turned abruptly on Riddle.
"YOU SHOULD NOT BE IN HERE! AND GET THAT THING OUT OF HERE!!!!" she yelled when she saw the dementor in the corner. However it made no motion to move until the faint whisper of Deanna's could be heard telling it that she was all right and that it should leave, followed by the two men. Neither of the two men spoke the only sound that could be heard was the storm outside and the occasional cries from the bedroom. However from what Lavienth could tell the dark lord had gotten over his shock and seemed to be deep in thought as he stood up to pace.
Riddled ignored the sounds of the rain around him as he thought about the aspects of what had just happened. According to his dear insane cousin she was having a child that had a dementor as its father. Unnatural yes but not the most unnatural thing to ever happen in the world of magic, he himself had seen much stranger things. What powers would the child have, what purpose could it play in his upcoming plans. An evil smile spread slowly across his face as he was ripped suddenly from his thoughts by one last shrill cry, and then all was eerily silent.
Slowly he crossed to the bedroom door and pushed it open. The plump little mid wife looked utterly exhausted as she bent over wrapping something in a soft blanket. Deanna he had noticed had been bathed and seemed to be resting nicely. This was good for Riddle would hate to loose a potions mistress, and one as powerful as Deanna is nearly impossible to find, he thought as he crossed over too her.
"I'm sorry." Replied the midwife," but the birth was too much for her." Riddle just grunted as he dropped her dainty hand.
'Damn! Where am I supposed to find another potion's mistress.' He thought as the little woman brought the baby over to him.
"Here you go sir." She said placing the baby in his arms. "Quite an unusual child if I may say so…ever so quiet never made a sound. And his eyes…"
Riddle could feel the power emanating from the little bundle in his arms, he could fairly see the magical aura that surrounded the child and he smiled. 'This child, my child', he thought,'will be powerful and he will be mine.' Then he noticed and he realized in this instant that he had been doubting his cousin's tale and now he had his answer, as he gazed at the black pools the child had for eyes and the onyx eyes stared back absorbing everything around him. The wizard chuckled sending shivers up the two remaining occupants spines, yes this one would be most powerful.
Lavienth shooed the little woman out of the house paying her at the door and leaving her with a severe promise of pain and death if she ever told of what happened here tonight, she stood in the rain petrified staring at the door as the man shut it behind him and returned to his master.
"Lavienth, you are married are you not?" asked Riddle as the other man reentered the room.
"Yes milord." He said with a confused nod.
"What should I call him?" he wondered aloud as the powerful wizard and the child regarded one another.
"I do not know my lord." Came the reply as he watched the baby fall asleep in his blankets.
"You Lavienth will take the child and raise him to be mine, do you understand?"
"Yes my lord."
"You will raise him to serve me and only me, do I make my self clear." Lavienth who was a brave man shuddered as the cold eyes turned and faced him.
"Yes my lord."
"He is most powerful and will be a great ally in our time to come." He said handing the child to the other man and turning to leave, leaving the child's mother lying forgotten in the room.
"My lord?" Riddle turned and faced his servant. "What shall we call him, shall he keep his mother's name?"
"Yes her family name is and honorable one and demands respect, as for a surname hmmmmmmm." He thought for a moment, as he looked at the severe little face the child made in his sleep.
'What a splendid name for the child the last of his blood line, the most powerful bloodlines' he thought. He smiled as he continued aloud "Call him Severus. Yes Severus Snape that will do nicely in deed." And with that the dark lord disappeared into the night.
Lavienth wrapped the little bundle in his cloak as he turned to leave, his wife would not be pleased with the child save that it was a direct order from Riddle. Leaving the child's mother alone in the cold house he tightened his grip on this unfortunate child whose fate had just been sealed. And with a flick of his wrist he was gone the only thing that could be heard was the wind and a soft ghostly humming emanating from deep with in the house.