Son of The Dark Lord Chapter 3
Matthias stretched and rolled over as he slowly came to awareness. He rubbed at his eyes and sat up, all the while yawning. He smiled to himself as the previous days memories came flooding back to him. He had finally been rescued from Azkaban, by Lucius Malfoy and other Deatheaters, and had been taken home.
He was currently waiting for his father to come and visit, seeing as the potions he had been forced to drink mended his many broken bones, bruises, and cuts. He had not been allowed to move around too much, and that gave the potions time to work. He grimaced as he remembered the horrid tastes.
A knock at the door startled him out of his semi-daze. "Matthias? You awake?" Lucius came in and closed the door behind him. "Your father is on his way, do you need any help to dress or do you want me to leave?" Matthias grimaced again.
"You may leave." With a flick of his wrist, his pajamas transformed into regular clothes; a pair of tight leather pant and an emerald green button down dress shirt. Lucius rolled his eyes and turned towards the door.
"Very well then." He exited the room and Matthias stood up, stretching and loving the fact that there was no pain when he did so. He turned back to the door as it opened again. A man, taller than Matthias, with glowing red eyes and black hair entered the room.
"Matthias. I hope your stay at Azkaban wasn't too.terrible." Matthias studied his father for a minute and was relieved when he saw the man relax and smile at him. For the first time in years, Matthias allowed himself a true smile and flung himself at his father.
"Father! I've missed you." Voldemort's icy exterior melted and his face relaxed into that of Tom Riddle, father of Matthias, and he allowed himself to become alive again with happiness.
"And I've missed you. I'm sorry I couldn't have gotten you out sooner, but I had to regain my strength." Matthias nodded into his father's robes. "How are you feeling?"
"Better than I have in years!" Tom (A/N: I'm going to refer to him as Tom when he's alone with Matthias and when he has Matthias with him, like around his Deatheaters and other places unless it's from another's p.o.v.. All other times I will refer to him as Voldemort) smiled at him and ruffled his hair affectionately.
"That's good. I have a meeting to go to now, but I promise we can spend more time together later tonight before you leave okay?" Matthias pulled away and looked up at his father.
"Why can't I go with you?" He pouted. "Please? And what do you mean leave?"
"You'll find out more later.you want to go with me?" Matthias nodded eagerly. "Are you sure?" Matthias stepped away and a familiar look of indifferent coldness passed over his face.
"Oh, of course I do." He sneered coldly. "I want to meet all of your WONDERFUL Deatheaters." Tom blinked before letting a similar mask fall over his own face.
"Good to hear that you want to stay in the family business." They both smirked before bursting out into laughter. They collected themselves then let them masks fall back into place before stalking out of the room together and heading to the Deatheater meeting.
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Severus stood beside Lucius as he waited for the Dark Lord to make an appearance. He had been in his lab, brewing potions for the hospital wing at Hogwarts when his Dark Mark began to burn. "You know He might stick Matthias with one of us." Lucius spoke up, smirk in place.
"Unfortunately." Severus replied. "I'm hoping that you get him." Lucius chuckled. Severus gave him an annoyed glare before turning to the doors, which had burst open.
Father and son stood side by side, both wearing identical smirks. The Dark Lord was a head taller than his son, but both were equal in strength, and they both had identical red eyes. Severus sighed lightly, knowing that Albus would botch up his cover if the boy was put into his care.
"Deatheaters! Today is a glorious day! A glorious day indeed. I am proud of those who went to retrieve my son, and you will be rewarded later for your efforts. Until then, what is the news on Hogwarts?" The Dark Lord stalked over to his 'throne' and sat. His son stood beside him, looking over all the Deatheaters with a weird look in his eyes.
"My Lord. My son says that the new Defense classes are progressing. He says that they are.on their way to covering the Unforgivables. The Headmaster has gotten permission to teach the students to use them." Lucius bowed deeply.
"Thank you Lucius. Severus, what of potions and such?" Matthias leaned on the arm of his father's chair and cocked his head at Severus.
"Sev! Long time no see!" He grinned, making Severus sweat. Matthias never grinned like that unless he had something on his mind.
"Yes, Matthias, I know. My Lord, they are making me teach the older students more.dangerous potions, as well as advanced healing potions." The Dark Lord made a face.
"Very well. I can't have you NOT teach them, that would blow your cover." Voldemort made another face. "Then there is nothing to be done. One more thing before I release you all. I will not always be able to be with Matthias here," at this Matthias pouted. "So I want someone to take him. Just for a while."
"I want to stay with you! Not them!" Matthias made a rude gesture at the Deatheaters.
"I know, but it isn't safe. Severus! I believe you are close enough to Matthias, don't you agree?" Severus paled but nodded. "Then he will go with you. Tell the old fool he's your nephew or something! You're all dismissed!"
TBC
Yay! Another cliffie.sorta. Thanks again to all reviewers.
Rachel: Once again, thanks. I plan on harassing Shades until she updates.heh..I read the story and its great.and I'd love to write u a HP/Ligulas fic, just give me time to get this one half done. It'll also give me time to do some research on LOTR.I've never tried to write one before..
Matthias stretched and rolled over as he slowly came to awareness. He rubbed at his eyes and sat up, all the while yawning. He smiled to himself as the previous days memories came flooding back to him. He had finally been rescued from Azkaban, by Lucius Malfoy and other Deatheaters, and had been taken home.
He was currently waiting for his father to come and visit, seeing as the potions he had been forced to drink mended his many broken bones, bruises, and cuts. He had not been allowed to move around too much, and that gave the potions time to work. He grimaced as he remembered the horrid tastes.
A knock at the door startled him out of his semi-daze. "Matthias? You awake?" Lucius came in and closed the door behind him. "Your father is on his way, do you need any help to dress or do you want me to leave?" Matthias grimaced again.
"You may leave." With a flick of his wrist, his pajamas transformed into regular clothes; a pair of tight leather pant and an emerald green button down dress shirt. Lucius rolled his eyes and turned towards the door.
"Very well then." He exited the room and Matthias stood up, stretching and loving the fact that there was no pain when he did so. He turned back to the door as it opened again. A man, taller than Matthias, with glowing red eyes and black hair entered the room.
"Matthias. I hope your stay at Azkaban wasn't too.terrible." Matthias studied his father for a minute and was relieved when he saw the man relax and smile at him. For the first time in years, Matthias allowed himself a true smile and flung himself at his father.
"Father! I've missed you." Voldemort's icy exterior melted and his face relaxed into that of Tom Riddle, father of Matthias, and he allowed himself to become alive again with happiness.
"And I've missed you. I'm sorry I couldn't have gotten you out sooner, but I had to regain my strength." Matthias nodded into his father's robes. "How are you feeling?"
"Better than I have in years!" Tom (A/N: I'm going to refer to him as Tom when he's alone with Matthias and when he has Matthias with him, like around his Deatheaters and other places unless it's from another's p.o.v.. All other times I will refer to him as Voldemort) smiled at him and ruffled his hair affectionately.
"That's good. I have a meeting to go to now, but I promise we can spend more time together later tonight before you leave okay?" Matthias pulled away and looked up at his father.
"Why can't I go with you?" He pouted. "Please? And what do you mean leave?"
"You'll find out more later.you want to go with me?" Matthias nodded eagerly. "Are you sure?" Matthias stepped away and a familiar look of indifferent coldness passed over his face.
"Oh, of course I do." He sneered coldly. "I want to meet all of your WONDERFUL Deatheaters." Tom blinked before letting a similar mask fall over his own face.
"Good to hear that you want to stay in the family business." They both smirked before bursting out into laughter. They collected themselves then let them masks fall back into place before stalking out of the room together and heading to the Deatheater meeting.
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Severus stood beside Lucius as he waited for the Dark Lord to make an appearance. He had been in his lab, brewing potions for the hospital wing at Hogwarts when his Dark Mark began to burn. "You know He might stick Matthias with one of us." Lucius spoke up, smirk in place.
"Unfortunately." Severus replied. "I'm hoping that you get him." Lucius chuckled. Severus gave him an annoyed glare before turning to the doors, which had burst open.
Father and son stood side by side, both wearing identical smirks. The Dark Lord was a head taller than his son, but both were equal in strength, and they both had identical red eyes. Severus sighed lightly, knowing that Albus would botch up his cover if the boy was put into his care.
"Deatheaters! Today is a glorious day! A glorious day indeed. I am proud of those who went to retrieve my son, and you will be rewarded later for your efforts. Until then, what is the news on Hogwarts?" The Dark Lord stalked over to his 'throne' and sat. His son stood beside him, looking over all the Deatheaters with a weird look in his eyes.
"My Lord. My son says that the new Defense classes are progressing. He says that they are.on their way to covering the Unforgivables. The Headmaster has gotten permission to teach the students to use them." Lucius bowed deeply.
"Thank you Lucius. Severus, what of potions and such?" Matthias leaned on the arm of his father's chair and cocked his head at Severus.
"Sev! Long time no see!" He grinned, making Severus sweat. Matthias never grinned like that unless he had something on his mind.
"Yes, Matthias, I know. My Lord, they are making me teach the older students more.dangerous potions, as well as advanced healing potions." The Dark Lord made a face.
"Very well. I can't have you NOT teach them, that would blow your cover." Voldemort made another face. "Then there is nothing to be done. One more thing before I release you all. I will not always be able to be with Matthias here," at this Matthias pouted. "So I want someone to take him. Just for a while."
"I want to stay with you! Not them!" Matthias made a rude gesture at the Deatheaters.
"I know, but it isn't safe. Severus! I believe you are close enough to Matthias, don't you agree?" Severus paled but nodded. "Then he will go with you. Tell the old fool he's your nephew or something! You're all dismissed!"
TBC
Yay! Another cliffie.sorta. Thanks again to all reviewers.
Rachel: Once again, thanks. I plan on harassing Shades until she updates.heh..I read the story and its great.and I'd love to write u a HP/Ligulas fic, just give me time to get this one half done. It'll also give me time to do some research on LOTR.I've never tried to write one before..
