I Am Dansmesyeux Riddle
Chapter 2
TWO: Voldemort's Return
A/N: Please don't be mad if I tried to make Voldemort seem human. And Snape found of the children may be new to but he's like that because he likes their parents and even them. Oh and I don't own the song.
Response To Review:
Marauder1prongs: S'up? Hehe I'm up late again.
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"Have you all been practicing the song?" Professor Severus Snape asked Pansy, Blaise, Goyle, Crabbe, Violet, Theodore, Draco, and Dan, all of whom were sitting in a single desk each, books open. The night had gone by too fast for Dan and Draco's liking. It seemed that only ten minutes after they both returned to their separate rooms they had been woken up for Monday morning classes with the Potion's Master of Hogwarts (the school that the children would never see the inside of).
"Yes, sir," they all said in unity.
"Good," Severus said. "Keep practicing own your own if you don't feel comfortable speaking in another language around others."
"I don' t see why we have to learn a second language," pouted Pansy. "It's hard! And I don't like singing! I bet you don't either."
"I'll have you know that I can speak fluent in over one hundred languages, Parkinson, and I learned them all when I was in school by learning how to sing one song in each," Severus told her and the rest of the class. "Don't get frustrated because we're learning how to speak Russian next and then Latin." Pansy groaned and Draco rolled his eyes. "Stop behaving like your parents, and pull out your wands so we can work on the spells I taught you last time. Can anyone tell me what their names are, not their incantation?" Draco raised his hand. "Mr. Malfoy?"
"The Levitation Spell, Full-Body Bind Spell, and Leg Locker Curse," answered Draco proudly.
"Perfect," Severus praised
Before he could ask the next question Pansy yelled out, "I know the incantations!"
"What are they then, Miss Parkinson?"
"Umm…Wingardium Leviosa, Pertificus Totalus, and umm…I can't remember the last one, sir," Pansy said sheepishly.
"At least she could guess two, "muttered Violet to Blaise. "Heck if he asked me I'd be like 'don't know, don't care'."
"Miss Avery, did you have something to share with the class?" Severus asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, sir," answered Violet innocently.
"Then why don't you repeat what he just said?" challenged Draco out of nowhere.
"Then why don't you repeat what he just said," Violet replied, smirking at him.
"Enough," Severus said with sigh.
"You're mean!" Blaise complained to him.
"Yeah, Severus, stop tormenting the children," said someone in the doorway. Severus turned to the man with sleek black hair and slightly red eyes that were showing fondness for the people before him, and he smirked. Dan jumped up without thinking and ran to tackle his father, who, played along, and fell to the floor. The children took this as a sign that Tom Riddle or Voldemort rather was in a good mood and ran to join Dan in wrestling the man.
"No fair!" Voldemort exclaimed, pretending to attempt to get up. "There's too many of you!"
Dan grabbed at his robes and stole his father's wand out of his pocket. Quickly he called to his comrades, "I got his wand! RUN!" Laughing and giggling the children hurried away from the fallen Dark Lord who grinned up at his Death Eater.
"Would you get that for me?" Voldemort asked Severus, referring to his wand.
"Sure," Severus started then added, "Tomorrow."
"Low," Voldemort said, grinning. "So, Severus, what brings you home? Surly you get enough of teaching at Hogwarts?"
"Actually I prefer an audience who likes to learn," replied Severus, extending a hand to help Voldemort up. "And you know that the children here have classes once a week."
"So Hogwarts is still full of dunderheads?" inquired Voldemort, putting his hands into his robes' pockets.
"You'll never know my pain," Severus joked. Voldemort laughed and clapped the pale man on the back lightly.
"Surly the muggle loving fool has been keeping you busy?" Voldemort questioned him.
"Busy enough," muttered Severus. "It's the blasted Order again. James Potter and his blasted family, the Prophesy and Harry Potter. There are many times when I wish you tried to kill them all the second you heard of that blasted prophesy."
"If they're such a bother than why do you stay there, close the old fool?"
"Well…I don't have a straight answer to that one." Severus looked down at the ground then back to the Dark Lord.
Voldemort was going to reply but Dan came running down the hall and knocked Severus to the floor, perching himself on the man's stomach. "Uncle Sev!" he exclaimed, beaming brightly.
"What?" snarled Severus.
Dan was used to Severus snapping and sneering so he didn't pay attention to it. "Blaise wants to know if class is over."
"You tackle me for this?" Severus wondered aloud. "I suppose you all won't listen with the Dark Lord wandering the castle, now will you?" Dan shook his head proudly. "Okay then. Get off of me." Obediently Dan jumped off of the Professor's stomach and ran to his father.
"Dad!" he complained loudly, reaching up for him. Voldemort understood the sign and picked him up.
"What, Dan?" asked the Dark Lord.
"Can I stay up with you tonight?" Dan inquired He sniffed and gave his father the puppy dog look.
"No. You have to get to bed on time. I won't have you falling asleep in your breakfast as I announce to the Death Eaters that I have returned. Now, what about my wand?"
"Draco has it," answered Dan.
"Does he now? I wonder who gave it to him," Voldemort said, looking at Dan accusingly.
"Not me!" Dan defended. "I swear!"
"Remind me not trust you when you get older," Voldemort stated.
"I won't." Dan smiled as if Christmas was tomorrow, and his father placed him on the ground.
Voldemort snorted and gently pushed Dan toward the door. "Get to bed! And tell Draco to give me my wand personally tomorrow!" Dan nodded and ran off.
"You're too nice to the children," Severus said as soon as Dan was gone.
"I know but Bella so kindly reminded me that they are children and besides once they get older they will have plenty of time to fear me," replied Voldemort. "Anyway my son can see right through my mean act."
Now it was Severus's turn to snort. "Well, my lord, I have to leave, though I may be here for the Christmas Holidays." Voldemort nodded and watched as Severus left the castle, and headed away from the apperation wards.
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Dan yawned as he entered his enormous, cozy room, and he changed into his pajamas after kicking his shoes off. Slowly he made his way to his old four-poster bed. With difficulty he pulled the heavy covers over himself and looked around his room one last time.
In the corner was his black, wooden dresser and next to it stood his desk. The desk itself had many shelves, where he stashed parchment, and on top of the desk were many inkpots, some half full, some empty, and some that were brand new. His favorite possessions were his books that were stacked in alphabetical order on a bookshelf on the right side of his bed. On the left side of the bed was a small nightstand where he usually kept a glass of water.
Yawning again Dan blew out the candle that was on the nightstand and snuggled into bed. He sighed and fell into a peaceful sleep…until some hours later he was awoken by something…