A/N – AH, I am on a roll! Hahahaha, I'm supposed to be doing recipe's for my Mum but I don't feel like it! Enjoy!

A/N 2 -- Sorry, I meant to update yesterday but I completly forgot! I am so stupid some times! LOL

"How much you want to bet that the kitten will now answer to 'Lily' from now on?" Sirius asked.

"Maybe so, but at least the cat won't be a bloody git because the children named him 'James'," Remus said.

Sirius and Remus, from the last part!

Harry Potter and the Price of Love

Part 4

"The mission failed," Mad-Eye Moody muttered.

"Oh dear, who was hurt?" Dumbledore asked; before him Tonks, Emily Vance and Mad-Eye sat in chairs. They were dirty and tired but felt that they needed to report with the boss.

"They escaped; Death Eaters showed up and…apparated them away," Tonks said.

"Did you find Harry?" Dumbledore asked, his blue eyes lighting up at the thought of the boy.

"We didn't even get close! He was probably gone anyway, we didn't see a third side-apparition after the first two," Emily said.

"I am sorry that the mission did not work out the way we had planned; please, go the Hospital Wing and I am sure that Madam Pomfrey will see to you're injuries," Dumbledore said. Vance, Tonks and Mad-Eye left Dumbledore to his thoughts.

The old man was not happy, not at all! This had been the first attempt for him to get Harry Potter; but the boy was out of his reach, indefinitely this time. It would take a very long time till he found the boy again. And when he did…he would not let Harry slip through the fringes again.

Oh no, my little one, you are mine...he thought as he looked out of his office window, watching the night turn into something more.

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Adrien looked up from the fire whiskey he nursed; he and Fabian had taken up residence at the Hogs Head, Dumbledore had said that he needed their services once more. Why and what for was nothing but obvious. The boy had escaped; and Dumbledore would go to any lengths to secure Potter.

Adrien, on the other hand could care less for the Boy-Who-Lived; he wanted Black! Sirius Bloody Black had been a thorn in his side since he had found his sister, dead. Her suicide note was not all together sane. It went all over the place. At first she had said that she loved Black, and then she hexed his existence and wished him a painful death! But, she died, the woman who had protected him and had practically raised him was dead and there was nothing for him to live for.

Then why was he here? He wanted revenge, and taking the Potter boy away from Black was the ultimate revenge, not to mention the money he'd get out of it. As long as it hurt Black just as much as Fionna's death had hit him, than that was all for the better!

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"You are going to stay here until you are better, and no Black, I will not hear of anything to take the attackers on a fake trail, for it would be a real trail because you would be leading them!" Riddle glared at the two.

"I told you," Remus muttered to his friend.

"What do I look like? An idiot? If His Lord say's 'No' than I'm not going to do it!" Sirius glared.

"That wasn't what I meant and you know it!" Remus glared.

"So you caught me, big deal," Sirius crossed his arms.

"I'm leaving Severus and Lucius in charge of you two; listen to them or there will be consequences," Riddle threatened.

"Oh, you are scary when you want to be," Sirius said, shifting uneasily.

"Worse then my Mum!" Remus agreed.

"You need to sleep," Riddle said, he approached Remus first, with a wave of his hand Remus was asleep instantly, he did the same to Sirius, who followed his friend into dream world.

"My Lord, how long will they be asleep?" Severus asked.

"For a few hours, wait here if you must," Riddle replied, he made to leave the room.

"I give you full permission to use any thing on them to make them do as you want them, you and Lucius are in charge here until I get back," Riddle said, then with a sweep of his dark robes, he was gone.

Severus sighed and magicked himself a chair and a potions book; one that he had been meaning to read for a while know. He had a long time to wait, and a good potion book was the best way to spend the time.

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Thom Riddle knew what he had to do; he left his most trusted Death Eaters in charge of the troops and of the manor house. There were just a few things that one had to do themselves, Riddle had done this on many occasions and so everyone knew how these things went.

Riddle pulled out his most used clothing; he transfigured himself to look normal before dawning the clothes. He packed a knapsack and swung it on. He then disappeared out his window and over the large estate. He was heading east, for that was where his destination lied; with a swish of his worn dark cloak, he was gone, not event he mist had been stirred.

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The note said it clearly; half of the money had been sent to his account at Gringotts and the other half would be paid upon the receivement of the package. The only problem he now had was, where was the package located?

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"You want me to do what?" Rebecca asked with a raised eyebrow. She and Adrien had been friends for a long time, in fact, Rebecca had been Fionna's best friend. She, like Fabian, believed that Sirius Black was only trying to do the right thing.

"I need you to use you're connection's and find out where the boy is stashed, you'll get a cut of the payment, it's no big deal really," Adrien waved it off.

"You are in dire straights if you're considering kidnapping the Boy-Wonder," Rebecca huffed.

"Shut up you! Honestly, how else am I supposed to get my revenge?"

"You're a git! Are you going to kill the boy too?' Rebecca raised her voice. Adrien looked about the abandoned muggle alley way and shushed her.

"Stop it, of course not, Dumbledore wants the boy alive and well," Adrien replied.

"Does Fabian know?" Rebecca asked.

"No, I haven't told him yet,"

"You had better," she glared.

"Why? So that he could beat me black and blue?"

"I hope he does, he has always been there for you, he helped you through Fionna's death and everything, you are so selfish to not realize what a wonderful mate you have!" Rebecca replied.

"Rebecca, please, just do this for me," Adrien sighed.

"I don't know if I want too," Rebecca replied before walking away from her long time friend. Her dark green cloak swished behind her and she disappeared into the darkness of the alley way.

Adrien sighed; he wished that he and Rebecca were on better terms with each other, but as it stood, he had asked and she was considering; "At least that's something,"

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Tom Harding was not surprised when he saw the owl coming his way; it might be one of his spies, he was glad that he was still far away from any muggle city, for it would look weird to get owl post. He waited till the owl had lit upon his shoulder before he took the parchment attached to its leg.

Dumbledore is planning; Harry Potter in danger…was the entire note. Tom nodded to himself before going on. The Owl flew off back to its owner and the sun was just beginning to rise over the Scotland Mountains, making the green gold become even more radiant.

Tom did not stop to appreciate the view; he did not care for such frivolities at the moment. It had been a long time since he had been out this way, he mused. His golden greased hair and blue eyes didn't tell a thing about him, and yet he had a powerful aura that could not be mistaken. He was a Leader.

Soon, he came upon a forest of dense wood and muck; this was the southwestern boarder of the Forbidden Forest. Tom smiled to himself as he changed form; Dumbledore would not know anything about his visit. He sniffed at the air and pawed the ground before taking off into the forest. Even though it was morning, the forest was as dark as night and Tom felt at home.

He felt the wind curling through his fur, and he gave a bark of delight; he had not done this for a very long time! Being in this form was his favorite way to travel; that was how he got around, most of the time, was by this form, his wolf form scared people away. Wizards didn't bother much with animals and so he had relatively been left alone.

Soon, Tom came to the pinnacle of the forest; inside stood a shanty, it was sort of kept up, but in a way wasn't. smoker rose from the chimney and a small man eating rose garden stood between Tom and the front door. Tom shifted back and quickly walked through the garden. The Flesh Roses didn't give a hoot about him thought. They knew Tom, and they knew not to touch (eat) him.

Tom knocked smartly on the door; there was a shifting inside before a voice said; "What do ye want?"

"Grizzelda? It's me," Tom replied. The door fell away and he was snatched inside as quickly as the old witch could pull him. The door slammed shut and locked of its own accord.

"Tom! Me Tom, what has brought you back?" Grizzelda asked, she was a very old witch, with long grey hair and evil brown eyes. She was the first to come upon a fourteen year old Tom in the forest when he had gone in on a dare and then had proceeded to get lost. They had talked and she had found her first ever apprentice.

"I want to know if you could do something for me," Tom replied.

"Me dear, I would, that I would, what is it?" Grizzelda asked, she had a pleasant way about her despite the fact that she was ugly and practiced dark magick.

"I need a safe place to hide….Harry Potter," Tom replied.

"Harry Potter? Is he strong?' Grizzelda asked.

"Very, I can't risk Dumbledore getting him, if Harry Potter was allowed to learn from that old coot there would be no way for the truth to ever come out," Tom replied.

"Indeed," Grizzelda cackled.

"I would also appreciate it if you would teach the boy,"

"Take on another apprentice? What about you?" Grizzelda asked.

"I have enough on my plate as it is, it would be best if we do this quickly, Harry's guardian's are new to my forces and very protective of the boy," Tom explained.

"Bring him as soon as you see fit, I shall ready for the boy," Grizzelda explained. Tom bowed to her and handed her a sack of gold. She hid it away in her long sleeves.

Without another word, Tom left the shanty; he shifted back into his animagus form and took off through the forest once again. This was the safest place to hide the boy. After all, who would think of looking in the forest on Hogwarts grounds for Harry Potter?

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A/N – Howdy folks! I totally forgot about writing this, until this morning when I went back to check over it. I hope you all like it! All right, so Voldemort's animagus form is a wolf, don't ask me why but I thought it fits him well. That….and we went to see Narnia last night so I guess I got stuff on my brain!

Please review! Thank you all so much!

Ta,

Poppy

P.S. Tom Harding is Tom Riddle – I thought he should go under an assumed name. I am only telling those who didn't figure it out considering everything that Tom knew in this chapter! Sorry if I sound redundant, just ya'll need to know that!

a/n 2 -- I wonder if I should change Tom's Animagus form to something else! I mean, his form is an ordinary loking worlf, nothing else, except for the red eyes, but hey, how many people will take note of red eyes before running away in fear of their lives?