Previously

He crept into the small bathroom, which was sure in need of renovation, being careful not to wake up the Dursleys. He ran a hand down his face and looked into the mirror, what he found was not what he expected.

He saw a well built 13 year old with black long hair, he saw dark deep blue eyes and pale skin. He also could not see through his glasses. That's when he realised it was his birthday.

Things just couldn't get weirder for him.

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He had to cover his mouth so that his loud gasp of surprise was muffled. It would not work out for the Dursleys to find out about his little problem. He closed his eyes and counted to ten knowing that when he opened his eyes he would be restored to his normal, uglier maybe, but definitely normal appearance. One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten

He opened his eyes to find yet again the more handsome young man.

Ten, Ten, Ten

He was desperate, it took a while for the young wizard to understand that however many times he said the last number he would not return to his normal self. He crept back into his room, as silently as he had left it, to ponder over what had happened.

What a great way to start his thirteenth birthday.

When he had gotten to his room, he saw Hedwig was back with letters and a small package.

There was the usual Hogwarts letter that he decided he would open last. There was a letter with a snake seal. As he tried to open it the seal wouldn't budge. He realised that the snake was in fact a real snake.

Harry had discovered his gift of parseltongue in the previous year.

':o:p:e:n' he said, in the rare snake language.

The snake obeyed and wrapped itself around Harry's wrist. Harry pulled out the letter from the envelope and began to read it.

My dear Kaden,

I know you may be wondering who is Kade but I will shortly get to it.

During the Great War, I was deeply in love with a man who was very involved in the war. I was also a devoted servant. As I was in his inner circle, we became very close until he returned my feelings, after months of going out I was starting to question whether or not he was going to propose to me. As you may know in the Wizarding World, proposals were made very early. I was 24 and he was 26.

One day, I questioned him about it and he became very closed off. I asked him what was wrong and he refused to answer me. Being the stubborn person I am, I refused to talk to him until he admitted that he didn't love me anymore. Eventually when he was tired of the Silent Treatment he told me that he indeed did love me but that he was afraid that if anybody found out about it that I would be targeted. At first I thought it was his easy way of letting me down easily but then I started to take the situation with logic. I suggested that we get married in private. He also refused that but I told him that it would work. He said he would need some time to think about and if it would be safe for us. I accepted it. The next week he proposed to me. I was overjoyed.

The next two months I told my sister about it and being the freak she is she started planning it. The next year we were married and I was pregnant with twins. The war was still ongoing and my husband was worried that the twins and I would be in serious danger. We went into hiding with my unborn children. The only people who knew about it was my husband obviously, my sisters family and our secret keeper.

A year had passed and my husband visited us on a weekly basis. One night, my husband was at a meeting and the twins were in their room sleeping, I felt the alarms faltering. I knew something was wrong. I saw the last person I wanted to see. You may know him as Dumbledore. He had two young children in his arms. My heart broke and I pulled out my wand and got ready for battle. He said words that I will never forget. 'Step aside, this is the end to the war, neither you or your husband can stop fate..'

While he rambled on, I grabbed onto my necklace which signaled to my husband that we were in danger. My husband arrived while Dumbledore was still chatting nonsense. My husband struck him from behind and they started too duel. My husband and I are very experienced in Occlumency and Legilimency. So it wasn't a surprise when I felt a familiar plea for entry in my head. I granted it access and my husband's voice filled my head 'Take the children and leave' Sensing he was in no mood to argue I obeyed and took the twins.

I was about to leave when I was blocked by a woman. Molly Weasley. She and I never got along so I knew this could only mean one thing. Before I could bring out my wand she stunned me and took my children from me. My little boy and girl. I was so happy I had put a tracking charm on them so I knew I would be able to find them. Once the stunner had worn off, I staggered into the room where my husband and Dumbledore were duelling and found it empty as I had expected. My husband had warned me of the consequences so I as knew he was not dead. We had a little secret of ours called horcruxes. What I was worried about was my children.

I used my necklace as a tracking device. I realised their were at 12 Grimmauld Place. My secret keepers place who I guess gave us up. I left the manor only to be surrounded by order members. I knew what was happening, they were taking me to Askaban. I didn't really mind, the dementors and I were allies. But my babies. I gave my necklace to Adma my personal house elf and told her to give my necklace to my son and to give my ring to my daughter. My life was ruined, I was on my way to Askaban, my husband was vanished, my children were captured. I felt like a complete failure.

You may wonder why I am pouring my whole life story into you so if you hadn't figured it out yet. My daughter was given the identity of Mudblood-Know-It-All and my son was given the identity of the Boy-Who-Lived. I am Bellatrix Riddle nee Black. You are Kaden Aurelian Riddle. Hermione is Maia Cassandra Riddle. I have avoided saying your fathers name lest you stop reading but as we are now at the end of the letter I will reveal it.

Your father is Tom Riddle more commonly known as Lord Voldemort, The Dark Lord or You-Know-Who.

I have been released from Askaban with the help of your godfather, Severus. I will be collecting you from your place tomorrow morning and from there we will stop at the Granger residence to pick up your sister.

Love, Mum.

Harry fainted.