Remus was in the library when Harry and his team arrived at Peverell Manor, the werewolves attention snapped straight to them as they approached.

"Cub it was you who saved me, I thought I was remembering wrong but, You all look different" the wolf said sounding confused

"Of course he did, he wasn't going to let them use you" Ron said like it was obvious

"How?"

"We'll tell you everything, it's a long story" Said Hermione and Remus nodded.

"Let's start with the reason my parents were murdered, there was a prophecy that told of a boy whose parents had defied the Dark lord 3 times, born at the end of July, who would defeat the Dark Lord. For neither could live whilst the other survives" Harry told him

"That could mean you or Neville" Remus deduced well babies born around that time from parents who were part of the order.

"Yeah, except Neville isn't a Longbottom they kidnapped him as a baby. His real parents are Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange. Moving on, the Dark Lord chose me as the target, my parents moved to Godric's hollow and Pettigrew betrayed them."

"So you're the prophecy child?" Remus said voice full of worry, he didn't want his cub to have face the dark lord knowing just exactly how Albus had manipulated Harry, more then that everyone.

"I am a prophecy child, just not this fake prophecy. See there's a true prophecy told after Salazar left Hogwarts, I'm the heir to Gryffindor the prophecy says that only combining the two lines of Hogwarts again will prevent the destruction of our world. If not then they will find and kill us"

"Fake, they died because of a fake prophecy." Growled Lupin, his amber eyes flaring angrily. He thought he knew enough about the manipulations never thinking just how much bigger then it first appeared. He was furious, but also sick at the thought that he'd willingly left his cub in the hands of this insane man.

"Dumbledore knew of the prophecy, the true one. He created this prophecy when the dark lord was rising in power, wanting to drive the man insane. See the Dark Lord is a necromancer, yet he split his soul and had a fear of death. Voldemort meaning flight of death. Dumbledore manipulated him when he was a student, the prophecy pushed him into his insanity. He could never kill me, both of us are necromancers, parselmouths and founders heirs." Harry continued

"You're soul mates" Remus said horrified.

"Yes, Dumbledore wouldn't know that. He believes that Tom's soul is fractured enough that the bond is none existent. That my mother performed ancient magic, protected me and I became a horcrux. He needed Sirius and you out of the way, so he manipulated the entire situation. Sirius in Azkaban and you grieving your best friends and believing one of them to be a traitor. He'd tell you I was safe, looked after, happy if you ever asked but never willing to let you visit me. Sending you of with a compulsion charm or obliviated."

"You weren't were you? Your mothers sister was a cruel heartless woman. Jealous that Lily had magic"

"She barely touched me, pretended I didn't exist most of the time which suited ne fine"

"And her family?"

"not pleasant, let's move on from my childhood. Hogwarts, he acts like this grandfather figure, but he set traps for me every year. I don't believe he wanted me to survive, he bound my magic, my necromancer ability. As I passed his traps he started to groom me into a more suitable weapon, alienating me from any one dark, anyone who could tell me about my inheritance. He used you and Sirius to control me. All of us have suffered because of him, which is why we started working against him last year"

"Why is he doing this? We'll all die, why wouldn't he help?" Remus voiced

"Power, he is deluded enough to believe he can control both muggle and magical worlds. He'd never step down he has to be the one hailed a hero" scoffed Bleach

"And the Dark Lord does he know?"

"Yeah, Lady Magic held an intervention. He's not the raving lunatic he was, he healed some of his soul and his mind has returned" Luna said softly

"so has his looks, what! I'm just pointing out he's very nice to look at, you can't tell me you haven't noticed" Exclaimed Harry as Hermione tsked at his far away expression

"This year he's placed me in my own rooms, so I can't spend too much time with Ron and Hermione, or overhear other students talking about their inheritance. He's being private with his plans for this year, but I'm expecting private lessons, he wants me to kill Tom he's going to have to tell me how isn't he?"

"Is it worth it? You could be more effective outside the school, free to move around and more time." Remus said

"The school protects me, and keeping close to him means he won't suspect me. If we leave he'll panic, which would be dangerous not just for us, but the other students" Harry explained

"Plus the Dark Lord is our defence against the dark arts Professor" Orion said smirking when Lupin's eyes went wide

"He got himself the position, why? How?"

"Apparently Hogwarts needed someone competent this year, as for how we have no idea he was in the position before the intervention" Hermione told him and Remus frowned

"Was he planning to harm you?" Remus turned to Harry to ask, Harry shook his head

"No, he knew I'm his horcrux."

"And now? Does he leave you alone?"

"Do you think I should ignore the prophecy?" countered Harry, and Remus sighed

"I don't know cub, I want you to be safe and happy, I don't know the man. I know he killed your parents, he's killed hundreds of people"

"He killed my parents because they stood in the way of me, because of the fake prophecy. He was insane, he unknowingly betrayed a soul bond, his soul was mutilated. Dumbledore is to blame for my parents death, and maybe it would be easier if he wasn't involved, but he's the Heir of Slytherin, powerful, his knowledge of magic is unbeaten and he has an army. Even without the soul bond we'd need him. Once you accept that, the easier it is"

"Are you sleeping with him?" Remus asked concerned

"No, I want to but he likes torture so he's decided to court me instead."

"He's courting you? That surprises me, I didn't think he'd be so traditional"

"Hmm, so you're safe here. The order believe you're dead, we've managed to copy your belongings leaving them with fakes. An elf will arrange new clothes, your potions and you're free to go anywhere here. Soon this place will fill with werewolves, that will need help; we were hoping you'd be willing to help"

"That means Greyback?" Remus said voice full of anger

"He helped you, I think you need to talk to him. I can set that up if you wish. Its about time you got answers" Harry advised,

"How did he help me?" whispered Remus

"He infected the body of the person who we left behind to fool the order" Ron told him

"Why would he do that?"

"You'll have chance to ask him yourself"

"Okay, how can I help here?"

"Work with the elves, plan meal times for those living inside and outside in the outhouses. Plan lessons, exercise, they all need to see a healer. There's Iris and Greyback who you'll have to work with so the wolves get situated. Once they arrive they'll be confused, but you need to allocate them their rooms depending on how many are in the families."

"Then there's clothes, wands for those with magic, the forest is full of plants that could be useful for potions. So if you could get people to help gather them that would be great" Orion finished

"This is going to be so expensive" Remus said his eyes widening

"Yeah but I'm Lord Potter Black Peverell Gryffindor. Then an ever growing inheritance from my adopted Mother and Father. Lady Magic and Death, they visit me often"

"You've met Lady Magic and Death. How? Why would you need to meet Death?" Remus said in horror

"Well I was dead and he didn't want me dead so he returned my soul, then he checks up on me when he wants too or if I call for him."

"You were dead? Those foul muggles killed you! Why did you never tell me?"

"Would you have believed me Moony? With all the obliviates and compulsions would you have taken me away from there or would you have taken me to Dumbledore?" Harry asked softly

"I don't know" admitted Moony, sagging in his chair.

"You're able to help me now, even if you don't want too you being safe is enough. You're family" Harry said softly and tears left Moony's eyes

"Of course I'll help you, whatever you need" he agreed

"I wanted to show you around this place, but we all have somewhere to be shortly. Call for Minky, she'll enjoy giving you a tour. I'll inform you when I've spoken to Greyback to arrange the meeting." Harry told him and Remus nodded

"Where are you going?" he enquired

"It's a surprise, Harry's first courting gift. Portkey leaves in ten minutes" Draco replied after casting a tempus

"You know don't you?" Observed Harry

"I do Potter, I'll admit I'm a little jealous"

"You're going to need to get ready bleach, we all know you're going to take the longest" harry told him, bleach glared at him as he left and only when he was out of ear shot did the teens snicker.

Harry lightened his hair, tanned his skin which hid his scar and changed his eyes to hazel. He flicked his wand at his team, changing their features so they were unrecognizable. When Bleach returned he sneered and muttered about masks before placing a finger on the portkey, the rest followed suit.

They landed in a forest, similar to the forest at the first quidditch match Harry went to watch. He didn't get chance to observe straight away as he reacted badly to the portkey and had to vanish his vomit.

"So Bleach, where are we?" Orion asked

"We're at the Chudley Cannons versus Falmouth Falcons match, that's not all. You have your own box, not just at this stadium but in all stadiums. That gold card is an all access pass" Draco told him with an excited grin

"You're not kidding?" Fred asked looking between Draco and Harry as they both grinned at the news.

"Oh no, let's move to your box before the match starts" Draco said pushing Harry from his shock.

"Snake, do you think he'll buy you a team next?" Inquired Ron, Harry shoved him

"Merlin I hope not, this is way better" Harry said, as he placed his card on the door Bleach lead them too. Luxurious seating facing the stadium, a balcony for an even closer view. Complete privacy, detecting Tom's magical signature in the wards. Would the man turn up whilst they were here? Harry hoped so, the quidditch players distracted him from assessing that as they swept past his box.

"If the Cannon's don't win this, I'll complete your homework this week" Ron said to Harry who laughed at him

"Come on Bishop, you can't deny how poorly they've played this season. Ouch! Look their keeper looked as confunded as Mclaggan!"

"They're making the other teams become over confident that's all" defended Bishop

"They're playing their reserve seeker, since their first got hit with a well place bludger" George pointed out

"Reserve seeker doesn't necessarily mean rubbish" Bishop said weakly

"They need Potter up there for a chance to win" declared Fred and Harry rolled his eyes, but as he did he spotted the gold speck of the snitch that neither seekers had yet to notice.

"Point proven" agreed George before they all noticed Harry's attention drifted to the box door. They returned to the game as Harry approached the new arrival.

"Not so unassuming" Complimented Tom noticing Harry's hazel eyes

"Knew you'd agree eventually, Okay so you impressed me most would assume I'd want a team or to meet the overpaid players." Harry said, unable to hide his smile

"You enjoy quidditch, you don't buy merchandise or follow a certain team." Tom pointed out and Harry tilted his head, the man was right; this time

"I'm surprised you came, you don't like quidditch" said Harry and Tom looked out at the pitch, the crowd cheering was audible through the wards.

"I don't, but I do enjoy seeing you smile. Also I have a suggestion for Miss Granger who doesn't seem to be enjoying watching either" Tom told him, Hermione was curled up in a chair reading a book.

"The suggestion?" Questioned Harry

"I think she'd be suitable to become an ambassador of sorts for our meetings with Vampires and Veelas, She is passionate about creature rights is she not?"

"She is" Harry agreed watching the man warily as he closed the distance between them, a hand stroked down his face, a finger pushed under his chin to tilt his head to make him stare into Tom's glamoured eyes. He was in his Professor glamour, still attractive, but not nearly as much as his Tom. He sucked in a breathe when Tom removed his glamour and smirked down at him. Harry allowed himself to linger in the dark addictive aura pacing a chaste kiss on the man's lip before he re-joined his friends.

"Do you not enjoy quidditch Miss Granger?" Tom asked the witch as he sat next to her, Hermione placed a bookmark to save her page before she looked at the man. She looked out at the pitch and wrinkled her nose.

"No, unless they are playing" She replied, tilting her head to the group of boys and Luna who had tucked herself in to Draco's side.

"I have a proposition that may interest you" Tom told her, Hermione noticed his attention hadn't strayed from her best friend she tried to hide her smirk as his head snapped to her.

"Go on" motioned Hermione

"I have heard that you have an interest in creature rights, I'm to be meeting with a vampire council and Veela representatives in the upcoming weeks. I wish for you to join me in the meetings, propose changes that are acceptable to both them and us. Eventually we'll be working with more creatures, I have to warn you that house elves may be impossible they need their bonds to live, clothing and wages may make them distraught" Tom told her, his attention now on her scrutinising her reaction.

"You want me to become an ambassador? Actually listen to my opinion?" Questioned Hermione stunned

"Yes, you are a very bright witch Miss Granger. That intelligence should not be wasted"

"I'd be a fool to decline" Hermione said

"Very well, read up on both races I will contact you to confirm dates." Tom responded before his attention slipped back to Harry, who was consoling Ron as his team lost: again.

"I did warn you Bishop, even if they catch the snitch now they'll still be 40 points behind." Harry told him and Ron nodded

"They've played so poorly, I blame the new management. Their plays are poor compared to previous seasons." Grumbled Ron and Harry nodded

"He probably sucks at playing chess" Joked Fred

"kill him bro, take over and get a Potter seeker." Added George

"Killing him doesn't seem like a bad idea, suggesting I take over makes me want to kill you too" warned Bishop

"Let's leave the violent tendencies towards each other in the training room" suggested Harry and they agreed.

"What a surprise they lost, looks like you're stuck doing Golden Boy's homework Weasley" grinned Draco

"A bet is a bet" shrugged Harry as Ron sent him a pleading look.

"Evil"

"I know" smirked Harry

"We'll see you later Snake, Sir" Bleach said, dipping his head slightly to Harry and Tom. Harry hid his shock well that the man had managed to get so close to him without notice.

"Yeah, bye guys" Harry replied a little distracted, he felt them disperse and swivelled to face the Dark Lord, who was looking at him so intently that Harry couldn't be blamed for his shiver, they were almost touching. Tom was a few inches taller then him, his face angled downwards and Harry could feel his warm breathe brushing down on his face. It was Harry who closed the distance, so they stood chest to chest his hand absently run across Tom's slight stubble; it was so human, sexy that Harry almost reached up to rub his face against it.

"Do you think it's wise to test my control Harry?" Tom asked lightly watching as the glazed eyes changed to mischievous and cunning

"You underestimate me Riddle, I won't just test it I'll break it" Harry told him sounding so sure; Tom silently agreed, if anyone could it would be Harry and how close had he been to just apparating to the teen and tasting every inch of his soul mates body, his mind had never felt clearer yet chaotic; unordered and it only increased in the teens presence. Especially when Harry touched him, like he was now pressing soft teasing kisses to his jaw, Tom wanted to drag Harry's mouth to his but he had plans for the rest of the evening.

"Are you ready to leave?" Tom murmured, smirking when Harry closed his eyes as he brushed a hand down Harry's face softly

"Sure, Hogwarts right?" Harry asked softly, leaning into the touch.

"No, we have dinner reservations"

"So sure I don't have plans?" Harry said lightly

"If you're unwilling I could always kidnap you"

"it would be something a dark lord would do" Harry said holding back a chuckle

"quite, though we may miss our reservation." Tom said before he wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and apparated them to Allan Ducasse. Harry curled into Tom breathing deeply to calm his stomach and Tom looked amused but he did rub Harry's back soothingly

"You like sea food?" Harry asked Tom having heard of the restaurant

"I do, they may be Muggles but their food is surprisingly good"

Hand-dived sea scallop, citrus, caviar', the 'Native lobster, ratte potatoes, wild mushrooms', and the 'Volaille de Bresse, Albufera sauce' and to finish, a playful 'Iced chestnut and lime' dessert. Was what they enjoyed, a menu to celebrate the restaurants 10 year anniversary it was served with champagne that Harry wasn't particularly fond of.

"I'm not saying it doesn't accompany the menu well, it's just not firewhiskey or wine." Harry said when Tom laughed at him.

"You're knowledge on food is surprising but your reach of alcohol is appalling. This is a celebration of sorts which calls for champagne"

"Oh I'm aware, I don't know if it's my rebellious nature towards traditional things or if I just don't like it. I am not looking forward to ball season"

"There are to be three this year, each has already activated the Act of silence" Tom informed him

"Oh? Are they expecting trouble" Harry replied shooting the man a grin

"I may have mentioned it at my last meeting" Tom said evasively

"Which gives me no reason but to attend, sneaky"

"Are you prepared for tomorrow?" Tom asked

"I believe so, when were you calling yours?"

"it will be after lunch" Tom said, alerting the waiter that they required their coats. He paid the bill and left a decent tip that the waiter seemed surprised with. Before waving him off and dressing Harry in his coat himself, they left with Tom's arm wrapped protectively round Harry's waist.

"I need a real drink" Harry told him

"Champagne is a real drink, but if you must I do have firewhiskey in my quarters." Tom told him and Harry pushed them into an empty alleyway before shadowing to Tom's rooms. "Just how do you know where these are?"

"My Dad and his group of friends made a basic map of the school, showed where people were, secret passageways but they either were content with what they achieved or never found rooms like the room of requirement, the teachers suites so I added them to it with listening charms and something close to muggle cctv. It doesn't work this year for these rooms unfortunately" Harry said, accepting the glass from Tom who joined him on the sofa, he almost changed his mind about drinking.

"I can only imagine what these rooms looked like with that woman using them, and I'm thankful the castle values my privacy against hormonal teens" Tom said avoiding the pillow Harry sent his way

"Hey! I'll have you know I wouldn't use it to perv on you. It's just useful to see who's meeting who, and what Dumbledore spouts when he checks in with the professors" Harry said defensively, and Tom rolled his eyes

"You maybe wouldn't but those Weasley twins definitely would" he countered, moving an arm around Harry's waist as he curled into his side.

"Nice save, although now you mention it do you even sleep here? I can't imagine you choosing to stay here when you have that ridiculous thing at your home"

"I do stay here occasionally but my other self is currently there seeing a mind healer" Tom informed him and Harry gaped like a fish

"Why is something wrong?" Harry asked cursing inside his head that he sounded worried but he was. Tom smiled and rubbed his chin against Harry's hair, thankfully not pulling him up on it and so whilst he gave chance to form a reasonable answer he sipped as his firewhiskey and enjoyed the burn as it coated his throat.

"As you know I spent a long time out of a body, even times when I made use of a host. I used a ritual to return but I didn't think of the repercussion it would take on my mind. When I first was reborn I was weak, Severus aided me with potions but that would only heal my body what I truly missed was my mind. You helped stable it but there were still weak spots, I'd black out after even the smallest amount of magic of course I hadn't realised the black outs, I had no memories of the times I didn't function. Severus suggested a mind healer, after the mind healer was sworn to secrecy he aided me in techniques that would heal the cracks and subtlety heal the parts of my mind that were withered." Tom told him, in a voice Harry often heard him use as a professor.

"And now, do you still have them?"

"No I would not have became a professor if I was still experiencing them"

"So potions is how you got your body back, I did wonder"

"Almost, when I entered your mind at the ministry I touched my horcrux as you forcefully shoved me out there was a surge of magic through the bond. Whilst I slept my mind would reach out to yours, that with the help of potions regenerated my youthful appearance" Tom explained

"Thank Merlin for that, though I have wondered what that pale snake face felt like" Harry said, Tom turned to face him and gaped. Harry through his firewhiskey mind hazed mind tried to recall what he'd said to gain such a reaction, his confusion must have shown as Tom pulled him so he was straddling the man.

"You want to touch that nose less face?" Tom asked bemused, and Harry gave him a 'Duh' expression as he'd finally remembered what he said

"Why wouldn't I? It's all you isn't it, voldemort is your past, present and future. Plus I'm sure I'm not the only one who's ever wondered, or maybe I am" Harry drifted off his sentence and looked lost in thought

"You of all people should hate me" Tom admitted

"I don't, If I did this would feel gross right? We'd fuck and not be able to look at each other after and then we'd have to make a child and that'd be as fucked up as us. Plus I understand you, why you had to do it, who is really to blame and you can curse me if you want but if you try to tell me that Tom Riddle didn't want some form of affection, a family of his own then I may slap you." Harry told him seriously and there was Tom gaping again, Harry knew he babbled when he was drunk an honest drunk his friends often told him that they often cried after he'd had enough of one thing or another. Like Ron when he was in denial that he was gay or at least Bi, Hermione even when she'd grown to accept some magic she still considered some evil; then she learned the origin of said magic and it opened up more resources for the bookworm.

"I am able to switch" Tom admitted still looking a bit in awe of Harry's ramblings

"You don't have to, unless you actually want too. Is your tongue forked in that form?"

"Have you some fascination with a forked tongue Harry?" Tom said in disbelief although he couldn't deny that the thought of his forked tongue entering Harry's arse hole made his groin stir and Harry sent him a knowing look shifting so he ground down on his growing erection.

"I take it you have your own fantasy about using that forked tongue, maybe it'll involve me spread on your bed, bound and completely at your mercy. Maybe I'd beg that's what you want isn't it?" Harry teased, feeling Tom tense beneath him he fought to hide his smirk when the cock beneath him hardened

"You're drunk" Tom said trying to keep his control, stilling his hands from feeling up the very willing teen in his lap. Oh he wanted Harry, yet he'd already made so many mistakes regarding the teen regardless that they were caused by a simpering old fools manipulations and he respected the teen. His power, his beauty, his mind and he wanted to show that by not making rash decisions choosing to take things slower then he'd ever imagined he would. Harry could have chosen to end the magical world and Tom needed to know that once it happened that it wouldn't be what would break Harry; he wasn't sure why it felt like his heart was beating faster as he was gripped with an emotion he couldn't understand. Harry's voice broke through his thoughts and although he was thankful for that he knew he needed to work out his own thoughts; later

"What are you thinking so hard about?" Harry asked rubbing his scar, Tom lips moved before he could stop himself and he sooth the rising headache with soft kisses

"I know you've accepted your fate but I respect you, I'd hate for you to regret it later" Tom admitted begrudgingly

"That's what you're worried about? I'm not fickle, sounds a lot like you don't trust me and I really don't have time to repeat myself. Good night Professor" Harry said coldly before given Tom to explain Harry had shadowed away leaving Tom sitting in a dark room with only his thoughts and a tight feeling in his chest; he'd messed up, hurt Harry he didn't need their link to be aware of that. The teens emotions had vanished, eyes turned flat, cold and empty. He'd been shut out, and he didn't know how he would ever get back in.

Author Notes:

I just wanted to say a huge thank you to those who have reviewed or clicked to follow me/my story. Lily and James Potter will pop into my story possibly in the next chapter :) If I don't post again until after Christmas, I wish you ALL a very merry Christmas and a Happy new year :) xx