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Chapter 13 :

Unplottable location (Riddle's manor, Little Hangleton), 1996

-*What did you say?* hissed the Dark lord, his death eaters and Harry's teammates froze. Of course Thomas understood, Harry and Nagini also understood, the last speaking again, when did she came back in the room no one could tell. For a snake she was discreet, that or the manor could do with some new light. They were lighted with candles, and in the middle of the ceiling was a chandelier.

-*Nothing Masster, honessstly sssometime I worry about you...* Voldemort had to stop himself from rolling his eyes, it wouldn't be Dark Lordish. Harry also had to stop himself, but from lauhing.

-* Not you Nagini. I ssspoke to my ssson.*

-*Masster, you sshould be more presscise. After all isssn't your sson and mate underssstanding everything we're ssaying?* At that the Dark Lord glared at Harry. Following their master, the Death eater who couldn't understand the conversation glared at Harry. The boy rolled his eyes.

-*Don't call him that ! The boy isss not worth my ssson* It didn't even surprised Harry, he knew Voldemort, after all.

"- Father." Thomas spoke coldly. His cold blue eyes met the burning red eyes of his father, they needed to speak to each other. Turning his eyes back to his friends, accomplice, the son spoke one more time.

"- This meeting is adjourned. You can go. Evans stay. We need to speak with my father."

The group hesitated less than one second before walking out of the room, with speed. A glance from the Dark Lord, and his followers flew out of the room, they did have self-preservation. Nagini stayed for the sake of drama. Harry felt awkward. He was opening his mouth, but Thomas was faster.

"- What's your problem with Evans?" Voldemort and Harry looked at Thomas, the last as if his lover had lost his mind, even Nagini looked strangely her master's son. Didn't he remember? Dark Lord, Boy-Who-Lived and all?

"- Except that." Said Thomas rolling his eyes.

"- Thisss boy isss infuriating! How could you choossse him asss asss-" Voldemort couldn't even finish his sentence.

*- Mate? Lover?*

*- Yess, thank you Nagini.* said the Lord sarcasm driping from his forked tongue.

"- Why did you love my mother?"

"- Ssshe wasss a pureblood, and a Malfoy." answered the Dark Lord.

"- Yes, and I'm going to believe this." said the son, rolling again his eyes. Even Harry heard Lady Lyra speaking of her dear husband, who loved, and cherished her, Tom, before dying.

* Or maybe Massster'sss ssson isss more like hiss mother.*

-What? *What!* asked both of Slytherin's descendant with disbelief.

Thomas had heard his mother everyday, telling him how much he looked like his father, with his mother eyes. For what Voldemort has seen, his son was him, but younger. Only, Harry nodded his head with what Nagini said, Thomas was kinder than Voldy. Nagini continued.

*- He hasss hiss mother'ss eyesss, hiss mate isss a half-blood who can ssspeak, an orphan, with dark hair, pale ssskin, and the boy isss powerful masster. Now, I'm going to ssleep, the rat I ate wass delissciousss.*

The three human looked at the snake, as she slithered away, looking quite proud of herself. The snake looked more clever than the three others as she exited the room. Harry glanced at his lover and the Father.

"- Maybe I shoul-" started Harry, hesitation in his voice.

"- A week." The Lord said.

"- He'll succeed." Thomas answered.

Wh-what? thought Harry, he was listening the conversation and it did started with 'a week'. What happened? Did they have a silent conversation? How rude ! Why did they need him to stay, if it wasn't to speak with him.

"- Of course, you won't count the days he'll work for me, right?" continued Thomas.

"- Of courssse." agreed Voldemort. The dark lord glared at Harry, before disapparating.

"- What the heck happened?" shouted Harry.

"- No need to be so loud Darling, you'll need it for tonight." Thomas actually winked at Harry. The boy flushed pink.

"- Sh-shut up! Answer my question." Harry avoided the gaze of his lover.

"- My Darling! So bold!" Thomas continued. Harry glared.

"- And those eyes! My! Is it me or are they greener?" And suddenly the older boy was near Harry, those warm hands on him, the left one on his right shoulder, his right hand rising Harry's chin.

"- T-thomas..." muttered the blushing boy-who-lived.

"- Yes Darling.~" Thomas's lips were getting nearer Harry.

"- Er... Can you, er," Harry could feel those blue eyes watching his reaction, his hot breath on Harry. "Will you stop that, and explain!"

The mood was gone. Thomas blinked two times as Harry's green eyes looked at him with determination. Harry would not let him distract him, it was his life which was at stake. Thomas let Harry go, sighing. The older boy pouted, Harry could feel a vein popping indicating his irritation.

"- Could you be serious two minutes? Please?" asked the green eyed boy.

"- Okay, okay, calm down love."

"- So. What is this about? Why did he say a week? What does it mean?"

"- You and me are going to spend a week, a full week, here, after that he'll accept you in the family." said Thomas with a calm voice, without worry.

"- WH-WHAT?!" Harry screamed, " are you out of your mind?!"

"- Don't worry Darling, the guys will go back to the orphanage."

"- And how this is better?" He'll have less protection!

"- You won't have to worry about the others. I'm sure the only one in the manor will be dad, Nagini, and some death eater popping around. It'll be Lucius or Snape."

"- Again I ask, and this is better?" Harry wanted to escape.

"- I already spoke to Nagini, she's with us. She loves your eyes."

"- Er, I'll say my thanks. Wait. Thomas don't change the conversation! I'm going to die!"

"- I'll protect you Darling don't worry." He kissed his cheek. " Well I have to plan our mission, I'm going first." and went out.

Harry was mindfucked, he was lost. His lover really thought thay had a chance aainst the Dark Lord, the man hated him! He was going to destroy him. And the others won't be here, he'll have no protecton if Thomas is not here. Between Snape Lucius, and Voldemort, he wasn't going to make it. If he makes it, he will give a gift to Lucian! There was no way he'll win! Wait. He had to be positive. Arg! There was nothing positive in this situtation! Why did shit always happen to him. Keep calm Potter. He could do it. The snake will help him. Harry decided to search for Nagini.


Hogwarts, Scotland, 1991

He was in Hogwarts, it was gorgeous. He missed his bestfriends, but he had successfully entered Gryffindor. He had read about Hogwarts but didn't care about house system. He felt at home in this big castle, he missed his friends, Trixy, Thomas, Lucian, Rosier and Vlad. Butt their goals were important. One day they'll rule the world. Big green eyes watched closely the other boys in the red dormitory. Each of them presented in succession, Dean Thomas (he had frozen hearing the dark skin boy's name), Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, and finally Ron Weasley. Evans fastly became friend with the red haired one, not that they had something in common. Thomas had order him to play the perfect Gryffindor golden boy. Ron Weasley was a pureblood from a Light family, he was innocent, brash, kind, blunt.

Evans only had to adjust his personnality to be kinder, and to treat every magical thing as something unknow for him. The black messy haired boy, with innocent eyes wearing big glasses, a boy who had a bad history with his family, a boy feeling welcome in Hogwarts, a boy who decided that school was home, a boy who was a little shy, but kind and brave, who wants to save the others. Evans Black, an orphan, became Harry Potter, the Boy-who-lived.


She had succesfully entered Hogwarts, it was quite easy to become a Gryffindor, the hat wanted to put her in Ravenclaw, but she had argued against it. The excuse she used, was Dumbledore, she wanted to be in the same house as tha man with lots of title. She had spoken with her roommates, they were without surprise, boring. She missed her friends in the orphanage, and little Trixy, she even missed the muggles who were rising her. Turning around to have a better position to sleep, the brown bushy haired girl smiled. Hermione Granger was happy.


Two children were sleeping peacefully in the Gryffindor dormitory, thinking about friends, Hogwarts, classes, tomorrow, the future, their futures.

One day, We'll rule the world.