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Damian walked around his new home, still not ready to call it home, never mind how much Demi was. He at least knew what he was now. It had been a strange occurrence once he and his sister had found out. He a wizard, she a witch. Even more over when they met others like them, such as Bellatrix Black and Lucius Malfoy, just some of the friends of their adopted brothers. It was summer break for them, and Rudophus said we would be quick to follow them to school. This year even.

It was the one thing the outcast was looking forward to. Somewhere to belong, other than when he was alone with his sister, who even now was taking more to the LeStranges than the dark haired boy. Dark eyes searched for his sister, and found her finally in front the tank that separated their rooms, the one in which their pet snakes were housed. She had her head tilted and she let her fingers run across the glass, smiling as her favorite snake followed her fingers.

Her black hair, once lank and made fun of, was restored, luxurious and long. The dress she wore was made of real silk, and was the deepest shade of green, contrasting with her pale skin and the darkness of her eyes and hair. She turned to him, as if sensing her twin, and smiled. Quickly standing, she raced to him and grabbed his hand. "Come on," she said tugging him down the hall.

They were to look nice for the guest that were arriving for supper that night. And his sister was to play a piece that Robert had taught her. She grinned at the him as they sat down on the bench. "Watch," she said, and as she began the cords, the ones on the other side of the piano started by themselves and the song to Greensleeves started to sound throughout the room. Damian watched in amazement, seeing his sister's hands fly across the keys and the others play as if an invisible hand played along. She smoothly slid into Chopsticks and looked up at her brother, her eyes shining, making the blue more pronounced.

He smiled back and they both looked up at a voice in the doorway.

"Your getting better," Helena said, her slender arms crossed and her red dress touching the floor. With a smile, she added, "Come, the guest are here."

Standing the twins walked with their 'mother' to the formal dining room. In an instant they were surprised at there being only one person there, and even more who the person was. The man whom they had seen countless times with a small cruel smile on his face. Now the small smile was a full blown grin as he looked upon the children. He stood as they walked in. Walking around the table, he watched the twins with an almost feral look in his eyes.

Robert stood and easily, Demi's gaze moved from the man to the person who claimed the father position in her heart. She ran to him, squeezing his middle in a hug. He hugged her back, but turned her back around quickly, slightly pushing her back towards the man and her brother. The man had just continued to watch, his gaze never wavering. Damian stared back the same intensity in his stare.

"My Lord," Robert said, and only then did Damian look away, looking at the man of the house, "may I introduce, Damian and Dementia, our youngest. Damian, Demi, this is Lord Voldemort."

"Oh, please, you can call me Mr. Riddle. Even Uncle Tom, if you would like. You'll be seeing a lot of me after all. It's a pleasure to meet the both of you," the man said, his voice soft like velvet and quiet as a mouse, though there was something just under the surface.

Damian looked at the man in cold abandon, whereas Demi didn't even look at the man. She curtsied a little before heading to her seat in between Rabastan and Rodolphus. She looked at them and grabbed each of their hands, frightened.

The two looked at her with reassuring smiles as the handsome man watched her with his creepy smile. Slowly she stopped shrinking into her seat and looked back at him with a fearless look. Looking back at Damian, Tom tilted his head contemplating.

"I hear you like to read,write, and research, things like that," he said quietly.

"Yes, sir," the small boy said back.

"Well then, I think I may have a job for you when you come of age," Tom said smiling. Damian's eyes grew wide and he smiled a mile wide grin.

"Really?" he said happily. The Lord nodded his head and gestured for the boy to sit down.

AN

Okay, not much, but an update right? So, this chapter was inspired by Sweet transvestite! Jk, anyways like always read, review, helps me think. Mwahs, and buhbyes!

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