Harry woke up under some warm blankets; his head felt like it was a heavy weight with giants banging around, there was the sound of crackling coming in the room he rubbed his eyes open and looked around the room blinking having trouble seeing. Harry moved to sit up, he squinted at the small brown table by the bed and crawled over to it and patted around it in hopes to find a pair of glasses, when he did he put them on his face and blinked a couple of times until he got use to what he was seeing.

He looked around the large room; it was heavy with dark wood panels, there was a fire place that was a blaze with fire that warmed the room up "You're a wake." Came a voice, Harry turned around and looked at an older teen and a man who looked like the older version

"Who are you?" Harry asked, the older teen blinked in shock

"What did you do?" The man asked looking at the teen next to him, turning his head Tom looked at Voldemort

"I don't know I just used a sleep spell!" He said, they looked back at Harry who was looking at them wide eye, pulling the blanket up to his chin and scooted back towards the head bored

"Can you tell me your name?" Voldemort asked the 12 year old.

Harry frowned and looked down into his lap as he looked up at them and shook his head "No sir." He said, Voldemort shot Tom a look as he got up and walked over to Harry, the boy moved back when the red eye man moved to the bed

"Shhh its okay, I just was to look at your eyes." Harry nodded and took his glasses off and let Voldemort to look into his eyes and then gave Harry his glasses back the teen put them back on and looked at Voldemort

"Sir what is my name." He asked

"Your name is Harry Po…" He stopped and looked at Tom and smiled "Your name is Harry Black." He said, Tom looked at Voldemort with a confused look "And we are your guardians you had an accident and lost your memory." Harry frowned and looked up at him

"Will I get my memory?" He asked

"I do not know, we will leave you to rest." Voldemort said standing up "We will back in a little while just rest."

Tom sat in the office with Voldemort and frowned at the man standing in front of him pouring himself and Tom a glass "What are you doing?" Tom asked when he was handed a glass

"Think about it, Harry had no memory of us that boy can even remember his own name. If we took control over the boy and mould him to how we want him to be." He said Tom looked down into his drink

"What if he remembers?"

"He won't, his memory is gone either it was he stress or the spell you used to bring me back or both but his memory is gone." He smiled brightly

"You sure he won't remember?"

"You worry too much." Voldemort said with a happy laugh, Tom frowned again

"And you don't worry enough."

5 years later

Voldemort rose to power and took the Ministry my storm and put a new man in the Minister's seat that was not to be relived until the fall of Hogwarts and that came sooner than ever one thought. The Death Eaters attacked the school hours after the Minster, Voldemort, Tom and Harry turned up at the school Harry frowned as he looked at the large building "Are you alright my love?" Tom asked

"Yes I'm fine just tried and would like this over with." He said to them, the red eye man looked back at Harry and moved beside him and pressed his hand on his stomach

"You should stay home love this kind of fight someone could get hurt and I would hate for you to be the one injured." Harry gave him a soft smile and kissed the older man's lips

"I will be okay." He smiled as he brushed his hair out of his eyes; Tom moved next to Harry and kissed his neck

"Okay but if there is a fight rise your shields." The silver blue eyed man told him.

As Voldemort thought the old wizard attacked them going for Harry, he had a rouge wolf on his side that Fenrir has been trying to get back to him for years, he grab Harry and held him close, the teen didn't struggle as he stilled in the wolf's hold, Tom looked at Voldemort waiting to see what will happen. "How dare he call you after my cub!" Remus snarled

"Who's your cub?" Harry asked

"A boy I wish I knew." He growled, Voldemort smirk

"Sniff him wolf tell me what his scent is." The Dark wizard said

"No more came Voldemort we have your young lover you don't want anything to happen to him!" Dumbledore said

"Nothing will happen to our soul." Tom said, as he watched Remus sniff the teen and freeze as he spun Harry around and looked into his eyes

"H...Harry? No you can be!" He whispered as he touched the teen's face his eyes search Harry before he turned to looked at Dumbledore "YOU TOLD ME HE WAS DEAD! SIRIUS KILLED HIMSELF WHEN HE FOUND OUT!" He screamed

"What Harry is dead they just found a boy that looked like him to mess with us, he that is not Harry Potter that is just a thing of theirs." The old man hissed

"Tell us what you really think." Tom said, Voldemort chuckled that echoed off the hall walls

"Dumbledore you are a foolish old man, the body you buried was the girl, my soul changed the body and left the note and took poor sleep depraved Harry away and we have kept him safe."

"No Harry would not do that!" Someone shouted

"Harry doesn't remember who he was; all he knows is the live we gave him." Tom said, Harry looked at them blinking

"They did tell me about Sirius Black." Remus looked at him "They told me he died and I did cry for him." Teen said Remus pulled the teen close to him and cried into

"See Harry is safe."