Chapter 7

The next morning when the Quartet walked into the Great hall, they were greeted with cat calls and wolf whistles from their house table. It took all his acting skills to look confused. He had to elbow Draco to get him to stop smirking.

After he sat down he glanced up at the point hour glass. The Gryffindors were down 150 points. Theo's jaw dropped.

"150 points. They lost 150 points." He whispered. He couldn't quit staring.

He turned to see Draco gaping at the point hour glass too. Draco looked at him and grinned. "Let me tell you again, how amazing you are, Theo. I will never again doubt your powers of persuasion and the fact that you are a pure Slytherin. I don't know of one person who could have pulled that off and not get caught." The rest of the table nodded and smirked at him. Theo smiled. For the first time, he felt like he belonged. Like he was a normal wizard. One who didn't defeat the dark lord. One who wasn't a vampire. One whose mother didn't die defending him. He felt like for the first time in his life, he had a family. And it was a great feeling.

The next thing he knew there was only a week left of school. He was heading towards the common room from the forest. He was going to miss it here. He felt like he belonged.

He was almost to the entrance when a hand shot out and grabbed him. He didn't have a chance to grab his wand, let alone see who it was, when the world went dark.

Draco ran to his Head of House's quarters and pounded on the door. When the door opened, he launched into an explanation.

"Theo was supposed to come back from his walk. He never showed up. I went looking for him and he wasn't there. I have a feeling he's in trouble. Please, Professor, he's the only one who befriended me for who I am, not who my father is."

Severus looked at him and nodded. He didn't think he was in trouble. He was probably in the forest. But he would go along with it for now. He led Draco down the hall when a girl rounded the corner at a dead run.

"Professor! I need to speak to Dumbledore, please. It's an emergency. Please. Could you tell me where his office is?"

Severus recognized the muggleborn that his son saved at the beginning of the year. "Ms. Granger, what could be so important that you are running like an animal so close to curfew?"

"Please, Professor, I need to see him!"

"He's not here. He had to go to the ministry."

The look on her face was of pure fear. "But he's got Theo!"

Severus's heart stopped in that moment. For the first time in fifteen years, his vampire side came unwillingly to the surface. He felt his fangs lengthen and his dark blue eyes, turn black. He growled. His family was in danger.

"Who?" He all but hissed. Draco and Granger took a step back from him.

"I seen Professor Quirrel carrying him to the third corridor. Theo looked unconscious."

She barely finished and he was off. He didn't know what he would find when he got there, but he didn't want to find out. His arm where his Dark Mark was had been itching since the beginning of the year and always in the presence of that man.

Theo woke up with a groan. He looked around and seen dirty stone walls. In the middle of the room was his Professor standing in front of a mirror. He was mumbling to himself, but it sounded like it was double layered with hisses. Then he spoke a little clearer.

"I thought you would be here. I didn't think I would have to come find you."

His professor spoke with out stuttering, but his voice was different. Like a hiss. He felt Sauda quiver around his neck. Suddenly all the pieces fell together.

"Voldemort." Theo said.

The man looked at him. "I see you put it together. Now, I need your help. You know. One Slytherin to another."

Theo looked at him like he had grown two heads. "You think I'm going to help you? Your more nuts than the Headmaster."

The man whipped out his wand and pointed it at him, "Your dare compare me to him!"

Theo already had his wand out and he dodged a bright red curse that he was petty sure was the Crucio curse. He shot off one of his own curses. One of the few reading about.

"Pectoris Subsisto!"

Voldemort through up a shield and looked at him in shock. "Well, I never thought I would see the day when the 'Golden' boy would use the dark arts. But a heart stopping curse isn't going to stop me, Potter."

Theo grinned showing his fangs. "No, I might not be able to stop you, but I can make you regret ever targeting me. Feel my pain, asshole! Sentiopoena!"

Voldemort dropped to his knees and let out a guttural cry as the spell hit him. He had never felt so much pain in his life. Theo watched with satisfaction. That spell he had worked on for months. Voldemort had taken so much from him, he wanted to make sure he felt everything that Theo had felt. Losing his mother, getting beat by his uncle and cousin, the ridicule, the vampirism, everything. He never saw his father come in.

Theo took a step towards Voldemort as the said man raised his head and looked at him.

"You will not be coming back today, Voldemort. Till we meet again. Evict Animus!" Theo watched as Voldemort screamed and a black cloud with red eyes was ejected from the Professors body. The cloud hovered there like it was going to go back. Theo frowned. "Oh, no you don't. Exurornus." The body burst into ash. The cloud let out a cry of rage and fled.

Theo collapsed, but never hit the ground. He looked up into the red rimmed eyes of his father and grinned a fangy grin. "We have to stop meeting like this." Then he passed out.

When he woke, his father was sitting there in the chair next to the bed staring at him. He looked around and seen that he was in the hospital room. He groaned.

"Why do I keep waking up in different places from where I passed out in?" He said. He was rewarded by a chuckle. He turned his head to the other side to see the Headmaster sitting there.

"That, my boy, is the question of the day. How are you feeling?"

Theo took quick inventory of his body. Aside from some muscle soreness, he felt fine. One of the perks of being a vampire.

"I feel fine, Sir. I take it you want to know what happened?" Both of the Professors nodded.

Theo took a deep breath then started, "I was heading back to the common room from the woods. I had spent most of the day in the Library and I wanted some fresh air. I was almost there when someone grabbed me and I was knocked out. When I woke up, Professor Quirrel was there. He was talking weird. He had no shuddering and his voice.......I remembered it. I knew something was wrong with him since the beginning of the year. My senses were screaming at me when ever I was around him. It was like there were two beings in one body, but I thought I was just being stupid. Well, when I heard his voice and it affected Sauda, it clicked who he was."

Dumbledore cut in, "Excuse me, but who is Sauda?"

Theo grinned sheepishly and reached inside his robe and pulled out a two foot long snake. "This is Sauda. Voldemort was mumbling to himself in Parseltongue. Sauda understood that he was a Speaker."

"Theo...." Severus warned. Theo sighed and looked at his father almost pleading. Severus rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Fine. I understood too. I can speak it too. I didn't understand what was different at first. It sounds just like English to me. I never heard another person speak it, obviously, with me being the only person who speaks it currently alive. Or with a body, I should say. Anyway, when he switch to English I realized who he was. He wanted me to do something for him. I told him basically in so many words to go to hell. He shot the Cruciotis at me and I dodged and sent a Heart Stopper at him. I know. Don't say it. Dark magic. But it's not really dark. Do you think an expeliarmius is really going to slow down a Dark Lord? Its not the magic that's Dark anyway, it's the intent it's used for. Then he laughed at me and I surprised him by sending one of my own creations at him."

"That's the spell I walked in on?" Severus said. Theo looked at him.

"It depends. I used two of my own today. The first one was one that I had been working on since I came here. I knew I would see him again. And I wanted him to feel everything I had gone through. My pain, anger, hurt, loss. Everything that he had caused. I turned it into a spell putting my feelings behind it. In Latin it literally translates into Feel my pain. Anyway, while he was otherwise occupied, I knew I had to get his soul out of the body so I used a soul evictions spell that I read about. He tried to go back to the body even though it was dead and I didn't want to risk it, so I used another one I made burning the body to ash instantly."

They both stared at him. Severus once again thought about how similar they were. He too had created his own spells. His equally dark. This boy was smart. Maybe smarter than he was at his age. He would need guidance in the years to come to make sure he didn't make the same mistakes as Severus did. He looked at the Headmaster who smiled and nodded his head. Severus looked back at his son who no matter what anyone thought, was innocent in so many ways. He cleared his throat.

"Theo, how would you like to come live with me from now on?"

Pectoris Subsisto- Shortened version of pectus pectoris subsisto with in Latin means Heart Stopper. I figured it would be considered a Dark Spell.

Sentiopoena-Shortened version of sentio meus poena with translate to feel my pain.

Evict Animus-Evict Soul

Exurornus-Exuro ut ornus-burn to ash.

A/N I figured I haven't updated in a couple days so here is another chapter for you guys. There is only one more chapter left.