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Pudy- A good question! He has red eyes because thats the color Voldemorts eyes are. I think it happened in the 4th book, but everyone seems to think of him as having red eyes.

Also, I want Harry to have an Animagi form. I want people to tell me what they think it should be. I will vote for it later.

Harry looked at Voldemort in horror, "What did you do to me!"

The Dark Lord seemed quite calm, "You cast the spell, I did absolutely nothing."

Harry cursed under his breath, "T-then why do I look like…"

"You do cut to the point, don't you?" Voldemort suddenly seemed almost tired, "I was married once. Did you know that?" Harry shook his head as he tried to accept that information. Voldemort continued, "As far as I know, only a few Death Eaters and Dumbledore knew. Her name was Elizabeth. We had a son as well." He narrowed his eyes, "But of course, Dumbledore didn't want another heir of Slytherin to deal with. He took him, and she couldn't deal with the loss." He paused, "And one day she just disappeared. I had my best trackers look for her, but they never found a body." Harry almost felt sympathetic.

"Why are you telling me this?" He really wanted to know why his supposed enemy hadn't even drawn his wand yet.

"This is something you must hear, its important that you know the truth." Voldemort replied. Harry sighed, but didn't say anything else. Seeing this, Voldemort went on, "The loss of both my son and my wife was the last straw. I took the war to a whole new level after that. My hatred of Dumbledore increased greatly as well. I was, until recently, under the impression that my son was dead. It seems Dumbledore was to soft hearted to kill an infant though. He gave him to another wizarding family, and placed many charms to make him resemble them. I didn't know this when I started trying to gain more followers. I killed his false parents when they refused to join me, as I did with many wizards who opposed me. I also attempted to kill the child they had." He stopped there.

Harry nearly forgot who he was talking to, "Attempted to kill him?"

"Yes. As with all Unforgivables, you have to mean it. I truly did love my son, whether you think someone like me can love or not. When I spoke the words of the killing curse, it bounced off and hit me instead. I lost my power that night, and my son escaped with a scar." He gazed at the lightning bolt scar on Harry's head, "Your scar…you are truly my son, Luther Orion Riddle." Harry nearly fainted. He felt confused and weak.

He shook his head, "I can't be! The prophecy said-"

"Yes, the prophecy." Voldemort sneered slightly, "How could I forget? The best way to ensure you wouldn't even consider being anywhere near me. Dumbledore created a fake prophecy. You became the savior of the wizarding world, and weapon of the light. It was far too much to try and live up to in my opinion, but Albus did always push his students to far." Harry didn't want to hear anymore, but it made sense. Somewhere in a dark part of his mind, he knew it was true.

"Its true." He whispered, "I can feel it. I can't believe Dumbledore would keep the truth for so long." He had started shaking.

Voldemort spoke again, but he hardly noticed, "I think you need time to come to grips with this. I had the house elves prepare a room for you. I will have Serverus come for you when dinner is prepared." The doors swung open, and Sirius entered. He was at Harry's side instantly, and wrapped an arm around him to keep him up.

"Come on, you really look like you deserve some decent sleep." Harry nodded weakly and followed him out the door. Harry barely realized were he was until they reached his room. It was so startling that he actually managed to temporarily forget what had happened. The south wall of the room was lined with books, and a large green couch. An over stuffed chair sat comfortably near the fireplace and the glow of the fire was reflected on the desk were his schoolbooks sat. The desk was made of a finely crafted dark wood, and there were detailed designs engraved on it. The most noticeable was a dragon and what looked like a Basilisk. His eyes finally fell upon the four-poster bed. It was king sized, with dark green curtains and black sheets. He set Thanados down on the bed, and collapsed next to him.

As Harry stared sightlessly up at the canopy over his head, Sirius laid a hand on his shoulder in a comforting way, "Serverus will be here in a couple of hours." He said softly. Receiving no response, he left.

"Will you be ok?" Thanados asked.

"I don't know." Harry admitted, "Its hard to imagine that I could be the son of someone so evil. I thought he was always evil, so imagining him with a wife is hard too." He paused, "I was raised my whole life as the Gryffindor Golden Boy, and the Savior of the wizarding world. Now I'm being told I'm the son of the most evil wizard the world has probably ever seen. Just when I begin to accept my role, something always happens. Why did my life have to be so different?"

"I'm afraid I have no answer for you. Everyone's life is different, and you are no exception. But you were destined for great things, I can feel it." Thanados tried to help, but he wasn't sure if it worked.

Harry sighed, "I was always told I would be destined for great things. I suppose it's rather ironic now that the Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin." He closed his eyes finally, "I can't imagine being able to sleep now." Harry looked at his schoolbooks. Hogwarts was always a safe place for him, his home. Now he felt betrayed by everyone. He could not imagine going back to school, but he had never doubted his place at the school and his sense of belonging there. Harry felt as though his head was going to split in two with all the thoughts running through his mind.

"It is going to be a rough journey ahead of you." Thanados predicted.

Harry wasn't sure how he got to sleep, but he did.

Was it good? I thought so anyway. So many more reviews than last time! I so happy! Well, review and let me know you liked it.