A/N: Here's the third chapter and I have to thank all of my reviewers

A/N: Here's the third chapter and I have to thank all of my reviewers!! Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, you should all be glad.

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"Talking"

'Parseltongue'

Thinking

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Voldemort's POV

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Nagini curled around my arm as I stared at my ceiling. My son had finally been found. For the first time in almost seventeen years I felt as if there were hope. Now with Harry by my side it was time to wipe my image clean and keep only the supporters that I trusted. Even if that only meant Severus, Bellatrix, the Lestrange brothers, Lucius, and his family.

'Tom, tomorrow will be a busy day. You should sleep.' Nagini scolded me gently.

'You are right my pet.' I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, and idea coming to mind as I slipped off into unconsciousness.

Morning came and I was the first one up. After making sure that the house-elves were working on breakfast I sat in my study and watched Nagini as she slithered across the floor to her favorite spot in front of the fireplace.

'Tom, you are making me nervous. Must you stare at me so?'

'Sorry Nagini. What do you think of me getting Harry a snake? Nothing too big but not a measly garter snake. Maybe a hatchling of his own.'

'I don't know, perhaps you should ask him. He should be here in a moment or two.' I shook my head. I wanted it to be surprise.

A few seconds later there was a knock and Harry's head appeared in the doorway. "Sorry if I'm interrupting something. The house-elves wanted to let you know that breakfast was ready."

I nodded and walked around the desk. Nagini followed me out of the room as I walked side by side with my son. "Did you get a good night's sleep?" I asked hoping to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Yes, the room is perfect, thank you." He said politely.

"No need to thank me." I looked at the thin young man and felt a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry." I said suddenly, surprising even myself.

He looked up at me, shocked. "Why?"

I almost had to laugh. Wasn't it obvious why I was apologizing? "For the numerous attempts at your life." I explained.

"Then I'm sorry too, I tried to kill you just as many times." He said, a small smile dancing across his features. Suddenly there was a very puzzled look in his green eyes that reminded me so much of his mother. "I just have to wonder, how did it take you so long to find me?"

I sighed. "Well, when you were sent to live with your Muggle relatives we were still thinking you were living with wizards. We had checked every Light wizard family in England but we still couldn't find you. Severus was the one that came up with the idea of testing you. Told me that his eyes reminded me of Riana, your mother, and your pale complexion reminded him of me. No matter how much you look like James Potter right now, with a little work and a bit of magic you'll look like a member of the family in no time."

We made it to the Dining Hall and Hermione was already there, deep in conversation with Lucius. "Harry!" She called when she saw us walk in. "You'll never believe some of the things Mr. Malfoy's been telling me."

He smiled and went to sit next to his best friend. Soon the two were lost in their own world and I sat down next to Lucius. "You know, it's a good thing that this girl came with. She's at the top of her class. Draco is always complaining about her. She could really be useful."

I nodded and smiled at the two teens. I could sense a bond between them. Not a romantic bond but one of strong friendship. I felt sorry for the guy who would break these two apart.

Breakfast appeared on the table and we all dug in. After we were all done Harry and Hermione disappeared to the library and Lucius and I settled back in our chairs. "You know, graduation is soon and I'm sure that Draco wouldn't mind moving in here with you. If you wouldn't mind."

I looked at Lucius suspiciously. He had a perfectly fine manor of his own where Draco could live. "And why would that be?"

The blond man smirked. "Because he's been expressing some attraction towards your son, even if he doesn't realize it yet."

I couldn't help but be shocked. "And does Harry return these affections?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I am aware that he did come out of the closet last year, much to the Weasley girl's despair." Lucius stood up and stretched his long arms over his head. "I aught to get going. Narcissa will want me home when our guests arrive." He sighed. "Sometimes it's too much work to be important."

After Lucius was gone I stood up and headed to the library where I found Harry and Hermione laughing in a pair of armchairs.

They noticed me and fell silent. I couldn't help but feel a sliver of disappointment lodge itself into my heart. I mentally shook my head and smiled. "I see you two are settling in just fine."

Hermione smiled at me. "Yes, you have a wonderful library here. Thank you for letting us use it."

"Don't thank me. This is your house too now." I said. Somewhere in the manor I heard a clock strike nine. "Ah, I must be going. Lunch will be served at noon in the Dining Hall. I will see the two of you then."

I left the library and sighed. Harry was going to have to get used to having me for a father. I could see the wariness in his eyes when he looked at me.

Lunch came and went and I went to my study to work on some Dark Magic books that I hoped to get published after the war. Now that I had Harry and his friend by my side I was sure that we would win and that gave me new incentive to finish.

A few hours later I sent and owl to Lucius asking him to meet me here as soon as he was available. If he, in fact, had Ministry guests over today I was sure that they would take up a lot of his time with useless chatter of working with Harry to bring me down. Or, now that Harry was 'missing', finding Harry so that they could continue to work on bringing me down.

"How would you like to train Harry and Hermione?" I asked when he entered my study two hours later. "I'd give you and Narcissa a room in the manor and you would have full use of the Dueling room."

He stood in front of my desk and stared at me for a while. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather have Severus do it? He is a much better duelist than I." He finally answered.

"You both shall train Harry, Hermione, and Draco once graduation passes."

"Then yes, I shall be honored to train your son and his friend."

I motioned for him to sit down and leaned forward so that my head was on the desk. "Have you ever had bonding time with Draco?" It was embarrassing to ask the question, I could feel my face burning and was glad that it was hidden in my arms, though the childish act was almost as embarrassing.

"I guess. When he was younger I would teach him how to play piano. Then as he grew older it moved onto helping him with Quidditch, then eventually just faded away to barely seeing each other because of school and Death Eater meetings."

"So how would I bond with Harry?" I asked, my face still buried in my arms.

"You could start by teaching him and Hermione to duel instead of having me do it." He said and I heard him stand up. "Bonding isn't doing a certain activity, its sharing time together." The door opened and I heard it close softly behind him.

I sat there like that for a while, thinking about what Lucius had told me. After ten minutes or so I stood up and walked over to a bookcase. At the very top hidden inside an untitled book with a green cover there was a picture of Riana holding our two beautiful children.

I sat back down and ran a finger across the picture. Riana looked so happy, her green eyes shining and a smile dancing across her rosy lips. Griffith was holding his stuffed hippogriff and Salina had a strong grip on a lock of Riana's dark brown hair.

Every now and then the twins would look at me and break into a toothless smile, Griffith's green eyes sparkling as well as Salina's blue ones.

After carefully tucking the picture in my robe pocket I left my study and went back down to the library to find Harry and Hermione.

When I did find them they were curled up in armchairs fast asleep, the fire crackling in front of them. I smiled at the sight and ran my fingers through my son's hair. He mumbled something unintelligible and shifted in his sleep.

I took the picture out of my pocket and set it on the table between the two armchairs. This is you, your sister, and your mother a month before you three were taken from me. I thought you'd like to have it. If you're hungry when you wake up you can go to the kitchens and get something from the house-elves. I'm sure they would be more than willing to serve you two. Goodnight, I froze. How was I to sign the letter? Did I sign it Dad, or Father, or was it too early for that? With a quick spell the comma after 'Goodnight' was replaced with a period and I left it at that.

Once I had finished with my dinner of pork ribs and mashed potatoes I went up to Harry and Hermione's rooms and grabbed their blankets and pillows before heading back to the library. The both of them had shifted to new, more uncomfortable looking positions in the chairs and I set the blankets and pillows down.

With the chairs transfigured into large couches I picked up Harry and laid him so that his head was resting on the pillow and he looked semi comfortable then covered him with his blanket before doing the same to Hermione.

"Goodnight Griffith." I whispered to my son before lightly tucking his blanket further around him.

As I stood up to leave I could have sworn I had heard Harry reply, "Goodnight Dad." but it could have just been my mind playing tricks on me.

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A/n: And there's chapter three…I hope it was okay, I kinda got stuck on this chapter. Any suggestions for what should come after this, I'd be more than happy to hear them. Seriously, I need all the help I can get! Ta ta for now!! Jazzies-Girl