A/N: Here's the sixth chapter of A Family of My Own

A/N: Here's the sixth chapter of A Family of My Own. Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, as much as I think that would be cool. Forgive me if this chapter sucks, I had MAJOR writers block.

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"Talking"

'Parseltongue'

Thinking

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Voldemort's POV

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"Good afternoon Severus." I greeted the dark man as the lights came on.

"Good afternoon indeed." He grumbled. "I can't believe you're letting your son go back to Hogwarts."

"Now Severus," I said as gently as I could. "I don't like it any more than you do but I'm not going to stop Harry from doing something he wants to do. Besides, it's only two and a half weeks before graduation and then both he and Salina will be home with me, where they belong." I said, just as much for me as for him.

"Fine, let's just get this over with then. Harry get over here." The man barked. Griffith nodded and walked over to the man. "It's a good thing you never paid any attention to what I was telling you when I taught you Occumulency. It would just make this all the harder."

Severus raised his wand and put it to my son's temple. "Now clear your mind of the past few days and try not to think about anything." He instructed. "It shouldn't be that hard for you."

I sighed and looked at Hermione who looked to be holding back a laugh. "Is this what he's like at school?" I asked in a hushed voice?"

"I heard that." The reply came from the grumpy man across the room. Hermione nodded and giggled. "I saw that." Severus growled.

"Doesn't change the fact that she's probably right." I mumbled and Hermione giggled. "Anyway, let's get you ready." I brought my wand to her temple and she closed her eyes. I started mumbling the counter-spell to Obliviate and focused on the images that I wanted installed in their memories.

Eventually it became too much for the girl and she passed out. I took that chance to make it look as if she had been tortured. I looked over and saw that Severus had done the same with Griffith. We changed teenagers and I stood next to my son, waiting for him to wake up.

Soon his eyes fluttered open and he let out a soft groan of pain. He looked up and saw me and started to back away. "What am I doing here? What have you done to me?" The look of panic in his emerald eyes cut deep into my heart.

I waited as his eyes moved back and forth frantically between me and Hermione on the other side of the room being tended to by Severus.

Suddenly his eyes flew shut and he rested his head on his knees. "Harry," I asked tentatively, "are you okay?"

I had to wait a few minutes for an answer. "Griffith." He croaked when he opened his mouth. "I told you to call me Griffith, remember?"

Relief flooded through my body. "Yes, I was just making sure that you remembered." I held out my hand and helped him stand. He winced as his knees straightened. "Are you okay?" I asked again.

"I'm fine. Just a little beat up." He replied. "You really didn't hold back did you?"

I couldn't help but be slightly offended. "I didn't do it. Severus did." I looked over my shoulder to make sure that the professor wasn't paying us any attention. "I have a feeling that he's having a bad day."

"When isn't he?" My son grumbled and I chuckled.

"You know, you and he would get along quite well." Griffith looked at me like I was crazy. "I'm serious. You both use witty remarks and sarcasm often. And besides that fact you're both too serious for your own good." I ruffled his already messy hair.

"You're telling this to the guy that had a massive pillow fight yesterday." He laughed and tried, unsuccessfully, to smooth down his hair.

"And there you go with the witty remarks." I chuckled. "Come on; let's see how Hermione is doing."

We walked across the large room to where Hermione was just sitting up, panic etched deep in her cinnamon eyes. "Harry, what's going on?" She asked when she saw him.

Griffith gently pushed passed Severus and sat down next to his friend. He took her in his arms and started to whisper comforting words in her ear. Soon the bushy haired girl had calmed down and was looking at me and Severus with curious eyes.

"So you're really not evil?" She asked.

"No my dear, we are not. We are simply misunderstood and misrepresented." I told her.

Less than fifteen minutes later she remembered why she had been here and what we were doing. "So when are we going back to Hogwarts?" She asked as we left the room.

"As soon as possible." I said at the same time Severus said, "Never."

"Come now Severus." I said sternly. "They have to go back and complete their education. They're lonely here."

"Do you really think that they have that many more friends at Hogwarts? Harry hates most of the student body, not to mention most of the teachers."

"You just don't want to see me in your class anymore, Professor." Griffith chided gently.

"Very funny." The potions professor growled. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must get back to Hogwarts as to not draw suspicion." With that he disappeared.

"Well, I guess we should get a move on." I said, and motioned for the two teens to follow me. We went into the kitchens and I grabbed and apple from a nearby dish. "Portus." The apple flashed blue then settled back to its rosy red color.

"When you get there you'll be near the fringes of the Forbidden Forest. Make it look as if you are weak and just hope that someone sees you. If you aren't in the castle twenty minutes from now Severus will come down under pretenses of getting potions materials that Hagrid may have found in the forest." I looked at my son again. The only connection that I had with Riana. "Are you sure you want to go back?"

"Yes Father, I'm sure." He said and Hermione nodded at his side.

"Alright." I sighed and handed them the apple. They held it in their hands for a second before it glowed a faint blue and they disappeared. 'Well, they're gone.' I said to Nagini who had slithered through the kitchens in hopes of playing with a few of the house-elves.

'This would be perfect time for you to go buy your son a snake, Tom.' She said and my eyes widened. I had completely forgotten about my plan to buy him his own snake familiar. 'You could buy it for him as a graduation present.'

'Yes, I shall. But I shouldn't buy it too soon for fear that it thinks that I am its familiar.' I hissed.

Nagini let out an angry hissing noise and curled herself up my right leg. She was very possessive of me as her familiar and didn't like it when another creature got close to me. Often it ended in the creature becoming her lunch.

For the rest of the day I found myself becoming distracted and worrying about how Harry was faring back at Hogwarts. Around noon I got an owl from Severus. 'Thomas,' as he called me in letters just in case they fell into the wrong hands. 'Harry has arrived safely as has his friend. They were found in the forest by the Care of Magical Creatures professor and brought to the Hospital Wing. They are doing fine and are back in Gryffindor Tower with all the other little lions. Severus.'

I sighed and crumpled up the letter. Usually he was a lot subtler in his letters but I could tell that he was especially cranky today and didn't give a damn if his letters fell into the hands of Dumbledore.

That night as Nagini curled up on my chest to fall asleep I sighed and stroked her head. 'What is troubling you Tom?' She asked in her all-knowing way.

'The usual woes my dear pet.'

'But you have found your son and possibly your daughter. I see not why they have come back now of all times.' She hissed and rested her head comfortably on my right shoulder.

'I just wish that Riana could be here to see our children.' I could feel pressure building behind my eyes and tried to blink it away. 'It's been so long since I've visited her grave. I shall go there in the morning. Would you like to come with me?' I asked the large green reptile but she had already fallen asleep, hissing softly in my ear.

Just as I promised myself as soon as I woke in the morning I lifted Nagini off of my torso and walked sleepily into my bathroom. After a quick shower I dressed in my favorite silver robes.

'Tom, what are you doing?' Nagini hissed sleepily from the bed.

'I am going to the cemetery. Come, we shall go together.' I held my arm to the bed and she slithered up to rest comfortably across my shoulders.

A few minutes later I was standing in front of my wife's headstone. I sat down on the ground, not caring that it was wet from the rain that had poured down overnight. "My Rainstorm." I said as I pressed my hand against the marble slab that her name was forever engraved upon.

I sat there for hours not saying a word. Nagini wound herself down my arm and curled herself up right in front of the headstone. She and my wife had been close and her death had taken a toll on her. It had been even worse when she learned that the twins had also been taken.

A small smile fell upon my face when I remembered how Nagini had given the twins rides on her back when they had gotten old enough to figure out that they had to hold on.

Before I left I conjured up a dozen orange roses and laid them in front of her headstone, they had always been her favorite.

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A/n: I know that this is a shorter chapter but as I said earlier I got major writers block. Next chapter will be Harry and Hermione at Hogwarts. Reviews keep blocks from forming!!