Prologue
"Okay, someone tell me what the crap we're doing here," a dark, annoyed voice snarled from the darkness. A snort was the person's answer. "What?! Say something, Toby!"
A man's voice answered. "Something. Are you happy now, Ariel?" the man named Toby inquired of the woman. Ariel merely growled. Another voice joined in and told them to hush. "What is it, Dear?"
"Hush, Toby, Ariel… We're here. And Ariel, if you don't recall, Aberforth told us to come here to protect them well," the third voice hissed.
"Of course, Untamed," Ariel murmured softly. The other figure, Untamed, merely continued inching forward.
In a commanding voice, Untamed whispered, "Transform!" In seconds, an interesting trio stood in the shadows of the garage of one Godric's Hollow. An eagle, an iguana, and a unicorn stood where Untamed, Toby, and Ariel once stood. The iguana had markings like that of the birth mark on Untamed's forehead, an emerald colored star, the eagle had markings along its face that resembled Ariel's glasses, and the unicorn's horn was an ugly grey, like the wound along Toby's torso. The iguana stood on its haunches and jerked its head towards the sky and the eagle ruffled its feathers indignantly and took off into the sky. The iguana thumped its tail in Morse code and the unicorn pawed the ground back. The iguana nodded and scurried off into the underbrush beside the back door and transformed back into its human form, Untamed. The unicorn galloped off and hid in the brush beside the front door, to hold the man they were against off.
The eagle swooped around, gave a few loud caws to which Untamed nodded at and the unicorn whinnied at. The eagle vanished and Ariel was crouched on the roof of the house. And he appeared. He took long strides to the front door of the house and when he reached it, had to dive back as the unicorn came storming out, waving its head around wildly. The figure drew its wand and was stunned as the unicorn became a man. Toby growled menacingly at his old mentor and drew his wand. The figure threw his cloak to the side and sighed at Toby. Toby hissed darkly as Ariel flipped from the roof to his side, both training their wands on the man. Untamed was talking hurriedly with a figure that only the cornered one didn't notice. He waved his wand slightly and his spell was blocked by "Protego"s from Toby and Ariel. Toby hissed again.
"You cannot come here and disturb my kin, Albus Dumbledore!" raged the man. The figure, Albus Dumbledore, merely smiled his "all knowing" smile at Toby.
"I can, my darling Toby, and I will," he said.
"Then," Ariel growled, "We shall kill you!" Albus' eyes widened slightly.
"I am much too strong for you, my dears. You cannot kill me," he murmured.
"I can, my darling mentor, and I will," Toby snarled. "You will not ruin this family that Master has worked so hard to perfect! YOU WILL NOT!!!"
Albus blinked. "Ah, so you still serve Tom, then, do you?"
"DO NOT SPEAK AS IF YOU KN-"
"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" Albus yelled, hitting both Ariel and Toby. As soon as they fell to the ground, he casually kicked their bodies into the brush beside the door, walked around the back, petrified the two hidden figures, transfigured himself to look like the Master of Ariel, Toby, and Untamed, and entered the house. James Potter would be first. Albus snickered as James, Lily, Elsie, Ellil, and Harry Potter were taken to the nursery. Who to mark, who to mark. Albus thought to himself in wonder. Who to mark for the prophecy? There were three of them. Sighing to himself, the disguised Albus turned his wand on the youngest triplet, the only girl, Elsie. And he killed her. Harry and Ellil watched with morbid fascination. James was next to die. He died to protect his wife and one of his sons. Sighing mentally again, Albus cast the Killing Curse upon Ellil. It rebounded; hit a lamp, and the lamp shattered. Moments after the shattering, Harry began screaming. Albus Apparated out of the house, Ennervated all four he'd knocked out, Obliviated two of them, and fled, changing back to himself.
Ariel and Untamed glanced around in confusion. They shrugged and Disapparated. Both had forgotten ever working for Master Tom and only remembered their time under Dumbledore. Toby, for obvious reasons, could not be Obliviated. He was much too loyal to Master Tom and, of course, Master Tom was not Obliviated. Toby and Tom met in front of the front door of the house.
"What shall we do, Master? I sense one of my living kindred left. For James hath been vanquished from this life. I sense only wizard and a small amount of my kindred," Toby murmured.
Tom turned his red gaze on his most faithful follower. "Retrieve your kin. Then return to the Gaunt Mansion as quick as you please, Young One," was the order. Toby nodded and Apparated into the nursery. There he found two small baby boys and their unconscious mother. Their father and sister lay dead. One boy, the one with flaming red hair like that of his mother's, was holding onto the woman for dear life. The other one, the one with hair like James's hair, was screaming loudly. Toby sighed at the anguished sobs of the one of his kindred and scooped him up.
Nuzzling his cheek, he said, "Hush, small one. May the pain be vanquished from your body as life was from your darling father." As he spoke these words of comfort, the boy fell asleep and Toby Apparated far from the house in Godric's Hollow, leaving Lily Potter to be a single mother with one son, a dead daughter, a dead husband, and a missing son. Into a large building swept Toby, absently stroking the baby's cheek. He pushed through the doors of the dining hall without being invited in and stood there, cradling his kindred in his arms. Tom looked up and motioned for Toby to take a seat beside him.
Shaking his head, Toby said, "No, Master Tom. Silim needs to be looked over by your magic. He was injured by Albus."
Tom stood and held out his arms. Gently, Toby placed the baby in Tom's arms and Tom cradled him with one arm while running a diagnosis over him with the other hand. Tom frowned and his brow furrowed as his wand began flashing red over Harry's left eye. He performed a spell and blinked as about three medium sized pieces of the destroyed lamp came to rest on the table.
"He is blind then, is he not?" whispered a follower of Master Tom.
"Only in his left eye, Lucius," Tom replied. He turned to Toby and said, "Despair not, Toby, for 'tis only in one eye. He shall be able to see fine without it. He is of the Elvish Kindred, is he not?" Toby nodded, taking the baby. He held the boy close to him, murmuring songs to him. Tom returned to his seat at the table's head, Toby sitting beside him, across from Lucius. "Onto other things."
"We have lost two," Toby whispered.
"Who?" Tom asked.
"Untamed and…" Toby choked. "Ariel…" In an instant, the entirety of the table was in outrage which woke the poor baby. "Oh, no!! Hush, Silim. Toby is beside you. You shall have no fear, for fear is nothing when I am with you. Silim… Shhh… Calm…" The table had calmed as well as the baby Harry. Toby stroked Harry's cheek absently as he told the table, "Albus Obliviated them both."
"Why were you left?!" one demanded.
Tom replied for Toby, "Toby can never be Obliviated of me."
"I am much too loyal to Master Tom, as will Silim be in his elder years," added Toby.
"Silim?" inquired the wife of Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy.
"White Light. White symbolizing pure, light to lead us through the dark," answered one Avery. At the questioning looks he received, he answered, "I am of the Elvish Kindred too, my friends."
"What shall be done with Silim, then?" inquired Narcissa.
Tom nodded to Toby. Toby kissed Harry's forehead and looked at Narcissa. "We shall raise him. When the time comes for his schooling, we shall send him and see how he thinks of his year one. If he should like it, he may continue going until he finds it unfit for him to attend any more. Of course, he, Draconis, Vincent Junior, Gregory Junior, and Pansy shall be trained in all parts of magic whence they reach the age of five. Before then, they shall learn as Muggles."
Toby looked at Tom for confirmation. Tom merely nodded.
Lucius sighed. "May I inquire…? Who is the boy's," he gestured to the baby who was looking at them in awe, "godfather?" Toby sighed.
"We know not. Ellil's and Elsie's godparents were Sirius Black and Nymphadora Tonks. Yet Dear James did not inform me of who would be guiding young Silim through the years when his parents were absent," remarked the young man with bronze colored hair, petting Harry's hair back.
"Then let it be me," Avery spoke just as silence befell the room. Lucius, his wife, and Olan Parkinson, father of Pansy Parkinson, started and Toby nodded his consent.
With a sneer, Olan spoke. "Why you?"
Avery sighed. "I, aside from Silim and Muindor, am the only other of Elf Kin."
"And what did you just call Toby?" one Yaxley asked softly.
"Brother."
"Ah."
Tom cleared his throat. "Now, have we come to an arrangement of the years to come to pass?" he inquired.
"Yes," chorused through the room.
"Alright. Would you all, in turn, introduce yourself to our young Harry? I have a feeling he will remember you even after some of you are taken to Azkaban.
"Hello, Harry, I am Lucius Malfoy."
"I am Narcissa Malfoy."
"I'm Alecto and this is my brother Amycus Carrow!"
"I am Antonin Dolohov."
"Hello Little Harry. I am Bellatrix Lestrange. When you are older, you may refer to me as Auntie Bella!"
"I am Antonio Yaxley, Little Silim."
"I am Vincent Crabbe."
"Gregory Goyle."
"Olan Parkinson."
Tom looked around. Only Avery had yet to introduce himself. Sighing, the blond man stepped forward.
"And I," he said, taking a deep bow, "am your Godfather, Little Silim. I am Percifuld Avery. Call me Uncle Avery though."
Harry blinked at them all with his one emerald eye from Lily and his now milky white left eye. He nodded and looked at Toby and Tom, curiosity alight in his eyes.
"Aha," Toby said, "I am Toby, your Kin, an Elf like you."
"And I am Tom Marvolo Riddle. Some, those who fear me, call me Lord Voldemort or 'He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named' but you, my child, may call me Father or Tom," cooed the pale man. Harry blinked and nodded again, looking around. Tom sighed and waved his hand and left the room. Most of the gathered left as well. The few that remained took residence in the manor. Toby, Avery, Yaxley, and Bellatrix.
"Where is Snape at?" Bellatrix snarled.
"Most likely taking care of his darling Lily," Yaxley chimed in. All eyes turned to Avery who was playing with Harry on the floor. "We cannot call him Harry Potter at school, can we?" he asked.
"We can," Toby replied solemnly, "but 'tis not safe. I myself would prefer to call him Silim Riddle, but alas, the professors of the school would know… We have no choice." Yaxley sighed as Avery mumbled a light 'ow' as Harry poked his cheek playfully. Harry giggled.
Toby stood and sighed. "Well," he said, "off to bed with the young Silim. Whence tomorrow dawns bright and early, Severus, Lucius, Vincent, Gregory, and Olan shall join us and we shall commence with the learning and teaching!" He picked Harry up, smiled at everyone, bade them to have a good evening, and traveled from the room.