The ReEducation of Tommy Weasley

by StarBlaz 2.0

Voldemort is caught and regressed to a small child. Following a rehabilitation program he is raised as a Weasley. Warning for harsh spanking of a megalomaniac turned child. Previously posted under a different user name

4. Chapter 4

The Re-Education of Tommy Weasley

Disclaimer: We do not own any of these characters, JK Rowling does.

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Chapter 4

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When Arthur was satisfied that Tommy would be alright, he left the pair, and headed for the sitting room.

He was glad to find Harry and Ron waiting there for him. After taking a minute to call Fred and George down he gestured the boys to take a seat.

When Fred and George arrived Arthur enlarged the couch to seat all four of the boys.

"Ronald, I'm very disappointed in you for lying like you did. What's more it seems as if you set Tommy up for an accident, you knew he needed a sippy cup your mother specifically told you that the de aging caused issues and that he needed one but you gave him a regular cup instead." Arthur's voice was tinged with disappointment.

All four boys looked at Arthur nervously, an angry Arthur was a nerve-wracking sight.

Harry actually turned and glared at Ron, sure it was Voldemort and he shouldn't care, but there was just something about being set up to get in trouble that reminded him too much of Dudley and his own abuse for it not to anger him. He struggled with himself for a moment to push down his own guilt at having spanked the boy but for the first time his guilt was easily crushed back down by his hatred, possibly too easily so.

Ron squirmed, his anger though fiery at the time of its occurrence had, had time to burn out leaving Ron to feel if not guilty for what he did at least nervous about his fathers reaction to it.

Arthur turned to Fred and George. "I know that you two jinxed Tommy's stuffed kneazle to turn into a spider. You did it to Ron when he was little, and you remember what I said I would do if you did it again?"

"You don't know," Fred started with a frown, though it had been more then ten years ago he remembered well what his father had said back then even though it was such a long time ago one wasn't likely to forget a threat of a bare bum paddling.

"-We were the ones," George chimed in also remembering the threat and shivering a bit, back then they had just received a few swats with their Dad's hand to their bare bums, not that that wasn't absolutely terrible for a five year old, they still didn't want to think of being paddled. In their home their parents rarely used more then their hands to spank their children they had only use more then the hand on Tommy because they had had no choice, so being spanked with an implement was horrible for the Weasley children for it meant a harder longer spanking and one that was much more painful then normal.

"-That did it this time!" Fred finished. Both twins looked rather defiant.

Arthur leveled the two with a withering look, which worked to frighten his children into good behavior.

"Are you telling me, that you did NOT cast a spell to make Tommy's stuffed toy turn into a spider? Even though it was identical to the one that turned Ron's stuffed bear into one? Are you honestly trying to tell me that?" Arthur asked in a dangerous voice, one that promised serious retribution if there was any untruth in the answer.

"No." Both twins mumbled in unison.

"Good, I want you to go and wait for me in the study, we'll 'discuss' this more in length there." Arthur said to the twins, he then turned to Ron and said "You too Ronald."

All three boys blanched, there was only ever one thing that Arthur Weasley send his children to the study for and that wasn't to well... study!!

Sudden shouts of protest started to emit from all three boys so loud and simultaneous it made them nearly impossible to understand.

Arthur held his hand up to stop the protests.

In a firm voice he said. "I don't want to hear it! We will go over this later. Now, you three, MARCH!" Arthur pointed in the direction of the study.

Jumping at their father's angry firm tone all three of them scurried off to the study leaving an uncomfortable and nervous Harry behind and alone with an angry Mr. Weasley.

Arthur looked at Harry, he forced his anger down, he knew that it would not be helpful to the situation. He leveled his voice when speaking to the boy. "Harry, I wanted to talk about how you treated Tommy today. I heard you spanked him, and told him he was not allowed to eat, is that correct?"

Harry frowned "Yes." he answered simply it was only Voldemort so he didn't know why Mr. Weasley was defending him but at the same time he didn't want to be disrespectful to the man who treated him as if he was one of his own children.

"Harry, none of my children have the right to discipline one another, unless I specifically tell them they have. You should have waited until we came home to report any misbehavior." Arthur explained calmly.

"He spilled his drink right in my lap!" Harry exclaimed fighting to keep his temper in check.

"It was an accident, he really doesn't have the motor functions of an adult, and it makes it difficult for him to hold something like a glass filled with juice. But even if he had done it on purpose, don't you think you were a bit harsh?" Arthur asked, he was sure to keep his voice firm but level.

"Too harsh?? Too harsh, a spanking too harsh for the megalomaniac that killed my parents and ruined my life!!" He nearly screamed.

"Harry." Arthur said in a quiet yet audible voice. "You left bruises."

Harry's mask of anger slipped a moment in shock but he quickly got a reign on his guilt, he refused to feel guilty, a few bruises on his bottom was nothing compared to what he deserved. He let his anger take him over again.

"SO WHAT?!? He should have gotten the dementor's kiss. A few bruises on his bottom and a missed meal are NOTHING!!! I got a lot more for a lot less from my aunt and uncle and in case you have forgotten the reason I was stuck being raised people who hated me is ALL HIS FAULT!!!" Harry yelled.

Arthur filed away that little admission for later, for now, he had to deal with a very angry teenager.

"Harry, calm down." He raised his voice to be heard, but maintained a calm steady tone.

"NO!! I won't calm down, you are taking the side of that MURDERER OVER ME!!!" Harry screamed, "I can't believe you even took him in!! Do I really mean that little to you?? I know I'm not really your son but you always told me I was!!!" He stormed from the room grabbing his broom and exiting the house.

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Arthur had forgotten to construct a silencing spell and Molly had been to late to stop Tommy from hearing the hateful screaming from the other room.

She sighed as she knelt down under the table to peer at Tommy who had slid down there when the screaming had started as if trying to hide from it.

"Tommy? Come out dear, Mummy will hold you." Molly said in a coaxing voice.

Tommy whimpered a little and slid closer to Molly yet still remaining under the table, Jerry clutched tightly to his chest, tears shining in his eyes.

Molly gathered Tommy into her arms. "It's okay, Mummy's here." She murmured.

Tommy hid his face against her neck and sniffled slightly. Harry had hit him hard, took away his lunch and he was trying to get Arthur and Molly to get rid of him, he could tell he knew deep down that it wouldn't take long before the older boy made them choose between the two of them. Tommy knew that when it came to that the Weasleys would choose Harry over him after all he wasn't delusional he knew how it would end which made anger and resentment rise up in Tommy masking the fear he had been feeling for Harry.

He was hurt and angry how dare Harry try to take the only family he had ever had! Even if it was fake and he wasn't really wanted and loved he didn't want to lose it, didn't want to go back to Azkaban, he didn't want to lose.... his parents.

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Fred, George and Ron sat in the study fidgeting nervously as they waited for their father. They were too scared about what their father was about to do to them to maintain their anger.

Arthur had given up on Harry for the moment, the boy was simply too wound up to even listen to him, he would let him go for a fly undisturbed so that he could cool down. So he headed to the study to deal with his sons.

Entering the room he was pleased to find three nervous teens rather then sullen or defiant ones.

Straightening up he made firm confident strides to stand in front of the trio.

He looked at each of them sternly before speaking. "I'm very disappointed in the three of you, I didn't expect you to welcome Tommy with open arms, but you didn't have to torment him so. You all know that unless given special permission, the only ones allowed to enforce discipline is you mother and I. You should have stopped Harry and let him know that fact. Ronald, you deliberately set Tommy up for that accident. It was petty and malicious and I don't accept such behavior from my sons."

"Compared to what he has done it's nothing!! I can't believe you are defending him Dad you do remember who he is don't you?!!" Ron asked, frustrated, angry and nervous, his defiance coming back full force.

"Who he was, you mean." Arthur looked sternly at Ron.

"For right now, he is Tommy Weasley, a four year old child. Part of what made Tom Riddle fall into the dark path he chose was his horrid childhood. The fact that he had never experienced love. We need to treat Tommy like we would treat any of our children, to help him grow up into a respectable person. If you had done what you did to any other younger sibling you would be facing the same punishment."

"He isn't our brother!" Ron argued.

The twins didn't have a temper like their brother and knew better then to argue with their father over this, so they kept their mouths shut and watched as their brother dug a bigger hole for himself.

"He is." Arthur insisted.

"And you will treat him as such." Arthur leveled Ron with a hard look.

"NO I WON'T AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!" He screamed, then he saw his fathers look and deflated visibly letting out a loud gulp. He really needed to learn to keep his mouth shut.

"I may not be able to make you, but at very least I expect you to speak in respectful manner, Ronald. I was only going to let you off with a warning, but now I think you need something stronger. Fred! George! Find a corner and face it while I deal with Ronald." Arthur said in a voice that brooked no argument.

The twins jumped up and scurried to a corner. The same corner. After all, their father had *A* corner not separate ones.

Ron gulped and shook his head, if he had known his father wasn't going to spank him already he would have kept his mouth shut!

"No Dad!!! I don't need something... stronger!!" he said his demeanor changing from a defiant angry teen to a scared nervous child.

Arthur shook his head at Ron and ignored the fact that the twins were standing in the same corner. He had Ron to deal with and they weren't talking so he didn't bother scolding them about it.

"Too late Ronald, now come here. I want you to bare your bottom and lie over my lap." Arthur brought the desk chair to the center of the room and sat down in it.

Ron shook his head "No Dad please, I will never talk to you like that again!!"

"Ronald, right now I am only intending on using my hand, but if you continue to be so defiant, I will use the paddle." Arthur said firmly.

Ron gulped and made his way slowly over to his father and with a bright red face he bared his bum and nearly tossed himself over his fathers lap in a desperate attempt to preserve his modesty.

Arthur wasted no time in bringing his hand down on the bared bottom. SMACK!

Ron yelped, he couldn't help it, his father swatted hard and the first swat always took him off guard.

Arthur lectured as he continued to lay hard, stinging swats down on the upturned bottom.

"I expect you to behave respectfully when speaking to me. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! If you cannot get along with your siblings, just ignore them do not torment them. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! And I expect you to obey the rules of the house. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Is that understood?"

"OW OW!! Yes Sir!!" Ron gasped out, in this position he would agree to almost anything, anything just to make the spanking stop.

Arthur continued on, landing searing swats to the rapidly reddening bottom while speaking.

"I'm serious Ronald, this attitude stops. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I don't want you to antagonize Tommy, you're much older, you should know better. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!"

Ron yelped and wriggled about on his father's lap quickly losing the battle with his tears. His legs started to kick "OWWW Yes, please!! Stop!!" he yelped out, tears breaking away from behind tightly closed eyes.

Arthur landed twenty more swats for good measure. He was sure to land the last ten hard swats to the sit spot, ensuring that Ron would be remembering this while sitting for the next day or so. When he had finished, Ron's bottom was a dark red.

Arthur rubbed Ron's back to calm the boy down.

Ron howled and started to sob at his father unrelenting swats. His legs kicked and his hips wriggled all in a fruitless attempt to stave off further attack from his father's palm. It barely even registered to him when the spanking had finally ended as he lay limply sobbing over his fathers lap.

Arthur gathered up his formerly youngest son up into his arms and seated the boy in his lap, letting the boy cry himself out.

Ron could not feel any remnants of the anger that had driven him to act so poorly and he leaned bonelessly into his father, crying out the last of his tears as his bottom throbbed.

When Ron's sobs had slowed to merely the occasional sniffle, Arthur stood the boy up, but stopped him from fixing his clothes.

"Okay, Ronald, I want you to face that corner." Arthur pointed to the unoccupied corner of the room.

The thought to argue only entered Ron's mind for a scant second before he closed his mouth with an audible snap and nodded. Running one arm across his face to mop it up he slid from his fathers lap and headed over to the indicated corner.

Arthur sighed; he still had two more sons to spank.

"Fred, George, bare your bottoms and bend over the desk." Arthur said as he retrieved the paddle from the desk drawer, and moved the chair away from the desk.

Fred and George both gulped, they remembered when they had played this same trick on Ron, their father had been more then a little angry and had pulled them both over his lap side by side and spanked them hard, together, first swatting the tiny set of bare cheeks closest to him and then the one furthest.

They shivered at the shared memory and headed over to their fathers desk.

"Please Dad-" Fred started

"-Don't use the paddle." George finished his brother's plea as they both bared their respective bottoms.

"Do you remember what I told you I would do if you ever pulled this stunt again?" Arthur asked seriously.

"Yes Sir." They said in unison. Shuffling a bit from foot to foot as they lay over the edge of the desk.

They had always been a huge handful but when it came to being punished for their wrong doings they rarely ever fought, though they may protest with words they always submitted to the punishment even as they pleaded for reprieve.

"Good, no more arguing then." With that, Arthur brought the paddle down on Fred's bottom, and then moved to George's.

Fred let out a loud yelp feeling the paddle collide with his cheeks, a moment later George made an identical sound of pain as he got his.

After the two initial swats, Arthur would land five scorching swats to one bottom before moving to the other. Quickly bringing color to the formerly pale bottoms.

Both boys yelped and wailed as the paddle connected over and over again, they were unaccustomed to anything but their fathers hand as an implement was so rarely used, even with all the trouble the twins had gotten up to they had only gotten more then just their fathers hand on well, a handful of occasions, and so the paddle came as quite a shock to their systems.

It wasn't long till both boys were crying and pleading with their father to stop.

"I told you that those kind of pranks were not allowed. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I told you that you would get the paddle if you ever did such a thing again. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I don't ever want a repeat of this, because the next time will be with the belt. Do you understand?!?" Arthur said as he continued to lay down hard swats to the dark red bottoms.

He really hoped that they would never call his bluff, because he had hoped to never use the belt on any of his children again, he had only ever used it once.

Fred and George howled and sobbed. "Yes Dad, we are sooorreeeee" The twins cried out in stereo as both their bums wriggled about in desperate attempt to evade the paddles horrid sting.

They had never been spanked with the belt before, as it was an implement Arthur rarely ever used, but Charlie had once when he had been 16 and run away to the dragon reserve, the one he now worked on, when Molly and Arthur had expressed their concerns about him perusing a career with Dragons. The Dragons, not familiar with the run away nearly roasted him alive and when Arthur had finally caught up with him he had brought him home and blistered his tail with the belt and Charlie had told them it had hurt worse then anything else ever, they were not eager to find out for themselves!!

"Good!" Arthur then landed one last hard swat to each bottom.

Both teens collapsed in sobs against the desk their bums flaming red and more sore then they could remember them ever being.

Arthur let the two compose themselves as he pulled up their pants and trousers for them. He then whirled the two around and pulled them into an embrace one boy held firmly, comfortingly in each arm.

The twins sobbed into their fathers shoulders making identical wet patches as Arthur held them close whispering reassurances into their ears kissing one red head and then the other.

When the twins had calmed down he called Ron over bringing him into the group cuddle and sighed. Integrating Tommy into the family was going to be even harder then he had originally thought!

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Harry had skipped dinner, he didn't want to be anywhere near Tommy or Mr. Weasley at the moment and he wasn't feeling all the hungry.

It was a bit chilly out and it was getting dark but Harry sat on the bench attached to the picnic table out back.

The Weasleys had just finished eating and the children were coming outside to get what time they could in the fresh cold air before it became too dark to play outside. There was a fresh coat of snow on the ground and the kids were all throwing snowballs, which Harry ignored.

Inside the Burrow Tommy stared out at them his eyes narrowing with hate as he spotted Harry.

He inched his way out the door something inside him taking over, something dark and evil he had yet to learn how to control.

He stood behind Harry for a long while before his eyes spotted a large rock covered only lightly in snow.

Sneaking over he grabbed the rock and held it in both hands all the way above his own head and stalked over behind Harry who was off in his own world too much to pay any mind to the fact he was no longer alone, the rock raised high he made to smash Harry in the head with it when suddenly his entire body froze.

Arthur came storming out a minute later.

Red-faced he yelled angrily "Tommy!" As he made his way to the frozen boy.

Tommy would have jumped if he had not been frozen, but as it was, he was frozen and unable to do anything not even run from the now rather angry Arthur.

Harry turned around sharply at hearing Arthur call out. He turned to find Tommy, poised to strike him with a rather large rock.

Anger surged through him. "See?!? The little monster hasn't changed one bit! He's still trying to kill me!"

Arthur safely removed the rock from Tommy's hands and cast it aside.

After scooping up the small frozen boy he ran his wand over his using a spell that would keep him paralyzed but unstiffen him so he could hold the boy properly, he sat him on his hip holding him under his bum and around his back to keep him from flopping over.

He than turned to Harry. "Don't worry Harry, he'll be punished, I can assure you."

Tommy flopped forward into Arthur, his head hanging heavily on his shoulder, both arms dangling at his side.

Harry exploded at that. "What? You think a couple pats on the bum will make up for all the things he's done? And you can't even claim that it's who he used to be, he tried to kill me just now."

Tommy would have snorted if he had been able to do anything aside from breathing and blinking. There was a lot of things Arthur's spankings were; long, hard, painful... a few pats on the bum they were not!!

And he hadn't tried to kill Harry, not exactly, he was just angry that Harry had been trying to get Arthur and Molly to get rid of him, mad that he had spanked him so hard for no reason at all and didn't even get punished for it. He had just been mad and frustrated and was lashing out because of it. He didn't know what his intent had really been but he had not thought about killing the older boy.

"Harry..." Arthur began.

"No! That's it! I've had it, it's either HIM or ME!" Harry yelled his ultimatum.

"I'm going to Sirius' until you decide." He declared and with that, Harry marched back inside and floo'ed to Sirius' house.

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A/N: Some of you were wondering about Harry's behavior. Harry is in his fifth year, which was the most turbulent year for him. Going through all the emotional ups and downs of puberty, he's having to deal with this situation on top of all that. Yes,jealousy plays a big role, from Harry's perspective Tommy is given everything he ever wanted; a loving family. Harry doesn't feel that Tommy is being punished as he should, afterall, his Godfather was sentenced to life in Azkaban with dementors all around him, and then when he escaped was threatened with the kiss. Voldemort who was the head of his little terrorist group is given a second chance? And taken in by the family of his heart? That's rather like a slap in the face when he, who was an innocent victim had not gotten what Tommy was now receiving. Sure, Harry knows about the spankings, but really, can that compensate for taking a life? So yes, Harry is bitter about all that, and that plays a role in how he is acting. Also, Harry is mimicking the way that he was raised because that is all he knows. Which is why he sent Tommy to his room without lunch.