Authors Note: Hello again my dearest one. Another one for you and for other readers who have commented that chapter two is confusing! I hope that this will make it clearer. End note read and review!! ALSO FOR ANYONE WHO NEEDS IT I OWN NIETHER TWILIGHT OR HARRY POTTER! THEY BELONG UNFOURTANETLY TO TWO FANTANSTIC WRITERS. NO MONEY BEING MADE JUST A RABID FAN CREATING ANOTHER WORLD OUT OF YOURS.
Blood Rose
It was strange to be here again, on the same night, in the same place. My past was no longer a disjointed stream of meaningless flashing color. The memory of myself was now whole and complete. What was worse was that with this knowledge I was now fully aware of what I had become.
"This is strange."
I turned to see that Tom was beside me. It wasn't just Tom it was the teen boy Tom that I had met in the chamber. He was handsome and seemed to be completely unalarmed. He had just tired to kill me.
"You tried to kill me!"
Tom rolled his eyes at me. He looked around fingering the bed curtains.
"Yes. I have tried many times and I never seem to succeed, this however is quite strange."
It was strange. I narrowed my eyes at Tom and he smiled appearing calm. He was assessing the situation though same as I. I was sure of it. I looked around we were in Hogwarts. It seemed to be the same Hogwarts I had left behind. I was in my old dorm room on my bed and Tom was with me.
"You tried to kill me as well Harry."
It was my turn to roll my eyes. Of course I tried to kill him!
"I knew you would kill me, you're self-preserving. Would you have missed me at all Tom?"
He looked thoughtful for a moment and I resisted the urge to slap him across the face.
"I was heart-broken actually I hoped you would never remember, how is it that we survived that?"
We were already dead that was how. Why where we here now though? I had a bad feeling about this.
"We're immortal."
Tom gave me a sharp look. He hated when I sounded sarcastic but he was supposed to be the all knowing all powerful Voldermort.
"I know that, but I thought perhaps the prophecy could have overridden that."
That was a fair point. The prophecy was complete though. Tom had failed to realize that.
"I think in becoming immortal we died."
Tom nodded looking defiant. He refused to believe that he was dead despite me explaining to him time and time again that he had killed himself. The ritual had required it and he had nearly died for good because of his mangled soul which he refused to put back together. He called it his fail safe.
"That could be true."
I rolled my eyes and looked away from Tom. I began to get fidgety we probably shouldn't be here I felt weird like something bad could happen. Tom was running his hands over my backside and I kept swatting them away. No matter the situation Tom was always horny! I glared at him and he chuckled. The door opened and Tom smirked at me. I made a silent panicked plea for him to stay still.
I could have stayed hidden myself behind the bed curtains but this thought didn't occur to me until it was too late. I was startled to see Ron. The last time I had seen him he was dead. I had killed him.
"Hey you alright mate?"
Déjà vu. This was it, the exact moment Ron asked me if I was alright with that same stupid expression on his face. It was that uncomprehending stare that had made me walk out in the first place, the catalyst as it were. I had answered him 'yes' and I had walked out and then somehow everything had led back to this moment.
"No."
Ron blinked it was strange I couldn't see the boy that had been my very first friend anymore. I could only see the boy that had become the man that I hated. Then again I had only hated him because I couldn't remember this boy; the boy who had been my very first friend.
"Yeah mate that sucks. Sirius didn't deserve to die like that."
I winced still blurry on who exactly Sirius was, I could only remember clearly that I loved him. He fell through the veil. Ironic really, the very same veil…
"No he didn't deserve to die that way. It was a trap Ron I was stupid to have believed it, then again I was never warned that this might happen."
Yes. Tom with all his cunning had lured me to the ministry. It had been a combination of my own stupidity and Dumbledore's lack of information. Why did everything seem linked to that man. Tom hated him and with good reason. Dumbledore had failed Tom he had left him to grow up in the orphanage.
He had left me with abusive relatives, blurry images of an obese muggle. I fought a sneer of my face. It was fitting that Dumbledore had lost me to Tom. The mans own manipulations had turned on him for the second time. Memory loss or no I had enjoyed killing him.
"Someone knew this could happen? Someone knew that he could get into your mind like that?"
Ron sounded properly horrified I was a bit surprised. I remembered vaguely that I had believed Ron to be firmly under Dumbledore's thumb. Someone like Dumbledore should have never been allowed to mold the minds of children.
"Yes Dumbledore knew, he knows a lot if things that he doesn't share with anyone."
Ron took a step back from me. I was getting angry as was a common with me. It was different though my eyes would morph and bleed into red. I wasn't sure if this was happening now or if I looked any different. Ron didn't seem to notice anything before but now he looked like he had seen a ghost.
"Is there something wrong Ron?"
He took another step back and his eyes darted quickly to the left. I was going to curse Tom. I turned around and sure enough he had revealed himself. No one had seen this Tom but me, and Ron shouldn't have been able to recognize him but he had surprised me with bursts of intelligence in the past, or would that have been in the future?
"Who is that?"
Tom smiled sweetly he was stunning and his eyes were a deep blue. I blinked missing his red eyes.
"I am Tom."
This was ridiculous!
"Tom! You couldn't think of another name?"
Tom spared me a scathing look, and began to look impatient. I had no way to single to him to not attack at the moment. We needed to figure out why we were in the past first.
"I've already thought of another name Harry."
Right Voldermort the very original 'flight of death'. It was appropriate I supposed. This changed everything didn't it? I was taking a different path; nothing would be the same right? This was that point where the space time continuum tears and the future changes based one pivotal choice. The sum of your life, your choices, I felt a little bit mad. I turned to face Ron and he smiled at me for some reason I could not determine.
"I didn't know you were into to blokes Harry, how did you get him into the school?"
The school was very poorly protected, as I now knew. It had been alarmingly simple to overtake Hogwarts, I had just been here a few weeks ago and the school had been very different, better actually. I remembered again that it hadn't been a few weeks ago it had been about ninety years in the future. My head hurt and I wanted to lie down. There was no time for that though. The door opened and Dumbledore was behind it.
His eyes winded a miniscule amount as they took in Tom. I guess it was time for a show. I grabbed Tom and apparated us out of Hogwarts. I brought us to the forbidden forest. Tom looked inappropriately excited by the situation. I was about to give him a piece of my mind when it happened. The time space continuum tore. Something I had decided had changed my future.
I would like to say that I came to in a desolate place many years before my birth when the prophecy was made. It wasn't anything like that though, I wasn't even with my mum I wasn't really anywhere I expected the beginning to be. If this truly was the beginning then where was Dumbledore where was Trelawney? I was just sitting and watching a house. From a bush.
"I won't do it that's not the life for him."
The man shook his head. From my vantage point I could only see a whole lot of black silky hair.
"Then you are a fool Lily."
The man's voice was unearthly, it reminded at once of some type of demon.
"Father!"
Father? As far as I knew Lily's father looked nothing like this man. He turned around. This man looked something like a demon. He had long black hair and very striking green eyes. His lashes were impossibly long and he looked deceptively female. All in all a very pretty male if I had ever seen one. This man though couldn't possibly be Lily's father. The more I looked at him the more I came to realize that I had seen a creature very similar to him before.
I couldn't place it though. I racked my brain but could not come up with an answer as to what this creature might be. He turned around to face his daughter once more. Lily looked defiant and stubborn. I supposed I was something like her. She held the bundle of blue blankets more securely and looked up into the demons face. I was sure he was not human he was too pretty for it. She opened her mouth to speak but the demon beat her to it.
"You have already made your choice and now you seek to justify it to me. There is no need. I will not steal your child but your life is not the life for him. It will lead him to his death. He is meant to be with his own kind and with his mate. He has a greater purpose then Dumbledore's short-sighted goals."
Lily's eyes flashed and I wanted to do something but was too afraid to move.
"This has nothing to do with Dumbledore!"
It always had something to do with Dumbledore. Indeed I would have ended up hating that man with or without Tom.
"It has everything to do with him. You have allowed him to have complete control of your life. If you love your son then you will give him to me. This is my last plea."
There was a tense moment of silence in which they looked at each other. Lily shook her head and the demon looked down and then he was gone. I watched Lily stare at the spot the man had vanished from for quite a while and then the bundle that was me began to stir. Lily looked down startled and went into the house.
I waited for a mist, a light, for Tom. Anything really, but nothing changed. I just remained in the bush. It wasn't until I moved that everything tilted and I was suddenly thrown into a misty light. I wasn't surprised to end up here I supposed this would be the second beginning. The night that I could remember now in its entirety. All the green light and the death, I hope it's useless to describe this night. The boy who lived didn't die and that was that.
It was different this time, there was no light or mist or misty light or any other combination. The house morphed into what it was now and what it was now was a ruin, a pile of rubble and I was now standing in the middle of it. Directly in front of me was the beautiful man. I supposed he was my grandfather.
"Not quite, father was a nickname your mother had for me, I couldn't save her and I had thought that I couldn't save you either."
I didn't want to talk in myths with this man. I listened to his voice and I noticed the change. It was clearer than it had been in that strange episode I had experienced. It was clear to me what type of demon he was now.
"Vampire?"
He smiled wide revealing two sharp fangs.
"Very astute Mr. Potter."
I was reminded a little of Snape, the traitor I had enjoyed killing him he had nearly killed Tom.
"Is this the present? I mean where am I?"
The vampire looked pleased.
"This is your present the one you just left. Your spouse saw you disappear. I warn you that he didn't expect to kill you, or for you to go missing he is looking for you right now."
I tried to wrap my head around it. If this was my present and Tom was here than why wasn't I here as well? If Tom was here and he was in the past and I was in the future? Was I in the past? I would find Tom.
"Then I'll go find him before he throws a fit."
The vampire seemed unsurprised he held out a hand with perfectly manicured nails.
"Did you see nothing? This life was never meant for you, one way or the other you would have come to this point. I only pleaded with your mother to spare you the pain this life has caused you."
I was not in that much pain. I was confused, royally confused. Time travel was ill advised for many reasons. Confusion probably being reason number one.
"It hasn't caused me any pain, I was happy, I am happy and now I'm going home."
The vampire closed his eyes as if he was dealing with a small child that wouldn't listen. He made an elegant gesture with his hands, and began again.
"Come with me let me at least show you. You can go home now but you will be brought here again and the pain you will feel between that time and now will be unendurable."
I considered it, I supposed there was nothing to lose and Tom could squirm for a while. It wouldn't hurt him to miss me just a little. I was wrong of course, there was plenty to lose, but I did it and went with him. He traveled in that strange way only vampires could move too fast to be seen. The place that we arrived to was a very nice looking mansion.
"Welcome to my home. Make yourself comfortable."
I sighed and sat down. I noticed at once that this home was free of our controlling wards. It should not have been. This place was unknown to me and there was nothing in this world anymore that I didn't control, that we didn't control. At least I had thought so until this very moment. I looked at the vampire only now thinking that he might be a threat.
"You are troubled."
He looked at me and I looked away unable to look into his eyes at the moment.
"I suppose I am, you're very confident to have brought me here, in fact you practically begged me to come."
He nodded as if agreeing with me would somehow be placating.
"Indeed."
The man took a seat. All his movements were graceful and fluid. A tray appeared full of refreshments. He winked at the shocked expression that came over my face. I was in disbelief, our reach was incomprehensible the entire world was within our grasp. If a child performed Lumos we knew when and where. I had never heard of a vampire having house elves but, well I had never heard of it.
"Have you realized your limitations?"
He reached forward as if he was going to take something from the tray. I felt angry at once, and with the anger I was on sure ground again. I ran this world!
"I will not be mocked by you; you and all of yours will be dealt with."
He smiled again and helped himself to a biscuit. He didn't seem inclined to eat it. He was just examining it. Vampires were very annoying creatures.
"Spoken like a true Dark Lord. Only that isn't true is it? You aren't a Dark Lord; it has always been your purpose to be better than Voldermort. Your Tom is inconsequential. That is why I didn't want this to happen. You can leave again if you please and I won't be able to stop you rest assured. Although the time will come when you will be brought back here again only you will be more damaged then you are now."
I didn't like what he was insinuating or that he was talking in vague terms like Dumbledore. I wanted a full explanation as to why I would be brought back here again and again and what this higher purpose that involved me killing or leaving Tom was about. I helped myself to a biscuit there were quite well made.
"You keep your food here?"
To the 'mans' credit he didn't flinch or give away any outward sign of distress. He simply stopped examining his biscuit and put it down. He sat back in the black velvet couch crossed his long legs and folded his long fingers together. He looked me right in the eyes and for the first time I noticed his eyes were as green as my own.
"There are humans here, but there aren't being kept as food they come here seeking sanctuary."
I scoffed the humans came to vampires for safety. That wasn't possible besides the world wasn't a hellish place it was full of order and many of our people lived very peaceful lives and were quite content.
"Yes the elite of your people are quite content but like any ruler you and your spouse have forgotten about the common man, the peasants which make up the larger part of your kingdom, are not quite as content, they will rise up soon enough."
I dropped my biscuit and got very quickly to my feet, this was an outrage and it wasn't until this very moment that it dawned on me that this vampire was able to read my mind.
"You've made a stupid mistake."
He quirked and eyebrow which reminded me of Draco who was long dead, his son was his carbon copy though, both were endlessly annoying but loyal.
"Valeel."
I looked up noting the room was quite ordinary. In fact the room was forgettable.
"What?"
He made a gesture for me to sit back down.
"My name is Valeel and I haven't made a mistake it is no great effort for me to read your mind. In fact I haven't even been trying to read your mind, it's a natural thing for me to be able to do it."
Vampire's were not something that I knew a lot about. I was almost painfully ignorant when it came to vampires. Some had special abilities and all drank blood, beyond that I knew nothing.
"Explain what you mean I don't want to have any purpose. I'm not part of any grand design and I have no desire to be."
Valeel made a gesture for me to sit back down. I sat because it was stupid to remain standing. Valeel smiled at me no doubt he found my thoughts amusing.
"So how shall I begin this tale?"
I resisted doing something I would regret, like killing this stupid demon before he told me what he was blathering on about.
"Summarize it I don't have the patience for any tales."
Again he smiled at me. He nodded again and leaned further into the back of the couch.
"Alright I will try then to summarize it but you will have questions I am sure. The best place to begin even in a summary is at the beginning. So it began as you saw with your birth and of course the path you are on now your mother chose for you. You saw my request and her denial. It was out of love of course, she meant you no harm. Let me move on now then to the middle of my tale. A choice was made for you that you were the savior of the world. There was a mistake made as is natural with your kind. It was your spouse actually who made the first mistake he went after the wrong boy, you remaining in the wizarding world as you have will lead it to its ultimate destruction. Which is where you are currently leading the entire world. Neville unfortunately has died and you much like myself you are trapped in an undying and youthful body. Although how you achieved this is unusual and of course unnatural. You were meant to save the world not lead it to its death. Now you are meant to save the world from yourself."
My hand twitched wanting to perform the motion of a deadly curse. Whoever Valeel was he clearly thought that I was stupid. I leaned forward a bit, trying to absorb my surroundings and realizing that I could not really hold the little details of the room in my mind.
"That really does sound like a tale. Thank you for wasting my time. I think I'll be going. You should expect to see me again very soon, you and your peasants."
Valeel looked very sad he stood up and held open his arms as if he expected me to embrace him.
"Your mother didn't want this for you. I tried to warn her and she would not listen to me."
My mother was dead and what she did or didn't want no longer mattered. I knew she wouldn't want this life for me though. What type of son fell in love with his mother's murderer? It seemed I was that type of son. Things had been lost and some things once lost could never be found again.
"You said my mother chose this don't contradict yourself now Valeel. I'm going back to my spouse."
Valeel slowly lowered his arms and smiled at me. I smiled back but I knew now that there was something I was missing, some key word I had missed. It wouldn't be so simple as to go back to Voldermort something had changed.
"Indeed it has changed Harry; while we have been sitting here in this room over fifty years have gone by. Your spouse unable to find you, but able to feel you through your unnatural link has come to the conclusion that you have deserted him. He has also begun to notice the alarming number of humans that have gone missing into the place that he cannot find which is here. Of course he has come to the correct conclusion that you are in the same place. He assumes also that you are now rallying against him which is my aim of course. So if you go back now the ten minutes it will take you to find the door will cause another eight years to go by and he will be further convinced of your treachery and even less happy to see you return."
Valeel opened his arms again as if he expected me to embrace him. I smiled I always appreciated someone who could trick me. I considered it a challenge; it was what had caused me to fall in love with Tom. So I was the savior of the world was I? Not just Hogwarts, not just England. It was funny I was meant to save the world I had enslaved. I wondered if Tom had indeed gotten Paris. The longer I sat here the more time went by and that would only cause Tom to become more upset with me.
"As I stated it is this room that causes time to bend. I miss a lot of things when I come to this room but it made waiting for you much easier."
I was a tactile person a visual hands-on type of bloke. Everyone at one moment or another thought the world was ending, and what was unique about each of these people having the exact same thought was that they believed they would never live to see the world end. I was not necessarily in that position, the dying part.
Although the concept of the world ending seemed simply ridiculous to me, if it was going to end I would certainly live to see it. The concept of it made me want to laugh.
What exactly was the end? An explosion, simultaneous death of everything on the planet? A new poison? A disease? The concept of everything just stopping and nothing being left, not one living thing, no one could comprehend that, and I couldn't comprehend it either. In the end the end of the world was simply the end of someone that was all anyone of us could comprehend. The end of our world was simply the end of ourselves. If I was expected to save the world from some horrid fiery end I at the very least wanted some proof. A prophecy or a vision a drawing in a book even, there was no proof and no explanation there was not even probable cause as to why the world would have to just stop. Show me proof then Valeel that is your challenge.
"Very well then Harry if you will follow me."
I followed very eager to be out of the room that was out of time. There was no door it appeared as if Valeel had walked right through a wall. I was used to trick doors and fake walls. I was used to well furnished homes as well. I didn't feel misplaced in assuming that Valeel had somehow led me to his personal chambers. I would find whatever wizard was casting all these spells for Valeel.
"You are correct Harry and now here is your proof, come look in here if you will."
Valeel was holding up of all tings a crystal ball. I laughed and Valeel endured it in his very polite manner. He held up the ball and I was very tempted to knock it right out of his hands.
"I've already told you I don't like to be mocked Valeel."
He smiled like he was calming a child. He held out the ball for me to take and I resisted taking a step back him. Never back down! That was the first and only rule.
"And I would never dream of mocking you my lord, this is a dragon's tear look into it and it will show you the proof that you desire."
I held out my hand for the tear feeling a little excited. Tom and I had scoured the world trying to find one these balls. Valeel was very foolish to give me this. As soon as my hands made contact with it my skin tingled. I gazed into the ball and saw a green field, just endless green fields, and then endless blue oceans and then empty fields and restless pools of water, and then nothing but dust blowing everywhere in a blinding pattern. So it was to be the unimaginable end, the one where there was nothing left.
"Yes Harry that is to be the future, unless you follow me now."
I sighed this all sounded so stupid. I wanted to go home to Tom and my son, my son!
"Did you say fifty years have gone by, what about my son! How could you he was just born!"
My son Damien he had only been two years old. He seemed really kind hearted and fragile but Tom had no patience for him. Who had been caring for him for all these years that I had been in the forsaken room for a few hours.
"Damien is well and he has been well cared for and 'raised' to love and never forget you. We told him you would be coming."
A two year old boy, my two year old boy was brought into the room. I stared at him noting that he seemed perfectly content.
"I don't understand. How is this possible?"
Valeel smiled at me and opened his arms again. I moved forward this time. He was the same height as me it was strange to hug someone who was the same size we had nearly the same build.
"My son, as the room we were in goes quickly the room your son was in goes extra slow so for you both nothing has changed but the world around you."
The world around me was quickly becoming a nightmare. I was here and Tom was somewhere and probably insane. He had lost me and worst yet he was convinced that I had stolen our child.
"Papa!"
I pulled away it was my Damien he was so innocent and care free. I wanted to keep him this way for ever. I felt happy and terrible all at once, Tom did not have much patience for him but he loved his son, his heir and now he was missing. Tom was an evil cunning man but he loved his family.
"Tom chose his fate when he decided he wanted to take over the world. How many families has he destroyed?"
Starting with mine and counting backwards before my family and forwards after my family, thousands, he had destroyed thousands of families and was responsible for the death of millions. Entire countries who had shown resistance had been destroyed. Tom had made the sea rise up and swallow some countries whole.
It wasn't as bad as that now. Tom was better he was a little more rash. His tactic had been brutal at first. He had explained to me that certain people needed to be made an example of to demonstrate his power. He was decent now not quite as trigger happy.
"He was happy, he's made the world better!"
Valeel smiled and it wasn't as genial as before. He looked cold and calculating, it was a smile I had seen before on Tom's face.
"The world is only better for those who obey."
My leg was squeezed and I looked down to see my son staring up at me.
"Papa, I'm scwared."
I lifted up my son and felt his small hands fist into my hair. He buried his face in my shoulder and sniffled.
"Papa's here now shush don't be scared ok."
I felt a tiny nod into my shoulder.
"Whwers dwaddy?"
I glared at Valeel this was a cruel thing to have done to a child. Tom would never believe that his son was still alive or that he was still two years old.
Tom loved Damien. He had done things I thought I would never see him do like crawl around the floor chasing glow fairies and baking cookies for Damien's amusement. Tom loved his son.
"You had no right to do this."
Valeel smiled and moved forward and embraced me again. He kissed Damien's cheek and put a bracelet on his wrist.
"My son when the time is right you will be brought back here. When you have made the right choices, all will come full circle. Be well my son."
I wanted to ask a question but at that moment the thing I had been waiting for happened and I was sucked into the light. I woke up in a soft bed with my son next to me. I kissed his cheek and held him close. For now I didn't want to know where I was. Damien woke up about thirty minutes later asking to go the washroom. I tried several doors until I found the one that led to the washroom. I tried not to take in my surroundings. I wanted to delay this moment for as long as I could. I didn't know where or when I was.
"Papa hungy plwese."
"Ok sweetie."
My memories of actually having to cook were very faded, and venturing further into the house would only force me to face whatever was happening right now. I picked Damien up holding him carefully. He sighed and buried his face into my neck. The kitchen was where it should be I supposed and it became very apparent that I was in a muggle house. All I could hope was that I was in the before and not the after.
"Hungy."
The fridge was white and I stared at it for a moment. There was a time when I was scared to go into a fridge nearly identical to this one. It had seemed so much taller at the time.
"Yes sweetie I know sit down ok, sit down for papa."
"Kay."
I set him carefully in the chair, I couldn't risk using magic just yet the before or the after was very important it was life and death.
I opened the fridge, definitely muggle. Before when I had no memories of my former life I used to think I might have been a muggle. Now I knew that I was indeed a mudblood. The fridge was stocked there was milk. I pulled out the milk, it was either very rotten milk or this was 2003.
I found oatmeal and I made it and blended it until it was smooth and fed Damien until he was full. I wanted to sit and cry but Damien was watching me and he looked like he wanted to cry. I held him close and he became very still, his little hand clenched in my shirt.
Alright it was time now to at least find out what was going on. I went back up the stairs the house was clearly meant for us. There was a nursery full of clothes perfect for Damien and the closet was full of the oldest or latest muggle fashions depending on how you wanted to view this. I had determined one thing I was in the before. I dressed my son and myself and went outside to see a car in the parking lot.
There was a child safety seat and it took me a minute to read all the instructions and get him strapped in. I didn't know how to drive a car either. Thankfully this was the before and I would be able to use the spell that allowed me to drive.
I went left hoping to quickly find a store the first store I found was a convenience store. It took another few minutes to figure out how to remove Damien from seat who found it very funny. I went into the store and asked the first question I could think of.
"Where is this?"
I was gawked at unsurprisingly. The clerk blinked and looked at Damien she smiled a little as did everyone when they saw my son, he was adorable and he looked mostly like Tom, but his eyes where a deep shade of green, depending on his mood.
"This is America."
I walked out of the store without another word, this was terrible. I drove back to the house and looked for some kind of documentation a wallet anything but there was nothing.
"Papa?"
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. Damien pulled on my pant leg so hard that I nearly fell over.
"WHAT?"
Damien jumped and his big green eyes brimmed with tears. I held him immediately. Soothing him I never lost my patience with him. I wasn't thinking very much unless the mantra of shit, shit, shit, shit, counted as thoughts.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, ok don't cry, what is it?"
He shook with a big sob and rubbed his eyes with a balled up fist.
"Pee."
I kissed his soft cheek and brought him to the washroom. I had money well Harry Potter had money and Harry Riddle had even more money. I looked in the mirror while helping Damien wash his hands. I looked different like when I was sixteen the unnatural paleness was gone as well as the abnormal glow to my eyes. I removed my wand which I thankfully still had on me. I needed to sort this out.
I focused carefully trying not to use too much magic at once and summoned what I hoped was my wallet. It seemed no matter how powerful I became I still had a problem with summoning spells. It wasn't that I couldn't do a summoning spell.
The problem was that when I did one everything within a one hundred mile radius would come to me. Imagine for a moment one thousand wallets zooming towards this house.
Luckily only one plain brown wallet zoomed into my hand. I looked through it finding cash and an I.D that had my picture and my name a birth certificate for Damien and immigration papers for me. Well some one who I was sure was Valeel had thought this out. There was a bank card with a pin number attached.
I was very happy to have my memory back otherwise I wouldn't have known what half of these bits of paper were.
"Papa!"
Damien was looking up at me with his arms crossed in a perfect imitation of his father. I ruffled his hair and he pouted cutely.
"We are in trouble little one."
He shrugged and walked out of the washroom tired of being in there. I sighed and let him explore the house. Tom had insisted that we raise him to be independent and inquisitive. I followed him around though to make sure he was safe, he was my baby after all. He looked at all the exits tried to reach all the doors walked under every table and finally looked under every couch.
"Home!"
I understood that he wanted to go home he was only two and didn't really seem to want to string words together. Though I was sure that he could do it he liked to bark out one worded orders instead. I picked him up not really wanting to try and explain to him that his home didn't exist at all anymore. He sighed and rested his head on my shoulder he was asleep in minutes. I went to his room and put him in the little bed.
I needed to sit down and think. The amount of things that could be happening right now were staggering. For all I knew I was in an alternate universe, or I was in my own past on the other side of the world! If that was true than Tom would eventually wonder what one of his horcruxes was doing on the other side of the planet. I wanted to scream but I was above such things. I was a freaking Dark Lord; I wasn't going to scream at my misfortune.
When I saw Valeel again I was going to kill him. He had made a stupid mistake. I sat back in the couch the color of which I hadn't bothered to observe and found that it was quite soft. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
I had strange dreams where Tom was crying and telling me to come home. I woke up to Damien in my lap he pouted at me and I kissed his face.
"What's wrong sweet heart are you hungry?"
He nodded and I went to the kitchen. I made a simple dinner of meat and vegetables I cut the meat up small for Damien who wouldn't tolerate being fed a trait that Tom was very proud of. The sun was setting I read to Damien for a few hours. He was just as fascinated with knowledge as Tom was. His eyes shown with eagerness he drifted off and I carried him to my room so we could sleep together.
There was a parchment envelope on my pillow. I rolled my eyes at it and flicked back the blanket causing the envelope to fall to the floor. I fell asleep with strange images of my life flashing before my eyes. They were all messed up though. Neville was in the Tri-wizard tournament. I was best friends with Malfoy. Tom was a teacher; Ron was my enemy Hermione was pregnant. Valeel was laughing at me. I awoke to Damien holding the letter and trying to rip it open.
"Can I have that sweetie?"
I was handed the letter and then had a pile of sleepy two year old crawl on to my lap. He fisted his hand into my shirt and yawned then looked up me clearly expecting to be read the letter. I opened it and only saw two pieces of parchment.
"Hello Harry, by now I am sure that you have questions so let me start with the first. You are in your past and so are you in your present. Let me clarify before you destroy the letter. You are in two places at once. So you must not travel to Europe. I hope you haven't. You are to enroll in school your next door neighbor a very friendly and baffled muggle will watch your child in the day. Not to worry she won't be a danger to him. You will find that you have already been enrolled into the school. Today is your first day, you're neighbor will be by to collect Damien in two minutes. Good luck."
I turned the letter over only to find the other side of it blank. It had barely been a page long. I looked at the other piece of parchment only to find one sentence.
"You will be returned to whatever life you choose as soon as you make your choice."
I want to go home, I thought. Of course nothing happened I hated riddles! The door bell rang and Damien looked at me curiously. My neighbor was there in a pink and blue stripped dress that didn't seem to be very fashion forward.
"Hello Damien!"
"Hi."
My mouth was hanging open but I snapped it shut. Damien never said hi to anyone. She waved and smiled and he waved and smiled back.
"Have you been to the park young man?"
Damien nodded. She held out her hands but I wasn't about to hand over my son to a perfect stranger. I held on to him and the strangest thing happened. The room blurred and spun and then the woman who's name I didn't even know was out the door with my son. I ran after them and Damien smiled and waved at me.
"Bye papa."
He was so at ease with this woman that I was slightly jealous. I was more enraged though that this woman was walking away with my child.
"Give me my son."
Whoever Mrs. Neighbor was turned around and smiled at me then winked.
"Valeel says that you have to go to school. I will take care of Damien, you remember me don't you sweetie?"
"Cookie!"
Right my son remembered that he was given cookies by this woman. I kissed him feeling less then comfortable and went back into the house, smiling at my sons' happy wave. I went to shower. This was becoming ridiculous I wasn't about to go to school because of some letter. I sat resolutely on my couch and proceeded to stare at the wall. Then it happened again everything blurred and spun and then I was standing in a parking lot in front of the school I had seen on my drive through this abysmal little town.
I scanned the parking lot only to see students getting out of their cars and standing and talking in their little groups. I wasn't going to do this. I went back into my car only to end up in the office.
"Here is your schedule dear."
I was handed a pink slip of paper with a map on the back of it. I stared at the woman in horror. She smiled sweetly.
"Do you need help finding you first class?"
I blinked feeling enraged. I focused I was going to kill this woman I raised my hand towards her palm up. She looked at me bemused I gathered the power needed to perform the killing curse only to end up in a class room seated at a desk.
"And today we have a new student joining us. Mr. Potter if you wouldn't mind introducing yourself to the class."
I stood up and faced the class. I was shaking slightly, it was clear that if I tried to tamper with whatever it was Valeel wanted me to do I would be forced to do it anyway; with the minor drawback of not actually doing it. I had gone through an entire morning with no memory of it.
"Hello I'm Harry Potter nice to meet you. Yes I am from England."
I turned to face a girl who had shouted out rudely 'ohh he has an accent,' I looked around the class and my eyes landed on a blond vampire who was staring at me with something close to aggression.
I shook my head not bothering to wonder why a vampire was in a muggle high school. Apparently Valeel had watch dogs all over the place. I took my seat and felt the girl staring at me.
I ignored her wondering why the class was so loud. Then I realized that nobody was talking. Crap! I had been over this. I had learned Legilimency to such a degree that I was able to hear people's thoughts at all times. I had gone through a period where I had been all but crippled listening to everyone thoughts.
I focused and the voices calmed down. I didn't bother paying attention. If I was going to be forced to be here then I certainly wasn't about to listen. I went through the day being forced to introduce myself to each class. I noted that there was a vampire in each class as well. In my final class of the day I came upon a sight I was sure was forbidden. A vampire and a human girl sitting very close together. I noted the boy was pretty but all vampires were pretty. The girl was rather plain and for some reason her thoughts were being broadcasted to me.
She was thinking continuously of how pretty the vampire beside her was, and how lucky she was to have him, and that everyone was staring at her engagement ring, which admittedly wasn't very big, but she seemed to think so.
She went on to having thoughts about having sex with Edward which I hoped was the name of the vampire she was engaged to. He looked at me sharply and I winked. I wanted some action so I whispered knowing the vampire would be able to hear me.
"Edward, is that your name? Your little snack wants to screw you!"
The reaction was immediate and a little unexpected he stood up immediately like he was going to lunge at me but he froze. I had stood up as well, my magic was slowly surrounding me.
"I dare you."
He looked alarmed clearly not schooled at all in hiding his emotions; his little plaything was looking back and forth in alarm as well. He sat down and leaned in close to her whispering in her ear. She looked at me quickly and then away. I sneered I was going to make it a point to exterminate all of them! Vampires where weak and when I returned home I would see to it that every existing vampire was dead!
It would be my welcome home gift for Tom. The body of every vampire piled high at his feet. When I got home my neighbor was there with my son. I grabbed him not bothering to be polite. I went inside and stood on the other side of the door breathing deeply. I would get back to Tom. I had made my choice I was going home and if I had to destroy everything here to get Tom's attention then I would do it.
A/N: Howdy ya'll I have tried to refine chapter 2 I really hope that it is no longer confusing. There are some things that are not being explained deliberately but everything will become clear I promise! Read and review, and thanks for all the support!
Next Chapter: Harry plans to attack the school.