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Blood Splatter

I blocked the curse and forced Tom into a full body bind. He went stiff without falling to the floor. Nanette screamed and I quieted her with a silencing spell. I put her under gently and floated her body over to the couch. I had been expecting this at some point. Tom was true to form he was upset and nothing seemed to sooth his nerves better than a bit of torture and death. I released him and he growled turning to face me with a red glint to his blue eyes. I held my hand up and he blinked and seemed to calm down.

The slightly maniacal look he always got when he was feeling like this faded away and his face melted back in to the calm handsome mask hiding the near maniac underneath. He fixed his robe which was beginning to come lose and ran a hand through his dark hair to remove his fringe from his face.

"I apologize Harry. I was upset. I won't harm her wake her up."

I narrowed my eyes at him not that he was looking. He had given his orders and he had turned his back expecting them to be followed as usual. It wouldn't be that way anymore. I would not follow as blindly as I had followed him before. Along with my memories I had regained my good sense and good sense involved not truly trusting Tom despite how much I loved him.

"You will have to swear it to me Tom."

He spun around seeming confused. He would not adjust to this well at all. He was used to having total control. He needed to have total control in order to fell safe and if he didn't feel safe he became a like a wild animal attacking and attacking with a near crazed obsession. Tom was a lost little boy with too much power.

"What?"

His voice came out in a near hiss and in his current state of agitation I knew he would soon lapse into parseltongue the snake language that only he and I and now our son could understand. I repeated myself and he began to laugh until I whipped him across the face with a spell. A gash appeared on his cheek and began to ooze blood. He healed it with his magic and advanced towards me looking menacing.

"I want an oath from you Tom that you will not harm Nanette. If you hurt her it will damage Damien."

He stopped his steady progression towards me and his eyes cleared a fraction. He looked down at Nanette who looked peaceful thanks to my spell. He looked back up at me sneering a bit and then turning sharply.

"I will swear nothing to you! Especially the life of a useless muggle, I will not attack her again you will just have to trust me."

He turned around again to gage my reaction. Fine Tom you win I will trust you and you will break it and then you will not be able to demand trust from me again. I nodded and he turned around again and went up the stairs. He came back with Damien who was rubbing his eyes sleepily. I had already woken Nanette and properly modified her memory.

"Good morning sweetie."

Damien grumbled something that vaguely resembled Papa and Tom handed him to me. I brushed his hair back from his forehead and kissed his cheek. He sighed and put his head on my shoulder. I changed him with a spell and freshened him up. I didn't often skip actually bathing him but I needed some alone time with my loving spouse.

Nanette took him and he seemed comfortable enough to go with her. She promised she would give him breakfast and then went on her way. Once she was gone I collapsed on the couch feeling pleasantly exhausted. Tom had the stamina of a bull. I was not going to school today.

"Are you hungry?"

I snorted and Tom plopped down beside me on the couch. I was sure that Tom did not know how to cook. I was also sure that he did not even know the simplest cooking spell despite his desire to know absolutely everything.

"Well I wasn't suggesting that I would cook anything but if you were hungry well I could fetch you an apple or something."

I snorted again picturing the terrifying creature that had come out of the cauldron playing fetch as some sort of monstrosity of a dog. I began to laugh and then I went back up the stairs Tom followed me. I slept for a while not dreaming or having any flash backs. When I awoke it was dark out and Damien was in bed beside me.

I sat up knowing that Tom was not in the house. He was fiddling around with the wards. I sat up and Damien stirred a bit. Was that an obscurity ward? What was Tom playing at? He couldn't render our house invisible in a town full of muggles. I focused and realized it was an illusionary ward. I waited noting that Tom canceled it after a few moments.

"Priori Incantatem."

I held up my hand and a large snake shot out of my palm. It slithered around and faded from view. I was more connected to Tom than he realized if he cast a spell I could reveal it. It didn't seem to work the other way around. I heard the door open and lied back down pretending to be asleep. Tom came into the bedroom.

I felt the bed dip down and then his hand ran through my hair. He leaned very close to me and his lips ghosted across my cheek. His hand suddenly gripped my hair more tightly and he began to shake then he let go if my hair and got off the bed. I heard his footsteps as he left the room. He hissed lowly more agitated than I had imagined.

"You are mine he will not take you."

I remained in the same position with my eyes closed and then got out of the bed moving Damien to the middle. I made my way downstairs and was a little put off at the smell of roasted chicken. I went into the kitchen to see Tom setting the table. I narrowed my eyes but smiled when he turned around.

"What is all this Tom? I thought you didn't know how to cook."

He pulled me in close and kissed me deeply.

"I don't I used a spell, it increases your natural skill."

Tom had worked very hard on that spell it didn't last very long once cast. Once under the spell whatever you attempted would work. Tom however could burn water.

"You don't have any natural skill when it comes to cooking Tom."

He nodded and pulled out a chair for me. He poured wine and then took a seat across from me. Tom was a little neurotic about good manners. Unless of course he was crucioing you then you were aloud to lose all sense. Which was only polite of course as Tom explained to me because he wanted to see his victims pain. I sipped the wine wondering when he had the time to get it.

"Spill."

Tom put down his wine glass carefully and surveyed me with an amused smirk.

"Spill? You know I spill nothing Harry."

I nodded grabbing my wine glass in what Tom called a barbarian grip, holding the glass from the top instead of from the base. His eyes narrowed and I smiled tossing the wine back in one go.

"What is wrong Harry why are you trying to provoke me?"

I put the glass down wiping my mouth on the back of my hand. Tom's eyes narrowed dangerously. I said nothing and picked up a chicken leg ignoring my knife and fork. Tom threw his napkin on the table and got to his feet. I got to my feet as well throwing the chicken and stormed out of the kitchen. I couldn't sort myself out one minute I was in love with Tom and the next I just wanted to drive him mad or kill him.

"Why did you do this?"

I didn't want to sound quite as hysterical as I did but at the moment Ron was standing there plain as day right beside Tom. He was bleeding profusely and turning blue he was pointing a finger at Tom unable to speak because of the large gash on his throat. I wiped angrily at the tears that began to fall down my face thick and fast and hot.

"Harry…"

I backed up when Tom came towards me. I shook my head even though he hadn't said anything. I collapsed to my knees crying pitifully. When I got myself under enough control to look up I was met with the sight of Tom. He to seemed to have collapsed to the floor and the expression on his face was so anguished that I moved to go to him at once.

"What do you want me to do Harry? What can I do?"

I went over to him and kneeled in front of him for a moment. Then I kissed him softly and caressed his soft cheek. None of it was real what was he but a broken soul wrapped in a shell perfected by magic and death.

"Nothing."

He grasped my hand and kept me in place.

"Its him! He is doing this I will kill him Harry."

I wrenched my hand out of his grip and took a few paces back.

"Kill who Tom? Voldermort? You are Voldermort."

He shook his head and then clutched at his hair. I backed up a few more paces. I had seen him like this only once before when Nagini had been killed. For days he seemed mad and then he had finally told me what he had done to his soul and what the death of Nagini had cost him.

"I am not the same. The Voldermort that is here now in this time. I am not him."

He was him he was him and he was more dangerous and more calculating with a clear mind and not on the brink of insanity.

"Merlin I love you Tom."

I backed up again feeling like I was the one on the brink of insanity.

"Who did you curse Tom?"

He got to his feet and regarded me coldly his face a perfect mask.

"I didn't curse anyone."

I nodded and went to him unable to do anything else. I collapsed into his arms and he sighed and brought me back to the table. I picked up my fork and cut off a small amount of chicken and popped it into my mouth Tom smiled and began to eat again as well.

"They're alive Harry, you're friends are all alive and you don't have to kill them again. Our world can be changed we can make it better and you can wash your hands clean of all blood. I will fix this for you I will make it right. None of them are dead anymore Harry."

I had thought of that. I had thought of the potions book of knowing Ron and Hermione had just gone to bed. Knowing that I told Ron I would up in a minute and just had to finish reading one chapter. They were ok I hadn't killed them yet. Everything I had done had yet to be done here. What would Tom give to keep me at his side?

"Anything Harry."

I looked down at my plate and forcefully shut off the link that kept our minds locked together.

"You would sacrifice your kingdom to keep me?"

I heard Tom get up and come around the table. He placed a finger under my chin and forced me to look into his eyes.

"If that is what it takes to make you happy."

I shook my head not believing him then I looked into his eyes and saw that he was telling the truth.

"We will build your kingdom Harry. We will build it to your liking."

Tom stood up and cleared the table with a spell.

"Where did you learn all these cleaning spells?"

Tom sighed and turned around to face me again with a soft smile on his face.

"You."

I took a sleeping potion so I would be able to go to bed. Tom joined me after a quick shower. He pulled Damien on to his chest who snuggled into him and smiled happily. I closed my eyes wondering where my husband had gone. In the morning I woke up alone. I took a moment to listen and heard Damien's voice faintly from downstairs.

I showered and dressed enjoying the few moments I had to myself. I made my way downstairs and stopped to stare in disbelief. Tom was laying on his stomach on the floor and tickling Damien who was near screaming with giggles. I smiled reaming silent Damien spotted me eventually and squirmed out of his father's grip to run over to me and hide behind my leg.

"Are you hungry?"

I picked up Damien who was still giggling and kissed cheek and fixed his hair.

"You cooked again?"

Tom smiled and nodded taking Damien from me and walking towards the kitchen.

"Who are you?"

I sat down and watched Tom slip Damien into his high chair and hand him a sippy cup of milk.

"The man who loves you."

Tom was being sincere. I knew he was being as sincere as someone like Tom could be but there was something he was planning and he wasn't telling me what it was. He really did love me if he was going this far to prove it. I believed when he said he would build a new kingdom more to my liking. Tom was too cunning though, and he was possessive. He had cursed someone last night that snake had been his own creation.

"Tell me who you cursed."

Tom didn't flinch not that he ever would. He helped Damien who seemed to be having trouble keeping his eggs on his fork. He wiped his face with a napkin and handed him a bowl of small slices of apple. Then he stirred his tea carefully and took a sip. My ever graceful Tom.

"I cursed Cullen for a bit of fun."

He stared at me looking calm but his eyes gave him away. He was desperately awaiting my response. I didn't particularly care it wasn't as if it would kill Edward. I didn't know what the curse did though. I remembered vaguely that it could drive someone insane and could also aid in Tom possessing the person. I couldn't think why he would want to posses Edward though.

"Just don't garner any undue attention Tom. We are trying to lay low remember?"

He nodded and sipped at his tea. There was a knock on the door and Tom went to get it plastering a plastic smile on to his face. I smirked he would never be able to truly tolerate a muggle. I heard Nanette's voice. Damien yelled hi happily and I got him ready to go. She left with my son who was waving bye happily and already babbling away to Nanette.

Tom held up my coat for me and held the door open. He stopped on the door step to stare across the street. I looked as well to see Edward staring at us. Tom waved and I did the same then we got into the car. I was a little worried about Tom driving but he seemed to know what he was doing. We arrived at school just fine.

In the first class I was hit hard with a flash back. It was the most complete one I had yet to experience.

"Harry don't do this please!"

Harry laughed making a quick slashing movement with his hand. Hermione screamed and blood began to spray from the stump that had once been her arm. Harry turned at the sound of a guttural scream and laughed when Ron charged at him. He made another quick motion and Ron was stopped and hoisted into the air. Harry narrowed his eyes and sent a blast of powerful magic that tore away strips of Ron's flesh.

"RON! No no no no! You're ok you're alive. Please Ron."

I opened my eyes Tom was holding me he had a hand over my mouth. Everyone in the class room had turned to look at me. Tom's eyes were wide. He gently made me get up and led me out of the classroom making quick and polite excuses. He led us outside and stopped when we were a little ways into the parking lot.

"Was that a flashback? You were screaming."

I stared at Tom in confusion and he sighed and let me go. He began to pace. Running his hands through his hair I smiled remembering when he had noticed he had picked up that particular trait from me.

"Do you feel alright? Do you want to go back to the house?"

I shook my head and gave myself a shake. I began to head back to the school. Tom followed close behind me. It was only years of Tom's training that kept my face from flaming when I went back into the classroom. They surely thought I was insane now. I made my way to the back of the classroom and took a seat avoiding Edward's eyes he seemed to have no shame in staring at me.

I sank into my chair and Tom opened his book to the right page. He gave his coldest smile to anyone who turned around to try and look at me. I saw Edward squirm from the corner of my eye. He rubbed at his stomach. The snake was probably on the move. I stared back at Tom who didn't seem to be paying attention to Edward.

I opened my book as well and stared at the page not taking in one word. The bell rang and I packed up my things and made my way to Tom who was waiting for me at the door of the classroom. We went to our next class together. At lunch we ate in companionable silence. The Cullen's no longer seemed compelled to join me for lunch.

I drove home beating Tom to the car and resisting laughing. He had been hit in the face with a dodge ball. He had used a bit of undue force and thrown the ball back at he boy knocking him out. He had received a weeks worth of detention to be served in the morning. He grumbled and got into the car. I kissed his cheek and he grumbled a little less all the way home.

Nanette was waiting with Damien who struggled to be put down as soon as he saw the car approaching. He ran to me and I scooped him up. He waved to Tom and kept calling him over until Tom complied. His caterpillar had turned into a cocoon and was stuck at the top of jar.

"What is it?"

Tom took the jar carefully and began to explain to him that his caterpillar would soon emerge as a butterfly. Damien beamed and handled the little jar carefully taking it up to his room. I started on dinner not quite at peace but a lot less on edge. It seemed for now that Tom was being reasonable, a little too reasonable which was the root of me not being at complete ease. I knew Tom and he had a plan. He always had a plan.

"That smells wonderful. What is it?"

I was embraced from behind and a feather light kiss was pressed to my neck. I leaned back enjoying the embrace. Tom was always affectionate but right now he was being soft and sweet. He was usually possessive I would go so far as to call him needy. Of course I would never say that to his face.

"It's your favorite."

Tom hummed appreciatively. His favorite was steak. It was nearly done and I reluctantly pulled out of Tom's embrace to finish up. Surprisingly he set the table and left and came back with Damien who was already washed and in his pajamas. I resisted gawking. Tom was definitely plotting something. I watched him place Damien carefully in his seat.

I handed him the bowl with Damien's dinner, then placed his plate down as well. He pulled out my seat for me and then took his seat. He hummed happily and then dug in. Damien began to drop in his chair and Tom scooped him up chuckling softly.

"And they both lived forever and ever in perfect peace and happiness."

I watched Tom close the book he was holding and place Damien gently into his bed. He kissed his cheek and turned out the light. He smiled softly when he caught me staring from the doorway. Tom had known I was there though he was always observant. He began to kiss me softly.

It seemed like hours, he moved in me gently whispering in my ear, caressing me softly wherever his hands could reach. He collapsed when he came shaking a bit. In the morning I woke up to Damien jumping on the bed. I grabbed him and cradled him to my chest. He yawned and snuggled in closer closing his eyes.

Tom was on his side his face relaxed completely in sleep. I closed my eyes again remembering that it was a Saturday and I wouldn't have to get up. I awoke again to an empty bed. I sat up stretching the bed was covered in rose petals. I got up and followed the trail. The wooden floor which had previously been a honey color was now a deep brown, I followed the trail of roses.

I gasped when I opened the door. What was once a small yellow and white washroom had been transformed the somewhat faded yellow tile had been replaced by cream colored marble, which was heated. The tub had been replaced by a huge sunken tub with three golden faucets. The bath was ready with rose petals floating on the surface.

The washroom was expanded in size. A new large window had been put in and charmed to fill the room with sunlight. In the right corner was a large glass shower with several shower heads. The small counter had been replaced with a large counter with two sinks. The fixtures where gold and sliver and a new light fixture had been placed over the now large mirror.

I removed my boxers and sunk into the tub. The water was the perfect temperature. I sighed in relief feeling my whole body melt with pleasure. I closed my eyes and sunk under the water and came back up. My favorite soap was on the edge of the tub. It was deep enough that I could do laps if I wanted to. I waded over to the side of the tub and pulled down one of the bottles. The soap smelled exactly like fresh peaches.

I bathed taking a long time and just floating in the water. When I emerged from the washroom in a thick fluffy towel I found that the entire hallway seemed to be larger. The walls were now a nice cream color. I opened the door to what I hoped was our bedroom. All the doors had been changed into dark wood. The bedroom was now huge. I was in a sitting room that seemed almost identical to the sitting room we had at home in the future.

I walked in the sitting room and pushed open the second door. Our bedroom was exactly as I remembered it. The bed was a monstrous thing; big enough for twenty people to sleep in side by side. I walked left to the closet and found that my clothes were there. I toweled off moisturizing my skin with a spell and picking and outfit in Tom's favorite colors. Green and ocean blue.

I went down the stairs which of course had been changed as well into a grand sweeping staircase. The stairs led into a living room which I did not recognize. I heard my son's laughter and followed it until I found the kitchen. It was beautiful the windows in the kitchen were now large and also charmed with sunlight. Tom was sitting with Damien at a breakfast bar and coloring with him. He looked up when I took a step forward and smiled at me.

"Good morning love."

I hummed and sat down at the bar. A steaming omelet was already waiting for me. I ate slowly enjoying the taste and wondering once again how Tom had managed to cook. Damien began to demand my attention; he was proudly holding yet another piece of very colorful paper. I smiled and kissed his cheek and put the picture on the fridge which had also been changed.

"When did you do all this?"

I was embraced from behind again. Tom spun me around and led me out of the kitchen calling to Damien to follow.

"Last night and this morning while you were sleeping, I want you to be happy as long as we have to stay here. This is my fault and I promised you I would fix it."

I shrugged off Tom's embrace and continued to walk into the large living room. This was his fault indeed. I looked at the large ornate vase that was placed in the centre of the room on a low table. The vase was practically dripping with large tropical blooms, the fragrance of them was being carried across the room.

"There is more to this Tom. If you've lied to me I will find out."

Tom didn't flinch he only smiled softly and went to sit down on the couch bringing Damien with him and conjuring a heavy looking book. He settled Damien on his lap and opened the large book to the center. Damien looked at the words smiling and then looked at his father waiting for him to read it out to him.

"In our history as a people we have suffered through many trails. We have seen oppression, segregation and have been hunted by the muggles we were once allied with. Through all of that our world has survived and remained intact. We are whole once more and at peace and the muggles are once again in safe ignorance of our existence. We are under a new threat now. It seems that our world has reached its darkest hour. With the rise of Lord Voldermort all that we achieved now hangs in the balance. He threatens our peace, he threatens our secrecy. Lord Voldermort's aim is to expose us to the world and in so doing threaten the very foundation of our lives."

Damien's eyes were wide. He looked at he book and then at his father. Tom smiled and went to continue. That was a manuscript of the speech the minister had given to the public. Once the minister had reached his closing, ending his speech with 'united we stand divided we fall.' Tom had revealed himself in a grand gesture. He beheaded the minister and pushed his body to the side and took the podium. He fixed his robs walking towards the podium and holding both his hands open for silence. He had smiled charmingly enjoying the people's confusion, he opened his arms wide and said 'Welcome to the new order.' Damien was too young to hear all of that.

"That is enough for tonight Tom."

Tom looked at me harshly but I stepped forward and removed Damien from his lap. I was glared at and Tom closed the book with a bang. I ignored him and went to put Damien down for a nap. It took a while for him to settle down but then his breathing evened out and he was asleep. I closed the door and nearly jumped when I all but ran into Tom.

"Tom!"

He smirked a little diversely and backed me into the wall. He stared at me with fire in his eyes and then he was gone. I stood there for a moment and then followed finding him in the living room hunched over a thick piece of parchment.

"Why don't you want Damien to know about his father?"

I sighed, it wasn't that I didn't want Damien to know but he was too young for all the gory details of our rise to power. It had been bloody as all revolutions were.

"War stories are not appropriate bedtime stories for a two year old Tom."

Tom looked away from his parchment his hand still writing something down in his elegant scrawl.

"It wasn't his bedtime."

I sighed and took a seat taking a glance at the parchment. Tom was drawing a map of the town. I felt my forehead crease into a deep frown.

"You know it was inappropriate for him. The speech is fine but what happened after he doesn't need to know just yet. He will be proud of you but you can't traumatize him with stories of death. When he is old enough to hear it we will tell him everything. Are you planning to go to war here in Forks? What is this map for?"

Tom smiled at me and I gulped. I knew that smile, it was more bestial then it was human. Tom was out for blood. He intended to begin now. Right here in America.

"Well I suppose Valeel will get what he wants. We are starting anew nothing will be the same."

Tom nodded and laughed, the high pitched cold laugh that I used to hear in my nightmares. He waved me over so I could look at his work. He pointed to the center of the map at Forks High.

"I will tell you what I have planned and then you can tell me what you don't like."

Tom smirked and I laughed. I always criticized his plans for being to violent. He leaned over and kissed me and I watched his eyes fill with excitement. It struck me once more how much I loved this man, how much I loved his mind.

"The attack should start here in the center of the town. I propose that we bury one of our special pets underneath the school. It will attract the werewolves. As you know I have placed a curse on Edward Cullen."

For some reason Tom paused here and stared at me studying my face for a reaction. I nodded not sure what Tom was expecting. I felt a bit strange at the thought that Edward might die but other than that I was fine Tom seemed satisfied and continued.

"I will control Cullen and he will direct the first attack on the school. The pet that I plan to use is of my own creation. It is a basilisk modified to our needs. Unlike it predecessor this basilisk cannot kill with its gaze. It will drain it victims of all blood very much like a vampire."

The plan sounded brilliant but I couldn't think what the final result would be. Killing a handful of muggles and framing the vampires was cruel but ultimately it would accomplish nothing.

"To what end?"

Tom's smile widened clearly this was the question he had been waiting for me to ask. He stood and I sat back hiding my smirk of amusement. Tom was in his element he wouldn't admit it but he had been bored at home. There was no resistance left and the only planning needed had been info structure. Tom loved to be in battle.

"A distraction! The death of the muggles will attract the attention of Dumbledore since such things are reported to the ministry. If Dumbledore notices and Voldermort does as well they will both be focused on this town!"

I nodded waiting for the rest of the explanation but Tom seemed like he was finished. He went to sit after a moment and I stopped him holding my hand up.

"Brilliant Tom really, but why do we want to attract the attention of Dumbledore and Voldermort!"

Tom smirked and I sat back content to see that there was more to his plan than killing people.

"The werewolves will become agitated and a war will begin between them and the vampires here. That war will attract the volturi the vampire's leaders. There will be a paranormal disturbance in Forks. Once the volturi become involved both Dumbledore and Voldermort will lose interest, after that anything that happens here will go unnoticed leaving us free to start here and then in Europe. We will begin with overtaking the American ministry and when Voldermort does finally notice we will be able to explain what has happened and will have enough proof to satisfy him he will take the time to listen to someone strong enough to overtake the ministry and not dismiss them as out of hand."

I nodded and not for the first time I had to remind myself that I was working with a genius, there were things he wasn't considering though. Tom knew more than me about vampires at least the non magical ones. I wasn't sure who the volturi was but I gathered that they were some type of elite or royalty if there involvement would settle all suspicion on Dumbledore's and Voldermort's end. The whole plan seemed airtight except for Valeel. He was one big missing piece on the board.

"What about Valeel Tom? He is watching us and if he decides to interfere he will ruin everything"

Tom nodded seeming to agree with me he moved again to take a seat and I let him this time mulling over the plan my mind already coming up with little details.

"I have thought about Valeel and I don't believe that he will interfere he wants this. He wants something to happen."

I nodded and leaned back into the couch that was true. I wasn't sure though if something meant anything. I was sure that if things went to far away from Valeel's core aim that he would interfere.

"I don't want mass death Tom."

He nodded barely concealing his frown he hated that I was so soft. I didn't want a mass killing though there was no point to it.

"It will not be a mass killing Harry. I will stop at ten and if we have not achieved the result that we are aiming for than I will kill five more but I don't really think we will have to even kill ten. I learned some interesting things about the werewolves there has been recent strife and if even one human dies they will attack."

That was interesting. I had been here longer than Tom and I had only found out about the werewolves by accident. I didn't know much about vampires and I hadn't bothered to find out. I was going to have to start doing things for myself.

"How do you know all of this?"

Tom reached forward and prepared a cup of tea. I hadn't noticed the tray was there. He made two cups of tea and filled mine with sugar the way I liked. Tom liked his plain with one cream. He handed me the steaming mug and took a sip of his tea smiling slyly I couldn't help grinning back.

"The curse I placed on Cullen gives me free access to his every thought. He knows a lot about the Volturi and he was here before with his sire they made a treaty with the wolves."

I openly gaped at Tom's genius. He smirked once more and then took another sip of his tea looking completely satisfied. I heard a small cry from Damien's room and put down my tea. This would be different we had Damien to worry about now and our number one priority would be to keep him safe. I shushed him and he calmed down sitting up to look around.

"You ready for some lunch little man?"

He nodded and beamed demanding cookies. I laughed and kissed his cheek and headed back down the stairs.

"Maybe one cookie of you're good."

He giggled and I put him down at the bottom of the stairs. He ran over to Tom who quickly put down his tea vanishing the maps and picking up Damien. In no time Damien had gotten Tom's wand. No matter where Tom put it he always seemed to find it. He promptly turned Tom's hair bright pink and shot several colorful sparks into the air.

"Ok Damien I think Daddy wants his wand back."

Damien pouted at me and thrust Tom's wand in his face nearly poking his eye out. Tom laughed when he caught sight of his hair in the large reflective surface of the television. I went into the kitchen and made some sandwiches for lunch. Damien shouted with joy when he caught sight of the cookie on his plate.

"Uh uh sweetie you eat your sandwich first."

He pouted making a face at his sandwich but he picked up one of the four pieces and began to eat it. Tom chuckled leaving his hair pink and digging in. For a skinny person Tom seemed to consume a lot of food. He would not be happy to know that his food consumption was on par with Ron Weasely. I ate slowly feeling content and at peace for the first time since we had arrived here.

"I have a surprise for you both. Do you want to see it Damien?"

Damien said yes around his mouth full of cookie. I smiled at him and looked at Tom waiting for him to elaborate. The fake sunlight was making his pink hair glow I smirked and he canceled the spell causing Damien to shout out no!

Tom smirked and turned Damien's cookie pink. He giggled seeming even more enthused about eating it. I squeezed my way onto Tom's lap and he kissed the back of my neck caressing my hand softly.

"What surprise do you have now?"

Tom chuckled and the vibration went through my back. He sent a magical spark though his hands and I jumped and gasped. Damien paused in eating his cookie and I swatted at Tom's hands.

"Stop that!"

Tom laughed again and pushed away from the counter. He made me stand up and then went to get Damien. I followed him to the back of the house and into the backyard. There was now a gazebo in the middle of it. Tom walked forwards with Damien who was still eating his cookie and making happy noises. I blinked and stared dumbfounded.

Inside the gazebo was a beautiful rain forest full of sunlight and twittering birds. Huge colorful butterflies were floating in the air. Huge blossoms hung from large trees, every few feet there was a humming bird hovering around a blossom. The floor was soft moss and right in the centre was a beautiful park with swings and a slide and off to the side of that was a natural lagoon with crystal blue water. I looked up and instead of the ceiling the sky was fluffy clouds and a brilliant sun.

Damien was in danger of dropping his cookie. He was staring wide eyed at a large butterfly that I had landed on one of the colorful blossoms. Tom set Damien down and he ran to the center and began to climb up the ropes. His cookie lay forgotten on the floor.

"Tom this is beautiful."

Tom smiled and we made our way over to Damien who was laughing loudly and climbing up the ropes he made his way to the slide which went around in tightly coiled circles. He sat down and squealed all the way down. He ran over to Tom and took hold of his hand.

"Daddy come! Daddy! Daddy!"

Tom smiled and followed Damien to the swings. The park was full of wards to keep Damien safe. I stared in awe. I hadn't believed Tom's magic could create this kind of beauty. His aura always felt so dark but this park for Damien, neither of us had ever been able to play in a park.

I realized finally that while Tom's approach was different in his own way he wanted to make sure that Damien had a normal childhood. He was just more conflicted than me. It was hard for him to decide if he wanted Damien to be tough or if he wanted Damien to be care free. He was trying to find a middle ground. He wanted to raise Damien to be strong and intelligent but he didn't want rob him of his childhood to do so.

I watched Tom push Damien on the swing. His smile was so open and carefree. I went over to the park and sat on the bench watching my husband and son play for hours. When Damien grew tired Tom picked him up and we headed back inside. It was a shock to see the real sky so full of clouds. Tom put Damien on the couch and covered him with a soft blanket even handing him his stuffed bear.

"Do you want me to make dinner?"

I told Tom to rest and he smiled and went to sit with Damien running one of his long fingered hands through his hair. I went into the kitchen the fridge was stocked with food. I made Sheppard's Pie one of Tom's favorites. He wouldn't admit it was his favorite because it was so common, but I knew he loved it since whenever it was made at home he stuffed himself until he fell asleep.

I went back into the living room to find Tom slumped over. I was going to tease him about this later. I covered him with a blanket and kissed his forehead. The great Lord Voldermort tired out by a two year old. I sat down and opened up the book Tom had been reading to Damien. I was startled, it wasn't a book at all it was a diary a hand shot and covered the page I was looking at.

"You've always been too curious for your own good my sweet."

I shivered at the tone of voice. The hand was slowly removed from the page. Tom sat up sighing heavily running a hand though his hair. He removed the blanket and folded it neatly.

"You can read it if you want. I suppose it's only fair."

I shook my head but Tom pushed the book further onto my lap. I felt a kiss on my cheek and then Tom was headed up the stairs. I set a protective ward around Damien and the couch so he wouldn't roll off and went to finish dinner. Tom came in with a sleepy Damien while I was setting the table. He smiled when he saw it was Sheppard's pie and I hid my smirk.

Damien dug in and I treated him to another cookie for dessert since he hadn't finished the first one. The next day was very peaceful we played with Damien and Tom read to him from his diary. Tom left for a few hours not telling me where he was going but looking smug enough that I knew it had something to do with the plan. In the morning I woke up feeling rested. Tom woke me up way earlier than was necessary and I grumbled at him until I saw the bath. We spent two hours making sure the other was squeaky clean.

I wanted to go back to sleep once we were finished but I needed to get Damien fed. Tom lounged on the bed in all his naked glory until I threw an outfit at him. He sat up and got dressed taking his time with putting on his silk boxers. I rolled my eyes and went across the hall to wake Damien. He was already sitting up in bed and talking to his teddy bear.

"Good morning sweetheart."

He smiled brightly.

"Papa!"

I picked him up and brought him to the washroom. There was a smaller bath just for Damien and I bathed him with a lot of bubbles. I went downstairs and found that Tom had already made breakfast.

"We are finding a house elf Harry, as soon as possible."

I smiled at Tom and he set the table. We ate and then Tom played with Damien until he was tired enough to go down for his first nap. He brought Damien upstairs and came into the living room caressing a tiny black egg. It held the modified basilisk. Tom was going to go place it in the school today. He kissed me deeply before leaving. I watched as he drove away.

I waited a moment until I couldn't see the car anymore. Before I closed the door another car pulled up and I saw Bella get looking very upset and wiping tears from her eyes. I closed the door and went back to living room.

I nearly laughed out loud to myself once again Tom was going to let a large snake loose on a school via the girls bathroom. It was intentional we were laying proof for the Voldermort of this time that he and Tom were indeed the same person. It was a cunning plan and I needed to begin part of it right now.

I placed wards on Damien's room to alert me if he woke up and went to talk to Bella. I knocked on her door and she opened it after a while. Her face looked blotchy and her nose was red. I tried to smile sympathetically. She scowled a bit and I looked down pretending to be shy. Her face softened, it was so simple sometimes.

"Sorry I caught you at a bad time. It just looked like you were upset and I wanted to make sure they didn't do anything to you."

Bella's face become stiff but she took a step back from the door like she was about to let me in. She looked around the street and then moved aside and waved me in.

"It's not really any of your business, they're not dangerous."

I sighed and looked down again making myself blush.

"I am sorry for the way I acted before Bella. I didn't come over here to upset you. I just wanted to make sure that you were alright and I wanted to err… apologize for my behavior and attitude you guys seem really nice."

She looked like she was feeling guilty and I wanted to laugh. This would be where I was needed Tom never thought of things like this. His plans were always death and battle. To succeeded this time we needed to work all angles and emotions were something I specialized in.

"It's ok Harry no harm done."

She smiled and I started to say something and then stopped looking down and then appearing to want to leave. She stopped me and I quickly morphed my smirk into a sweet smile.

"What was that Harry?"

I shuffled on the spot rubbing my left arm.

"I shouldn't have said anything. Its just you know if you're feeling down well you can always talk to me. There are some spells also that I could help you. Well I better go my son's asleep and I don't want him to wake up without me."

Bella smiled and I left. Tom was back I went into the house and he was waiting at the door for me. He kissed me once deeply and then drew me further inside.

"How did it go Tom?"

He smirked widely and took a seat putting his feet on the table.

"It went well. What were you doing talking to miss Swan?"

I smirked and took a seat as well making myself comfortable in Tom's lap. I leaned back and he kissed me again playing with my hair.

"Well Tom I think it would be for our benefit if we all got along nicely, if people are going to start dying then we have to the town's angels to avoid being cast as the devils."

Tom laughed and I sat back relaxed. I felt bad for Edward I felt a small pang of guilt for him. He had just been going about his mundane little life and then I had come along and brought him trouble. It was difficult to care much though; he seemed to like to stick his nose where it didn't belong. He was a curious cat that was already dead, bad luck for him. Tom kissed me again with a passion he only felt when in engaged in war. I almost felt bad for the people of Forks…almost.

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