The next year was much like his previous ten. He was hiding, clinging and fluently swearing at everything that got in his way. He didn't have the strength to attack, or the magic to curse after all. His son's second year made him break out in cold sweat – well not physically, but even so.

He stayed close to the magical population, listening here, getting the Prophet there. Getting the wind of the incidents, he knew by instinct that it was his diary. And what was worse, it was his arrogant, but naïve teen self. And that little shit was letting loose in a School full of children, with HIS SON there! He was quite frankly hysterical.

And wonder of wonders, his younger self only knew what others did. He remembered the early dreams of immortality, and in his arrogance assumed that his infamy was true, that he really grew into not just a bastard, but a sadistic, hypocritical madman out to destroy the world, or take world dominance.

It was almost funny. Almost but not quite there yet.

It got to being funny, when he got the news that HIS OWN SON destroyed the fragment, and he was so relieved, the rat he was in not just passed out, but all out died of heart failure. He was content to search for the next host. It was so worth it!

The next year gave some results at last. He was idle, settling down and waiting for more development, when he first saw the papers. Sirius Black was free. Well, shit…

It wasn't that he had a problem with the guy, but he was an idiot and would make things harder. Well, no matter, IF he got close to Harry, he had to first make Harry trust him, and even then, he was viewed as a criminal. How the 'upstanding citizens' of the wizarding community never questioned how a popular auror just up and turned bad without a reason was simply astounding. No trial, no pensieves, no questions. The whole thing based on the shrieking of a jealous ex-friend, now Dumb Earworm. The whole accusation was a joke if one knew the men, but the high and mighty 'good guys' up and abandoned the mutt like it was their job.

That gave him an opportunity. It wouldn't be easy, but he would see if Black was up to a secret alliance. What a laugh. His so called followers would torture him for this long and hard, but considering they didn't even think to check if he was a 'pureblood', it was all their loss.

He was thinking of talking to Sirius, asking for help, and for him to look after Harry as much as he could, but he didn't even go that near the dog. Black seemed half-lunatic to start with, so he wouldn't encourage contact with Harry, and him showing himself to Black was moot point with the look the dog gave everything around it. On the other hand, how much of a guardian is someone who places revenge over their charge. No, he would just wait it out.

And wait he did. And he got half of what he asked for, and half of what he didn't. Black was with Harry, and he got the simpering idiot of a butt kisser. Now, he had better chances to get a body, but also a threat of a knife in the back.

And on top of that, another also found him. Not an idiot, and faithful too. It was a shame he was crazy and a fanatic. But there was place for everyone. So he'll make use of Barty in the next school year. Now he'll have to visualize his future acting, and practice his occlumency.

Oh, on that note, when he had his body back, he'll have to gather his idiots for them not to run around like a headless chicken, and killing two birds with one stone, he'll get in contact with Snape too. Such a useful spy. He just loved the guy, even more since he could slip through his shields without him knowing.

Now, back to work.

A/N.: Hope you liked. I adore Snape, so I'll include him somehow. And while I'm not that against Siri, he and the other 'oh, we care so much but won't do shit' good guys aren't my favs. - Or at least I'm not in the mood to write them. So yeah, 4th year should be more interesting.

2013.04.04.