Tom stormed in St Mangos with an unconscious Harriet in his arms. Even in his worst nightmares couldn't he imagined the horrible small life his daughter had. He was still screaming at the Dursley's when Albus walked in the room and Tom knew whyGrindelwald was so afraid facing him again. His eyes were like ice the Dursley's were frozen in place and then he raped through their minds. His posture began to stiffen more and more. "How dare you! How dare you treat a child that way! You were entrusted with the safety of your sisters daughter! I never forced you to take her in. You came to me! You asked for Harriet to leave with your family to make sure she known about her mother! I thought Lily's death had you wanting forgiveness! What you tried was only to make sure you got Lily's money? Because you wanted revenge against your own sister and your pathetic husband and you took it of on a small girl? " the room had started shaking and the Dursley's were pale like the dead. Tom was frozen in place looking at the bruised tiny body of a child. His child? Gods and demons help his split soul this couldn't be happening. Screw his oath to never kill them to Lily if she was here she indeed was going to dance in their graves like she had said to him once in their past. Dumbledore walked up to him and passed him the girl. She weighted next to nothing in his arms. "You need to take care of your daughter. Now. Take her to the hospital my boy. I promise you I will later let you deal with them." He shook his head in a firm nod giving the Dursley's a cold look and he appeared in the St Mangos.
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The healers said it was likely she could be asleep for a while but there was no way in hell he was going anywhere. Somehow Lucius ,his little slimy godson, had learned for the situation and he and his wife with their son were with him in the room.
All the broken bones were back in place and the bruises had gone. The healer had said that there was nothing to be worried about and that the poor dear was just sleeping to rest. Tom was looking as she was sleeping, she had a fine face and her
black black hair,his hair, were around her head in a dark hollow. His little Dark Princess. Lily used to make fun of his nickname for her. She used to ask him mockingly how a Dark Lord could have a Dark Princess. Didn't he needed to be a king
for that? And he used to say that if he had his way he could win her the earth to be his Dark Quinn . She wasn't here now to laugh with his ambition and he was fucking missing her nagging about not teaching and corrupting Harriet with his world
domination plans.

He was watching her small shoulders moving with each breath. "Hello sir. Am I in trouble?" He was startled from the soft voice. He was so lost in his thoughts he hadn't noticed she was awake. Her big emerald eyes were looking at his. Lily's eyes.
"You don't know who I am." He more than said than asked. She titled her head on the side in the most adorable way he had ever seen and she answered him. "Sorry sir. But I would be glad to have the privilege of making a new friend." She give him
a brilliant smile. It didn't take a lot to click in his head she was trying to manipulate him. He noticed how she was checking for possible escape routes as she was speaking to him. The things Dumbledore had told him when he had visited the day
before had made his eyes turn red in fury and if it wasn't for leaving Harriet to wake up alone in a strange place he could have killed them at the spot.

When Lily was found dead in the nursery next to Harriet Dumbledore took Harriet. He had a meeting with the Dursley's were he explained to them what happened and they told him that if he could make sure other magical people weren't going to come after
them they would love to have Harriet as a second daughter until Tom was awake from his coma.

They were sending all her school reports and many other fake documents to keep him away from visiting and also they had told him that they were going to speak with her about the magic world after she was ten years old. Dumbledore had gone through
their minds every memory worst than the last.

They had thrown Harriet in the tiny cupboard under the stairs from the first minute the walked in the house with her. The starved her and left her locked up for days at a time. They forced her to do the cooking and the cleaning for her to be allowed
to have some leftovers. Every time she was doing something childish they used to beat her. And when she was acting like an adult they could beat her again. When they were forced to send her to school,because some people started asking about the
little girl in Private Drive 4, she began to get even more beating. The Dursley's just couldn't accept she was so good. Despite their treatment to her she was doing better and better at school even if it meant she could get even less food and
even more beatings and chores. Until this summer break came and the news that their son had to repeat the class ,wile Harriet was going to jump one class brought a hate like no other. Poor Harriet was starved and beaten daily for the last two
weeks. They made the poor girl to scream for help for the first time in all the years they had her and they took pleasure out of it. Dumbledore begged for forgiveness before he left. Tom had asked for him to go and give the news to his grandmother.
Let her chew him and spit him it was his fault Harriet had this horrible childhood anyway.

Harriet was looking at the man in front of her as he was looking at her the same way Petunia looked at her cousin when he was sick. "Are we family sir?" She pushed her self a bit farther from him, if he was indeed a family member she could better
keep her distance. She had a lot of experience with family to last her a hundred lifetimes thank you very much. Harriet looked around the room and she started with her mouth wide open. The portrait in the wall waved at her and smiled. In the corner
of the room was a pile on bedding folding it self, there were countless small bottles with different colours with the most weirdest names she couldn't even try to pronounce,in the big glass cupboard. Were was she? Did the Dursley's had managed
to drive her crazy? She must be having illusions! There was no way a portrait could wave back at her. "Sir could you please tell me were my relatives are? And were I am for the matter please?" She demented more than asked him with a steady
voice and a firm look. No child should have to force is self to grow up so fast. He could see the guard she had built for her self. It was more obvious she wanted to ask a million questions but she was holding her childish curiosity like it was
a sin. The Dursley's were going down. He was going to make them beg for death.

"You are at Saint Mangos Hospital. It's a special hospital for people like you." Before he had any time to finish his sentence she had jumped out of the bed and sprinted for the door. "I am not crazy! If you and the Dursley's are thinking you going
to have me committed you had it coming." He made to stand up and grab her before she run away, but a red stunning light came out of her hand and he was thrown in the wall. By the time he recovered she was gone.

Harriet was running trying to find an exit from the building. She took so many stairs leading her down and every so often she could run in circles in the next floor to make sure she wasn't followed. The Dursley's could go and fuck themselves if they
wanted to but she wasn't going to let them claim she was unstable and have her commited in a psychiatrist asylum. She took a sharp turn only to smack in someone's knees which ended sprawling them both in the floor.

Harriet groaned in pain as the person she had fallen into lifted her with ease back to her feet. She took a good look at him. He was a man somewhere in his thirties he had a very handsome face and long hair tied to the base of his neck. He had very
nice grey stormy eyes and his face was the happiest one she had ever seen. "Hey there little one, got lost? Oh no you don't look like the lost sort. Let's see now you hiding from healer? Or an angry parent? Got plenty experience running from both
you know!" Okay she was definitely in an asylum who in their right mind would go around wearing a robe and waving a stick around and trying to ask children they were running from their parents with out caring to take the child back? She needed
to treat careful now. She could use him to find the exit and then she could be free. She put her , I'm innocent but not really, mask on and said "Hi sir sorry for the trouble. Could you tell me were the lobby is please?" She thought asking for
the lobby was way better than asking straight away for the exit. For all she new he could be a real crazy person and she had a good feeling he was somehow crazy. "You're lost your way little miss haven't you? Come with me let me take you to the
lobby. Tell you what you seem like you could do with a good meal and it's my lunch break so we stop at the cafeteria and have some food in our bellies and then we go for the lobby." Harriet opened her mouth to disagree but at the same time her
stomach left out a loud groan. The man laughed aloud throwing his head back and he picked her up and started walking in what she hoped was the cafeteria and not in some dark place to kill her. Her hopes for once came true he had taken her to the
cafeteria and after he ordered some very weird sounding food he sat them down in a table far away from the entrance. And in the most crowded place."So Little Lady tell me what's your name? I'm Sirius Black " he had offered his name freely and
he was offering his hand out to her. She looked in his eyes. They were full of laughter. Not the mocking one the Dursley's and everyone she knew was giving her. "My name is Harriet Riddle sir. Nice to meet you." He smiled again and this time he
looked somehow nostalgic. He said in a soft voice . "Your mother was always polite like this you know. We were classmates in a privet boarding school you know. But I can see your father in your posture too." "I'm sorry sir but I think you are
confusing me with someone else's daughter. My mom didn't even finish high school. And I don't think I have the posture of a drunk drug addict." She had stiffen her shoulders and she was ready to bolt again. He looked at her with his eyebrows lifted
in amazement "You are Harriet Selene Riddle. Your mother was Lily Evans, your father is Tom Riddle or otherwise known as Lord Slytherin. Both of them were the best of the best in their school years. Your mother was the youngest potions Mistress
ever, your father is the only one that still holds the record for the biggest ancient heirlooms books and magical artefacts collection,he researched and traveled the world to collect. They were a couple from the most powerful people our world
has ever seen. Your father still is." Harriet jumped up angry and the cafeteria shook . "STOP, your thinking you can fool Me? You trying to fill my head with crazy storytelling! Did the Dursley's put you to this! You take pleasure to play with
the filings of an orphan! They won't get me. I will be free from them one way or another."She was breathing fast she was shaking and everyone was just looking at her with some kind of recognition she started freaking out. She turned to run out
only to see the man from the room she woke up earlier standing just a few feet away from her. Before she had time to run she saw him waving a steak at her direction and was hit with a white light,she feelt an euphoria spreading in her body her
muscles relaxed and she was asleep.

Tom was looking for his daughter with Lucius and Narcica when a big dog patronous appeared "I found her. I have her in the cafeteria " Blacks voice said before the dog dissolved into nothing. He was in the cafeteria in moments and he just stood
there listening in their conversation. His daughter had no idea that he was alive. She had no idea about him or Lily or the magical world or how famous she was. It was going to be a hard time for her getting used to everything and it was going
to be even harder to get her home. After he put her in a charmed sleep he took her in his arms give everyone in the cafeteria that was looking like the ordeal was oh so interesting a cold look and returned in her room.

The next time Harriet woke up she was in her guard. Now she at least believed that this people were not Dursley's friends. She was awake some time just listening the adults in the room. The mans voice was angry and he was giving very cruel details
of his plans for the Dursley's. There was a soft voice of a woman in the room,she was sounding like she was getting ready for a big shopping trip listing all shorts of items,a young boys voice was complaining for he was bored and an other male
voice was telling the boy to act more proper. She didn't believe in luck. She always believed in planing. Her survival her small life was because she always planned ten steps ahead of everything. Well except her last one. The Dursley's almost
killed her when they got called in the headmasters office to announce to them their son's failure and her success. She had thought she could try and get as high as possible in her education before she took steps even further from freeing her self
of them. It backfired tragically. She honestly thought she was going to die this time around. Until she heard someone screaming at Petunia. If someone was screaming at her she was honestly believed that they could save her if she could be found.
But was she save now? And were was the old grandfatherly man with the very long bread and the weird drees was? He saved her. She was only going to speak with him in the room. She opened her eyes and slowly sat up. She cleared her throat catching
anyone's attention. Every body in the room turned around and looked at her. " I want the old sir that saved me. I won't speak to anyone else. And I will leave again if you don't bring him." She then looked at them with narrowed eyes.
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Tom was fuming. She was sitting in her bed looking at them with suspicion and annoyance playing her fingers in an patten repeatedly waiting for her demands to be met. She was supposed to run to His arms to ask for Him she was His daughter His
Little Dark Princess. And now Dumbledore was her hero. Like it wasn't bad enough that he was the one that put her in that hellhole in the first place. He had Black to send a patronous to Dumbledore and the old fox was already in his way there.
She was still looking at him with a look of absolute annoyance. He was secretly glad she had inherited his really annoyed expression. Dumbledore walked into the room and as soon Harriet saw him she was out of bed and she was hiding behind
the man hugging him around his legs. "Thank you sir, Thank you for saving me." Tom felt hate for Dumbledore. She was His he couldn't,wouldn't allow him close to her. He couldn't let him steal her affection from him. But despite his own thoughts
he knew Harriet had formed a strong unbroken bonds with Dumbledore the moment he had opened the door from the cupboard under the stairs. And Harriet needed someone she could trust to let her in the wizardry world.

And Tom decided to not let Harriet know about Dumbledore's involvement in her living situation until then. At least until she was older.