Fate is a cruel Beautiful Creature
Pairings: Voldemort x Harry
Warnings: AU, MPreg, Slash
:Parseltongue:
"Speaking"
-Sign language-
Okay, I'm a little confused on why so many of you think that Sy will return to his time when he dies… I mean how does dying send him back. He would just be dead...
Tom was born December 31, 1926. He meets Sy October 31, 1932. Last chapter was in the year 1943 where Tom was 17 where he cast the immortality spell on Sy and himself.
I'm going to try to get up to the present so this will be the last chapter in the past. Then I can start on my actual plot.
Chapter 5:
March 12, 1963. Tom is 37 but still looks 17, Sy is 35 but looks 15
*20 years later*
Tom hated the world. It was filled with so much hate and sadness and war. What was the point of fighting if all anyone gained was soiled land? Was peace and freedom so much to ask?
Tom did not believe in God for those exact reasons. If a God truly did exist then why did he let children starve and people fight? Yes, he knew about how without suffering there would be no compassion but that was just what really religious people said about the less fortunate so they do not feel so bad.
His eyes cast over to his bed where a small boy slept. Syren had been bedridden ever since that day. He was too weak to move and was under 24 hour surveillance on the bad days to make sure he was breathing okay. He had gotten better to Toms relief. He could eat on his own, walk and cast spells. It was only a matter of time until he was healthy again.
Tom was happy that their relationship did not suffer due to the loss of their daughter like most relationships did. Sy talked and smiled less but he was not too affected. Tom was not as close to the baby as Sy was so the loss did not hurt him as much.
Sy promised that they would try again once he was healthy enough.
After the incident Tom worked extra hard to become an influential person in the wizarding world so he could destroy Dumbledore and expose him for the horrible person he was.
However he needed to go to more drastic means to get what he wanted so he started what his mother wanted. A dark army that would sacrifice themselves for him. He needed to make a change so no one else had to get hurt.
:Tom?:
Tom looked up and smiled at Sy. The boy struggled to sit up and rubbed his eyes. He gave Tom a small smile.
Tom stood immediately and helped Sy into the clothes he would wear for the day.
"How are you feeling?"
Sy thought for a second and gave him a small smile, :I feel pretty good today.:
"Good enough for a meeting?"
Sy smiled and nodded. :Who are we meeting?:
"A couple of school friends and their families. They have decided to help us."
:It will be nice to see them again: Sy smiled as he stood up wobbly. The two of them made their way towards the family room so they could have some breakfast before the others came.
Tom hesitated, "They all have children."
Sy froze for a moment before giving a small smile, :I'm happy for them. And I told you once I'm healthy again I will give you an heir.:
Tom smiled and kissed his husband softly. They had gotten married once they were of age and avoided Dumbledore. They could no longer trust the man who murdered their child.
"Masters. Celia reporting that Mister Malfoy has arrived."
Tom looked at the house elf and nodded, "let them in." he said quietly. House elves were cheap little creatures. They came with a house and would do anything they were told. With his salary he had been able to buy five other elves that would clean the mansion he brought. Celia had came with the house and was by far the most efficient of the six.
Sy watched from Tom's lap as the porcelain doll family entered the room. The perfect family consisted of Abraxas Malfoy, the boy they lived with for a couple of days. He was completely loyal and looked up to Tom because Tom was perfect in almost every sense of the word.
His sickly wife Noah Malfoy nee Prewett was by his side and their nine year old son Lucius was in his arms.
Lucius grinned when he spotted Tom and Sy and squirmed out of his father's arms. He ran up to the two teenagers and smiled. "You're here!"
Tom chuckled and rubbed the small blond's head. Sy pulled the boy into a hug before letting him go.
"Are you feeling better M'lord?" Lucius asked Sy curiously.
-Yes, thank you,-
"That's good to hear," Abraxas smiled as he and his wife took a seat opposite Tom and Sy. "Has Cygnus arrived yet?"
"Soon."
As soon as Tom said that Celia popped in again and informed them that the Black's had arrived.
Three little girls ran in giggling and grinned when they saw Syren.
"Are you all better now?" The oldest, Bellatrix, at twelve years old smiled and looked at Sy expectantly. Her two sisters Andromeda, who was ten, and Narcissa who was eight on either side of her.
"Girls, calm down." Cygnus tsked as he entered the room, his wife Druella behind him. "Go play with Lucius in the corner over there."
The four kids sighed but followed his instructions.
"Sorry about them. Walburga told me she might be a little late."
Tom frowned but nodded. "How's infiltration going?"
"I'm on the school staff and soon I will have a say on who gets hired to teach at Hogwarts." Abraxas informed him.
"I just got hired as a secretary in Ministry," Druella shared.
"Well I got hired as a lawyer."
Tom looked over and watched Orion Black enter the room followed by a sobbing house elf that was telling them to wait so she could inform the master he was here. Walburga sighed as she entered holding her two sons. Four year old Sirius and two year old Regulus.
Tom resisted rolling his eyes at the other man. "That's good. I expect great things from all of you."
"Of course sir. Anything to avenge Sy. I know you can change the world."
Tom smiled at that.
-I want to open an orphanage that specializes in taking in orphaned wizards and witches.- Sy requested.
Tom smiled at that. The duo had already decided to take the wizarding children so they could grow up around magic and not be completely ignorant like how he and Sy were.
Of course the only thing in their way was Dumbledore and his 'light' side claiming that it was good for some children to grow up around muggles so the wizarding world does not become too separate from the muggle realm.
Tom really hated Dumbledore.
The man twisted everything that came out of his mouth into making it seem like Tom was the bad guy. He already lost the Weasleys and Longbottoms and the Potters became neutral . It was infuriating.
At least he was able to keep the Malfoys and Blacks on his side. They should be enough for now. Plus the minor 'dark' families would also join in.
Tom let himself smile and relax around his friends. Everything will be okay.
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1967
Sy screamed as he bared down. He had no idea it would hurt this much. He squeezed Toms hand and panted heavily.
"You're doing great," the midwife between his legs praised. "Once more push and you will have your daughter in your arms."
Sy screamed and used the rest of his energy to push before collapsing. Tom cradled Sy and looked at the midwife expectantly.
She looked at the child wide eyed.
"I'm sorry, she's a stillborn." she told them.
"No," Sy whispered, his eyes filling with pulled the smaller boy into his arms and pressed his lips against his forehead.
They did not notice the midwife leave with the baby or apparate to Dumbledore. The baby in her arms screamed for her mother. Dumbledore looked at the child in disgust and raised his wand.
A flash of green light later and the little girl stopped moving, her green eyes unseeing. The midwife stared at Dumbledore in horror. How could he kill an innocent baby? She started to back away slowly but her movement caught the old man's attention. He raised a wand to her and obliviated her. He could not have her blabbing the little secret.
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1985, Aiden is 5
Wide green eyes searched the giant room desperately. Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. His aunt and uncle were surely going to punish him now.
He was supposed to be looking for the bathroom but got distracted by the pretty pictures on the wall. Now his pants were soiled and he was completely lost.
They had been invited to a party by the new neighbors. The last time they threw a party and Aiden did not show up they got suspicious. Of course uncle Vernon tried to tell them he was only their nephew and was only visiting but the neighbors saw through it so this time Aiden had to come in fear of the family calling child services.
Now Aiden messed up and he would surely be punished.
Not five minutes after he is found and taken home was he thrown into a wall roughly by his uncle.
"Petunia, how about you take Dudley to the ice cream place down the street while I deal with the freak." Vernon demanded as he pinned Aiden to the wall.
The five year old already had tears streaming down his cheeks by the time his clothes had been removed and tossed into the laundry pile that he would surely have to clean later.
A punch in the stomach sent him on his knees. Aiden tried to hold back his sobs but was unable to.
"Please, stop!" the small boy sobbed.
A slap across the face sent him on his side. He gently put his small hand to his now red cheek.
"You should be grateful you brat! We so graciously bring you to a party and you embarrass us like that?" Vernon roared.
Aiden shielded his face and braced himself. After a couple more hits to his too small chest and stomach Vernon left to join the rest of his family for ice cream while leaving Aiden to clean up and get dressed.
Aiden winced as the door slammed shut. He tried to stand but his body would not allow him too. He was so tired but he had to clean or be beaten even worse than he was now.
"Why do you let him do that to you?"
Aiden flinched and stared wide eyed at a dark figure in the corner of the room. He quickly pulled some clothes on desperate to protect the little dignity he had left.
"W-who are you?" the five year old stuttered.
A young boy, maybe six or seven, walked out of the shadows and studied Aiden. He had the most beautiful blue eyes Aiden had ever seen. His dark hair framed his sharp aristocratic features nicely.
The boy smiled, he was handsome and dressed like he was rich. "My name is Dimitri, and you are?"
"A-Aiden." he stuttered feeling self conscious around the prettier boy.
Dimitri smiled and approached Aiden. "For some reason my father finds you curious and wants me to follow you and make sure you're okay."
Aiden's eyes widened, "Why?"
The older boy just shrugged and kneeled next to the Aiden. He stared into the other boys eyes and smiled. "I'm going to heal your bruises, okay?"
Aiden hesitated but found himself nodded. He closed his eyes and sighed in relief as the pain disappeared and his body felt better than it ever had. He opened his eyes to thank the other boy and to ask how he did it but found himself in an empty room.
Aiden let himself rest for a moment and hope that the boy would come back and save him but he never did. He stood and began doing his chores letting his mind stay in the fantasyland of the beautiful boy.
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1970
Tom raced through the house as quickly as he could hoping he was not too late. He barged into his bedroom quickly and panted lightly.
Sy was lying on his bed holding a small bundle in his arms. His legs were spread and there was a midwife down there cleaning him up.
Tom closed the door and took a seat next to Sy. "Hey, I'm sorry I'm too late."
Syren looked up from his baby and smiled at Tom. "He's beautiful."
They kept this child a secret and hired a personal housewife so that Dumbledore could not get to them again.
Tom took his son into his arms and cradled the baby gently. Large blue-green eyes stared up at him. He had a full head of black hair and pale skin.
The midwife smiled at them, "He did so good. The baby seems to be healthy and once you decide on a name we can submit his paperwork." She smiled as the baby started crying and walked up besides Sy and lowered the shirt he had on so his swollen chest was exposed. The baby was put back into Sy's arms and attached his mouth to a nipple.
The nurse smiled and started to head out.
"Wait!" Tom called. "We have a name. His name is Trevor."
The nurse smiled and nodded. "wonderful choice."
Sy just smiled and cradled his baby closer to him.
"Trevor," Sy whispered softly. His voice raw from screaming so much.
Tom just smiled and sat closer to his new family. He kissed Sy on the mouth and the baby on his forehead. The nurse smiled and left the family alone.
Trevor Angel Riddle was born August 5th 1970.
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1980
Dumbledore was livid. He was going through his list of all the new students when he came across one name that stuck out like a sore thumb.
Trevor Riddle was written neatly under Cara Randall and above Dennis Rolito. Tom and Sy could not have possibly had a child without anyone knowing, could they? Tom was next in line for Minister and Sy was in charge of the elite troops for the Aurors.
The duo did not seem evil but he could sense the intent to change the wizarding world and did not like it. He did not like how much power the Riddle name was gaining and he needed to put a stop to it.
What could he do?
A prophecy. That would do it. Tom and Sy should be destroyed since they no longer trusted him for some reason. Dumbledore sighed, how could this work?
The Potters! They were having twins! Perfect. He could set it up so that once the babies are born he would convince Lily and James to keep one baby a secret and tell them the prophecy that Sybil would create for him. That crazy hag would do anything he asked as long as he kept her satisfied. She was not as good as Gellert was but at least she was a woman and not evil.
Speaking of Gellert, Dumbledore was quite upset to hear that he escaped prison. He told the reporters of the hard battle he had to fight against the man and how the horrible prison guards were not well trained enough.
Gellert was not even the issue right now anyway. He was still too weak to do anything drastic after stupidly giving away his life force.
Where was he, oh yeah, the twins and the prophecy. He figured that Lily and James would keep one baby hidden so when Tom attacked he would kill Lily and James and one of the twins. The second would be named savior and kill Tom when he grew up. Probably die from Sy's rage and that is where Dumbledore would step in and save the day. He would kill Sy and Gellert and then all of the demon spawn the duo created.
Yes, it was a perfect plan.
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So what did you think? Is it going too fast? I hope not.
Anyway, now I get onto the actual plot. I just wanted some background for the story. The next part will be in Aiden's POV and maybe some more of Sy's POV if the situation called for it.
I hope you enjoyed! Please review and tell me your thought and what you want to see.
I want to know what you think. Please review for Aiden and Trevor. Don't be the reason Dumbledore hurts them!
Also, Tom never really goes by the name Voldemort in this so I don't know what to do with that.
Also, a vote for Harry squared. Aiden needs a love interest too. Don't let him be alone and sad!
I always liked Drarry so I wouldn't mind doing that. Aiden x Draco but if you have another pairing just review with it.
Lucius and Remus is one of my favorite ships and Sirius x Severus though if you have any other ideas tell me. I will write hetero if you really want it.
I will write graphic abuse scenes if you so wish it though I cannot write lemon for my life so if you want I will try but when I crash and fail do not blame me.
Love you guys
Lilac ;)