Disclaimer: I don't own any character that you recognize

Title: Obsidian Prince
Pairings: none
Rating: T
Warnings: Dumbledore bashing

Summary: When Harry is 6 years old the Dursly's abruptly leave and never come back leaving Harry alone in the house. Frightened Harry runs into the nearby forest and accidentally turns into a Basilisk then meets another Basilisk, meanwhile Snape finds out that Harry is Voldemort's son. How is Harry going to ever find his real father?

Note: This is my first Harry Potter Fanfiction so if I make any mistakes like regarding spell names and spellings and such let me know and I'll try to fix them right away! Also this story will include some major Dumbles bashing and some Hermione and Ron bashing later in the story.

Parseltoungue: "~hissssss~"

Thoughts: "why is bacon so good?"

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Chapter 6

The past month had been unexciting for Obsidian, Tom had only had one lesson with him so far, of which Tom had to leave early for some Death Eater thing. While Tom was away doing whatever he does while he's away Obsidian had further explored the manor and the grounds, he was occasionally accompanied by Nagini but not often, she had to be with her master most of the time.

He had gotten fairly acquainted with Salazar Slytherin and had found him to be quite smart but horrendously annoying. It seems that he was one of Tom's ancestors or something.

Obsidian headed to the library to continue in his effort to teach himself human-speak since no one (TOM) seemed willing to help. Obsidian angrily huffed, "at this rate I'm going to be ancient before I learn anything!" He entered the library and headed over towards a short shelf.

He stretched up high in his shrunken body and used his mouth to grab a thin book off of the top shelf. With it in his mouth, he slithered over to a rug next to the fireplace in the main reading section of the library. He placed the book on the floor and used his tail to open the cover. Once open he intently studied the front page, littered with symbols that he couldn't understand.

While he was intently studying (glaring) at the book a door in the back of the library opened and a scrawny dark haired man walked through. Obsidian was too intently focused on his book to hear the door or notice the change in the smell, the man walked forward a little and glanced down a couple of isles and continued forward.

He stumbled on a book on the floor and accidently hit a bookshelf loudly with his hand in the process. Obsidian's head shot towards the source of the noise and flicked out his tongue to get a register on the intruder. "human" he thought dejectedly, but then he brightened, "an unfamiliar human that smells of fear! hmm an intruder, Tom wouldn't mind if I help myself to an unwanted guest" Obsidian smirked, closed the book with his tail, and stealthily slithered towards the human.

Bartemius Crouch Jr. was nothaving a good day, make that a good couple of months. After having switched places with his death ridden mother to get out of Azkaban he had immediately run from his father and towards were he knew the Dark Lord's manor was. He had escaped Azkaban two months ago. Since escaping he had steadily made his way towards Little Hangleton living off of things he caught in the forest while outrunning light wizards who had caught onto him and his parents' scheme. He had finally arrived at the manor only to find it completely empty. He had searched every room but they were all empty even the prisoners chambers!

He was making his way through the library on his way out in order to rethink his plan to meet up with the Dark Lord. He quietly entered the library using the back door, and made his way down the main path, checking every isle in case there was a house elf or something that could tell him were everyone was. Now he was getting really scared what if they had moved headquarters far away? Like to Switzerland! Lost in thought he tripped over a book that was lying on the ground, he flailed his arms to keep balance but accidentally hit his hand into a bookshelf.

The pain was sharp but Barty clamped his mouth shut and kneeled on the ground holding his hand."FUCK! Who in their right mind leaves a book lying on the ground?" Barty suddenly realized the significance of what the book meant "SOMEONE THAT'S HERE! That's who!"

Barty heard a sort of "SHULLLP-" noise and turned his head in that direction, only to see an immense shadow heading towards him from behind a bookshelf. Barty whipped out his knife, since his wand had been broken during his stay in Azkaban, and pointed it at the shadow.

"I'm not afraid of you!" He shouted half in fear and half about the fact that someone was trying to scare him. A book clattered to the ground on the other side of the room and Barty spun towards the noise leaving his back completely open.

Obsidian's smile widened "I love toying with my prey" he thought, and when the man had turned towards where a book Obsidian had carefully balanced fell he came up behind his prey in all of his full sized glory and towered menacingly over the man. The man seeming to have noticed a dark shadow over him turned around and choked back a scream. Obsidian Laughed at the man's foolishness.

"~Be jovial human! You will soon provide substance for the great Basilisk Prince Obsidian!~"

Barty looked up at the form behind him in shock "there was a basilisk in his lord's manor! And it was trying to attack him!" Barty scrambled away from the giant black snake and shakily held his knife in front of him. The basilisk looked at the knife and flicked it away with a swat of its head sending Barty to the ground. The Basilisk approached where he was sitting on the ground and headed towards him.

Barty frantically scooted away until his back was against the wall, he quickly scanned left and right but there was no way he could get out, he was surrounded by two bookshelves, which the basilisk carefully left standing when he approached Barty in a predeator-like manner. "this is it" Barty thought dejectedly "this is how I'm going to die, oh please Lord Voldemort! Don't let me die here!" Barty crouched on the ground and raised his arms to the air to pray to his dark lord and his sleeves fell down to his shoulders revealing the dark mark.

Obsidian looked at the stupid man before him who had his arm's spread to the sky, praying to some god probably. Obsidian rushed forward to strike the man but then noticed something on his left forearm, a tattoo of a skull with a snake coming out of the mouth. "that looks familiar, where have I seen that before?".

While Obsidian was lost in thought the man took this opportunity to sneak around Obsidian and head towards the front door of the library, but just as the man was almost to the door Obsidian whipped his head towards him and the man froze. "That's it!" Obsidian thought "That's Tom's symbol! Damn! That means I can't eat him! Well better tell Tom about this and take this guy to make sure he hasn't betrayed him or something" Obsidian shrunk down to his smaller size and headed towards the man who was gawking at him.

Barty looked at the Basilisk in shock, it had just considerably shrunk and now headed towards him. Barty looked down at the small basilisk in front of him wide eyed, how did it do that? Since when do basilisks know magic? While Barty was considering these questions the Basilisk got impatient and hit Barty in the leg with its tail to get his attention.

Barty looked down at the snake which looked him straight in the eyes then headed towards the back door. Barty looked at it dumbstruck not moving from the spot he was standing, but the Basilisk stopped and turned around gesturing for Barty to follow it. Barty quickly followed the Basilisk out of the library, down the hall, and into the Dark Lords meeting chamber which sat empty still. Barty looked down at the Basilisk.

"I've already been here, it's empty so we better check somewhere else" The basilisk glared at Barty and headed towards the fireplace in the corner of the room.

"Stupid Human" Obsidian thought "thinking I can understand his jabbering". When he reached the fireplace he riffled through a pile of wood sitting next to the fireplace until he found a small, red, velvet bag that was tied together. Holding onto the bag with his tail and untying it with his teeth, Obsidian wrapped his tail around the opening of the bag, and swung his tail towards the fireplace, emptying the bag's contents into the fireplace. He quickly said,

"~Tom Marvolo Riddle~" and a face came into view out of a previously fire. Obsidian knew Tom's full name because one day he had asked Tom why he should call him Tom if his name was Voldemort, Tom replied saying his name wasn't actually Voldemort and only people who fear him or are his followers should call him that and since Obsidian is neither he can call him Tom.

Malfoy Manor

The Dark Lord sat on the Malfoy family's lavish couch awaiting Lucius to give him an overview of Lucius' plan to break some of his followers out of Azkaban. "I still need Avery, Mulciber, Nott, and McNair, and I guess Crabbe and Goyle" The Dark Lord Absentmindedly swished the wine in the glass Lucius had given him around, bored.

"~TOM!~" Voldemort looked up, surprised that someone was speaking the language of snakes until he recognized the voice as Obsidian's. He stood up looking for the Basilisk until he heard him again.

"~IN THE FIREPLACE~" The Dark Lord walked over to the fireplace and saw a shape in the fire within it. It was the scarred face of Obsidian peering at him.

" ~How'd you know how to use fire-call?~" He asked Obsidian.

"~No matter of that,~" he replied "~I found a man wandering about your manor, he bears your mark but I do not recognize him, should I dispose of him?~"

"~ don't 'dispose of him' just yet, show him to me first~" Suddenly Obsidian's face disappeared and the face of Bartemius Crouch Jr. showed through the fire. Now the Dark Lord was definitely surprised, he had heard the Crouch had died in Azkaban.

Crouch saw his him and his face in the fire lit up "My Lord! I've found you! I've been searching for months! I was about to give up when this weird Basilisk attacked me then instead of killing me shrunk and fire-called you! Where are you by the way?" Voldemort looked at Crouch intently, how was he smart enough to escape Azkaban and fake his own death?

"enough questions Crouch, you can trust the Basilisk, I will be there within half an hour, get yourself cleaned up for a meeting immediately, send the Basilisk back up here" Barty's face got kind of sad and then he reluctantly let Obsidian speak to the Dark Lord.

"~Obsidian that man is one of my key Death Eaters do not do anything to him~" Obsidian reluctantly nodded his head and then ended the fire-call.

Voldemort sighed and headed towards the kitchen that Lucius had entered over an hour ago, only to see him scolding an elf for burning a batch of green snake shaped cookies. Lucius turned towards him when he heard approach, Voldemort looked at Lucius an then towards the cookies questioningly and then just shook his head. Lucius quickly walked over to the Dark Lord while brushing himself off,

"I'm sorry it took me so long milord, it just seems that the house elves here don't know how to use a timer" Lucius glared at the elf and then led Voldemort back towards the living room, but Voldemort stopped him before they reached the couch.

"I'm sorry Lucius but I have to go, it appears that Barty Crouch is alive and was wandering through my house, be prepared for a meeting about half an hour" With that the Dark Lord Apparated to his manor leaving Lucius alone in his living room.

A house elf holding a tray of oddly shaped greenish cookies ran up to him and kneeled presenting the cookies towards his master but Lucius looked down sadly at the cookies.

"it doesn't matter now" and he solemnly walked up the stairs to get ready for the meeting.

Riddle Manor

Obsidian cut off the transmission with Tom and looked behind him to see the man rush out the room and towards the direction of the bathroom, probably to clean up before Tom gets back. Obsidian left the room and headed towards the main foyer and out the front door, stopping on the front step to check the sun. He still had enough time before night to do some hunting, he slithered over to the field next to the house and busied himself with attempted hunting.

The dark Lord Apparated into an empty meeting chamber, he looked around for Obsidian but the basilisk was nowhere to be seen, he wasn't too worried since Obsidian was a basilisk but he had hoped that Obsidian would be there for the meeting in order to get reacquainted with his death eaters and not mistakenly attack them. The dark lord looked around the dusty chamber and used a cleaning charm to make the chamber spotless.

While he was admiring his work Crouch ran into the room wearing prison garb but otherwise looking fairly clean. Upon seeing Voldemort Barty knelt on the floor close to him and started kissing the hem of his robes.

"m-my lord!" he stuttered "it's so good to see you!" he went back to kissing Voldemort's robes but the Dark Lord stepped away.

"that'll be enough of that, I just had these cleaned" he looked over Barty and nodded "that will be fine for now but after the meeting get some fresh robes from the closet in the guest room" Barty looked overjoyed at this and stood up and bowed deeply.

"Thank you my lord! But I may need a new wand too, mine got broken in Azkaban" The Dark Lord waved this off.

"fine, fine whatever, we'll get you a new wand later. Now present your arm" Barty smiled enthusiastically and presented his marked arm to the Dark Lord. Voldemort took out his wand and pressed the tip of it to Barty's arm.

After no more than two minutes there were seven people in the room and a snake at the moment being held by Malfoy. Malfoy put the snake on the ground and it angrily slithered towards Voldemort.

"~YOU FORGOT ME!~" Nagini cried angrily.

"~Sorry my dear I promise it will never happen again~"

"~It better not or you may find yourself out of a familiar!~' the Dark Lord nodded and lowered his arm to the ground where Nagini then slithered up it and onto his shoulders. Then Voldemort addressed his gathered Death Eaters.

"My Loyal Followers as you may have noticed, one of your brothers has returned to your ranks, Bartemius Crouch Jr.. I assure you that this is the real one, many of you may have thought that he was dead like myself but he was in fact not and is now with us here today!" Voldemort gestured to Barty to join the line of Death Eaters and Barty enthusiastically nodded and ran over to the others. "Now Bellatrix what progress have you made in the search for Harry Potter?"

Obsidian angrily slithered inside the Manor, he had not successfully caught anything! The only thing he had succeeded in was getting tired. The rabbits here are too smart, if only he could go back to his normal size, then he would be able to catch all these stupid little rabbits!

He entered the meeting chamber and saw the Tom in deep discussion with his Death Eaters, he looked wearily to the comfy looking rug by the roaring fire and assumed his normal size. He slithered over to the rug unnoticed by the Death Eaters in the heat of discussion and laid down on the comfy rug and started to drift off to sleep until two of Tom's Death Eater's broke into a shout fight. Soon everyone was yelling including Nagini even though no one except Tom and him could understand her.

Obsidian sat back up and looked over to Tom "~Tom can you guys quiet it down?~" but his voice went unnoticed to the Dark Lord. Obsidian tried again "~TOM!~" but Tom's only focus at the second was on the argument.

Obsidian was distraught, "I need them to understand me!" suddenly he felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He stood up hoping that maybe this time he could yell louder than before and get Tom's attention.

"SSSSIIILENSCESSSSS!"

The Dark Lord and all his Death Eaters were suddenly silent as they all turned towards the source of the incredibly loud and annoyed voice. There standing on the rug near the fireplace stood what looked to be a boy. The boy looked to be 14 or 15, he was completely naked and had straight black hair that touched the floor, there were small scars covering parts of his body and large scars covering almost the entire left half of his face, the boy looked evenly muscled yet very pale.

The boy looked directly into the red eyes of the Dark Lord, the boys eyes were bright emerald green and were slitted like a snake's "~Much better~" the boy spoke in Parseltongue to the Dark Lord and then proceeded to curl up on the rug and fall asleep.

The Death Eaters looked at each other slack jawed and then to their Lord who looked as confused as them.

"~I think that was Obsidian~" said Nagini in awe, Voldemort looked at Nagini then to the sleeping boy, thinking of the Basilisks identical eyes and scars on his face.

"~I think you may be right about that Nagini~"

AN: WOOO! Finished! Now this chapter was exciting at the end like I promised right?

*Spoiler alert!*

Ok so I was going to have a Hogwarts arc in this story and I was thinking of having Obsidian go disguised as Snape's nephew (lol get it! He would be Obsidian Prince?) but I don't really know how that would work so if you like the idea and have help for it please review with your idea or if you have another way he could successfully get into Hogwarts not as Obsidian Riddle or Harry Potter tell me your ideas! Also open to changing his first name during Hogwarts arc but he might have too many alias' then.

*Spoiler over!*

Human Form Obsidian Description: Ok so Obsidian is fairly tall with long kind of messy straight black hair that barely touches the ground, he has emerald green eyes that have slitted pupil's like a snake's or a cat's, his tongue is forked and is a blackish dark purple color and he's got kind of strange looking sharp teeth, his scars that cover the left side of his face mostly go from the middle of the bridge of his nose to the left side of his face, the lower left is scarless except for one going over his left eye and reaching down his face, his other scars cover the famous lightning bolt scar, he also has smaller scars covering his body from his six years living with the Dursly's and since he had them before and they weren't caused by something magical he didn't have them when he was a Basilisk, he's really pale because as a snake only his scales touch the sunlight not his bare skin, and no need for glasses with great snaky vision!

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Next Time! Voldemort Obsidian Interrogation and Shopping and a haircut!

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-KaosDemon