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Title: Obsidian Prince
Pairings: none
Rating: T
Warnings: murder, cannabalism

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.

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Chapter 11

Obsidian took a step back in shock, "~ you're my what?~"

Voldemort smiled and took a step towards Obsidian "~Obsidian, I am your father~"

Obsidian glared at Voldemort "~you human~" he spat "~are not my father, Cadus is~"

Voldemort shook his head "~no matter how much you wish it to be true it never will be, Harry~"

As soon as Voldemort spoke of his original name Obsidian sunk to his knees in pain, his hand firmly pressed against his forehead.

He closed his eyes and when he opened them he was in a sort of hallway lined wall to wall with picture frames. Obsidian looked at the frames closest to him and saw that they were pictures of his brief adventure with apparition and of his time in Riddle Manor.

He looked towards the end of the hall and saw that all of the lights were off down there and a mist wafted around. Obsidian headed down there but the more he walked, the harder it was to breathe. He had to stop and lean against a wall for a break when he was almost there.

He looked at the picture nearest to him and it was of his first winter with Cadus. Obsidian smiled, and headed into the fog.

It was dark and thick and he could hardly breathe but he trudged on until he reached the end of the hallway. Obsidian looked around but he couldn't see anything, not even his hand in front of him. He was about to turn back when his eyes caught something red. He headed towards the redness until he reached a picture frame.

Obsidian waved his hand in front of him, and the fog dispelled enough for Obsidian to see a picture residing in a blood red frame. Obsidian's throat clenched the picture was of a face. It was the face of a man but the only visible characteristic of the face were two unmistakable piercing red eyes.

Obsidian's eyes widened as all of a sudden the entire hallway was lit and he remembered everything.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the Dark Lord who was looking down at Obsidian in worry. Obsidian smirked and Severus tried to help him up but Obsidian waved him off and stood up.

Obsidian smiled chillingly "~so Tom, you murdered my birth parents, causing my life to become a living hell for 6 years, you attempted to kill me, and now you truly think that I'll believe that you are my father? Good luck trying. ~" Obsidian turned and headed towards the nearest door.

"~Harry! Wait!~" Voldemort pleaded.

Obsidian turned around his green eyes glowing, the aura of the room darkening considerably sending shivers down Severus' and even Fenrir's spines. "~Don't you ever say that name again in my presence Harry Potter has been dead for 9 years~" Obsidian hissed. Then he gracefully walked out of the room and slammed the door.

Voldemort stood there for a second and then walked back to his throne and sat down. He sighed and then summoned a bottle of firewhisky.

Fenrir stood up and walked over to the Dark Lord who was at the moment drinking an awful lot of firewhisky. "Lord Voldemort?" he asked.

The Dark Lord grunted in reply. Fenrir continued "why is prince Obsidian so important to you? When I found him he told me in the common magical animal language that he had to see you immediately."

Voldemort sat up "that's because he's my son"

Fenrir stumbled back a few steps "you're son? I thought that overuse of dark magic made you sterile?"

Voldemort shrugged "so did I, don't go spreading this information to anyone who's not in the inner circle. Also Fenrir you are officially reinstated as an inner circle death eater even though you haven't made contact since my rebirth, by bringing me back my son you've shown me your loyalty"

Fenrir nodded and then Apparated away. Voldemort looked to Snape who had been absentmindedly fiddling with his hair.

"Severus!" Voldemort shouted.

Snape immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up "yes My Lord?"

"find out where Obsidian Apparated when he was missing and then report back to me" Voldemort said.

Snape looked at the Dark Lord in confusion "how am I supposed to do that? I don't understand Parseltongue."

Voldemort sighed "Just make some sort of temporary universal translator potion or something like that, you're a potions master. That shouldn't be beyond your capability."

Snape nodded and Apparated back to his manor.

Voldemort sat alone in his throne room for awhile until he headed to the library in order to find a way to teach Obsidian English.

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Obsidian angrily walked down the stairs and out the front door of the manor. He headed directly out the front gate and into the town.

He took a gravel path that led from the house into the main town. He walked through the main road in amazement; there were shops and people everywhere! (for Obsidian like 25 people is a lot in reality the street probably wasn't that crowded.) Obsidian was instantly overwhelmed by all of the smells and ran for a place that he smelled to be close to nature.

Obsidian stumbled upon an abandoned park behind a schoolhouse and sat on a swing. Tom was going to be furious when he discovered Obsidian to be missing. Obsidian immediately disregarded the thought, why should he care what Tom thinks? Tom killed his birth family and had the nerve to call himself Obsidian's father!

He huffed and started pumping his legs, he was too absorbed in his thoughts and swinging that he didn't register a smell approaching. He only noticed when the source was right in front of him. Obsidian stopped swinging when he noticed a little girl standing slightly in front of the swings.

He skidded to a stop and the girl looked at him, she looked to be about 4 with bright blue eyes and curly blonde hair. Her eyes were very round and seemed to peer into Obsidian's soul as the girl looked at him.

She raised an arm and pointed at him "wat's rong wit yo face?" she asked.

Obsidian just looked at her not knowing how to respond since he had no idea what she was saying. She looked at him weird and walked closer to where he was on the swing, she moved her hand to touch his face but he grabbed her arm before she could make contact.

The girl looked down at her arm in surprise and started crying. Obsidian's eyes widened, crying attracts attention and attention was something that Obsidian did not need. He glanced around to make sure that no one was there and he clamped a hand over the girl's mouth to quiet her, she bit his hand.

Obsidian looked down to see that it was bleeding and he glared down at the girl who stopped crying when she saw Obsidian's enraged face. "~The last time someone made me bleed I gouged out both of their eyes, but they were a worthy opponent in battle and you I am afraid are not in any way a worthy opponent so I see no value in letting you live.~"

The girl was wide eyed at the sight of Obsidian's sharp teeth and forked tongue and that the words he spoke sounded like a snake. She was about to scream again but Obsidian leaped off the swing and landed on top of the girl. Before she could regain her breathe he efficiently snapped her neck.

He stood up and brushed off himself before he calmly looked around and dragged the body of the girl into the forest, and savagely ate/maimed her.

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The dark Lord searched until it was dark for a book on translation and he finally found one. It stated that one could charm an object such as a necklace or a ring so that it allows the wearer to speak the language that the ring was charmed with, but it also stated that the bearer cannot speak their original language unless they remove the charmed accessory.

Voldemort sighed, this wasn't going to be easy. He could go buy Obsidian a ring so that he could temporarily know English when needed but that would only be temporary, he would still need to teach Obsidian how to speak English. The ring could be lost easily and it would be more helpful if Obsidian could know both languages and speak them at his will.

The Dark Lord headed towards the living room so he could firecall Severus and tell him he didn't have to make a potion when Obsidian walked in the front door covered in blood.

Voldemort stopped in his tracks and looked at Obsidian, his entire shirtless chest was covered in blood and his pants were soaked in it, some was even dripping off of his face.

Voldemort dropped the book he was carrying and ran over to Obsidian and grabbed him. Obsidian easily slid out of Voldemort's grasp and stared at him. "~Was there something you needed Tom?~" Obsidian asked.

"~Where were you! And why are you covered in blood?~" Voldemort asked exasperated.

Obsidian smirked "~you are not my father so it's none of your business where I've been, and just so you know this is not my blood~" Obsidian moved to walk passed Voldemort and up the stairs but was held in place by some unknown force.

Voldemort walked in front of Obsidian with his wand trained on him and a blue light coming out of it and wrapped around Obsidian's legs.

"~You most certainly are my son, I assure you this, Severus had the test done ages ago when you first left the Dursly's. So it is my business were you've gone and why are you covered in all of that blood?~" The Dark Lord said angrily, losing his patience.

Obsidian's eyes widened "~it's true? You really are my father? Then why did you try to kill me back then and who were the Potters to me?~"

Voldemort sighed "~ answer my questions first and then I'll answer yours~". Obsidian nodded in response. "~first of all, Where did you go before when you tried to apparate?~"

Obsidian screwed his face up In thought "~I ended up on a table in a large room, the room had a ceiling that looked like the sky but didn't smell of it. There were two men and one that looked to be my age there. One of the men was shaggy and smelled like a dog, the other was a werewolf with scars on his face, and the youngling was chubby and looked kind of pompous.~"

Voldemort's eyes widened "~you just did what no one else thought could be done, you Apparated into Hogwarts~"

Obsidian shrugged "~I'd rather not go back there anytime soon, there was an elderly wizard there who looked at me like I was some sort of object~"

Voldemort chuckled "~ah yes Dumbledore, he gave me the chills when I went to Hogwarts many years ago~"

Obsidian snorted "~you actually went to school there?~"

Voldemort nodded "~don't worry Obsidian soon you'll get the whole Hogwarts experience~"

Obsidian narrowed his eyes "~What do you mean?~"

Voldemort smirked "~come this September you will be attending Hogwarts, as a student~"

Obsidian looked at Voldemort wide eyed "~What!~"

Voldemort smiled "~ what better way to learn of the world then to go to school. Am I not right son?~"

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Author Note: Sorry again for the long wait guys, I've been trying to make up work for the end of the semester. But don't worry guys, with the dawning of the new semester dawns a lot of free time!

Ok so now according to me there is a universal language for all magical creatures so that they can talk to each other, I'm thinking that it might be like ancient Latin or something but I'm not sure yet.

For all you Fenrir fans he is now a regular character in the story! Don't distress Barty lovers I'll put him in the next chapter. Draco's going to be in the next chapter also so look out! :D

If you have any questions or see any inconsistencies in the story send me a message or review and I'll attempt to fix it!

Thanks for reading!

-KaosDemon

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