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I walked with the logs floating behind me to the bonfire and put them on it. I know, I am showing off to the crowd. The wind was blowing through my hair, the sun was setting so there was a nice orange glow around me, almost a Halo, too bad Lilly isn't here or she would swoon over me, nope, I don't need to do an Nr2.

"Impressive Magic for a boy his age." I heard a man's voice say.

I turned around to see who was praising me… Hmm? "Tom?"

37 A Lord?

Before me stood Tom Riddle, his eyes already had a red shine, the nose was still there on his face, so was his hair. Behind him are his minions, Malfoy, Nott, Lestrange, and their kids. No doubt to negotiate a marriage and promote his cause.

"My name is Lord Voldemort, boy." said Tom with an annoyed face, "I am the Heir of Slytherin."

I acted surprised: "But I saw your picture in the Trophy room, it said Tom Marvolo Riddle, and be honest Sir, Running away from Death in French is not a real name is it? The second last to claim Heir of Slytherin was Morphin Gaunt, his father was Marvolo Gaunt, the Gaunts were the last of the Slytherin line. Did you know that Morphin was sent to Azkaban for killing his neighbors the Riddles?"

With an innocent face, I asked: "So why does Tom Marvolo Riddle's Trophy have your picture? Oh, and thank you for your compliment, I am quite good at Magic already."

Tom had a hard time controlling his temper: "That must be a ploy from the Headmaster to discredit me. And for your information, little boy, you have hardly scraped on the amount of Magic knowledge there is in this world."

I protested: "Hey! I bet that I can do a spell you can't! Do you want to bet on it?"

Tom frowned: "I don't gamble with children, little boy, but prove it if you can."

Hah! It is time to kick his superiority complex up his ass, I concentrated and did a silent Messenger Patronus to Lilly. The crowd saw a big Dog Patronus come out, looked at me, and took off in the direction of Potter Manor.

I turned to Tom and said: "How about it, Sir? I can show you another one if you want."

Tom was raging inside, he never could do that spell due to the emotions it required, emotions he didn't have.

He took the bait and said: "Show the other one first, boy."

I smiled innocently and raised my wand: "I, Sirius Orion Black swear on my Magic that up till now, I have never killed more than 10 Pure Blood Wizards in cold blood in this world. So Mote It Be!"

I ended it with another Patronus, to James this time, "Well, Sir? Can you do the same Oath? Maybe do less than a 100? Or maybe say that you care about the Pure Blood Cause?"

Surrounded by curious Pure Bloods, Tom felt cornered and humiliated, again, he could not do it without losing his Magic, the second spell was worse, he was promoting the Pure Blood cause and being challenged to make an Oath he knew he would fail, it would set his plans back for a decade.

Tom tried to save the furniture from the fire: "You got me, little boy, I admit that the Patronus is a spell I did not bother to learn, Dementors are no treat to me, so that spell is useless. And I hate to disappoint the crowd, but I do not make Oats that can backfire on me in later years."

I shrugged: "No problem, I understand that you still need the trust of your servants. But did you know that the current Heir of Slytherin is the son of the squib Merope Gaunt and the Muggle Tom Riddle? That is why that Trophy said Tom Marvolo Riddle. Why do you think you are the Heir of Slytherin, Sir?"

My two times casting a Patronus kept the attention on me, a NEWT spell done by a kid with four months of education was unheard of, adding my performance with the Yule logs, I am the second coming of Merlin. My comments were spot on, Tom has to admit he is a mud blood to be Heir Slytherin or has to prove his Pure Blood lineage as a Voldemort. Both will bite him in the ass. Now that he is openly questioned about his lineage in the presence of a lot of his followers and potential followers, he needs to get back in control.

Tom bit back: "There is no proof that Merope had a child, little boy. What can you possibly know about something that happened over forty years ago? I proved that I am the Heir of Slytherin years ago."

I raised my voice: "Then you also know why you are Not LORD Slytherin, Sir. Magic refused your Claim, didn't it? Why did it refuse you? One of the reasons can be that you are responsible for the death of the previous Lord, fully knowing what your actions caused. Another reason can be that you performed rituals that you can not be called human again. There may be other reasons I don't know of, Sir."

I frowned: "Sorry sir, I am warded against compulsion and mind-altering Charms, I applaud you for being able to do them Wandless."

Tom grinds his teeth: "I see that I am not welcome here by letting a mere child insult me in front of my peers. I bid you good day sirs."

He heard my last line: "According to your propaganda you are not our peer, but a Mudblood that stole our Magic."

Malfoy, Nott, and Lestrange followed him back out like sheep. Cygnus and Druella were fuming.

Walburga could not control herself and shouted: "You cursed child! Do you realize what you have done? He is the last hope of our way of life!"

"Oh, put a sock in it, Walburga! He is a Mudblood who wants to destroy all Pure-Bloods! Tell me Grandfather, how were Muggle-born orphans treated in Slytherin 40 years ago? Were they treasured and helped in their education? Did all those Pure Bloods cuddle him? He is planning to start a war between Pure Bloods to kill us all off!"

I glared at Uncle Cygnus: "And you were going to whore your daughters off to his inner circle to gain some favor isn't it, Uncle? Since when are the Blacks beggars to get some table scraps?"

I turned to Bellatrix: "Trixy! Who do you prefer, Rastaban or Rudolphus? The one with one NEWT or the one with two NEWTS? Or Andromeda, do you like Theodore Nott? The one that is accused of raping at least four girls at Hogwarts? Or does Narcissa want her Lucius, one that has more interest in boys than girls?"

At least I had the old ones' attention, they were constantly whispering among each other, Father had a complicated expression on his face, he probably didn't know who to believe in anymore. The real opposition is Cygnus, Druella, and Bellatrix, Narcissa is sitting on the fence, after seeing Lucius's panty, she has second thoughts.

I added some coals on the fire: "Ah! They already took you to one of their revels, isn't it Trixy? Tell me how many Muggles have you tortured already? Did you kill some? Are you turning into a rabid animal, Trixy? Oh, Merlin! You did! Tell me, Trixy, did it feel good to let the inner beast loose? Did you feel like a noble Daughter? Vile Bitch."

That moment, a big dog Patronus stopped in front of me and Lilly's voice said: "Happy Yule to you too, Siri, James' parents are very impressed. Nice Dog by the way."

I grinned to Grandfather and said: "That was my future wife, Gramps. She is ahead of me with the Magic theory, I am in the lead with the practical courses."

The whispers between the old ones increased while a fuming Walburga wanted to leave with Cygnus and Druella.

Bellatrix wanted to follow after them but Grandfather stopped them: "Stay here Bellatrix. Cygnus, we won't support that man or that movement for now. Don't make any promises to them that you can not keep. Walburga! For your behavior against your sons, you are to move to the villa in France, Orion, the choice to move with her or stay here is yours alone. Know this, the moment Walburga sets one foot back in Britain again, she will be kicked out of House Black. Using Crucio's on little children is the act of an insane woman."

Grandpa looked at Cygnus: "Boy, I can not stop you from marrying your daughters off to anyone. What I can do is refuse to pay for their dowry and revoke their stipends to their trust vaults. As I suspect that is the major reason they want to marry the girls anyway. Think about it."

Great move Gramps! Close the wallet and the Nifflers will go away. The Yule dinner was a bit awkward I shook the family tree, and some of the rotten fruit fell off. I am a bit disappointed by Bellatrix, in my memory she was a nice girl, but the change must have happened one or two years ago.

Xxxxx

When the dinner was over, Grandpa and the old fossils took me to his office to have a serious conversation. Once inside the office, I was surrounded by them, all with their wands pointed at me.

Gramps sat behind his desk and said: "You have ten minutes to explain yourself, after that, we will get those answers out of your head by force."

I did not expect that so soon, although my outshining Tom triggered it I suppose. Somehow they did not impress me, it is as if you are in a retirement center and some old fogies are raising their fist at you. My caretaker wasn't impressed at all when I did that.

I sighed and started my bullshit story: "Do you believe in alternate realities, Grandfather? Or in the interference of higher beings? Well, it is one of those two or even both, but on the train to Hogwarts, I got a set of memories of a possible future. A future that predicted the end of House Black, a future that would decimate the Pure Bloods. And that future begins with Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters, they used to call themselves the Knights of Walpurgis, but changed it because Walpurgis is a synonym for witch hunting."

I continued: "That war has already started, one by one they will silently eliminate the opposition, and poison the minds of the younger purebloods with the help of Dumbledore. Expect an assassination attempt within a month, Grandfather. They will focus on the veterans of the Grindelwald war first."

I shrugged: "With those memories came the knowledge of Druid Magic. I have been training it since September 1. I wrote to you about Voldemort and his real name, a childish anagram of his name, but I did not tell you that he created Horcruxes, five of them at the moment. By the reaction of everyone, you know what they are, Herpo the fool, in fivefold. I guess I have to try and stop it all. What do you think, is it enough?"

Grandpa asked: "How certain are you that he made them? That is the foulest Magic possible."

Uncle Alphard commented: "That is why he could not cast a Patronus, a Patronus is positive soul Magic, a ripped Soul can not produce that, or have positive emotions."

"A few years ago, he applied for a job at Hogwarts," I explained, "He made use of that interview to hide one of them in the castle and link a curse on it to the Dada position. Nobody can hold that position for longer than one year. It is the Tiara of Ravenclaw, he tricked the Ghost from Helena Ravenclaw to tell where she hid it. Yes, the Gray Lady is Helena, Rowena's daughter."

I added: "You better make it a habit to cremate your dead, Tom has the nasty habit of robbing the graves and turning them into Inferi. Imagine facing your loved ones as Inferi, can you destroy them?"

Grandpa looked me in the eyes and asked: "Are you Sirius with extra memories or are you a spirit that took over my Grandchild's body?"

I held my hands up helplessly, "I don't know, what I do know is that this is the sixth world those memories traveled to. Or that spirit, that is possible too."

Aunty Cassiopeia asked: "You said earlier that Dumbledore helps him in his cause, how does he do that?"

Dumbledore pretends that he is a front fighter for the Muggleborn's rights, he replaced the Wizarding rites with the Christian holidays, to let them feel welcome in our world. But he doesn't do anything against the discrimination against the Muggleborn by the purebloods. The purebloods are feeling threatened because our beliefs are pushed aside in favor of the religion that was hunting us down a few centuries ago."

I looked around and said: "In other words, he is making us hate each other. He promotes the Christian religion and condones abuse against Muggle-borns. Add the fact that the Muggle-borns don't get our customs taught and the Muggle studies course is a joke, it makes the perfect breeding ground for conflicts. And Dumbledore is smiling at it."

Am I doing the same? Yes, probably I am, do I care? Not one bit. Is it entertaining for ROB? I bloody hope so. I am working my ass off to make it interesting, that stunt I pulled with Tom had me almost shitting my pants. It works though, three quarters of the wands pointed at me are lowered.

Pollux, one of those with his wand pointed at me asked, "How does he manage to kill us without being detected?"

I answered: "In the previous world Tracey had a theory, she called it a Trojan Horse, like today for example, some of his followers will visit you at home and ask you to join their forces. When they enter your wards, they drop a ward stone that has a link with a twin outside your own wards. That ward stone will worm its way into the original wards and create a back door linked to that twin stone."

When I saw their shocked faces I added: "Imperio one at the floo control to close it for maintenance and raise anti apparate and portkey wards. They have all the time to make it look like a natural death. If you don't believe me, search the place where they entered and left the mansion."

Grandfather called out: "Dinkle? Did you hear? Search the ward line where they entered and left for such ward stones." He looked worried, "If there are such Trojan Horses, then we need to warn our friends. That strategy is very plausible and the success rate is high."

When Dinkle returned with the twin ward stones, I left the old folks with their worries.

Xxxxx

We spent Christmas at Lilly's. James, Severus, and me, Wolf-wolf had to be caged, full moon was coming up. During the day, we noticed that Snape was extra mean to Petunia, he kept making hurtful remarks.

I nudged Lilly and said: "There is your reason why Petunia hates Magic, you better put a muzzle on the bat before it gets out of hand, I will take care of Petunia."

Lilly nodded and pulled Snape away by his ear, I sat down next to Petunia and asked: "Was Severus always behaving like that? That is not our way, you know."

Petunia had tears in her eyes: "From the moment he saw Lilly do Magic he treated me like I am trash, Lilly got blinded by that awful boy."

I softly explained: "His father is abusing him and his mother, Lilly is his beacon to a better life. He is fanatical about keeping her close, afraid to lose her, he is trying to shield her from everyone. Because his father has no Magic and abuses him he is starting to hate people that don't have Magic. Lilly is beating some common sense into his head right now."

I nudged my shoulder to hers and said: "I bet you have a little Magic in you, not enough to enter Hogwarts, but I bet there is enough to let you brew potions or let you study Runes and enchanting. You can home-study those. Never let anyone tell you that you can not do Magic. For example, ask Lilly the recipe for a skin creme, that is easy to mix, and you can make a nice living off it as long as you keep the Magic a secret."

Petunia's tears dried up, "Won't I get in trouble if I do that? Skin clearing up overnight is showing Magic isn't it?"

I shrugged: "Not really, dilute the cream 1 to 10 with a normal skin cream, claim it as a secret recipe from a granny, and keep the business small. Our Ministry allows the squibs to earn money if they keep it small. Mind you, you don't have to start a business, it is just a suggestion."

James was glued to the screen of the TV, Lilly's parents had a brand new color TV, and he was hooked. He commented: "Siri! Look at those plays! We don't have Magic like that, is this real?"

I laughed: "Nope, mate. That is a cartoon, How The Gringe Stole Christmas is just a play with animated drawings. That is not all the Muggles can do, didn't Lilly tell you that Muggles landed on the Moon last year?"

James looked up from the screen, "No… that is true? I thought she was joking. How did they get up there? The highest someone flew was twenty-four thousand feet up, according to that bloke it was freezing cold and hard to breathe."

Mr. Evans commented: "That is about the height of Mount Everest, and you are right, at that height there is not enough oxygen to stay for long periods. And I think I have some newspapers from last year with the moon landing reports."

That was a fun day, Lilly bashed some manners into Snape's head, James got a Crash course in the Muggle way of life, and I let Petunia experience her first Magic… that sounds not perverted! I am bloody eleven years old! Hey, I can not help it that she got a crush on me, a thirteen-year-old has raging hormones… She was my Mum not four months ago!

Xxxxx

On the train ride to Hogwarts, Snape seems to get the message from Lilly, he sits with his Puff friends. I filled them in: "Walburga and Father moved to France. She didn't take the risk to get kicked out of the family. It was that or a stay in Azkaban, Gramps was furious when he found out she tried to Crucio me when I got home. My showing of advanced Magic made him take my side. You had to see their faces when I sent that messenger Patronus to you, Lilly."

James commented: "You should have seen our faces when it arrived at our place, Siri. More so when the second one came for me. I admit, I had to pick up my jaw from the floor when Lilly sent one back. Lilly had to stop my Mum by telling her she was already spoken for, or Mum was writing a betrothal contract for her."

James frowned: "How did you manage to bag her so fast? It is only four months, Siri! That is way too fast! Severus looked as if his puppy got killed when he heard it."

I smirked: "I am that good, mate. My charm is heaven-defying, my looks are out of this world, they say I am a shining example of the male side of the Human race. Lilly is one on the female side, of course. We are making Perfection into reality."

Lilly said: "Can you both not talk as if I am not here? Siri? I doubt you are the next best thing since sliced bread. And it will take a long time before you will get a chance to make that perfection, I am not ready for kids at all."

That moment the door slammed open, and the three menaces came inside, I asked: "What is it with those slamming doors? Do you girls get a kick out of it?"

Bellatrix pointed her finger at Lilly: "Is that the harlot that tricked you into betraying your parents?"

I laughed: "Stupid bint! I just met her on the first of September! Walburga started her fucking Crucios when I was barely nine years old! So don't start me on who betrayed who. If it wasn't for me you would have been sold off to Rudolphus, remember that moron with two brain cells? Yes, Trixy, your parents would sell you to get in your muggle-born leader's good book. So back off from Lilly."

Andromeda softly said: "Thank you, Siri, Nott is a sadistic filthy piece of trash, I rather marry a muggle than him. Bella, leave them alone, you still remember how Rudolphus was last year don't you."

Narcissa added: "I asked around, there are rumors of Malfoy and Muggleborn boys. Barnes didn't come back for his NEWTS, even when he was at the top in his year. I just refused to believe those rumors."

Lilly and Bellatrix were having a staring contest, Lilly finally said: "You remind me of a girl I used to know, Tracey was her name. She was a good friend. I hope you will find a love of your own, Miss Black, without someone to love, having a meaningful life will be difficult."

Ah? Lilly thinks Trixy is a Witches Witch? It is possible I guess, that it explains getting completely mad after she married that caveman and his brother. Wolf-wolf sat shell-shocked in a corner of the compartment making himself as small as possible, the information that was released in here was enough to get hexed into next week if he talked about it. Suddenly, making friends with me and James wasn't that appealing anymore.

With a huff, Bella turned and left, followed by her ducklings. I stretched my arms up and put one around Lilly's shoulder, you know, the standard move you do when you are in the movie theater with your first girlfriend? And if you reached far enough, you could almost cop a feel on the top of her boob. What? All you got was a slap on your face you say? It happened to me too, bro, the movie was about cheating boyfriends, go figure. Girls are scary.

I said, "You know honey, the kids will have a bunch of batshit crazy aunts, don't you think?"

Lilly surprised me by nesting herself into my side and answered: "They will if we can keep them alive for the next ten years."

That killed my mood, I preferred an elbow and a joke over that depressing answer. The next set of visitors came, Lucius and his butt boys Crabbe and Goyle… they ARE butt boys! Poor things, although it explains why Lucius wears the pink panty.

"You messed with powers above your station, Black!" he growled, "Don't think this will stay unpunished. You will face the consequences."

I smiled at Lucius, "Right now, Malfoy, he is talking nice to you because he needs your money, give it a few years and you will be glad to be allowed to kiss the hem of his robes. And above my station? A bastard from the Gaunts? Please, have some self-respect. It is not that you can not check what I said is true, or did he ask you to destroy the evidence at Hogwarts? Fuck off Malfoy."

When he tried to take his wand out, he and his boys got thrown out of the compartment by two wandless banishing charms. James and Wolf-wolf were grabbing their wands too. Too late kids, Mum and Dad solved the situation. That is the way to do it, no gestures, or spell shouting, just a look and they went airborne. The best part? They don't believe we did that, someone must have disillusioned himself and waited to ambush them.

Lilly said: "A bit less with the force next time, honey, I could see Malfoy's pink panty when he toppled over, that is not a good memory."

James groaned: "Lilly! You planted some nasty pictures in my head! That is it! Come, Remus, let's find Marlene and Mary, maybe they have a shred of normality in them."

Once they left, I recounted the events on Yule with Tom to Lilly, I ended: "Remember Tracey's theory on how they got through the wards so fast? We confirmed it, like she said, a Trojan Horse, twin Wardstones. I have them with me to research detection spells or Runes for them."

Lilly agreed, "Tracey showed me her data on her research, I think I can find a solution by the end of the month."

Ten minutes later, the door slammed open again, in the doorway were three girls, Marlene, Mary, and Neville's Mum, "You are dating already?" Squealed Marlene when she saw us with my arm around Lilly's shoulder.

Alice shouted: "Dibs to be a Godmother for the first kid!"

Mary: "The second one is mine!"

I commented: "Merlin's beard, Lilly, those girls move fast, they have to wait a few years after we graduate though, or do you want to speed it up?"

There is The Elbow on my side!

Xxxxx

McGonagall was waiting at the entrance of the castle: "Mr. Black, the headmaster wants to see you after dinner."

Hmm? Who ratted me out?