Mama Voldie Beginning

Chapter 3

Harry was so confused what was he doing in a room that clearly was not his cupboard? Did Master and Headmaster know? Is this some sort of test? If it was what was he supposed to do? Slowly he reopened his eyes hoping that the other occupants did not see him open his eyes the first time. Unbeknownst to him, Harry's entire body had gone ridged (a tree was less stiff than him), alerting the entire room to his state of consciousness. Peeking Harry was taken aback by seeing Professor Snape and another man with really red and creepy looking eyes. A small shiver ran down Harry's spine as he just found himself staring at them both. He did not catch whatever Professor Snape said to the other occupant that Harry could not see but he felt himself able to relax a bit more. "Potter, your safe child." Severus spoke in a soft voice. Moving as slowly as possible Severus placed his hand on top of Harry's. It took a minute for Harry to process what the Professor had said. Safe? He had not been safe since before his parents died. The professor could be lying but the memory about the letter floated to the forefront of his mind. Blushing slightly Harry nodded and quietly repeated the word in awe, "Safe?" "Yes, child, safe. The man sitting behind me is my husband, Marvolo. Madam Pomfrey is standing behind you, don't worry she's on our side." Severus exaggeratedly gestured to Marvolo and then Poppy. Harry felt himself calming even more; knowing who was in the room helped. Harry smiled warily and he quietly said, "Thank you...Professor." "None of that child, this is what adults are suppose to do. To protect those who are unable to. Now there are two things that we need to get done with you. One of those objective of ours is that you need to take a classification test. We were able to find away to legally claim custody of you but it helps our side even more if we know your class and it helps you too. The other objective we wish to approach with you is a inheritance test. This could protect you more and even could result in us being able to find our who your dominant or submissive is easier." Marvolo had stepped forward at seeing how scared Harry looked at calling Severus by the wrong title. He handed him a handkerchief, pushing aside his instincts to wipe away his tears himself. Harry looked grateful as he took the hankie and gently wiped them away. He thought about the two requirements these two men had for him and he realized that they were not horrible. It was odd to him though that Marvolo had made it sound like he was going to be a submissive with the way he had tacked on the submissive part to his speech. Harry was the boy who lived he had to be a dominant there was nothing more or less for him to be. He could not be a submissive then he would be to weak to take down the Dark Lord. It was then that Harry remembered he was lying in the house of the Dark Lord's with his potions professor who is married to said Dark Lord and the healer from the school he thought ruled by Dumbledore. But Dumbledore loves me....that's why he does what he does...it is to show me that even when I make mistakes I am still loved by him.

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Severus was worried, Harry had not reacted the way he thought he would. No immediate responses that did not seem prompted. He knew that meant Harry was on the verge of a massive breakdown. Severus did not know if he wanted it to happen when Harry was in a submissive mindset.

Glancing over at Marvolo whose normally stony face had worry clearly written on his face. Debating internally would not help so Severus decided to take the first step. Taking a deep breath he asked the question that had been taunting them all since Harry's arrival.

"Harry, child, how did you get so hurt?" Severus watched as Harry immediately blushed. Glancing slightly to the side of Severus's eyes as if he was gathering his thoughts before looking back at him.

"I disobeyed orders sir. It was my fault entirely, I should not have done what I had done. Master and Headmaster had to remind me of my place. Please don't tell them, they like to remind me....alot." Harry's eyes had turned glassy and distant looking. Severus knew that Harry was deep in some sort of memory. A memory that would have horrified any of the people that were in the manor. Especially the three in the room right now.