Not Ever Again -1- Not Ever Again!

Chapter IX

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

–Parseltongue–

{Talking on the fireplace/Two-way mirror/through Patronus}

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

-Chapter IX-

Saturday, 24 June 1995

Harry's POV

"Muuum?"

"I'm in the kitchen, princess." Harry replied at hearing his daughter scream.

"There's a man at the door."

Harry tensed and ran to the entrance, grabbing his wand midway only to gasp when he noticed who it was.

"You're... Back." He mumbled as Marvolo finished taking his outing robe and hanged it in the closet in the atrium like he always did. "I thought..."

"I did the wards myself, remember? No one enters and leaves the house without us being notified... Except for each other."

Harry nodded and leaned down picking his daughter up.

"Mummy, who is this man?"

"It's my friend, be a good girl and introduce yourself."

Harry felt Voldemort's eyes on him at his chosen title.

"Hi, I'm Serena Riddle."

Voldemort leaned down, smiling at the girl.

"Pleasure to finally meet you, my peaceful, cheerful Serena."

Serena grinned as Harry pulled her to himself.

"Which are your name?"

"What is would be a more correct term." Voldemort argued, making Serena blush.

"He is Bran."

"Bran..." Serena mumbled trying the name on her lips. "What does it mean?"

"Raven." Voldemort answered with a smile, looking directly at Harry.

Harry tensed as Voldemort straightened his back and hovered over them.

"Are you Pappy's friend too?"

Voldemort looked at Serena and then at Harry.

"I knew him, long ago."

"How is he?"

Harry refused to look at Voldemort, walking to the kitchen with his daughter in his arms and with Voldemort following him.

"Serena, go to your room play. Mummy needs to speak with Bran for a few minutes."

"Okay. Bye, mister Bran."

"Good bye, Serena."

Harry put his daughter on the floor who ran from the room, he turned his back to Voldemort and returned to the oven to make sure it wasn't burnt.