Solving a Riddle

Harrison Salzar Riddle

Disclaimer-Harry Potter does not belong to me. It fully belongs to Great J.K. Rowling.

"~Parcel Tongue~"
"Normal conversation"
'Thoughts'
"Spells"

[Third person's POV]

Harry was lying in his room or I should say in his cupboard covered in his own blood. He was dying with pain still not crying. His thought was that those who cry were weak. Probably he shared his father's belief. His father Tom Riddle also known as Lord Voldemort the greatest wizard in the world, well the greatest wizard in the world after Albus Dumbledore. Having a Dark Lord as his father still he was living with some filthy sort of muggles. You would have surely guessed by now that he was living with Dursleys who used to abuse him or I should say torture him. His dear uncle locked him there almost 4 days ago. Four days without food and water, even hell would have been better than this.

Ignoring the pain he was going through a four year old little Harry got up. He had a great desire to get out. And then his accidental magic worked, the door opened. Harry was shocked but still happy that he could get out. He crawled out of his cupboard and slowly got on his feet he started walking towards the kitchen as he was very thirsty. He had reached the door  of the kitchen when a fat boy came out from the the room and started shouting on seeing Harry and ran inside the room again. "Mum that freak is out of that cupboard" Hare could hear him saying. The Petunia Dursley came out of the room with her ugly face. "You silly boy, how did came out. Let me tell Vernon about your freakishness" she said angrily. "Unfortunately you will not be alive anymore to do that Aunt Petunia" Harry threatened. "You dare speak like this you little..." Her sentence was not yet completed that a sharp knife came flying towards her and pierced her throat. Vernon came out and saw the horrific scene of his wife lying dead. He was furious. He up a knife and started hitting Harry with it.

(Tom's POV)
I was sitting on my desk thinking about my son. I wanted to meet him as soon as possible. That filthy little mudblood hid my son from me. How dare she. I should have tortured her a little more before killing her. I was still searching for my little Harrison. It had been only a day since I got my body back. My thoughts we disturbed by a Death Easter knocking at my door. "Enter" I said. The door opened and Lucius Malfoy came in. "My lord, as you ordered we have found the Potter boy. He is living with his muggle relatives" he said politely. "You can go Lucius" I ordered him. He bowed his head and walked out. I was furious how dare that Dumbledore put my son with those muggles. I knew something was wrong. I need to save my son. A wizard is never safe when muggles are around.

(No one's POV)
Lord Voldemort got up from his desk and apparted in front of 4 Privet Drive, Surrey. He opened the door and saw a boy crying love a woman's body and on little distance a man stabbing a young boy who was barely 6 of age. "Avada Kedavra" the dark lord cursed, a green light shot from his wand, stuck the man on the chest and he fell lifeless. The other boy was now crying loudly but no one could have heard his screams due to the 'silencing charm'. Voldemort shot another 'Avada Kedavra' and the boy fell dead too. Then he reached near Harry. The boy's body was cold, he was not breathing, he had lost a lot of blood by his heart was still beating. Tom knew that the boy was alive and he will have to save him, his son Harrison Salazar Riddle.

Hello my dear readers this is my first fanfiction ever. Hope you will like this. And sorry if there is any mistake.