Beautifully Bonded

Chapter 9: A Horcrux's Memory

Marvolo walked inside his former room as his mind processed everything. It was midnight and as a non-living soul, he really doesn't need any sleep. He was currently inside his closet looking at Hadrian's own clothes. He already accumulated half of his closet with his own when Marvolo wasn't even able to make it that far before. He despises his own childhood. Although he still doesn't remember most of it due to his lack of soul, there was still the lingering hatred towards the Orphanage. Marvolo sighed and left the room.

The Man looked at Hadrian's sleeping form and walked towards him. Such a beautiful mind should not be wasted. He knew everything he did. He knew what his life was before he was transported here. Marvolo knew he should be agitated as this man, a child, knew about his own childhood. He knew his weakness and gathered them all. Marvolo let out a small chuckle as he remembered this child's foolishness. He knew that it was the Dark Lord's Horcruxes he was gathering yet he still did it and succeeded. He knew what would happen in the future and saw how Voldemort would die. His knowledge was wide, from muggle to wizarding one.

Hadrian was studying medicine from his time. He came years from the future where technology was at its finest. Marvolo knew everything and as long as his Horcrux stayed inside Hadrian, the boy wouldn't be able to keep anything from him. Marvolo never knew that it was possible for someone to have a Human Horcrux before but the said impossible was in front of him, sleeping soundly on his former bed. Marvolo wanted to know more about their connection but as his state right now, he still needed his main and half soul. Once Hadrian did his plan, it would only take a few days before he would have his whole, not really, soul.

As Marvolo thought about his Human Horcrux, he grimaced. His foolish self really did tear himself apart. Though he really can not say anything as he was also his own Main piece, he can still contradict it. Their previous plans were shattered and forgotten. His goals were tarnished and turned. He changed everything and what did it cost him? Nothing. He lost everything. Even though he was still powerful, it was not the same as it was before. He wasn't able to do magic wandlessly anymore. His look was not as good as it was. His knowledge is vast but tarnished and torn. His emotion is weak and full of anger and despair. The Horcrux really did a number on him and Marvolo never once liked it. As a Man full of wonder and goals, watching himself torn himself apart was disturbing. He always prided himself because of his power, looks and knowledge. Looking right now, he was neither of the three.

Marvolo knew that it was possible for his Main piece to communicate with the Horcruxes but he never tried between both Horcrux. Marvolo sighed, he really wanted to know more about his Human Horcrux but he was still asleep and Marvolo wasn't that evil to do experiments on him. Not to mention his magic was so irresistible that Marvolo can't get enough of it. It was just so compatible with him that made him wonder if it was really Harry's magic or it was changed because of Hadrian.

Looking back, he never really had someone by his side. The moment he entered Hogwarts and sorted to Slytherin, there was no one beside him. His first two years in Slytherin was hell, being a muggleborn on the House of Snakes made his own housemates despite him. They started picking on him, making side comments whenever he answered correctly and making sure he suffered while in their dorms. It was only on that not so faithful night that everything changed. One awfully stupid Fifth year tried to put him on his place by attacking him which he of course, proved him wrong. The poor soul never tried to look at him again after experiencing the most painful memories of him. Tom has always been excellent at practicing and utilizing his magic. Wandless and wordless spells came out of him naturally and that makes most of the Slytherins jealous of him.

Marvolo grimaced as he tried to remember most of his memories of Hogwarts and came back with nothing. His Horcruxes' memories are available for him but since he still doesn't have his diary, he can not remember most of his childhood. Not that he wanted to remember the Orphanage, no, he just wanted to remember him. Marvolo crunched his nose as he tried to remember the tiny information he has as for now. His journey in Albania proved to be worth it as the magic and rituals he learned are exceptional.