The Heart of a Child

Chapter Two

Harry was bound to a head stone. He struggled against the binds but his small body could do nothing to help. He was very small, come to think of it. Maybe he could slip out of the binds. And just twist the right way aaaand there! He was free.

"Where are you going, Potter?" A silky voice said from behind him. He turned around slowly to see Voldemort(looking only a few years older the Tom Riddle from the diary)staring right at him.

"To get away from you." Harry said with a sneer before turning back around to make his way to the cup and Cedric.

"Why are you so small, boy?" Voldemort demanded. He observed the boy. Thin, too thin. Certainly too short for his age. His shirt slipped just a bit showing a mark on his back. Voldemort drew his conclusion quickly. Neglect and abuse.

"Why do you care?" Harry shot back still heading away from the man.

"Because no one should harm any child." Voldemort sent apparated to just behind Harry then gripped his shoulder.

Harry turned around to show a sad face. "It was my fault, I was bad."

"That does not warrant this reaction. You have been abused and neglected, have you not?"

"No one's noticed before." Harry whispered sadly staring at his feet.

"You will be staying with me. You will not go back to whomever you lived with before." Voldemort declared then turned slightly to see Wormtail cradling his stump. "Wormtail!" Peter Pettigrew came forward, whimpering.

"Y-yes, master?" The rat animagus asked.

"Avada kadavra." Voldemort said, pointing his wand at Wormtail, and the tell-tale green light flashes then Wormtail I'd on the ground with a mighty thump, unseeing eyes staring blankly into the night.

Voldemort transfigured the rat's body to look like he was Harry. Voldemort held a hand out to the small fourteen-year-old, who placed his own hand in the much bigger being's offered appendage. Said larger being made a small slice in his skin then chanted something in Latin while holding Harry's hand over Wormtail.

Voldemort levitated Wormtail's body over next to Cedric's, then levitated both of their hands so they each touched the Triwizard Cup.

"Come. You shall stay with me until you are at least seventeen. I shall teach in the ways of being my heir and you shall never suffer as you have again." Voldemort declared then walked away from where the two bodies once were. Harry decided to follow and hurried after the man.

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The first month Harry spent with Voldemort was quite uncomfortable. The two still were awkward, knowing they were once enemies due to Dumbledore's manipulations. Voldemort made the first step and told Harry to call him Marvolo, Voldemort was a mouthful as well as the mad man to kill Harry's parents. In return, Harry told Voldemort to call him Harry instead of Potter as Voldemort had still been calling him.

It wasn't until the second month that either tried for another moment of bonding, though this time it was Harry who made the first step. Looking back on it now, that was probably the first thing to kick start their familial relationship, not when Marvolo told Harry to call him as such.

-._.-._.-FLASHBACK-._.-._.-

"They never liked me." Harry stated as he and Marvolo were in said man's study, Harry simply reading by the fire as Marvolo did 'Lordy Business' as Harry had dubbed it.

"What?" Marvolo asked, taking off his glasses and looking up at the boy who had his book in his lap and was fiddling with his thumbs, refusing to make eye contact.

"The Dursley's. They never liked me. Maybe it wasn't so much a matter of not liking me, rather not liking my magic. I remember Vernon would tell me he would beat the freakishness out of me if he had to, and he very well tried his damnedest.

"I think I was three when I got my first beating. I don't remember exactly why, but I think it had something to do with a broken plate and accidental magic. I would wake at 4:00 AM to tidy whatever mess was left out from after I was sent to my cupboard, which was where I slept, then make breakfast at 6:00 so it would be on the table by 7:00, which was when Vernon would come down to eat. Dudley would come down around 8:00 in his pajamas. He would eat a little over a third of the large breakfasts I would cook, while Vernon would eat et least half and Petunia would get whatever was left.

"Vernon would then leave for work at a drilling plant called Grunnings. Petunia would have a list of chores for me to have finished by dinner or I would get an extra harsh beating that evening. I would work inside, keeping the house perfect then make Dudley and Petunia lunch, getting a piece of bread and a small glass of water if I was lucky. I would then clean the dishes and whatever mess Dudley had made that day. I would then go into the fenced-in backyard and would make the lawn and back-garden perfect.

"After I had finished in the back I would make dinner and have it on the table by the time Vernon got home. He would continue on to try to beat the freakishness out of me then leave in my cupboard. Petunia would get me up at 10:00 to finish the front yard as the neighbors would all be inside with their curtains closed by that time. I would finish around 11:30. Then it would start all over again." By the Tim Harry had finished this story, Marvolo was seething. On the inside of course, he did not want to scare Harry.

When Marvolo had finally reined in his emotions, he noticed Harry was shaking, tears streaming down his cheeks. Marvolo gracefully raised himself from his chair then made his way over to the crying boy. He sat on the large chair next to Harry as he was so small he barely took up any of the chair with his tiny body. Marvolo swiftly pulled Harry into his lap and cradled him there, allowing him to sob into the Dark Lord's shoulder as he clutched with his delicate hands at Marvolo's robes.

When his sobs had finally subsided into hiccups and sniffles he continued to finish the small bit left I his story,"When my Hogwarts letter came, they put me into Dudley's second room and lightened up on me, but when I came back from first year, I got a letter from the Ministry saying I couldn't use magic outside of Hogwarts. The Dursley's then became rougher than ever and whenever I was thee it was as it was before my letter again. And that's how it was."

The Dursley's disappeared later that week.

.-'-.-' FLASHBACK.-'-.-'-.

For that point on, Marvolo and Harry only continued to bond leading us to now, two years later with Marvolo now being called 'dad' by Harry(which, actually started as a joke, but that story is not in this story.), Marvolo being the only real father-figure Harry ever had.

Word Count: 1211

Translations: None

Decisions for requests in Chapter One:

This is now a PJO/HP crossover.

Pairings: [Main:] Nico D./Harry P./Will S.; Luke C./Percy J.; [Side:] Frank Z./Leo V./Hazel L.; Piper M./Reyna A. R. A.

Warnings: Mpreg(later), Slash(sort of), good!dark side, Dumbles, Ginny, Molly, and Ron bashing, bad language, (don't know if this is really a warning)no smut or lemons, though maybe some innuendoes, Fatherly!Voldemort, abusive!dursleys, hermaphrodite!harry, sweet!adorable!harry, sub!harry, sub!percy, bad!annabeth, good!luke, crossover pairing, abusive!gabe, abused!percy, slightly ooc!will

I might get will wrong, but May a Chance(on ), otherwise known as Iggie, told me he's basically like Apollo without the haikus or sun chariot, real gentle, but also slightly bossy and protective. I'm not a big shipper of Solangelo, but Iggie is, and she is amazing, so I'll trust her. Any other advice on Will's character is welcome.

Smiles and laughs,

SP

Post Script: I'll try to update more often, but I like my chapters to at least have 1000 words. Last chapter was the only exception because that was more of a prologue.

Post Post Script: Please review! I love my readers' input, and I will always try to respond.