𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 [√]

Part Ten

It was after breakfast and Tobias and Draco made their way to Severus's Quarters. Tobias said the password and the painting opened. They entered to find Quirrell and Severus already sitting on the couch. "Tobi, Draco what are you doing here?" Severus asked, standing and making his way over to his son wrapping him in his arms.

"Ahh, so the young one has arrived. Show me the boy Quirrell," the voice from yesterday said, and Draco gasped, looking around, shuffling closer to Tobias.

Snape looked at Quirrell, the man stood and unwrapped his turban, then turned around. There was a face on the back of his head, it had red eyes that were looking straight at Tobias.

"So, you are the boy who lived?" The face said, and Severus's eyes widened.

"My lord, Tom, I think you are mistaken. That Potter brat is the boy who lived," Severus said, and the face frowned.

"No, that night when I attacked. The one who stopped me ripped my soul in half and took it into them. That scar on his forehead, it has that piece of my soul," Tom said, and everyone in the room grew silent.

Severus gripped Tobias's shoulder pulling him close. As Draco looked at him in awe.

"Tell me, Severus, How did he become your son? I thought they would have kept him to themselves, not giving him up," Tom asked.

"They don't know that he's 'the boy who lived, nobody does. We all thought it was the other child. They neglected him in favor of the brat and Remus and I adopted him when he found out what was happening," Severus explained, and Tom hummed.

"Show me your mind," He said, looking into Tobias's eyes. The pre-teen felt a gentle push at his mind and let down his shields, letting him in.

"So, Dumbledor declared the wrong boy who lived," Tom said, as his eyes flashed and Tobias winced, touching his scar. "Ah, you feel pain from it. We will fix that as soon as I am returned to my body," He said, and the rest looked at him curiously.

"How will you do that?" Draco asked, speaking for the first time.

Tom looked at him, "Ah, Draco. You have grown," he commented. "I need the philosopher's stone. If I have that, Severus can brew a potion with a piece of the stone, and I will have my body back," Tom told them, and Tobias frowned.

"That's what's on the third-floor corridor," He said, and Draco looked at him.

"What?" He asked.

"The philosopher's stone, it's in that corridor that Dumbledore warned us about," Tobias said, and Severus nodded in agreement.

"It sounds like something the old fool would do, bring something into the castle that would cause harm," He said, sitting down on the couch, and Tobias and Draco followed, sitting on either side of him, leaning against his shoulders.

"I might be able to get it for you," Tobias said, and Tomorrow turned his attention towards him.

"And how would you do that?" He asked.

"Chances are Liam is already curious about all the strange things happening. And being the so-called 'boy who lived,' he will be trying to figure it out and solve it to prove he's better than others, even though he's no more than a squib himself. I think we watch him, I have a feeling he will try and get the stone. When he does, I can easily take it from him," Tobias said, and Draco nodded.

"I think so too, He's already running around with the mud blood and blood traitor, investigating what's going on," He said, and Severus nodded.

"And doing it all wrong from what I have seen," He muttered,

"We will do it your way, Tobias, but don't get caught," Tom said.

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Re-published: May 2, 2024, 9 am

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