The King and His Queen ~ Finished

Epilouge

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Parsletongue

Seven years later...

Harry Riddle stood up as first year students sat down.

"Good morning, students. My name is Professor Riddle and I will be teaching Defense against-"

"Riddle? The transfiguration teacher is Professor Riddle." Harry smiled,

"I know."

"Are you brothers then? Or is he your Father?" A Ravenclaw asked.

"Actually, Mr. Weber, he is my husband." The boy's eyes widened,

"I didn't know. Sorry." Harry smiled,

"It's perfectly fine. Now, who can tell me some spells they know?"

Tom Riddle sighed as he sat down next to his husband.

"How was your day?" He asked Harry.

"It was ok, I'm guessing that yours wasn't great?"

"It was horrible." The younger professor held his husband's hand under the table.

"It'll be alright, trust me." Tom hummed,

"Have you seem Maverick anywhere?"

"No, but he should come in pretty soon." The doors to the great hall opened and a boy walked in. He sat down at the Slytherin table. "Something is bothering him." Harry commented, Tom nodded.

"I've noticed that a group of gryffindors have been bothering him."

"Oh? Who might these gryffindors be?" There weren't many gryffindors at hogwarts, they were mainly students that came from different countries.

"Mm. I think Jones, Miller, Wilson, and Hall." Tom said, then frowned. "Why?" Harry smirked,

"No reason. I'm going to talk with Maverick." He stood up, kissed his husband on the cheek, and walked to the slytherin table. The professor sat down next to his son. The student stared down at his plate of untouched food.

"What do you want?" He asked,

"Something is bothering you." The boy sighed,

"I'm fine, there's just a lot of homework."

"Do you want me to help you? I can spare a few hours."

"No, just leave me alone." Harry slowly exhaled. He turned to a student.

"Mr. Burke, would you do me a favor and watch Maverick for me?" The pureblood slytherin looked up in surprise,

"Why are you asking me?"

"You're quite observant and his dormmate."

"I guess I could."

"Thank you. If anything happens, the password is sanguis." Harry smiled and stood up. He walked down to his quarters and started to undress. Burke barged in,

"Professor, they're hurting him!" The DADA teacher quickly put his robes back on while the student covered his eyes, his cheeks reddened. "Sorry, I should have knocked." Harry rolled his eyes,

"It's not your fault. Where are they?"

"By the gryffiondor dorms."

"Good. Come with me." Harry led the student through corridors, he opened up a painting and climbed through. Burke reluctantly followed him. The professor hurried to the gryffiondor's section of the castle. Maverick was there, but no other students were seen. The young slytherin on the ground in a puddle of his own blood. Harry ran to his side, his son's eyes were closed. His breathing was shallow,