3th Year for Draco Malfoy Voldermort rose but, the process didn't go as planned. Instead the remnant of soul still in the Diary of Tom Riddle with Lucius Malfoy once more rises instead and the deformed Voldermort dies right before Potter's eyes and...
Tom and Draco were to be taken to Number 4 Grimmwald Place. Granted, it probably was not the best place for a possible son of the Dark Lord, but, Tom refused to allow Draco to return to his father, and after Dumbledore noticed how terrified the boy was of the cold man, he was inclined to agree. Than again, the two would be in constant contact with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George, Molly, Arthur, Severus, Remus, and Sirius. Not to mention Ginny, who would undoubtly dislike the notion of Tom being there. From what Dumbledore got from Tom's assessment, Quirrel was the man who had visited Avery, and the timing would have been after he had met Voldermort, meaning the liklihood that Tom was the Dark Lord's son was incrediblely high probability.
Dumbledore ended up having to speak with Ginny and everyone else. Severus missing, this time. He would be back later.
"We need to have a meeting about this Albus." Sirius stated. "I understand that You-Know-Who's son? Who's saying that he isn't tricking you."
"He isn't. Voldermort was not capable of the amount of care and fear and worry that Tom showed Draco. Not only that, Tom gave Draco comfort, when he was out of the closet. I don't know about you, but I most certainly don't see the former Tom Riddle doing anything like that." Arthur spoke out. They all stared at him.
"It is up to Ginny." They all turned to look at her. The fiery redhead girl furrowed her brows in thought.
"As much as I dislike Tom from the Diary, I can't judge Voldermort's son just because he is the son of a dark wizard. It isn't right. And, from what I've heard, this Tom and Draco have been through hell the last several hours. It wouldn't be right to just leave them without anywhere to go. So, yeah, I suppose I am fine with it."
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Tom smiled down at Draco, who was waiting with him.
"You did well." Draco bit his lip insecurely.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. Tom's eyes flashed.
"Why are you sorry?" He asked.
"I...I freaked out, and it...was more intense than I thought it was." The boy's eyes began to water.
"Hay, hay hay," Tom grabbed the boy by his upper arms, tilting his head up so that Draco was looking at him. "You did nothing wrong. I am very proud of you. You persevered, and pushed through. You did good." Draco took a shaking breath but nodded.
"Thank you." He whispered. Tom just smiled down at him.
A few moments later, Remus appeared in front of him. Draco jumped, terrified, shaking fearfully, as he resolutely kept his eyes down, refusing to look up. Tom narrowed his eyes at the Werewolf. Remus's eyes widened marginally as he realized he had caused the young Slytherin distress.
"Now, Mr. Malfoy, it's just me, calm down." He said in an attempt to placate the boy. Tom growled, and Remus turned his attention to him. He watched curiously, as Tom put two hands on both of Draco's shoulders, with gentle, but firm pressure he made Draco sit on the couch of the Avery Mansion. He whispered something in the boy's ear. The boy seemed to be calming slightly. Tom continued whispering to Draco and Remus realized that it was praise. Tom was praising the boy. The Werewolf watched as Tom soothed the youngest Malfoy heir playing with his golden locks of silky smooth hair, with one hand, and the other carefully wrapping itself around the back of Draco's neck. Remus moved to do something, but stopped once he noticed that it wasn't done with ill intent in mind. He watched in fascination as, at that extremely possissive and potentienally lethal and commonly abusive behavior, Draco began to calm down drastically. His breathing evened out, his trembling slowed until it stopped all together.
Remus was shocked, to say the least. The gesture was intimate, and took a lot of trust from Draco's part, and from what Remus had learned from the boy the last year or two, it was that he did NOT trust easily, but somehow decided to put his complete trust in this teenage Voldermort look-a-like. It was incomprehensible. Shocking and dumbfounded, to Remus.
One thing was certain, this boy was certainly not the same Tom Riddle of before.
