The Truth: BEGINNING

Chapter Four: Checkmate

Chapter Four

Erus was sure this was the fourth time he flipped through his Charms book. Or maybe his fifth? The first year was, in the theory section at the very least, rather easy. Having done nothing but study from a very early age, Erus had moved up faster than people could have anticipated. He had gone through first, second and third year of Potions with Severus, finding potion-making a complex, yet relaxing art. When it came to Dark Arts, or rather Defence Against Dark Arts, DADA, Erus was sure he had moved beyond fifth year. Perhaps not in spell work, but in theory. With practice, his spell work would improve now that he had his own wand.

Charms and Transfiguration was a bit harder, as it was only as much he could have done without a wand, and he remained in second year of that, perhaps still in first year if the spell work proved too difficult at first.

Ancient Runes was interesting, and Erus had obsessed over all the books he could about the subject for years now. Voldemort had no great knowledge in that area, but Erus had been taught Ancient Runes by others and at the moment, would probably only be annoyed if he indeed chose to study it. He wouldn't be able to choose it until third year anyway.

Herbology was however something he never really got into, as he wasn't interested in plants, and Erus dearly hoped Hogwarts would have a teacher that made the class worthwhile. Care of Magical Creatures was one as well that he had never been interested in. If he wanted to study a magical creature, he did it, but it wasn't often he wanted to. In short, the class felt and sounded like a complete waste of time.

"Are you that bored you're re-reading the course books?"

Erus looked up. Draco was reading a Quidditch magazine, lying down on Erus's bed while Erus himself was seated at the edge.

"I've read all the books, I'm allowed to in dad's library and almost all the course books," Erus whined. "Why aren't I allowed to read about the more interesting things?"

"Because what you think is interesting other people think of as dangerous knowledge for a child, and the fact that if you did read about it, the headmaster could read your mind."

"Which is why I'm learning Occlumency. I know how to protect my thoughts."

"That doesn't mean you should underestimate him," a voice spoke gently from the door and they snapped their heads up.

"Sev!"

Erus flew up from the bed, attacking the potions master and making him almost fall flat on his back if he hadn't gripped the sides of the doorway. Erus usually was this energetic in his greetings with Severus, so the man merely swung the boy up and walked over to the bed, throwing him down. Erus replied with snapping upwards, dragging the man down. Draco grinned before joining the mock-fight that begun.

"Two against one isn't fair!" Severus managed.

"Nothing's is fair in love and war," Erus replied.

The laughter from the room drifted down to where Voldemort and Lucius were sitting, playing a game of chess. Voldemort glanced towards the open doorway whilst waiting for Lucius to make his move.

"You know, at times like these I understand why some say that laughter is music to your ears," the blond said before making his move. Checkmate.

Voldemort smiled but when he noticed he lost; his smile faded as he glared at the blonde.

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R&R PLEASE! NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE LONGER.