Harry Potter✓A Serpent Named Voldemort Book 1*Triad*

3~The Young Lord and The Maxima Memoria Charm

Harry
Waking up covered in sweat with a silent scream.
That same dream. Calling a pale skinned man with black hair and red eyes papa.

As he fell to the ground I reached out to him and tried to get away from the man that was holding me back from my father.
Father?
Was this man killing my only family and taking me away with out a reason?! I yell with anger.
"The white haired bastard will die for killing my only family and making me live in this hell!"
"Master? Are you alright? The light in your sight (eyes)has faded to darkness and anger."
"I am not alright Voldemort. I had a dream about my father. He was killed by an old man with long white hair."
"Ah, you must be talking about Dumbledore. The other snakes talked about how he killed the first speaker in 6 centuries."
"Well then Dumbleshit will pay for killing my father. What was father's name?"
"Tom Riddle"
"BOY STOP THAT NOISE! And come make breakfast!"
With that I was up. Voldy curled around my chest loosely so I could still breathe.
Getting the food (bacon,eggs sausage, ham, gravy, milk, juice, and whiskey (for Vernon)) out a knock came from the door.
"BOY CONTINUE BREAKFAST! Tunney dear will you get the door?"Uncle Vernon commanded
Aunt Petunia walked to the door with a cup of warm honey tea in her her hand. The cup came crashing to the floor shattering the fragile glass and the warm tea burning Petunias feet.

"S-severus what what are you doing here."
"He works for your father. What he tells you is the truth. He only wishes to protect you Master."
"Thanks for telling me, Voldy."
"I am here to speak with Harry Potter." Severus spoke slowly
"BOY, STOP PREPARING THE FOOD! THIS MAN WANTS TO SPEAK TO YOU!"
Severus
Why was Tunney yelling? And who to?
A shadow shifted happily away from the kitchen. Stepping into the light was an eleven year old boy who resembled James Potter but his Aura was of the Dark Lord. But his eyes were AK green.
There was never a Harry Potter. This was Kovu Slytherin, son of my lord. Dumbledore must have given him false memories.
He would pay.
He walked towards me calmly with dangerous eyes. With every shadow he entered his eyes turned blood red, but once he left they would be green again.
"We can speak outside."Kovu said in a commanding way that dared anyone to speak up.
I simply nodded.
Sitting on the grass a Boa Constrictor slithered out from under his shirt. Kovu started petting the snakes' head. Slowly.
"So Sevvy, why are you here?"
I was taken back, he obviously knew about his father and Dumbledore.
"I'm guessing you know you aren't a Potter?"
He only nodded
"Your real name is Kovu Basilisk Riddle Slytherin. You seem to have inherited your father's gift with animals. And i don't know of your mother, but you have her gift with creatures of Death and Shadows."
"Sev. I want my memories back."Kovu said demanding me
"Ok, but you must get clothes and supplies. We will be gone for a week or two."
Kovu ran back inside and started yelling at Vernon. He gathered clothes and supplies and when he left I looked in through the open door and saw Vernon unconscious on the floor with blood flowing from his mouth.
Kovu looked so innocent it was hard to believe he did it.
Apparating with Kovu to Prince Manor I led him to the ceremony room.
Kovu
The ceremony room was large, the walls were black while the ceiling was silver. A grey bowl with thick water was sitting on a dark green table. A baby blue bed that looked like a sleeping bag layed in a corner with a venom colored mirror afew feet away. On the other side of the room was one item. A silver couch with green pillows.
Sev led me over to the couch.
"Sit down. I'll hold your snake while you are experiencing the memories."
I nodded slowly
"

Voldemort you will stay with Sev until I fully recover my memories."
"Yes Master."
Voldemort slithered out of my shirt and to Sev.
"This might hurt a bit."
I nodded used to pain
"Maxima Memoria"
I was not prepared.
Releasing a scream so load it held no sound. My memories as Harry Potter left me (except the toterance to pain)and were replaced with knowledge of the wizarding world along with hatred towards Dumbleshit.