The Snake's Secret

Castle

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Harry woke up feeling calm and content, that is until he remembered what day it was. Today he had a feast to attend.

He rolled over and tried to calm his nerves. The house elves had laid out his clothes when they had attended to his fire that morning, they were the new robes and the mask, what interested him the most was the crown. It was sat next to the mask and h didn't know what he felt about wearing it.

He got up and got ready for the day, are his breakfast and brushed his teeth, had a wash and put on a shirt, waistcoat and dress trousers. Over which he put on his velvet  robes and he finishes with socks and dragon hide shoes.  He looked in the mirror and had to admit that his father had good taste.

That was where Voldemort found him, holding the mask and looking into the mirror. "Harry, is everything okay?"

"Yes, it's just...am I supposed to wear the crown and the mask tonight?" He asked turning to look at the door. The dark Lord walked over to him and gently took the crown he placed it on Harry's head. "You can choose to wear them if you but you don't have to." Harry remembered that Voldemort had placed on that spell on his followers that meant that they wouldn't remember him.

"I just feel overdressed, I haven't really worn something this extravagant before." Harry said looking in the mirror again.

"Well, little snake, you better get used to it. This is what you should be wearing and once I take over this will be what most of your wardrobe looks like." Voldemort responded, sitting down elegantly on one of the chairs.

"When's the feast?" Harry asked taking of the crown and walking to sit on the floor by Voldemort's feet.

The dark Lord taking the hint ran his hand through Harry's hair. "This evening, and this morning we will be visiting the Slytherin castle, and I will have to give you a lesson in how to act in front of the death-eaters."

Harry sighed at the long day, he could tell that Voldemort knew how he felt, it was normal to him now that he knew they were connected by a horcrux although he still didn't know what he could do with it. He whined a little at the loss of contact when Voldemort removed his hand. They had been there for about five minutes, "Come on, we should go and visit the castle now."

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In a dark cell in Azkaban Aedon sat against the wall, his eyes glowing electric blue as a ministry worker passed by. It had been so long since he'd had a meal. There wasn't any blood around here and the dementors got all the souls. He didn't know where his parents were, they should be okay but you just don't know in this prison, they could have lost their minds.

Down the hall he could hear a man muttering about a rat, it was nonstop, ever day and every night, sometimes he would change the tune to his innocence but that was it. Those two lines. He was going to go crazy himself.

Only little mammals and insects could make it into his cell. He could not believe that he had sunk low enough to drink the blood of rats and mice but it was better than nothing. He won't touch their souls, he would spend more energy digesting them then he would get from them.

He did however play with the spiders, they would spin pictures out of their silk for him and tell him stories of the outside world. He had been in here for so long that he'd completely lost touch with the world.