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"Just so you all know squibby and fatty are dead and the flower bitch lost her mind when I let an acromantula maul the golem ... it's a mess." She said before going back downstairs. Both wizards sighed and hoped Tom was doing better than Petunia ...
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There was no time to react for Dumbledore, with only one step, stepped in front of them so they were visible. At least, they should've been, but as quickly as their minds started racing for an escape plan they all noticed that Dumbledore had actually started walking right passed them. In fact, the old leader of the light couldn't see them at all!
"Can you get out of here?" Peter whispered, not wanting to leave unless he knew Tom could get out of the wards without getting caught by Dumbledore.
"The wards shut off the second Gellert died so go" Tom whispered urgently and gestured for them all to get out before whatever is hiding them from view is removed. They were easily able to leave the wards now and the last thing they heard before apparating away was Dumbledore cursing loudly followed by a few explosions. In the next second they found themselves in front of the Malfoy manor.
Tom sighed in relief as they walked into the manor and saw Severus and Lucius waiting for them, "Gellert was quite informative-Severus, what are you doing?" Tom blinked as the potion master stepped in front of him and looked him over before reaching over to grab Tom's robes. Clinging to the inside of the robes was a little black fox. "Vesta!"
Quirinus raised an eyebrow as he leaned over to look at the fox curiously, "Grandma and Aunty Myrtle told me about nature sprites, but I never saw one before. I thought they didn't have fixed forms." He commented as the fox bounded away and leapt onto a young boy's head who peeked in the room. A head that looked familiar. The child looked like James Potter who he saw briefly during his school years, but had green eyes. That appearance plus the fact that he looked nearly seven and the fact that he was here meant that this little boy was none other than Harry Potter ...
"This sprite decided to become Harry's familiar so that might have something to do with the mostly fixed form, but this explains how we got passed Dumbledore." Tom gave Harry a reassuring smile when the child looked worried and actually seemed to look him over for injuries. "We're fine, Harry. Vesta there must've used an illusion to hide us so we weren't seen ..." Tom looked at the fox and back at Harry before sighing. There was no doubt in his mind that Vesta would tell him everything about the visit so it would do no good to try to hide it from him. "Lucius, where's your pensieve?"
"I'll go get it." Lucius said, but glanced at Harry before leaving.
Severus looked down at the young wizard, "I have a feeling this isn't something you should see, Harry."
"No this is definitely not something you should watch, but we'll tell you what's going on ok?" Tom offered hoping Vesta won't show the child any gruesome details with her clearly powerful illusions ability.
"Ok." Harry said softly as Lucius returned with a stone bowl, which was placed on the table where Severus was working earlier. Little Harry watched in awe as Peter tapped his temple with his wand and pulled a silvery wisp out of his head. Tom would've done it personally, but he still needs a wand so he had to watch as the wisp was dropped in the bowl. When Severus and Lucius dipped their faces in the bowl Tom picked up Harry, and Vesta too since she was still on his head, and placed them in his lap.
"They'll be a minute." Tom said as Quirinus and Peter sat down. "The silver thing was a memory. Severus and Lucius are viewing it using that bowl, which is a pensieve. No they won't drown." He explained to the little boy who looked a little startled when the two wizards weren't coming up.
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Crimson Ink
FanfictionAfter a 'mix up' at the ministry, while all of the Malfoy's items are being searched for dark magic, Tom Riddle's diary falls into the hands of Arabella Figg and she unknowing dumps it in Harry's possession during babysitting. What would Voldemort's...