Realities Truths

A/N: Wow second chapter all ready. Now don’t expect the third for awhile. This week I was off line most of the time as my fiancé was on vacation so was using our good computer. He goes back to work tomorrow steadily so I won’t be on this computer as much. Anyways I hope you all like this chapter. I know that emotions might seem rushed and I’m still trying to decide a few things. Also the more evil warnings won’t come in for awhile. A few in flash backs and one or two to happen when I reveal a few more things, that have not yet been revealed.

Dumbledore paced within his office. They had been unable to find either Potter, and he had no idea how to find them again. He took a deep breath worried that Voldemort would discover the truth he had worked so hard to hide before he could eliminate the evidence. He glared for a moment trying to figure out where the Potter’s would run too.

“Damn them all by the gods they will ruin everything I’ve worked so hard to get. Ever since I got where I am, first that bloody Riddle figured me out as he finished his schooling and now this. His son would have made the perfect weapon against him but now my plan is ruined! I should have killed the elder Potter instead of keeping him as stress relief.” Dumbledore ranted as Fawks tried his best to ignore the old man. The phoenix flicked his wings out and attempted to take off and break what was holding him to the man once more only to be yanked back as a tendril on blackness became corporeal and held him in place.

“You are no better bird! Don’t even try to break my leash on you or you will suffer!” Dumbledore snapped as something seemed to start to eat at Fawks’ heat causing the bird to trill in actual fear. Dumbledore smirked and seemed to grow a bit at the birds fear. Finally after a bit he waved his hands and Fawks slumped on his perch. He turned as he mind returned to the problem of the Potter’s whereabouts.

He was pacing slowly when the alarm that let him know someone was approaching his door went off. He quickly moved to his seat behind the desk and took on the appearance of a worried grandfatherly type headmaster once more.

“Enter.” Dumbledore called and watched as Severus Snape head of Slytherin house entered his office. Dumbledore was hoping that maybe this man had some information for him. The dark greasy haired man walked up to the desk behind which Dumbledore sat with a slight frown.

“Headmaster why would Potter run from the school? It seems so odd and out of his personality.” Severus stated. Dumbledore sighed and rubbed at his forehead with a single hand the twinkle in his eyes dimming as though in worry.

“I just do not know Severus. I am worried that what ever caused him to do this it was not by his own choice.” Dumbledore said worry tinting his voice. He locked eyes with Severus and lightly attempted to push beyond Severus’ occlumency shields to see what the man was thinking. Like always though he could not get through them.

“If you want Albus I can attempt to learn if this was the Dark Lord’s doing when next he summons me.” Severus offered as he sneered. He double checked all his shields as he remembered what he had overheard the Headmaster say in that one room deep within the Hogwarts dungeons.

“That would be greatly appreciated Severus.” Dumbledore said calmly. He shook his head slowly and rubbed at his head a bit. “I just wish you had a reason to approach him within the next two days.”

“He does want me to find a potion or ritual that would return his appearance to being human Albus. If I could find something viable I would have a reason to return to him early.” Severus said with a slight frown.

“I see, with what we need to know maybe.” Albus stood seemingly distracted then moved along one of the walls in his office finally pulling a book off the shelf and carrying it over to Severus. “This book may give you a viable way, but remember I need to hear back from you about Harry.”

“I will do my best Albus.” Severus said then turned to leave holding the book. Albus nodded and shut her eyes. He smiled as he heard the door close behind the greasy haired man before glancing at the phoenix.

“My spy is such a lovely pawn isn’t he? Such a lovely easy to manipulate pawn just like so many other people.” Albus said and chuckled darkly.

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Voldemort stared silently down at the two men sleeping on the bed. He had entered the room shortly after arriving at Malfoy mansion but had yet to make any move to awaken either of them. He stared at the older of the two almost nervously twitching. He recognized the man almost perfectly.

He glanced out the room’s window and saw the sky slowly turning pink. He took a slow deep breath in then reached out to brush one of his pale white hands across James’ cheeks. James stirred turned a bit then began to whimper. The man was obviously beginning to have a nightmare. Voldemort paled seeing this and slowly shook his head.

“Love… pleassse wake up.” Voldemort partially hissed saying words he had almost fully forgotten how to say. James whimpered a bit louder shaking his head. His lips were moving as though begging for something to stop. Voldemort froze as a pale hand lifted and touched the side of his face. He winced and quickly slipped from the room. He knew what he looked like. He couldn’t let his love see him as a monster.

He shook his head his hands still touching his face. He quickly walked into Lucius’ study and began to pace by the fireplace. He avoided looking at anything as he gulped. He didn’t even notice the sun raising more. He didn’t realize how much time had gone by until Lucius entered his study fully dressed for the day.

“My lord I was expecting you to still be in the room with the two Potters.” Lucius said slightly surprised. Voldemort looked at Lucius and shook his head slowly. He touched a single one of his hands to his face once more.

“How can I face him Luciusss? How when I look like thisss?” Voldemort hissed the question. Lucius sighed realizing his lord would not willingly let James see him while he still appeared so snake like. Voldemort shook his head then quickly covered his head in a black hooded cloak keep the hood wrapped over his face.

“My lord maybe getting in touch with Severus and finding out if he has found anything to help you would be good?” Lucius suggested softly. He had never seen his lord so worried about something. Well not since he first started to date James all those years ago.

“Yes maybe I can even help him with it by supplying him with more books… including ancient rituals.” Voldemort said as he paced still. He needed his old appearance back and soon. Then he would be able to safely touch and hold James without him seeing a monster.

“Would you like me to get into contact with Severus for you? That way you wouldn’t have to call a meeting.” Lucius suggested softly. Voldemort stopped pacing then nodded to the man.

“That would be perfect. Tell him to come to my manor.” Voldemort stated then with a single deep breath flooed to his own home not wanting to be seen by James yet. Lucius just slowly shook his head with a sad sigh.

“My lord, he wouldn’t care how you looked.” Lucius said softly as he turned to go and check on the two Potters in the guest room.

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James jumped in the bed as he woke up his eyes squinting to figure out why it felt like he wasn’t in the room he had been trapped within for the last 15 years. He shuddered a moment then realized he was on a soft bed. He slowly remembered what had happened the night before when a whimper from the small body next to him pulled his attention from remembering.

“Harry.” James said softly turning to see his son lying out on the bed. The boy was whimpering though. He seemed to be in the throes of a terrible nightmare and yet was not making a noise. James slowly reached out a hand and gripped onto Harry’s shoulder.

Harry’s eyes opened fast and he stiffened for a moment his breathing stopping as he seemed to search for danger. Slowly his body relaxed before he glanced next to him. Sitting on the bed next to him was James. Tears began to form in his eyes as he grabbed onto his father and held on as though his life depended on it.

“I thought it was a dream.” Harry said almost silently. James smiled and rocked Harry gently shaking his head a bit.

“No little one. I’m here and I’ll never let you go again. Not now not ever. I’m so very proud of you for saving me.” James said as he held onto his son. Harry gulped and shuddered a moment before slowly relaxing.

“What are we going to do now dad? I mean I can’t go back to Hogwarts, not after what the headmaster was doing to you.” Harry said softly. James took a slow deep breath and frowned a moment.

“I know Harry we’ll have to talk to your other father about it and figure something out from there.” James said. Harry blinked slowly as he remembered what his father had told him the night before. Lily had never been Harry’s mother. Harry’s jaw dropped as it finally sunk in that that meant men could somehow get pregnant.

“Dad… how can a man get pregnant?” Harry asked blinking as the thought hit. He had trouble grasping the thought that if he so wished he could have a family with either sex. James laughed softly then sighed and rubbed at his head.


“No one told you? Magic alters the body just slightly, but it’s enough to ensure that two male wizards or even two female witches that are together can conceive a child between them.” James explained softly. Harry shook his head and sighed a bit. If he had started to experiment like he had been thinking of at the beginning of the year he could have ended up in a lot of trouble.

“Nope no one ever told me. They probably saw no reason to.” Harry said softly and sadly. He just leaned against James as the door opened to allow Lucius into the room. He looked between the two and sighed a moment. The sigh brought Harry’s attention to Lucius and his eyes widened as he hid behind James.

“Harry what’s wrong?” James asked softly. Harry shuddered a moment as Lucius sighed shaking his head a bit.

“James it’s not Harry’s fault he’s reacting like that. I have sort of attempted to kill him a few times previously.” Lucius admitted. James’ eyes narrowed hearing these words and snarled a moment.

“And why pray tell did you attempt to kill my son?” James asked harshly. Lucius sighed before shaking his head a moment. James should be able to understand about the reason but it was still his son so things might not be as easy to accept.

“The dark lord wanted him dead. I am not about to go against him James. You might be allowed to yell hit and tell him off but after your apparent defection we had to become almost mindless drones for him.” Lucius pointed out. Harry blinked then looked between them for a moment.

“Dad how could you get away with telling of Voldemort?” Harry asked. James sighed and rubbed at his head a moment as Lucius laughed to himself.

“Voldemort is your father and my lover Harry.” James said trying to keep a calm face. Harry stiffened a moment his eyes going wide. His shock was obvious making Lucius groan a bit.

“Why does he have to take after you so much James?” Lucius asked as Harry’s head spun and his eyes narrowed with a look of almost pure rage.

“You don’t know me as well as you think you do Mr. Malfoy.” Harry said his voice dead calm. He leaned against his father as his eyes closed trying to relax. He was the son of James Potter and Voldemort it was still hard to accept.

“Lucius could me and my son, get something to eat here. We both need to clean up, and then we also need some clothes. Especially Harry here, gods and goddesses I can’t believe he has had to be dressed in those awful clothes all this time.” James started to rant. Harry actually blushed at the way his dad was fussing. Lucius just shook his head then nodded.

“I’ll have one of the house elves bring you something to eat and some clean clothes. They may not fit properly but they will definitely be better than what you are presently wearing.” Lucius stated then walked out of the room. Harry shifted a bit then pulled away from his dad.

“Voldemort the man that has been trying to kill me every year since I started Hogwarts is my father?” Harry asked. He wanted to confirm again what he had heard. James smiled at Harry then laughed softly shaking his head.

“Yes he is your father Harry. I named you Harry Daemon Voldemort Potter. Though you were only told your name was Harry James Potter. I wanted to kill the Headmaster when he told me that to my face. Let alone all the other stuff he told me about.” James growled.

“Everything that has happened is because of the Headmaster isn’t it?” Harry asked softly almost terrified of what the answer would be. James hugged Harry tightly and nodded ever so slightly as the pop of a house elf was heard. James and Harry looked up to see the elf set food trays down on a small writing desk then nodded to them.

“Master says guests are to eat then clean up. Mitsy will bring clothes while guests are in bathroom.” The house elf stated then vanished with another pop. Harry sighed and rubbed at his face again. The two of them ate as Harry tried to calm and James just wondered when he would get to see Voldemort again.

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Severus entered his chambers with and glanced once more at the book Albus had given him. If he was correct this was a very dark book and not something he would ever have expected Albus to have, but then again after what he had seen last night with that hidden chamber had made him question his belief about Albus.

Severus scanned through the book then blinked at one specific ritual before giving an annoyed sigh. The ritual would have been perfect except for one single flaw. It required the blood of a direct relative. Severus sighed silently glad that the Dark Lord was not desperate to have his human form back yet. If he had been Severus would have been in a lot of pain by now.

Severus blinked and finally looked up as he heard his chambers fire flare as someone flooed into the room. He shut the book and waited whoever it knew it would be either Lucius or Dumbledore. Since anyone else would of asked permission to actually come into his chambers.

“Ahh Severus, I have some orders for you.” Lucius said as he walked into the room. Severus sighed and looked at Lucius calmly.

“What are they Lucius, you know I can’t have you here to long or the coot will start to get suspicious.” Severus stated his eyes narrowed.

“Our lord wants you to concentrate on finding out how to return him to a human body. The sooner you can do this, the better off we all will be Severus.” Lucius said calmly. Severus blinked and stared at Lucius then groaned and looked at the book he had just been looking through.

“Damn it. I found a ritual that would work except for one flaw.” Severus stated shaking his head. He was going to be in so much trouble if he didn’t find a way for this ritual to work or another way.

“What is the flaw Severus?” Lucius asked calmly surprised at how this had already happened.

“It requires the blood of a direct relative given willingly.” Severus stated with a sigh. “And as we both know our Lord killed his only living direct relative quite sometime ago.”

“Actually Severus it turns out our Lord has another relative one that may be willing to help.” Lucius said softly with a smirk.

“How and is it a direct relative?” Severus asked sitting up straight at this, his eyes going wide as his normal indifferent mask fell.

“Oh it is a direct relative Severus. How does a son sound to you?” Lucius asked. Severus blinked in shock and stared at Lucius before shaking his head.

“That would work, but who is this son? Why is it none of us knew about him?” Severus asked curious now. Lucius shook his head and looked around.

“Why don’t you come to my manor Severus, we will talk more there and away from the coot’s eyes.” Lucius said with a smirk. Severus frowned but slowly nodded. He could see why that would be a very good idea.

“I’ll come over as soon as my yearly ending duties are over here at the castle. Will you tell our Lord about what I have discovered Lucius?” Severus requested. Lucius nodded and smirked.

“Of course Severus, is there anything else I should let him know?” Lucius asked. Severus frowned and thought about how Harry had gone missing and how not telling could get him in trouble.

“Yes tell him that it seems Potter has run away from the old coot.” Severus stated calmly. Lucius laughed softly at this then nodded.

“Of course Severus, I’ll see you in two days. That will give our lord a chance to try and convince his son to help him.” Lucius said and stood. He headed back towards the fireplace to floo home.

“Thank you Lucius this will also give me more time to look through this ritual to be sure it’s not fake or somehow dangerous.” Severus stated. Lucius nodded then called out his home and left. Severus sighed and shook his head. Something had happened that was for sure. The only question that had gone unanswered though was who the Dark Lords son was.

Severus stood and walked over to his cupboard pulling out a crystal tumbler and a bottle of Old Ogden’s Fire Whiskey. He poured himself 3 fingers of the fine alcohol and then slowly sipped at it. Things were starting to move again, but this time much sooner after the last attempt than before. He returned to his seat to think on all that was happening.