Hogwarts:
Severus Snape was not a happy man, not at all. First he had learned that Sirius Black was going to come teach at the school bringing his wife and child, and that Bellatrix Lestrange and Peter Pettigrew had escaped from Azkaban. He had been told that Sirius at the school sent a message to any death eaters out there that he and it was very doubtful either would dare attack the school. Severus had thrown a fit, a full blown rage in Dumbledore's office complete with screaming, foaming at the mouth rage. In the middle of his rage Remus had come and to the surprise of Dumbledore and Severus agreed Severus had every right to be upset.
He came up with a compromise, Sirius would teach defense but he would have to answer to Severus as he was a head of house. In fact Severus would be his boss and have a right to make sure he was teaching what the students needed. Severus calmed down and agreed, but that did not mean he liked it in the least. He demanded an oath from Dumbledore that he had the right to sack Sirius if he endangered the school or students, he was surprised when that was allowed.
Yet even with all that Severus was in a horrible mood, in fact he had not shown up to the welcoming feast as of yet and Dumbledore was getting worried. Sirius was seated at the staff table next to Sprout and Hagrid with Remus next to McGonagall and Flitwick. Severus's spot was empty, that is until the first years came into the hall and the hat was about to sing. Severus came in making as grand an entrance as he could. He very nearly smirked as the first years trembled before him as he glided to the head table and took a seat glaring all the time.
The staff was not impressed but he had sent a message and Sirius was not stupid to not get that. Severus was in charge and he was not, he saw Harry smirk where he sat and realized his own godson was on Snape's side! He watched the sorting and realized the students were really so tiny at this age! Once the feast was done and Dumbledore gave his speech it was time for the prefects to lead the new first years to their dorms.
"Oi come on you lot!" Neville said being the male prefect for fifth year Gryffindor. "Right this way little ones."
"Neville that is not nice!" Hermione said walking up next to him, she was the female fifth year prefect for Gryffindor.
"Right come on you! Off to the dungeons!" Draco said getting Harry to roll his eyes at Draco being a prefect. "Have something to say Potter?"
"No, just don't let this get to your head." Harry retorted.
"Why are you not a prefect? Not perfect Potter?" Draco taunted him.
"Draco we have been over this, I have too much on my plate to be a prefect, I would have sent the badge back as I don't have the time." Harry said, 'besides I would have to be good!"
"Which is something you are not." Ron said appearing at Harry's side, "Malfoy."
"Weasley."
"Better tend to your firsties, they look terrified." Ron said, "see you later Ferret."
"Stop calling me that!" Draco snarled. "I will call my father."
"Not scared of him." Ron retorted.
"Fine your mother."
"Ouch, dear brother ickle Malfoy is growing up!" Fred said at Ron's side.
"Yes and he really does not what the wrath of mum on him." George added.
"Break it up gentlemen, off to bed with you lot." Remus said walking up.
The teens did break it up and headed off to their dorms, at least they were not throwing hexes and curses. In fact they did like each other but still could throw barbs and insults at each other without tiring. Remus walked part of the way up to the Gryffindor dorms stopping at the suite of rooms he shared with Sirius and his family. He had his own room next to his godson and he would help with the boy in the night as needed. He was worried about the future, Fate had not contacted him again and he wondered why. Maybe he was relying on her too much, he had helped change so much but what if it was not enough? He could only hope that this time they were ready for whatever was in store for them.
The defense clubs, both of them were doing very well, most of the students had signed up and they all were able to cast strong powerful spells. Some of them like the Patronus were hard because of the fact it took a lot of positive emotions to cast, it was emotion, not memory that powered the charm, just like with the Unforgivables you had to really mean them to cast them. It was myth a death eater or dark wizard could not cast a Patronus, they could, though their positive emotions were a lot darker and more violent than those of an average witch or wizard. Remus had seen Severus's, on accident but had not laughed, he showed understanding and realized Severus was bound to the house Potter. He needed to find out how but knew Severus was not giving up that information willingly.
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Albania Late September:
It had taken far longer for Bellatrix to get here than she would have liked. However Pettigrew had kept them free on the route he chose, it may have taken longer but no-one knew where they were headed and that was fine with her. She had found Wormtail as he liked to be called far more deadly than previously thought. When offered a chance to bring back Voldemort he had jumped at the chance, he was a coward but a useful one. He had no problem killing and had once or twice done so when someone had come too close. He was more sane those first few weeks than Bellatrix, she had taken time to recover as they made their way slowly to where their lord was at, hurting and in need of their help. Yet now they were close and the offering Bellatrix carried would give him a chance to come back.
She had made sure that both she and Wormtail were bathed and clad in the new robes and clothing they had stole. They had to look presentable to their lord and master. The bundle squirmed and gave out a whimper, Bellatrix did not like the brat, he was a bother but he would provide the ritual to bring Voldemort back to a human form, abet a young human form. If done correctly and by a witch he would be able to use the body for a year with no ill effects. Plenty of time for performing the ritual for him to come back fully and to his full strength. Unfortunately he could not use Riddle Manor as she had found it burned down, however she had found a small vial of what looked like dust but hopefully was his father's bones.
"Who goes there?" Came a voice that Bellatrix thought she would never hear again.
"Bellatrix master, I came as soon as I could once free." Bellatrix replied, "if not for Pettigrew I would have rotted in that hell."
"I must confess I was not expecting anyone, ah you bring a gift?" Voldemort said from somewhere in front of them.
"I did master, a vessel for you." Bellatrix replied, "I have the ingredients as well master."
"You are a worthy servant Bellatrix and you will be rewarded above all others." Voldemort said then to Wormtail, "I will deal with you later."
"Yes master." Wormtail replied.
Bellatrix set to work at once and drew out the supplies from her expanded satchel. In short order she had a man-sized cauldron over a fire with the ingredients for the dark ritual she was to perform ready. She cut her wrist and took the baby boy all the while she muttered a dark and deadly chant. She slit the child's throat and let his blood flow out into the cauldron and then slit her wrist and pressed it to the wound. Her blood flowed into the veins of the baby and it gave out a cry, she lowered it into the cauldron and called on the formless dark lord to enter his new abode. There was a howl of dark evil magic and a flash and the fire shot up. Then the dark lord spoke from deep within the cauldron.
"Wormtail robe me." He said and Wormtail walked up with a set of small black robes and did as he was asked. "So small, but not weak, maybe you should have used a witch instead of wizard, I would have more power."
"I could not master, the ritual would not let me." Bellatrix said, "I am not strong enough to create a new one master."
"You did well" Voldemort said standing up and looking down at his five-year-old body, "this will do until I gain my true from.
The creature that stood before them was the size and shape of a five year old child but that was where the similarities ended. No child had ever looked so evil as he did, red eyes glowed in a flat snake-like face. The skin was red as if freshly burned but faintly scaled. He smiled a cold evil smile and looked at his hands and took the wand offered him by Bellatrix. Time to let his followers know he was back and soon would call him. He cast the spell and both Bellatrix and Wormtail shuttered and cried out in pain as their dark marks burned once more. Far away the others felt the burn and fell in agony as their lord let them know he was coming and judgment day was not far off.
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Harry gasped in pain and came awake clutching at his head. He bit his lip and held his head where his scar was at and moaned as pain ripped through it. It hurt so bad he thought that it would burst and bleed but it did not, he was vaguely aware of Ron and Neville by his side and Seamus calling for McGonagall. He must have screamed out for them to be here, he could not care at this time, the pain was nearly unbearable. Then just as McGonagall got to him the pain was gone and he lay sweat soaked and trembling curled up in bed. He looked up at her his green eyes glassy with the pain he had gone through.
"Harry what happened?" McGonagall asked looking very worried.
"My scar hurt, sort of." Harry said, "got here fast, Seamus can't Apparate, castle not allow it."
"My wards went off, I came as fast as I could child." McGonagall replied, "I will take you to madam Pomfrey."
"No, I need to speak to the headmaster, and my godfathers." Harry said, "it's about Riddle."
"Very well, but here drink this first." McGonagall said handing him a vial.
Harry did and he was grateful for the wards put up to alert the heads of houses of things like this. It was something that had not been used much for two hundred years but had been reinstated at the end of his third year. The heads now took a more active role in their student's lives and so far there were twenty students who had been removed from their homes due to being abused by their parents. That was one thing Harry was very lucky in, sure he was kept in a cupboard and made to wear Dudley's castoffs and do most of the chores but he was fed and never beat. He had seen kids that were beat and starved and it made him grateful that was not him. He got up and threw on his school robes over his pajamas and followed his head of house out and up to the headmaster's office.
He saw Severus there already looking very pale and still trembling, in that instance Harry knew he had served the dark lord at one time but that strangely did not bother him. People changed and he knew Snape had, he was not the evil greasy git bastard that so many painted him as. He saw Harry come in and for once he had nothing to say. Dumbledore was here as well and Harry stared as well he should. The headmaster had carefully braided his hair and beard for sleep and was clad in a very bright yellow dressing gown over his night shirt. It very nearly brought his headache back and he was going to speak when Sirius came into the room looking very concerned, seeing Harry he came and knelt by him worry on his face.
"Harry what happened?" Sirius asked.
"Oh nothing, just Riddle is back, got to watch Bellatrix raise him to a five year old form out of a cauldron." Harry said, "bloody hurt too!"
"Why is he here?" Sirius said glaring at Severus.
"I am here to confirm Mr. Potter's claim." Severus said, "you know my role in the last war did you not?"
"Yea death eater, murderer arsehole, I leave anything out?" Sirius shot back.
"Shut it you inbreed bastard!" Severus shot back.
"How dare you, my parents were married!" Sirius snarled.
"Yes but they were brother and sister were they not?" Severus said silkily.
"Why you how dare you!" Sirius snarled, he may not have liked his family but those kind of claims really got him mad, "I am a pureblood and you should do well to remember that half-blood!"
"Better a half-blood with brains than you!"
"Man whore!"
"Go f..."
"Would you to stop it! You both are giving me a headache, as if I did not already have one!" Harry snapped glaring at the two men.
Both looked at him wide eyed, they had their wands out but had froze at the look Harry was giving them. There was no trace of James in him at the moment, none at all. The look was pure Lily and it chilled both men as Harry glared down both men. Severus was used to having to serve a dark wizard, to be tortured and hexed but this, this was something he could not take. Neither could Sirius and looked away not able to see the anger and reproach in his godson's eyes. It would have been even better if Remus could be there to see this but he was in the hospital wing due to a dueling accident.
"We are on the same side, I respect and like both of you." Harry said, "however I will not tolerate you fighting like this around me!"
"You should stay out of things that do not concern you Mr. Potter." Severus said.
"This does concern me sir." Harry said keeping his voice low and calm scaring the wits out of the two men, it was Lily all over again, he even was tapping his wand against his leg like she had! "I will not stand for this, we are on the same side, Draco and I are not as bad as you two!"
"You wish to lose points for that comment?" Severus said silkily.
"Harry is right." Dumbledore said getting both men to turn to him, "we should listen to him."
"Fine, I will behave with professor Snape." Sirius said, 'but if you want us to sit around the campfire singing songs I am sorry pup but it will not happen."
"But what if I want that?" Harry said smirking, "I mean please?"
"Harry..."
"He has Lily's wit." Severus said looking at Harry as if for the first time, "there is little of James in him. He is nearly all Lily's child."
"Good thing that, we do not need another James Potter!" McGonagall said.
Harry grinned his headache forgotten for the time being as McGonagall had backed him up! He was glad he was more like his mother, he was sure his father, if he were alive would be happy to see that. Harry knew the war had come back and he would have to fight, but he was not going in unprepared. Voldemort had met his match in Harry and the new Wizarding world, he had as Harry liked to say not yet received the memo. Yet he would when he tried to gain new followers, this new world wanted nothing to do with him and only his old followers would follow out of fear not loyalty. His time was drawing to a close and Harry was looking forward to him going down and soon.
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Yea Voldemort is back, and in such a horrible way too. The connection is still there between Harry and Riddle but it is much more one sided. However it comes at a cost, Harry will suffer pain from it and it will make him irritable and moody I must warn you of that now.