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Who's My Daddy?	By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 10051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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A/N: Now comes the action! Well,
the first part of the action, that is. Let�s see what Harry�s
friends will do to help save him from Voldemort�s
grasp! Read on, and thanks for all the reviews! Appreciate the love!

Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, but I do want to own Severus
Snape! Ngee hee hee~! >:)

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WHO�S MY DADDY?

�� The hallway of an old abandoned
manor was dark and gloomy as it was only lit with small candles running out of
wax on old worn-out chandeliers. There were old, torn furniture that have seen
better days scattered around the hallway in a careless fashion. In the middle
of the hallway, there gathered a huge group of hooded people with skeleton
masks across their faces. Among them were ours truly Severus
Snape, Ron, Hermione, Draco,
Remus and Sirius-Kiaran,
all dressed in dark and hooded, blending into the crowd.

�� Are you sure this is going to work?
I�m feeling rather out of place right now,� Ron whispered, almost going into
the verge of stuttering.

�� Relax, Ron. Just try to blend in,�
Hermione whispered back, looking around warily to see if they were being
watched.

�� Blend in? How do you expect me to
blend in when we�re surrounded by the enemies?�

�� I don�t know! Just pretend that
you�re one of them. You know perfectly clear that this is the only way we can
save him.�

�� Oh, that�s really reassuring for a
start.�

�� Honestly, you two,� Draco sighed tiredly. �Another one of your bickering and
you�ll get us all into serious deathly trouble.�

�� It�s not my fault that�� Hermione�s
retaliation was stopped short by Remus� hush.

�� Quiet down, all
of you. You�re blowing off our cover,� Remus
hissed before turning to Sirius-Kiaran and asked,
�How are you holding up, Padfoot? You�ve possessed
that body for a long while. I worry about the host.�

�� Don�t fret, Moony,� Sirius-Kiaran replied. �I�m holding up fine and my host�s spirit
is sleeping rather peacefully right now. If he can survive my previous
possession, I�m sure he can survive this one.�

�� Hush,� Severus�
warning tone brought everyone in attention. �The Dark Lord is approaching.�

�� As soon as he said it, the
atmosphere of the hallway became dark and grim. An aura began to emerge in
front of all the gathered Death Eaters as Voldemort
slowly apparated into the clearing they made for him.
The candles on the chandeliers flickered viciously, threatening to blow themselves
out upon the presence of the dark entity that invaded the place. Soon, Lord Voldemort stood in full form with a bundle in his hand. The
younger fake Death Eater, namely Ron, Hermione and Draco,
held their breaths as they witnessed the legendary Dark Lord face to face for
the first time. Remus, Sirius-Kiaran
and Severus narrowed their eyes with wary, the sight
of the Dark Lord all too familiar to them to be awed at.

�� Welcome, my faithful friends,� Voldemort spoke in his devilish tone as he removed his hood
and unwrapped the bundle in his arms, revealing a tiny pale baby sucking his
thumb as he slept peacefully. �Tonight is a night of celebration, for I, Lord Voldemort, have officially become the proud father of a
child worthy to continue my legacy and reign of terror. Behold, my son Naga, your Prince!�

�� Hail, Prince Naga!�
the Death Eaters exclaimed in unison, repeating it almost five times before Voldemort raised his hand to silence them. He signaled for
Peter Pettigrew a.k.a. Wormtail to come forward.

�� Wormtail,
bring me the solution.�

�� Yes, master,� Wormtail
replied in his raspy voice and reached into his robes. He fished out a
hexagon-shaped bottle made of glass that contained some sort of milky-brown
liquid. Voldemort took it and fed it to the baby
while chanting some sort of monotonous spell. As if in cue, the Death Eaters
chanted along with him without hesitation. Severus
gasped a little. He knew this spell well.

�� No�it cannot be��

�� What? What is it?� Sirius-Kiaran asked, pretending to follow along the chanting.

�� It�s a Rapid Growth Serum the Dark
Lord is feeding the child,� Severus whispered. �The
serum has to come along with a spell to take effect. The Dark Lord is trying to
force the child to grow up��

�� To let the child
inherit the legacy throne quicker!� Remus
finished his sentence. �That devil�!�

�� All of a sudden, a blinding flash
engulfed the entire hallway and extinguished all the candles on the
chandeliers. Everyone, even Wormtail and Voldemort had to shield their eyes from the light as the
baby floated off the Dark Lord�s arms and into the mid-air. A change began as
the mop of hair on the baby�s head grew longer and his limbs stretched. The
baby cried at the sudden transformation he was going through�it sounded like
the pain was killing him. After what seemed like hours, the blinding light
finally subsided and darkness engulfed the hallway. The Death Eaters muttered
worriedly at each other, wondering what had just happened. It was only when Voldemort used his wand to relit the candles that they saw
what replaced the small, innocent-looking little baby was a naked pre-teen with
bright brown eyes, silver-blonde hair and skin as pale as the moon. He was
kneeling on the ground hugging himself and crying,
shivering in the cold, and while he tried to look up and blink his eyes open, a
small birthmark shaped like a lightning bolt could be seen just near his nape.

�� Behold,
everyone!� Voldemort�s voice boomed. �Bow down to
your future master, your Prince Naga Marvolo Riddle!�

�� Hail, Prince Naga!�
the Death Eaters went down on one knee as they knelt before the little boy
still shivering with cold and trying to hold back the upcoming tears. It seemed
to him as if the transformation still hurt him to move.

�� I am grateful to say that if it
weren�t for the traits I have chosen from Lucius Malfoy�s son and Severus Snape, my son wouldn�t have come to being. Lucius, Severus, stand up to
receive your ovation.�

�� Lucius
stood up almost immediately while Severus tried to
act as casual as he could as the rest of the Death Eaters clapped their hands
and congratulated them. Draco looked at his father in
disgust. Was this the person that he had looked up to all these years? Being
pathetically submissive and law-abiding when he was taught not to? He was
disappointed at him during his fifth year when Voldemort
was rumoured to be in full reign. That disappointment
had just gone up a notch.

�� F�Father�?� the boy voiced out
tentatively as Voldemort took one of his hands and
helped him up. Wormtail immediately went over to the
young prince and wore him a dark green cloak. Sirius-Kiaran
grimaced in disgust at Wormtail�s actions. Always
the butt-kisser and the idolizer, he thought.

�� My precious Prince Naga,� Voldemort caressed the
boy�s face, his expression a mixture of pride and malice. �Welcome to the
world. I have waited so long for this.�

�� Mother�? Where is Mother?� Naga asked, looking around questioningly at all the hooded
people in front of him.

�� Your Mother is right here,� Voldemort said as he snapped his fingers. All the Death
Eater, including the fakes, gasped as the Cloaking Spell was disabled to reveal
the famous Boy Who Lived Harry James Potter chained onto the dusty wall of the
hallway, slumped in a stupor. He was only dressed in an old, smudge-filled T-Shirt
dress and he looked like he needed a nice long bath.

�� That�s right, my faithful friends.
For those who did not know, he is the person I used to carry Naga to term. I do not deny that he is powerful in his own
way, which is why such worthy a foe is perfect to be the mother of the child I
have planned to lead you all.�

�� Mother!� Naga wanted to rush up to Harry but Voldemort
stopped him.

�� Are you willing to accept a mother
who hated you ever since you existed?�

�� But�� Naga�s
face bunched up a little as if remembering something from a long, distant past.
�But it�s not Mother�s fault. He was just angry. He never meant what he said��

�� Anger is something no one can truly
subside,� Voldemort said as he turned him away from
Harry. �Your mother had always been angry with me, and now knowing that you�re
part of me, what are the chances of your mother not being angry with you again
and not mean anything he said?�

�� I�I don�t know, Father��

�� Look around you, Naga my son. You are born of privileges. You are born to
serve the greatest destiny ever. You are born to lead these people who would
love, honour and fear you more than anything else,
and you will continue my righteous legacy and spread the reign of terror and
tyranny among the wizarding world. You are born out
of the most prefect traits and powers I had chosen to bestow upon you and I
have chosen your mother as the final piece of the puzzle because he had
survived the Killing Curse when others could not. Your mother did not
appreciate this great opportunity to rule alongside you and I
and was angered by my plans. He doesn�t deserve to be part of this legacy. He
doesn�t deserve to live, as I believe you think the same way.�

�� But�� Naga
stole another glance at the unconscious Harry. �He�s still�my mother��

�� Remember what he called you
before?� Voldemort whispered at his ear.

�� No�He didn�t mean it�� Naga was still in denial.

�� He called you a �troublesome piece
of growth that wasn�t supposed to be there�,� Wormtail
grinned as he whispered at his other ear. �I was there in my rat form when your
father asked me to search for your mother�s whereabouts. I heard everything.�

�� No�Stop�Please�� Naga cried as he put his hands over his ears, not wanting
to hear those venomous words repeated again.

�� It�s either hearing those words
again for the rest of your life with your mother,� Voldemort
laid his hands on Naga�s shoulders, �or taking
control of the situation with me.�

�� With tears flowing down his cheeks, Naga�s brown eyes became icy cold as he slowly got rid of
his self-denial and self-pity. He held out his left wrist, ready to be branded
with the Dark Mark, and whispered coldly, �I don�t have a mother. Not anymore.�

�� In the midst of the triumphant Death
Eaters, Ron�s heart ached worse than what the other fakes were feeling, unable
to watch anymore of this display. He turned to Draco
with determination written all over his face.

�� We gotta
save Harry now! It�s the only chance we�ve got while they�re distracted.�

�� Don�t be daft, weasel! This isn�t
the time to be brash about this! I�m not going to be gallivanting around��

�� You�d say anything to watch Harry
go down! I don�t care! I�m going!� Ron finally said out loud, then threw off
his hood and cloak and yelled as he ran through the crowd, �Hang on, Harry!
We�re coming to get you!!�

�� This is what you get when penniless
ignorant wizards and witches reproduce,� Draco
groaned in dismay.

�� Their cover was blown. There�s no
use in hiding and blending in. Ron, Hermione, Draco, Remus and Sirius-Kiaran whipped
out their wands and started attacking the Death Eaters as they made their way
through them to get to Harry. Harry stirred a little at the noise but made no
attempt to wake up. Severus was a little torn. Should
he prove his loyalty to Voldemort by pretending to
fight alongside with the Death Eaters? Should he blow his cover and join the
rest to fight the dark league? Should he take this chance of relieving himself
off the burden of a double agent or should he continue playing both sides to
stay alive?

�� In the end, his conscience betrayed
his intentions. He removed the Death Eater attire he had worn since he first
joined the League of the Dark marks and ran through the clearing made by his
teammates. He used the Disarming Spell on both Wormtail
and Naga who ended up being thrown back and hit Voldemort off balance. He then yelled �Alohomora�
to undo the chains on Harry and caught him before he lands face first on the
floor. Everything happened almost less than 30 seconds.

�� Let�s leave this place! Now!� Severus ordered as he closed
his eyes tight and, with Harry in his arms, willed himself to apparate. The rest followed one by one, leaving the
remaining dazed Death Eaters, Wormtail, Naga and Voldemort to fend for
themselves.

�� As Voldemort
slowly picked himself off the floor, he smirked
knowingly and hissed, �So, Snivellus, you wish for
death? So be it.�

A/N:
Ooh, looks like there�s gonna be something promising.
Keep on reading! Reviews plz!
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