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What Would You Do?	By : snapeisthebest Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-What Would You Do?
- 2-two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Ninteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Final
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11:53pm, July 30

Lord Voldemort sat in his study contemplating recent events. He felt he had been too harsh on his Death Eaters lately. When he first rose to power, he didn't punish his followers unless they deserved it; really deserved it. He knew that every since before his graduation from Hogwarts, the anger and hatred he had begun to feel had increased. Why, he didn't know. All he knew was that he HAD to eliminate all Mudbloods for the wizarding world to rise to the level he feels it should be.

However, since his return, Voldemort hadn't felt quite as strong about the punishments. For that matter, he hasn't felt as much hatred or anger; at all. Some of his most trusted, those he used to call friends before Harry Potter defeated him, have commented on finally seeing him smile again. The Dark Lord could only assume this turn of events was because of Potter.

The ritual in the graveyard used Potter's blood. Maybe some of his Gryffindor goody-goodiness was passed to Tom. He had his people checking it out to see.

Since he could now feel strong emotions from the boy, Voldemort knew that something happened between Harry Potter and himself that night. The strongest emotion he had felt from the boy was love. Not so unusual, right?

No, it was to whom that love was directed at that was shocking. Almost as shocking was when the Dark Lord discovered that he could go into Potter's mind and see from his eyes. Which is how he found out the person Dumbledore's golden Boy was so deeply in love with.

You could imagine his astonishment when the great dark wizard felt the power of love coming from somewhere inside of himself. Being the Slytherin he is, Tom looked inside himself to find the source.

Once there he found he was looking through someone else's eyes. Of this he was certain as it had been a VERY long time since Tom Riddle had to have detention. As he looked around, he noticed a familiar figure sitting at a large desk across the room.

Every time he looked at the Potion Master hunched over his desk, presumably grading papers, that feeling got stronger. That is when Tom Riddle discovered Harry Potter was in love with Severus Snape!

Now, Lord Voldemort would not do justice to his family name if he didn't find a way to use this information to his advantage. He knew Potter would do anything for those he loved. He also knew that he could send visions to the boy. He had an idea to get the Potter Heir to come to him. Sadly, it would involve torturing one of his friends. It was near to midnight, and he only had a few minutes to get ready.

Riddle rose from his chair and made his way to his bathroom. Rummaging around in the cabinets, he finally found the potion he was looking for. He would leave it in the foyer with a note for Severus when he arrived. Voldemort knew he couldn't reveal too much to the closest friend he had. Not yet anyway.

****A few hours later****

It was getting harder and harder to have to torture his followers. He didn't really know why he did. Tom knew exactly how it felt and couldn't understand why he was compelled to keep doing it all these years.

Severus had arrived and quickly read the note that was with the potion. Then, without hesitation drank the potion left for him. Voldemort smiled at this thought. It had taken some time but he was glad that he had earned the potions master's trust all those years ago. It would appear that even after all he had put the man through, he still held that trust.

Voldemort had been waiting in his throne room for Severus to come in. He didn't budge as the side door opened and the man entered. Severus walked to the throne, immediately bowed down and remained unmoving and silent as the note had instructed.

The Dark Lord smiled at his friend and then retreated into his mind to find the connection to Potter. When it was found, he yanked (using his mind of course) pulling the boy into a "vision", one Voldemort knew would be remembered.

Now, all he had to do was wait. Tom knew that sooner or later, Harry Potter would come to him on his own. Since the Graveyard, Tom had been fascinated by how his whole world had been turned upside down. He was nowhere near as violent.

While lost in thought, Voldemort didn't notice the owl that flew in and landed on the table next to him. Not until the bird nipped his finger to get his attention.

Wondering who would be writing him a letter, he took the parchment and unrolled it as the bird left, and read:

Dearest Uncle Tom,

Please don't think this a joke. It is me, Sabine. Or should I say, FA. See, I really am your niece. If you wish further proof, here it is. That day, you came home to find me sitting in the lap of a monster. The same monster explained he had been placing spells on you for years to make you turn dark. This day, he came to finish it. He stunned me and made you give him some of your magic. When he completed his spells on you, he forced you to do unbearable things to your own twin sister, Tamah, my mother. Hours later, he ordered you to kill her. And you did, because you had no choice. Then, you left.

Now, what you don't know: I woke after he cast the first spell he cast on you. Everything he said, I heard. All I could do was lay there pretending to be out cold. I was so scared. When I heard him tell you about the memory charm, I wished and tried to will it to not work. You were (and still are) my favorite person and I didn't want you to forget me. It seemed to work. You remembered your love for Mother. I heard what you told her. You didn't fail me, as I hope not to fail you.

After you left, Dumbledore placed me with a Muggle family. They took me in and gave me a new name. I never forgot you or my true heritage. After completing Hogwarts, I got a mastery in Charms and did a lot of research into breaking the spells the bastard put on you. He still does not know that I remember everything from that day.

You are most likely wondering why, if I have known all along, I did not contact you sooner. Well, in true Slytherin style, I embedded myself deep within enemy territory. It had to be done in order to learn all I could on how to bring our family back together.

Being a Charms Master, I developed a means to link family to each other; even if they have never met. The only indication anything was done is a small scar that will appear in the shape of a lightning bolt. I cast this charm on my baby boy. It is unbreakable. Yes, I am that good. He will be forever linked to you as you to him. You will be drawn to him, as he will you, if you are not together. You will be able to feel each other's emotions and see through the others eyes. This should help in finding one another.

Yes, I know that you are "The Dark Lord, Voldemort" and of the things you have done over the years. Dumbledore has made a point to blame you and your followers for everything. Even things I know he has done himself. I also know, even though you may not, that you had no choice.

I still love you, Uncle Tom. Always have. I only hope my son will love you as much as I. He is sleeping as I write this letter which will be delivered to you on his 17th birthday. When you are with him; I will be happy.

Dumbledore is getting suspicious and I fear he will soon do something drastic. We both know what he is capable of. My husband appears as one of his followers. I was never in love with him but others think I am. We had no choice but to fool them all. Have I made you proud, Uncle Tom? I kept true to the family, even if no one knew but Mother and me. She comes to me you know. Under the circumstances of her death, the powers that be let her come to me when she is needed. That is how I know I will not be there in person when the family is whole again.

Someone unwelcome is here. I must go now.

Always with all my love,

Sabine, Your little FA,

now known as Lily Evans Potter

As he read the name on the letter, Lord Voldemort let out a gut and heart wrenching wail.

His little FA had lived that day only to be struck down by his own hand. "Oh my sweet Tamah, can you ever forgive me for what I've done to her. And to you?" Tom wailed as he sobbed for his fallen family.

Every time he thought about Tamah, his chest would tighten from the pain he still felt. He should have known better than to trust that twinkling bastard.

******************Tom's Remembering************************

As a student, he had gone to one of his teachers with ideas on how he thought the wizarding world could be so much better. That teacher offered to teach him the means to achieve those goals.

Tom Riddle had "lessons" with Professor Dumbledore twice a week during his seventh year and for several years after graduation. Had he known what would happen, he would have kept his mouth shut.

Albus Dumbledore promised to help him make the wizarding world a better place. As long as Tom followed only him and gave up some of his immensely powerful magic to Dumbledore himself. Tom agreed to this but he would only give up his magic towards the end of their "lessons".

During their "lessons", Tom was put under the Cruciatus as well as several other means of torture. He was "taught" how to lead people to a better way by using fear. "Know what they fear and use it to get them to do your bidding," was what Dumbledore had told him over and over again.

During this time, Tamah married and had a beautiful daughter, Sabine. His niece became his world. Nothing was too good for the first Slytherin Heiress in more than two centuries. She was his little FA (Fire Angel; his nick-name for her because of her hair was like fire with the face of an angel.) Tom vowed to always protect her. Because of this vow, Riddle went to Dumbledore and told the old man that his priorities had changed. He no longer wished to "train". Dumbledore simply smiled and asked what had changed. Tom explained that there were more important things in life than power and went on to explain about the importance of his family in his life now.

It was a few days later when Tom found out exactly how far Albus Dumbledore was willing to go for power.

Tom had just returned home from a meeting at the Ministry of Magic. Immediately, he knew something was wrong. Even though Tom Riddle was the Heir of Slytherin, his little sister and her family lived in the ancestral home also. When his little FA (pronounced fay) did not greet him, he grew concerned. She was always there within moments of his arrival.

As Tom began to search for his family, he noticed the body of Ince, his brother-in-law. It appeared as if he was hit in the back. Never knowing what hit him. Tom did notice a familiar magical presence.

"Dumbledore!" he yelled as he searched for his family and the man.

Upon entering his study, he found them. And he was NOT a very happy man.

His beloved Tamah, badly beaten, was lying on the floor at the man's feet as he sat in Tom's favorite chair. His darling FA was sitting in the bastard's lap.

'I am going to incinerate that chair later.'

"Come here please, my FA?" Tom asked of his niece. He had a really bad feeling about what was going on.

"But, Uncle Tom, Misser Dummydoor said he had a 'pecial 'prise for me." The girl informed her uncle.

"Did he now?" inquired Tom as he glared at his former professor. Who simply sat there and twinkled.

"What, precisely, is this surprise?" he asked Dumbledore. Not really wanting to know, he just wanted this sick man out of his home and life.

"My dear Tom, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise." Albus responded with a feral grin.

"Tommy, please, don't let him hurt her" Tamah whispered from the floor. This is when Tom noticed the state his sister was in. Not only was she badly beaten, her clothes were torn like she had been raped. Looking her in the eyes, Tom knew it was true. He moved to help his sister, but was stopped by Dumbledore's glare.

"Now, now. I already told you that I have no desire to hurt her." Dumbledore emphasized this with a kick to the broken woman.

Tom charged him. Unfortunately, he didn't make it far as he noticed the bastard had his wand pressed into his little FA's side. How could he have not already seen this?

"What is it you want, old man?" Tom relented.

"Only what you promised me, Tom."

"I promised it AFTER your so-called lessons were done. Lessons, indeed!!! All you did was torture and belittle me. How can so many people look up to a person like you?"

"My boy, those were lessons you will never forget. Also you will use them towards others. People look up to me because I am the symbol of Light. Defeating Grindelwald worked wonders for my public relations." Dumbledore stated smugly.

"I will never do those things to another. And I WILL NOT give you any of my magic!!!!" Tom shouted.

"Oh, but, I think you will." Albus said as he ran his fingers down the face of the child still in his lap. "You wouldn't want me to take hers would you? It would be very much in the same manner that I took her mother's."

Tom paled at this comment. 'Surely, even he would do that to a four year old!' Then, he saw by the gleam in the other man's eye 'yes, he would and a lot more.'

Riddle hung his head in defeat as he walked over to the man he had once looked up to.

"Fine! You win. Just don't hurt my FA."

"As I said, I have no desire to hurt HER! You, on the other hand, are an entirely different story." Dumbledore sneered as he stood and placed the girl on the floor by her mother.

Before he knew what was happening, Tom was backhanded. He slightly stumbled, but regained himself quickly. The years of torment by this man had taught him not to show too much weakness.

"You, Tom, are so ignorant!! Did you not realize I was training you to be my enemy? As defeater of a dark lord, people look up to me. I had more control and power while the war was going on than anyone ever has in history. I want that power and glory back. With a few well placed spells and events, the wizarding world will have a new Dark Lord to fear. Have you not noticed the increases in your anger over the past few years? Probably not. I have been casting spells on you since that first day when you came to me with your silly ideas for MY world. Only a few more spells on you and my job will be completed. For now. As you will have to be defeated."

"What makes you think I will stand by and let you cast spells on me?" Tom asked sullenly.

"What makes you think that you have a choice?" Dumbledore bent down and grabbed a handful of red hair and pulled the girl up to stand.

"Please, Misser Dummydoor, you hurting me" the girl cried as she looked at her uncle with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry child, but your Uncle Tom needs to understand a few things. You will stand there and allow me to cast the remaining spells to turn you into the next dark lord or…" Albus started fiercely, "she suffers" he finished casually.

"You wouldn't dare!!" Tom shouted.

But, Albus did dare as he turned and shot a spell at the girl who then fell to the floor as if dead.

Tamah and Tom both screamed with pure hatred and hurt. Tamah tried to get to Dumbledore but Tom held her back. He did not like the look of hurt directed at him by this action. So, he simply said, "I know what he is capable of doing. I can't lose you too."

His heart wrenched at her next words.

"This son of a bitch killed my Ince in front of me, beat me and then raped me taking my magic. Now, he has killed my baby in front of me. And YOU can't lose me too. What reason do I have to go on, Tommy?" she asked with venom.

Before he could answer, Dumbledore hit her knocking her unconscious. "If you don't want her to die, you will allow me to finish this. You know what happens to magical twins when one dies, right? The surviving twin goes slowly insane reliving every bad thing that ever happened to either one of them. So, let's do this, shall we?" Albus was confident Tom would have no more objections.

"Which spells are you to use?"

"The first is to finish your anger and hatred towards EVERYTHING non-magical." Dumbledore grinned as he saw Tom look frightened over to his sister.

"The next will erase all memory you have of ever feeling love of any kind. Finally, there will be a combination spell of my own. You will be compelled to rid the magical world of all things with no magic by any means. You will also take great pleasure in torturing those you can convince to follow you." Dumbledore finished with eyes twinkling like mad that he was going to get his way.

"But first, you will give me that bit of magic you promised, "Albus Dumbledore said with a grin as he further approached Tom.

Tom reluctantly stood in front of Dumbledore and performed the spell to transfer a small piece of his magic to the bastard that just killed his family. His only consolation was in the fact he was giving a much smaller bit than Dumbledore wanted.

When he was done, Tom could see the malevolence in the other's eyes as he said, "My turn" and raised his wand.

The Slytherin Heir stood there and allowed his enemy; yes he was the enemy now after what he'd just done, to cast the final spells to turn him completely dark. He couldn't bring himself to care anymore. All he loved and held dear was gone. Forever. As Tom felt the magic wash over him, he vowed to one day avenge the ones he loved. No matter what!

Tom fell to his knees in pain as the spells took effect on him. He could feel the anger and hatred swelling in his entire being. After a few minutes, he stood on unsure legs and faced his enemy.

"Our deal is completed. You have taken everything from me and you will pay." Tom pointed his wand at Albus and started to speak the killing curse.

Before he could complete the first word, he was hit with a blinding pain throughout his entire body.

"Silly, silly boy! I told you that you would never be able to harm or kill me. But…" the man trailed off as he turned his wand to Tamah and said a soft "enervate" to awaken her. "Tom, this woman has no magic anymore. She was not worthy enough to keep the gift from the gods. What should we do with her?" the white haired man asked with a knowing smirk. The spells should have taken by now.

"Tommy, what's going on?" Tamah asked her brother, worriedly.

"Don't worry, we are finished now." Was Tom's reply to his sister as he glared at Dumbledore and motioned for him to leave.

Albus smiled wickedly at Tom and whispered, "You are so naïve my boy. Do you really think I would just leave it like that? There were more spells entwined with the others. One is a memory charm that is irreversible; you will forget everything you ever loved , as well as what you have learned this night. It is word activated. The other is a form of Imperius. One word from me and you will do what you are told no matter what it is or to whom it is done." Dumbledore now turned to Tamah who had paled at these words about her brother.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt. Or at least I don't think it will." He smirked at her as she started to shake. Tom felt the magic take control as Albus looked at him and said "Regimentation," with a triumphant look. "Now, Tom, take a good look at this pitiful creature before you." Tom did with tears in his eyes. "She has no magic and doesn't deserve to live in the perfect world you are trying to create. I think, just maybe, that she should suffer. Even more." The next several hours were the worst of his life as his former mentor ordered Tom to do unspeakable things to his own twin sister. In the same room as her dead daughter.

First, he was ordered to beat and hex her with anything he could think of. He tried to keep his mind clear, it didn't work. Dumbledore supplied more than enough ideas. Then, came the repeated rapes. Dumbledore had done that before Tom came home in order to steal her magic, but being old and with little stamina he had forced Tom. It was made worse when the evil bastard put a lust spell on him to make him enjoy it!!

After the fifth time Dumbledore had Tom rape his own twin sister, Tamah gently raised her hand to his cheek and whispered "I know you are in there somewhere, my Tommy. Know that I have always loved you and always will. Do not let him get away with this. He is to blame, not you. You are forgiven." Tears were flowing freely down his cheeks now as he walked back to Dumbledore as ordered.

"I think that it is time, Tom. She has suffered at your hand much, much more than she ever could have by mine. Kill her quickly, with your bare hands." Dumbledore ordered with amusement.

Tom tried to fight the command. Pain wrenched through his body again. He slowly walked over to his sister and knelt down beside her. Gently taking her in his arms, he brushed his lips against her cheek and whispered "I am so sorry. I love you more than anything. Take care of Sabine. Tell her I will always love her and I am sorry I failed her and you." And then he snapped her neck. As he sat holding his beloved Tamah's lifeless body, he felt the demon of a man move to stand behind them.

"Well done, Tom. Now, stand." Tom did. "You will now go find refuge and followers. Don't worry; I will take care of things here." Dumbledore turned and walked away. He didn't see the spell Tom cast to protect ALL his family belongings. No one but a Slytherin family member would be able to take anything out or be able to get in once the bastard left.

"You will pay, you bastard!!" Tom yelled as he Apparated away. He never saw the bright green eyes, full of tears, watch him leave.

*******End Memory************

After reading his FA's letter, Tom started having all kinds of memory flashes and feelings. One in particular was of Halloween night 1981. He had been drawn to the Potter's and didn't know why it was so important he find them. Now, he knows why.

He had arrived at the house and went in only to find a dark haired man lying dead in the middle of the floor. Very much the same way I had found Ince. Then, he went up the stairs to find a young woman screaming at a very pissed off looking Albus Dumbledore. As he walked into the room, he heard the woman say "I love you" while looking at him. At that time he thought she was delusional but, now he knows.

Another thing he remembered was just how strong a friendship he had formed with one of his loyal followers. The man became his most trusted and best friend. He really needed to talk to Severus and apologize for the years of agony he caused. Maybe he could do something else for his best friend. Tom stood and walked to his shelves looking for a book to help him. When he found the book, he returned to his chair and opened it to the section he needed. He was very familiar with this particular book. It is the one he used to learn to send Harry the "visions". Finding the correct page, Tom began the incantation.

After several hours, Tom came out of his trance smiling, stood up and stretched. He replaced the book and went to get ready for bed. It was late and very exhausting to send dreams to one person. Tom had sent the same dream to two people.

Severus didn't know that Tom had seen the look in his eye whenever he talked about Harry Potter.

The Potions Master deserved to be happy after all he's been through. So did Harry.

Maybe I can make it right. Was the last thought in Tom Riddle's mind as he drifted off to sleep. Crying.
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