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Harry Potter and the Slytherin Heirs	By : SilverAngel621 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1
Exhaustion seeped through his very bones, his every nerve ending frayed from his recent childbirth and yet he forced himself to stay vigilant. If for even a moment he closed his eyes, Harry was sure he would never see baby Orion again.
He cuddled his youngest son to his chest even closer, taking comfort from the tiny bit of warmth from the newborn. Orion wined. With his eyes still scrunched tight and tiny fists resting passively against Harrys chest, his tiny bow mouth suckled at empty air. Harry chuckled softly and moved up his chest so that those pink lips could latch onto a sensitive nipple. He winced only slightly when Orion began sucking. The daily potions regimen that allowed him to produce natural milk also engorged his nipples and made them extra sensitive, though thankfully they didn't enlarged his pecs to look like actual female breasts. Thank god for small favors.
Harry ran a finger down Orion's downy cheeky. The movement dislodged his sons lip. He smiled wide when those eyes popped open and reproachfully glared at him before going back to suckling again, hopefully uninterrupted this time. But Orion did grasp Harrys finger and held it captive, almost Ina preventative measure so that he may suckle and drink in peace.
From the small glimpse, Harry saw his youngest had his own green eyes ringed with his fathers red. Even his features reminded Harry of the father. Only one of his children took after Harrys looks, while the rest of his eight children mostly took after Tom.
Speaking of, Harry wondered when he was going to see the dark wizard again. It had to be soon. After the little magical outburst that had leveled an entire manor, Harry was sure Tom would come to him again to finish what he started. Through the pregnancy had been relatively uneventful, the last of the birth had proved to be life threatening. Harry had been sure he was about to die. And having faced death numerous times before, he was quite familiar with the feeling. He, who was merely a vessel for Tom’s horcrux had been about to take part of Tom’s soul to the afterlife with him. It shouldn’t have surprised him then when Tom burst into the Malfoy birthing room with the intent to kill Orion and save Harry.
Not only had Harry faced medical complications with a premature and breech childbirth, but his dying baby had been siphoning energy out of him until he was on the verge of death. As soon as Voldemort had heard, he'd burst into the room, sending all of Harrys attendants flying through the room as he'd attacked Orion with the int ion of killing off the baby before Harry himself could die. It had only been Harrys Magic in combination to the horcrux inside him that had lashed back and created a protective shield around himself and Orion. Toms attack had bounded off the shield and destroyed that entire section of the manor.
Before, Orion had threatened the life of Tom’s horcrux. Now though, after Harry was still alive and the horcrux inside was stable again, things should have been okay again. But Orion was a squib. Harry’s Magic had tried to reach out and bond to his baby after birth, like he had done with all his children, but he'd been meet with a hard block of suppressed magic. Perhaps, later on Orion might free his trapped magic but he was already a fragile baby after the difficult birth.
Harry made a note to send an apology to Draco and force the man to take funds to fix up the section his master had destroyed. He'd been visiting with one of the few friends that dared a relationship with him and that had been approved by Tom himself when he'd started bleeding from between his legs. Draco, now Tom’s undersecretary, had been one of the ones in attendance in the birth room and thankfully, he'd been coherent enough after tom came in to throw a protective shield around the rest of Harrys attendants. The mediwizards and midwives had only sustained minor injuries. It would have been a shame to loose them seeing as how they were the worlds premiere mediwizards, not to mention the very personal attendants to the Riddle family. Many of them had been with Harry since his first child and the newer ones had been trained personally by Severus Snape.
“You should be resting, you are exhausted.”
Harry started and jerked up. The sudden movement pulled at his fresh stitches and he cried out. But his pain took a back seat when Orion began crying, his fisted hands and feet waiving in agitation. Shushing Orion, Harry took up his baby and rocked him in his arms.
“No, no Orion, everything's okay. I've got you, going to kiss all your tears away.” Harry cooed at his sons tear stained face. Red and blotch, face scrunched up with ugly wrinkles Harry had never seen a sweeter sight because it was his baby. He showered kisses on Orion’s face until he had the baby docile again and reaching for his nipples. Notching Orion in the crook of his arm, he fed his nipple to Orion again before facing Tom.
Harry hadn't noticed that Tom walked closer, the man going for his wand as soon as he'd heard Harry cry out in pain. But he'd stopped when Harry had grabbed up Orion and watched his slave turned unofficial consort interacting with his youngest son.
“I'm, I'm okay. Your horcrux is stabilized. And Orion needs to feed so …,” Harry murmured, keeping his eyes on his son.
Tom growled in annoyance. “You've been awake for three days straight. Your body needs to sleep.”
“A few more hours won't hurt. Lack of sleep won't kill me.”
“Harry-“
“Tom, please, Orion, Orion needs me right now. He's weak from the-“ Harry stopped and took a deep breath. He wasn't ready to talk about the few terrible seconds when he’d seen the killing curse coming for his son, how his own heartbeat had stopped. The sense of de ja vu, his own mother standing before him to take the killing curse from tom and now he himself had faced down the curse to save his own son. How tragically ironic. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Harry blinked back tears and repeated, “I need to feed Orion.”
Tom’s eyes flashed red from underneath his glamour. “I'll give you ten more minutes before I have Snape come in here and force a dreamless drought down your throat. Am I understood?” His eyes didn't miss the way Harry clutched Orion closer to him and nodded. All the anger deflated out of the tall man as he walked closer to bed until he stood looming over his son and slave. He reached out a hand towards Orion, ignoring Harry’s flinch.
“I'm not going to kill it, Harry. You're safe now so I have no reason to,” he said unabashedly. Tom traced the same path Harry’s finger had not a few minutes ago down Orion's cheek. The warm cheek moved up and down rhythmically as Orion swallowed down Harry’s sweet milk. His cheeks bulged out from the liquid.
Harry stiffened at his words. “Orion is a squib,” he stated quietly. Tom could best be described as a distant parent, Harry having overtaken more of his children’s upbringing up until they graduated from Hogwarts. Tom mainly kept reports on his offsprings and only took interest in them academically and after they graduated Hogwarts to groom them into the ministry. But he was very proud of his children's outstanding magical abilities that far surpassed all other students and even most wizards. So to have a squib come from the most feared dark lord of all time, even more than Morgana le Fey, was an affront Harry was sure the dark lord would not suffer. Not even mention the political impact of The United Kingdoms Prime Minister having a squib child. Harry could already see the vicious headlines in the Daily Prophet.
Tom nodded emphatically. “Yes he is.” He removed his hands and saw Harry visibly relax.
Harry so desperately want to ask what tom intended to do about Orion but he feared he was too weak to stave off another attack. He was back in Riddle manor under heavy Death Eater surveillance. He didn’t have a home field advantage and he didn't have any allies. And perhaps talking about it would urge Tom into action. So he diverted to something else he'd been worried about.
“How are the other kids doing? The twins haven't been giving Daphne a hard time have they? And did she get Cerise to eat eat? And, and did Theo write to the kids at Hogwarts about Orion? And when will Hadrian and Salazar come visit? Can they come or are they too busy at the ministry?” Harry knew he was rambling but he couldn't help it. Between worrying for Orion's life and staving off Tom’s attacks, he'd completely forgotten all about his other children. He felt so guilty. The twins and Cerise were very young and they'd been in Malfoy mansion when Harry had collapsed in front of them. He'd made them worry and he'd heard from Draco when he woke up later in the middle of contractions that Cerise had gone on a hunger strike. He felt like a terrible parent.
“Harry.”
The green eyed wizard finally looked up to Tom with teary eyes. One fat drop spilled from his lower lash line. Tom cupped Harry’s face with both hands and thumbed away the tear, even as more flowed over his fingers.
“The twins are entertaining Cerise. They've destroyed the kitchen but managed to get Cerise to eat.” Harry let out a watery chuckle. By Toms words, he knew that the kitchen would be unsalvageable. “I took James, Lily, and Alfred out their classes and they're here in the manor waiting to see you. Salazar is stepping in for me but he can always floo here. Hadrian has taken up a permanent residence outside your rooms. I had to knock him out to get back in here.”
“Tom, you promised to stop spelling our children.” Harry said in amused exasperation despite himself. He leaned into Tom, rubbing his cheek against the cold hands like a kitten. He'd hate himself for it later but he was already half asleep, his speech slurred. He blinked to stay awake but he was already slipping. That's when he realized that Tom was using wand less magic to put him under.
Tom snorted. “Hadrian was being unbearable. And I had to see you.”
Harry began to struggle halfhearted against Tom. “Please, Tom, no, you promised me ten minutes. Orion…..Orion….” Darkness edged his vision and until he slumped back into the mattress.
“I promise he'll be in your arms when you wake up.” It was the last thing Harry heard before everything became silent. Of course Tom knew what was worrying Harry without him having to tell the older wizard.
When he woke up next, he felt incredibly energized and without any of the fogginess that usually came from the deep sleep he'd had. And as promised, Orion was laying peaceful – and unharmed- by his side. Harry ran a hand over his sons body from head to toe. With intense concentration, he ran a wand less diagnosis spell Snape had taught him and saw that Orion had been fed just two hours ago.
“Mother, you are awake,” Hadrian, his second eldest son said from the doorway. Harry looked up and his heart broke when he saw the deep, purple craters underneath his sons red eyes. His handsome face looked haggard, his cheeks shrunken in and his robes hanging just a little loose over his brawny frame.
“Oh, Hadrian, come here, my boy. You haven't been eating have you?” Dobby?” The household elf popped up at Harrys command. The frenetic elf immediately began sobbing and asking about Harrys health. “Dobby, Dobby, please get Hadrian some food please and go check on the twins.” Immediately Dobby popped out. A second later a platter of food appeared floating besides Harry.
With a wry smile, Hadrian grabbed the platter and set it on the bedside table. Kneeling besides his mother’s bed, he took one of Harry’s wan hand. “Mother, please, I'm more worried about you. I was still tied up at the ministry when you went into labor or else I would have been here when-when” Hadrian’s face crumbled and Harry lurched up and hugged his son. Harry was considerably smaller then his son, all three of his eldest sons were bigger then him. But Hadrian melted against his mother and took comfort from him. He shoved his face into Harrys neck, crying openly. He wasn't ashamed. The sweet boy, despite being one of Tom’s son was very sensitive.
“Oh, Hadrian, no, I'm glad you weren't here. You could have gotten hurt in the backlash.” But Hadrian refused to be consoled, still murmuring that he could have protected Harry better and that it was his fault. Harry let his son cry it out. He ran his hands through Hadrian’s wild black locks, so much like his own. His fingers caught one more than a few knots and he tried to comb them out as best as he could.
When Hadrian finally calmed himself, Harry pulled his sons head back and scrutinized his face for any damage. Tom had after all said he'd had to knock Hadrian out but Harry didn't know by what methods. Growing up, Tom had been a harsh father who hadn't been afraid to met out punishment when needed. Harry had been the mediator who tried to mitigate those punishments and after, soothe his children's pain.
“Did your father hurt you? He told me he had to knock you out.” Harry asked concerned.
Hadrian snorted and rolled his eyes. “In fairness, I shot a Crucio at him.”
“Hadrian!” Harry gasped, aghast. He didn't like how the majority or his children were so familiar and nonplused by dark spells and violence. Though, it was inevitable with a father like Tom. Nevertheless he was still their mother and he'd have some positive influence on them, dammit! He pinched his sons ears in punishment.
“Ow, mother!” Hadrian shook off Harrys cruel fingers with a reproachful glare, rubbing the offended appendage. “That hurt.”
“Yes, well, have I not taught you to not use the unforgivables against your father?”
“You never explicitly said ‘Hadrian, never Crucio your father’. Plus he attacked you! Be glad I haven't told James yet or he'd be sending an AK at father.”
Harry bit his lip nervously. Hadrian did not say those words in jest. James, his third eldest had a very tumultuous relationship with his father. “Who else knows what your father tried to do to me?”
“Well your attendants and uncle Draco and aunt Astoria of course. Theo had to be told as well. And aside from me, Salazar.”
“Alright, let's keep it that way. I don't want your other siblings to know, especially James. Okay Hadrian?” Harry leveled a hard stare at his defiant son. He might be more of the lenient parent but when he turned that steely gaze on one of this children, they never lasted long. It was the same case for Hadrian, who immediately deflated and nodded. “Good, you’re a wonderful son.” Harry smiled softly and leant up to kiss Hadrian’s forehead.
“Thanks. I always knew I was your favorite.” He said cheekily before a sober expression overcame his face. “I disagree with what father tried to do but I-I don't know how we would have survived without you. If I had been in his position, I don't know if I would have acted different from him.”
While it hurt Harry to hear that, he understood. But as a mother, he could never see putting his life above that of any of his children. He saw the waring emotions of guilt and worry in his sons eyes. Harry felt at a loss; knew no words from him could assuage the young wizard.
“Do you want to meet Orion?” Harry instead turned a bit and lifted Orion. The newborn yawned awake before settling comfortable against his mothers arms and looking around curiously. He couldn’t see far but he was curious. And wizard babies were more aware than normal muggle babies after birth.
Hadrian bit back all his doubts and feelings to please his mother. “What a cute little bugger. And his names Orion?” He carefully slid his muscular arms under Harrys and lifted the baby from his mother.
Harry nodded. “I made a list and Draco liked Orion best. You know how he's named after a constellation so he thought it would be nice if one of my children was named after one too. He told me a lot of pureblood children are named after constellations. Plus, there was a Orion in the Black family somewhere.”
Hadrian raised a brow as the mention of Draco. His father and Draco were very close friends, even more so than Harry and Theo who was Tom’s personal assistant and and one of his trusted Death Eaters. Even so, Tom would not be pleased to know that Draco had had a significant hand in naming his son, even if he had tried to kill Orion.
“Best not to tell father that.”
Harry hummed in agreement. Tom had never been interested in naming his children after the eldest Salazar was born. But he could still see how the insanely possessive wizard would have a problem with another man naming his child. Although technically, Harry had come up with a list and Draco had just shared his opinion of which one he liked best. But he knew Tom would never see it that way.
He fingered the ever present slave collar wrapped tight around his neck. He'd had it ever since he was fourteen, just on the cusp of being fifteen. Tom had wrapped the collar around his bruised neck a few nights after capturing him in the graveyard. Over the years it had been transfigured from the heavy plain grey metal to something that looked more like a necklace. The shape and color and stones changed on Tom’s whim but nevertheless it was still a slaves color no matter the pretty packaging. Lately, it had been transfigured it into the shape of an oroborus. Only the design of the scales and markings on the snakes body changed when Tom felt like it.
“Is the collar hurting you, is it too tight?” Hadrian frowned at the jewelry. He growled when the metal slid around Harrys neck and hissed at him in parseltongue. He hissed back at the slave collar but the sentient snake wrapped itself back around Harrys neck.
“No, it's fine. I was thinking about your father.”
“You should probably talk to him before the twins force him to AK himself.” Hadrian said offhandedly as he tickled under his baby brother chin, making the newborn laugh.
Harry looked bemused. “Tom is still here? I thought he'd be at the ministry already.”
“Don't count on it. Plus I don't think Salazar will be giving up his position soon, it's gone to his bloody head.” Hadrian joked with an eye roll. Harry smiled wanly in return. Salazar was a bit to serious in Harrys opinion. And he could only imagine what terror Salazar was wrecking on the ministry workers. Salazar was unforgiving of any mistakes and a harsh taskmaster, much like his father.
A loud knock came at the door; Hadrian and Harry looked over to see the rest of his brood spilling into the room.
“Mommy!” Twin yells preceded Regulus and Romulus as they vaulted onto the bed.
“Hey, be careful, he just gave birth,” Hadrian tried to police them but nothing scared the twins, except for Harry. Not even Tom could manage to control the silly twins.
“My babies!” Harry cooed at the nine year olds, taking both into his arms and snuggling into them. Cerise, his second youngest now, climbed onto the bed more gracefully than the twins. But being the spoiled girl she was, she shoved at her older brothers to make space for herself. Harry laughed and kissed her a dozen times as the twins fought for space on the bed. Alfred, the budding teen stood uncertainly by the bed until Harry reach out an arm and hugged him one handedly. Alfred, arguably the closest to his mother clamured onto the bed as Harry made space for him. They could almost pass as twins, they looked so much alike. With cerise on his lap, Alfred plastered to his left and the twins vying for a space on his left, Harry for the first time in a while felt happy. His older children, James and lily stood back to allow the younger kids to see their mother.
Lily instead went over to join her older brother and coo at the baby. James held back a little, looking like the outsider in the family. He and Harry hadn't had the best of relationships, but then he didn't exactly get along with Tom either. Harry noticed his third eldest son hanging back a bit and beckoned to him with one arm. James came grudgingly but offered a small smile when Harry leaned up and kissed his cheek. Just before Harry had given birth, he and james had had a row about James’ many indiscretions at Hogwarts. The latest problem had arisen when Harry had gotten a complaint about a pregnancy scare and he'd in turn sent a rousing howler for James. His son had been utterly humiliated and started a row with Harry. Of course Tom had intervened when James had begun shouting at Harry and forbidden James from quiditch. Now Harry just wanted to forget it all and have everything be okay between him and his son.
“Are you okay mom?” James questioned, avoiding his parent’s searching gaze. Harry used his forefinger to tip James face up and smiled reassuringly at him.
“I am now that you brood are here.” James smiled back and returned a kiss to Harrys cheek. “Go meet your youngest brother.” Harry nodded to Orion.
Lily took Orion from Hadrian and brought him him over to the bed to let the other kids have a look. “Mom, this one might be the cutest one yet! He's so squishable!” Lily held up her brother up and nibbled on his cheeks. Orion shrieked at the tickling.
“No, we're” Reggie began.
“The cutest.” Rom finished.
They both tugged on Harrys arm for affirmation. Harry had to tickle them to make them stop. “You're the cutest twins in the entire world!”
Cerise, not one to be left out huffed and grabbed her mamas cheek. “But, mama, what about me?”
“Aw, you're the cutest baby girl in the whole wide world!” Harry exclaimed and hugged her. Appeased, she stuck her tongue out at the twins.
Lily brought a calculating finger to her red painted lips. “So if Reggie and Rom are the cutest twins, and Cerise is the cutest baby girl, I take it I'm the cutest oldest girl, Salazar is the cutest oldest son? What about Hadrian, James and Alfred?” She teased her mother.
Harry glared at her playfully but Hadrian answered up. “I'm the handsomest brother. And I am so telling Salazar that you called him cute.”
Lily glared at her elder brother. “You tell Salazar that and I'll put the nightmare curse on you.”
“Mother, did you hear that? She threatened me!” Hadrian exclaimed dramatically.
Harry rolled his eyes at his children’s antics. “And you deserved it.” He teased back. Hadrian staggered and slapped a hand over his heart, sniffing for extra effect. “But I'll protect my baby.” Hadrian beamed and Lily huffed. Hadrian was such a mamas boy.
Harry leaned back and just listened to his children bicker back and forth as they passed Orion around between them. Alfred hadn’t said anything and Harry knew the boy would talk to him once they were alone. So he wrapped an arm around his sensitive boy and tucked him under his cheek. Alfred curled himself around his mother like he was a boy again. He stayed quiet and still as Harry tried to control the twins and cerise, tried being the operative word.
Harry was throughly distracted but not enough to not notice the lingering shadow at his bedroom door. He looked up to see a flash of red eyes. Harry opened his mouth to call Tom into the bedroom and join his family but something stopped him. He still felt uncomfortable with Tom being near Orion. And though he hadn't hurt Orion in the few hours he'd been asleep, Harry still wasn't over the trauma Tom had put him and his son through. So he quickly looked away and let himself be pulled into a story the twins were telling with many interjections from Cerise.
Tom eyes narrowed in anger, but he dared not cross over the threshold into a place he had not been invited to. The room was alight with Harry’s laughter, his children shouting back and forth and the beacon in the middle was the newborn. The large family was bound together by Harry’s indomitable love for them, something not even Tom had been able to torture out of Harry. His eyes shone with so much happiness as Harry forced himself to ignore the looming threat just a few feet away from his family. And Tom did not belong in that circle of love and warmth. So he stayed in the shadows and watched with envy, wanting something he could never bring himself to ask for. Something he did not deserve.
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Alternating Pov, next will be from Voldemorts point of view. Also will explain why Harry is referred to as mommy, mom, mother etc.
Tom’s and Harry's children are as follows if you gone confused.
o Salazar marvolo riddle
o Hadrian Alaric riddle
o James Sirius riddle
o Lily Luna riddle
o Alfred Severus riddle
o Regulus Frederick riddle
o Romulus Georgeson riddle
o Cerise Morgana riddle
o Orion Remus riddle
Also, note, all the original potter children are included but since I didn't really like old Dumbles, Albus potter is now Alfred potter. Alfred was james potters father, or Harrys grandfather in this au.
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