The Plan pt.2

Regulus stood to the side of Sirius bed with a bouncing Harry next to him chattering to Rowena. Today was the day Sirius was set to wake up from his enchanted sleep and he was thankful. Not only to have his brother back but for Harry to have a parent. Regulus had always said he would never have children and the last three months with Harry had only reaffirmed his desire to be an Uncle only.

He wasn’t a bad child of course, well behaved and polite, he also soaked up knowledge like a sponge. English, math, history, etiquette and heir training, he had a thirst for knowledge and was always on time for lessons regardless of time of day. Magically the kid was a powerhouse with wandless abilities that frankly Regulus had never seen in his life. Regulus had only intended to teach theory and meditation to begin his training in occlumency but Harry had surprised him by learning to work the spells themselves. So instead he started teaching the spells themselves after theory, it was working great. But he had things to do and Harry liked to be around him as much as possible, and there were some things children didn’t need to see.

Sirius awoke slowly. The last thing he remembered was the guards getting him from Azkaban.

Wait. No.

His brother. Reggie.

Reggie had brought him to Black Manor and told him he was going to be put to sleep so he could heal faster. Well thank Merlin for that.

The darkness was getting brighter as his feelings came back to him slowly. His legs..his chest…his arms, working his way through the darkness he started to hear the sounds around him. There was his brother, his smooth voice talking low to another. The other voice was higher, not a man but a child, a hissing breaking through every time and being answered by another hiss.

Marvolo?

Opening his eyes bright light assaulted him and he quickly shut them again.

“Bloody hell turn down the lights,” He said, his voice raspy.

“It’s okay Harry, he wasn’t talking to you,” His brother said quietly, “Its dark now Sirius.”

Harry? Who the hell was Harry?

Slowly opening his eyes he sighed in relieve, it was dark. He looked over to the voices, Regulus stood there looking the exact same and next to him, was a child.

Bright green eyes were peering at him, black hair curled at his shoulders slightly hidden by the snake that was wrapped around his neck. Looking closer Sirius blanched.

“Is that a Basilisk?”

“Yes! Her name is Rowena, we’ve been so excited for you to wake up! How do you feel? Do you need anything? Water? Are you cold? Do-,”the child started his barrage of questions.

Regulus placed his hand on Harrys shoulder, “Calm yourself child. He just woke up from a very deep sleep, he will need a few minutes to gather his wits.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Lord Black,” the child said quietly, his beaming smile still on his face.

Sirius studied the child, something about him was very familiar. His eyes, the swoop of his nose, high cheekbones, a bit small but he couldn’t have been older then five. Actually, he looked a bit like James but wrong eyes, James eyes were wider and brown. The childs were green and more almond, almost like…

Oh, Sirius thought his foggy brains making the connection, Harry.

“Call me Sirius, Lord Black makes me feel old,” Sirius said smiling, “You must be Harry.”

Harry bounced a little, ignoring the hiss of annoyance from Rowena, “Yes! I’m Harry.”

“I’m pleased to meet you Harry. I’m feeling fine but I would like some water,” Sirius said clearing his throat slightly.

“I’ll go get some!” Harry exclaimed running from the room.

“We have a house elf,” Regulus said quietly, exasperation in his voice.

“No bother. How old his he?” Sirius was confused, he had been in prison for 5 years, Harry should have been almost 7, maybe even 7 depending on the date.

Regulus glanced at the door Harry had left, “He’s almost seven.”

“Why is he so small? He looks four, maybe five.”

“Let me set Harry up with work and I’ll tell you. It’s not a conversation for his ears,” Regulus said making his way to the door.

Sirius just nodded and waited for him to come back, shifting his body and moving his limbs to get the feelings back. A few minutes later Regulus came back into the room, cup of water in hands.

“Harry insisted I bring this to you. You will learn hes an insistent child and usually not worth the effort of arguing with,” Regulus explained as he placed the cup down.

Sirius barked out a laugh before taking a drink, “He does have Black blood in him. Now what happen.”

Regulus sat in the chair by the bed and sighed, “As you know the plan went to complete shit. I had no idea what was going on until I came back from abroad and by then it was to late. Our Lord was gone and I had no idea where the child had gone.”

Sirius frowned, “Where did he go?”

“Dumbledore placed him with the Dursleys,” Regulus sneered.

“He placed a magical child with those magic hating bastards!” Sirius exclaimed, “I always knew he was a barmy old fool but bloody hell.”

“It gets worse. They treated the child worse then a house elf, cooking, cleaning. He wasn’t able to go to school, they kept him locked up in a cupboard. When he did accidental magic? They tried to beat it out of him.”

Sirius cup broke in his hand as he fought to control his magic.

“Did you kill them?”

Regulus repaired the cup, “No. I don’t even know where they are.”

“Then how did you get Harry?”

“I found him. In the forest of Albania, I was looking for Marvolo when I felt a strong magical signature that I thought was him. Imagine my surprise when I found a child with a Basilisk wrapped around him.”

“Where did he even get a basilisk?” Sirius asked with a shiver. He had never been to fond of snakes, especially ones that could kill you with a look. Even Nagini had given him the creeps and he knew her for years.

“She found him shortly after he appeared in the forest according to them. They are bonded, its a very strong bond as well,” Regulus explained.

“Great,” Sirius huffed, “Well now you have him. Tell me about him.”

“He’s a very polite child. It took a while for him to break away from what he had been taught by the Dursleys but every day he gets stronger. He’s still learning its okay to speak his mind and makes great strides with it everyday. He’s smart. Everything I teach him he soaks up like a sponge, even things I almost fell asleep to, like history and etiquette.”

Sirius snorted, “I did fall asleep to those things. I’m impressed.”

“You haven’t even heard the best part. He’s powerful Sirius, mage level powerful, he had dozens of instances of accidental magic. I started teaching him theory and he turned around and started learning the spells themselves. So now I’m teaching him spells and we started potions last week.”

“Marvolo will be pleased,” Sirius said quietly.

“Yes,” Regulus said just as quietly.

“Do we know where my Lord Husband is?”

“I’ve caught his signature a few times in Albania. I haven’t had time to look since Harry came into my care, as soon as your fully recovered I will go looking again,” Regulus swore, he hated that he still hadn’t found Marvolo, especially for Sirius.

“No it’s okay. There is a spell we can do to call his specter to us. Did you find how to combine the Horcruxs?”

“Where did you get a spell like that? I have the ring, locket and an extra one we didn’t expect. He left it in the boy on accident, I’ve already transfered it to a goblet.”

“He gave it to me in case he was killed out of country and we had to bring him back fast,” Sirius said rubbing his jaw, “I’m not surprised he was trying to make another one. Self indulgent git.”

Regulus kept a straight face. Sirius could get away with comments like that, but Regulus would be raked across the coals for even a smirk at it.

“We can use all three, the more soul we can get the better. Hopefully that will be enough, the madness didn’t start until after the forth.”

“I’ll prepare the ritual room,” Regulus said standing up and brushing his wrinkles out, “Oh. Harry knows you blood adopted him, I think you should be expecting him to call you daddy before long.”

Sirius stared wide eyed as Regulus walked out of the room. He should expect what? That wasn’t part of the plan.

Marvolo was going to kill him.

The ritual to bring The Dark Lord back took place on the next full moon. Harry was warded in his room in a deep sleep helped along by dreamless sleep. Sirius and Regulus stood to the north and south of the ritual circle. The room was deep in the dungeons, small and dark with a dais in the middle, candles floated around lighting up the space. In the middle of the circle laid Slytherins Locket, the Gaunt ring, and a regular goblet with the black crest.

“I’m going to say the spell and direct him into the circle. Once hes in you lock it tight and we do the ritual. If he still seems mad you run as fast and as far as you can get with Harry,” Sirius said rolling his shoulders and pulling out his wand.

It was a risk what they were doing, Marvolo had been so lost by the time he died there was a chance he would come back just the same.

“Ready?”

Regulus nodded holding his position, “Ready.”

Sirius took a deep breath and slowly started a long chanting spell. Power gathered around them heavy and oppressive, a sudden wind blew through the room a shadow landed in the circle and it locked. Sirius looked at Regulus and nodded, it was him. Marvolo looked like a dark shadow, a face of distorted features sticking out of the front.

Flicking his wand Regulus lit up the candles around the circle and they started the ritual. The objects on the floor vibrated and started to glow a bright white. Enraged Marvolo flew around the dome that was created as Regulus locked the circle. One by one each object shook violently and the light formed over the objects in a ball before flying into the shadow. A scream sounded from the circle as the shadow became brighter and brighter bursting with a bright light that had Regulus and Sirius cringing back with eyes closed tightly.

After a few moments they chanced opening their eyes, the circle of candles was dark. The candles around the room seemed dim but still casting light as they watched the figure in the circle pant on his  hands and knees.

“Marvolo?” Sirius said quietly, kneeling in front of the circle, “Are you with us?”

“S-sirius?” Marvolos voice was deep and rich, Sirius felt himself sag in relief.

“Yes it’s me. How are you feeling?”

Marvolo stood up and cracked his spine, “Better then I have in twenty years.”

Sirius felt his jaw dropped as he got a good look at his husband. He had been contracted to Marvolo as a child really, by the time they met when he was 13 the handsome man that Marvolo had been had already been diminishing. They married when he turned 16 and by that time they had spent enough time together that they had Sirius had been borderline obsessed with the other man, regardless of his looks.

“Marvolo,” Sirius breathed, “You look better then you have in twenty years.”

Regulus raised his eyes to the sky in exasperation with his brother. There had never been any doubt that his Lord loved his brother, the fact that he was never cursed for his mouth was a testament to that.

Marvolo chucked lightly as he walked to his husband, “Let me out, I am no longer mad.”

Sirius flicked his wand at the candle by his foot and released the circle. He barely had time to breath before he was pulled against a hard chest and his lips were captured in a fierce kiss. He groaned and wrapped his arms around Marvolos neck as he felt strong hands grasping his hips and pulling him tightly against his body.

Fire burned through him like an inferno, it had been long, so long since he had kissed his husband. The two years before Marvolos death he had changed, he stopped showing affection and snapped at him more then spoke to him. Sirius considered himself lucky he had never been punished as the other Death Eaters had.

A throat clearing brought Sirius back to reality and he pulled away from his husband to look at his brother.

“We are busy,” Sirius whined to his brother. Why did he always have to be a cock block?

Marvolo kissed his forehead before pulling away and looking at his brother-in-law, “He’s right Sirius, lets go sit down. I need tea.”

Kreacher already had tea waiting in the sitting room for them as they got settled. Sirius and Marvolo on the love seat, Sirius practically glued to Marvolos side, and Regulus in the char across from them.

“We have a Son,” Sirius announced as Marvolo took a drink of tea.

Marvolo choked on his drink and hastily set the cup down before looking at Sirius, “Excuse me?”

“A son. He’s almost seven,” Sirius stated again.

“Who’s his mother?” Marvolo bit out, pain and rage flooding his veins. He knew he had been a shit husband the last few years and couldn’t blame Sirius for finding comfort in someone else. That didn’t mean it didn’t hurt and he wouldn’t hunt the witch down.

“Are you accusing me of having an affair!” Sirius shouted, twisting his body so he was fully facing the Dark Lord, his eyes narrowed in anger.

“How else would you have a son!” Marvolo fought the urge to lean back away from his enraged husband, he may have been a Dark Lord but Sirius was a Black. There had been more then once in their marriage that he had regretting igniting that famous temper.

“Sirius sit down,” Regulus said from his chair by the fire not surprised in the least at how this was happening. Sirius loved getting reactions from people, regardless of how serious the situation was, “My Lord may I have the floor?”

Marvolo nodded once sharply turning his head to face Regulus but keeping an eye on his husband.

“If you recall there was a prophecy made in regards to you and a child born at the end of June. When you decided to kill the child to prevent the prophecy and you wouldn’t heed any advise against it. But we, myself, Sirius and Severus, saw a different potential for the child. Potter and the mudblood he married were powerful and resourceful, there was no denying that. It stood to reason any child from that Union would have been just as or even more powerful. The prophecy only solidified that thought. Someone who could be powerful enough to vanquish you could possibly be powerful enough to become your Heir.”

Marvolo grimaced as he was reminded of his madness before his face turned thoughtful as he listened to the rest of the story. Regulus didn’t leave any stone unturned as he explained to Marvolo how he found Harry, the Gringotts test and his magical abilities, getting Sirius released from Azkaban and healing him.

“Harry Potter,” Marvolo said quietly.

“He’s a genius Marvolo. Anything we teach him he picks up, wandlessly, his magic is to strong for our wands. He almost broke Sirius s when he held it, and its Potter-Black,” Sirius said holding onto Marvolos hand tightly, “I wasn’t sure at first. We never spoke of children and neither of us intend to die but he’s a special child. We can teach him so much”

“You want him,” Marvolo stated.

Sirius nodded, “I remember holding him in my arms after I completed the ritual. It was just to ensure we had guardianship but even then, I wanted him.”

“We will need to change his name, Harry is to common of a name. He can keep the last name.”

Sirius threw himself into his husbands lap and kissed him fiercely. Marvolo moved Sirius so he was straddling him and placed his hands on his arse pulling him close.

“I’ll speak to you tomorrow, don’t be late for breakfast,” he called over his shoulder as he left the room and locked the door behind him.

Neither acknowledged him as they got lost in the feel of each other after so long.

Harry was almost bouncing in his seat the next day at breakfast as he waited for the men to come down.

Regulus was first, ruffling his hair before taking the seat next to him, “Marvolo is sometimes grumpy in the morning. Remember just because someone may be in a certain mood it is not because of you nor will they do anything to you. Okay?”

Harry nodded, “Yes Reggie.”

Regulus groaned, of course Sirius would spread that around, “I told you not to call me that.”

“Papa said it was okay and I like it,” Harry said, his little chin jutted out. Regulus had attempted to convince Harry to call Sirius “Papa” to his face on my occasions but Harry had yet to gather the courage. Regulus knew it was only a matter of time, especially when the Dark Lord officially named him his heir.

Regulus held his hands up, “Okay.”

Marvolo and Sirius came in the room a few minutes later, Sirius smile brightened the room as he sat down on the other side of Harry placing Marvolo at the head of the table.

Regulus was proud Harry was able to wait until they had their tea before blurting out, “Is it true you killed muggles for fun?”

The entire table froze as Marvolo looked at Harry in shock. Regulus shared a look with Sirius and mouthed across the table, “I told you we should have monitored his reading.”

Marvolo cleared his throat, “Not for fun. Where did you hear that?”

“Rise and Fall of He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. Kreacher got it for me when I asked about you. Have you meet Kreacher? He’s my best friend.”

Regulus eyebrow twitched as it always did when Harry mentioned his friendship with the house elf. No matter what he said about the damn creature Harry wouldn’t listen.

“I have met him. He’s a very good elf, very loyal to the family. I’m afraid I haven’t read that particular book but I wouldn’t believe most of the information written about me,”Marvolo answered smoothly.

“Why?” Harry asked confused.

“Some history books are biased. They are written by the the victors of war and will only see the opposing side as enemies.”

Harry nodded, “So then why did you kill muggles?”

Hatchling! You left without me this morning and I was cold without your warmth. Do not do that again.

Marvolo raised an eyebrow at the Basilisk that slithered into the room.  Was she talking to the boy?

Both his eyebrows raised when the boy replied.

I’m sorry Row, I was just so excited to meet Lord Marvolo. He’s Sirius mate.

“Lord Marvolo, this is my familiar Rowena,” Harry introduced the snake as she slithered up his body and across the table to stare into the Dark Lords eyes.

Hello Rowena, you are very beautiful

Marvolo watched amused as she puffed up, her small flume expanding around her head. Compliments always went well with snakes, vain creatures that they were.

I like this one hatchling. You may keep him, we can replace the loud dog one.

Harry laughed brightly, “They come as a package Row.”

“Is she trying to get rid of me again? I didn’t mean to step on her! It was dark and she was in my room!” Sirius pouted from his spot at the table.

Rowena curled around Harrys neck and they finished breakfast, Harry asking Marvolo question after question about himself. Marvolo answered every question with a patient smile. Regulus and Sirius were right, he was a very smart and inquisitive child. Marvolo could feel the magic inside the child, it would only get stronger as he grew. Marvolo would have to make sure he taught him how to properly hide the magic so it wasn’t overbearing as he got older.

“Sirius and Regulus told me you have been practicing your wandless magic and were quite good at it.”

“Oh yes! I love magic! Watch!”

Harry held out his hand and with a flex of his fingers had Marvolos wand in his hand. As soon as his hand curled around the wand a shower of red and gold sparks came out the end, showering the room in a light show. Regulus and Sirius jaw dropped as they watched the scene in awe. Marvolo fought to keep his face straight as possession swept through him. Not for his wand, but for the child.

“That was incredible Harry,” Marvolo said softly reaching out for his wand, “It seems like my wand is a good fit for you. We can use it to practice more advanced spells.”

“Your going to teach me magic?” Harry asked in Awe.

“Of course. We can start after lunch, I just have to speak with Sirius first.”

There was my heir, Marvolo thought as he stared at the child. He agreed last night to make his husband happy, figuring he could humor the child when needed and ignore him the rest of the way. Marvolo had never wanted children, he did not like a majority of them and they tended to be more work then they were worth. Many purebloods had children to carry on their bloodline but they had made horcruxs to ensure their immortality so that wasn’t an issue. Harry was different, he was smarter then most of the children he had known in his life, he was more powerful then most of the adults he had known in his life. Sirius was right, he would be the prefect heir.

And to think, he was going to kill him.

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