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Upon their return to England, Harry took Loki to Gringotts, where together, they informed Ragnok of the success of their ritual. The Goblin looked at them both closely.

"You are healthy once again?"

"Yes, Head Ragnok" Tom nodded.

Ragnok snapped his fingers, murmuring something in Gobbledegook. Another Goblin appeared, holding several files in his hands.

"This is Morgok, Slytherin Account Manager."

Tom grasped Harry's hand tightly, "I'd like it for Hadrian to stay with us, if that's alright?"

The new Goblin simply stared at their linked hands, before giving a shrug. "It's on your head, not mine."

Tom gave a firm nod.

"Then let us continue. Your former self, never returned to take up his Lordship. Now that you exist, both you and he are considered Heir Apparents for the Lordship of the Slytherin Line."

"Do I have to defeat him in a duel as per the usual rules of Heir Apparents?" Tom asked.

"Not in this case. As you both share the same blood, we can perform a ritual of sorts to formally adopt you as your own son. By doing so you can make yourself the lone Heir and then take up Lordship."

Harry leaned forward, "And how much would this adoption ritual cost?"

Goblins always had a price for everything. It would be foolish to assume that they weren't going to charge Tom for whatever they had in mind.

Morgok gave a toothy smirk, his fangs showing ominously. "Just a small fee of one thousand Galleons."

Harry considered the Goblin for a moment. One thousand Galleons wasn't much, compared to what Harry had in his many vaults. But if there wasn't much left in the Slytherin vaults, then it would seem like a lot.

"I'll pay for that," decided Harry with a sure nod.

The smirk disappeared, but the Goblin didn't comment, he simply looked to Ragnok who was already writing the transaction down on the parchment before him.

"It has been done, Heir Potter-Black."

"Thank you, Ragnok."

Morgok was looking at the file on top of his large pile. "Heir Apparent Slytherin, this ritual will act as a blood adoption. It will show Tom Marvolo Riddle as being your father. You will need to pour your blood and magic into the potion. The potion is a royal blue, but will turn crimson upon contact with your blood, and then byzantium purple with the addition of your magic."

Morgok looked up once to make sure that Tom understood, before continuing on.

"Now, there are nine wizarding families that suffered a tragedy of being unable to sire more children, within the last century. These families have essentially died away. Before the deaths of the lines, the Lord or Lady, drew a vial of blood and gave it to Gringotts in secret with the strictest confidence that we would use them appropriately to give the families another heir who was worthy of their name, thus bringing all of their inactive vaults back into commission.

As you are of the Slytherin Line, you qualify for five of these families. Only two of them would possibly help your situation. As you are to be twenty soon, you would need a family that was supposedly ended around eighteen to nineteen years ago, and two of these families were.

You have the choice of Selwyn, or Moria. Both had young sons before being destroyed at the beginning of the War of Voldemort."

"'Sons'?" Harry repeated in confusion.

"Wizards can bear."

"Oh. Didn't know that. Wow."

"Selwyn, if you please. They were a well known Slytherin family in my day," Tom decided.

"Then come with me, Heir Apparent Slytherin. This ritual will take time. Could be a few minutes, a few hours, or even days. But it will be done."

Tom sent Harry a small smile. "You should go home."

"Are you going to come back or..?"

"Most likely no. I'll send you an owl."

"Bye, Tom."

The older teen affectionately brushed his fingers against Harry's face, before turning and following the Goblin from the room.

Harry looked to Ragnok, "Goblins have answers for everything, don't they?"

The Head of Gringotts smirked. "But of course."

Harry was up the wall as he regaled Sirius with all that he and Hermione got to learn while in France.

His replacement Loki, whom he bought in Diagon Alley before meeting up with Sirius in the Leaky Cauldron, listened intently.

Sirius understood nothing he said, which hadn't shocked him in the least. But he was happy that Sirius was proud of him and that he was at least happy that Harry got to have to much fun with his best friend.

"I've got a surprise for you, pup!"

Harry, who was sipping tea, tilted his head to convey his question.

"The Daily Prophet holds little contests sometimes. They held two this past month. The Weasley Family won the Draw for seven hundred Galleons. They'll be going to Egypt to visit their eldest son, William.

There was another draw."

Sirius held the folded paper up and smirked. "The Daily Prophet is working with Les Actualités which is the major magical French newspaper, to sponsor a sort of exchange program between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons. Thirty students from both schools are recommended and given the opportunity to spend the next school year in the opposing school."

"Do they do this often?" Harry asked, liking the idea.

"About once a decade."

"Cool."

"So, the way this goes is people send in their recommendations for the Hogwarts students they think is most deserving of gaining this privilege. The more someone's name is recommended, the higher the chance they have of being in the grouping. The name is written on a piece of parchment and they gather the names into different jars until it's time to announce the winners, which is then announced over the British and French Wizarding Wireless Networks, for everyone to hear.

People from both magical communities have sent in thousands of recommendations - you can send as many as you want to make it more interesting - and the names were given last night. Here's the list in the Prophet this morning."

He handed over the paper and Harry looked it over with interest.

AND THE NAMES OF OUR 30 RECIPIENTS ARE:

HADRIAN JAMESON EVANS POTTER- 4,202 votes.

PERCIVAL IGNATIUS WEASLEY- 2,451 votes.

HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER- 2,439 votes.

DAPHNE MILLICENT GREENGRASS- 704 votes.

CEDRIC AMOS DIGGORY- 702 votes.

BLAISE AIDEN ZABINI- 645 votes.

SUSAN AMELIA BONES- 644 votes.

AMYCUS JEAN WHITBY- 621 votes.

ROGER JAMES DAVIES- 620 votes.

SILVIA ANNE FAWCETT- 567 votes.

NANETTE CELESTE DESFORD- 514 votes.

MORAG MAE MACDOUGAL- 497 votes.

PADMA LAVANYA PATIL- 453 votes.

ADELAIDE MARA ZAFFRON- 423 votes.

PENELOPE BEATRICE CLEARWATER- 410 votes.

PARVATI GITA PATIL- 381 votes.

HORTENSE HUMPHREY HIGGS- 331 votes.

AGATHA MERIDA BARNES- 310 votes.

CHASTITY CLAIRE BABCOCK- 301 votes.

ISABELLA MARIE SWANSON- 287 votes.

EDMUND LEON BAUDELAIRE- 255 votes.

KURURUGI SUZAKU- 219 votes.

JOHN JAMES SMITH- 200 votes.

CHRISTOPHER MCFARLEN- 167 votes.

JUSTIN FINCH-FLETCHLEY- 124 votes.

WILLIAM SHERLOCK SCOTT HOLMES- 99 votes.

ORORO KOMOS WAKANDAS- 75 votes.

ALEJANDRO LUIS IGLESIAS- 56 votes.

BENEDICT HAMISH FREEMAN- 44 votes.

DRACONIS LUCIUS MALFOY- 2 votes.

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE WINNERS!

If you will not be participating in the exchange, please owl your withdrawal to the Daily Prophet's Main Office in Diagon Alley.

Harry looked up and blinked. "I'm going to France?"

"If you want to!"

"Sure! I'm shocked at the number of Slytherins on this list."

Seven Slytherins out of thirty people. Impressive.

"And Hermione gets to come too! I have to send her an owl! Thanks, Sirius!"

Harry made sure to send letters to Hermione and Nick, so they both knew what was going on.

A day later, he got a letter from Tom.

Dear Harry,

I have been adopted by myself and a young man by the name of Maurice Selwyn. I am now Corvinus Thomas Riddle-Selwyn. Lord Slytherin, Lord Gaunt, Lord Selwyn. The ritual wasn't nearly as painful as the one we partook of in France. That was the worst experience of my life.

Onto other matters, I am currently residing in the very well closed off home of Salazar Slytherin. It is a large castle and that is all I can tell you until you consent to marrying me. As my betrothed you would be allowed to know of the residence's location. Until then, I think telling you that it's almost as grand as Hogwarts is, will suffice.

I looked at the Daily Prophet this morning. Congratulations on getting to go back to France. I've always wanted to go to Beauxbatons and learn their secrets. The French are rather careful with all knowledge of their magical school, so this is a treat for you. Learn all you can, I don't care how you do it, just do it.

You will be pleased to learn that as Lord Slytherin, I have the power to banish and disown people from the family. Tom Marvolo Riddle, Lord Voldemort, has broken not only sacred laws of magic, but also Salazar Slytherin's own requirements for his Line. Being a Dark Lord immediately goes against three of these rules.

I have therefore disowned Lord Voldemort and stripped him of his Slytherin heritage. Should we ever see him again, he will be considerably weaker and we should be able to destroy him permanently.

Please send your reply with Asmodeus, he needs to work off the energy.

Tom.

Voldemort was basically no threat. He was done. Finished. Maybe they could find him and off him quickly in order to save time.

Tom was a genius!

Hermione was understandably excited when she received the news. Her parents gave the permission and she sent in her acceptance to the Daily Prophet immediately.

Harry was looking forward to this trip and went to the main office in person to get his list of supplies that was needed for the upcoming Beauxbatons school year.

As he went through his shopping, he thought about the letter he'd gotten from Nick.

Harry,

I'm not at all shocked that you won the contest. It has always involved the most favored among the students and are you really surprised that your name came out over four thousand times?

I frequently teach a class at Beauxbatons. As an Alumni of the school, they call upon me to give lectures to their Alchemy Classes. Nelly is sometimes called into to help with Potions and Arithmancy. You and your friend Hermione will be seeing a lot of the two of us in the coming year. Perhaps we shall take tea when we can.

Study those books we gave and make sure you treat them with care. They are almost as old as me!

Looking forward to seeing you once more,

Nicolas Flamel.

It was like everything in his life was coming together.

Nothing could ruin this for him.

The window beside him exploded suddenly.

He really shouldn't have thought so soon.

Harry dove to the side as he withdrew his wand. People ran from the shop, screaming. Harry however, was facing the threat.

It was a man. Short, rather obese, and balding.

What gave him away though, was the red eyes.

Voldemort.

"Potter!" the man wheezed, voice overlapping with another, sounding raspy.

"Voldy," Harry greeted, before throwing a powerful severing charm in his direction.

The spell was quickly diverted with the use of the man's wand. Harry wasn't about to give in though. He began firing off curses and charms that he knew thanks to Tom's help.

Bombarda Maxima. Reducto. Incendio. Confringo. Conjunctivitis. Flipendo Maxima. Expulso Tria. Laryngitis. Densaugeo. Engorgio Skullus.

Only three of the spells hit. Conjunctivitis, Flipendo, and Densaugeo.

Unable to see, being knocked back, and then having front teeth so large he couldn't speak, gave Harry the upper hand.

"Reducto!"

The man's body, whoever it was, exploded in a shower of sparks.

The very last piece of Lord Voldemort, the only thing left to destroy, was left behind.

The amorphous form that Harry was too used to seeing, accompanied by the bright red eyes of the monster, were not even ten feet from him.

A red light shot forth from the dark figure. Harry dodged just barely, but felt his plait disappear. His hair had been cut!

That bastard!

Harry rolled to his feet.

The green light coming at him was diverted by a large piece of metal. He glanced over only for a second, to see none other than Tom.

"Ah, yes. My supposed son," Voldemort hissed.

Tom simply raised his wand and cast the Fiendfyre curse the came time Harry's cast Incendio Tria. The flames shooting from Tom's wand formed a large serpent that turned blue once Harry's spell joined it. The snake gave a hiss and hot forth, slamming into Voldemort, making him howl in pain.

The darkness known as Lord Voldemort was swallowed up by the flames, an unearthly scream rent the air until there was nothing left.

Harry could only stare at the place where his prophesied nemesis had formerly been. Voldemort was gone. For good.

"I thought Fiendfyre was illegal," he couldn't help but comment.

"Borderline. If used by a competent practitioner for a serious and helpful purpose, it can be overlooked. I think helping the Boy-Who-Lived vanquish the Dark Lord, is a good purpose."

"You and your loopholes," Avada eyes rolled. "Thank you for saving me Tom."

"You saved me, Harry. It's literally the least I could do."

Their serene moment of comfort was ruined by the mob of people and reporters, who converged on them from out of nowhere.

Harry realized what good publicity this was going to give Tom. He wasn't a fool. Not only would saving Harry be a benefit, but Tom had always planned on helping Harry vanquish Voldemort.

Rita Skeeter, the most famous journalist from the Daily Prophet, was up front, catching their attention quickly. She asked for an interview with them and a photograph. Tom agreed on their behalf, so long as she used a Dicto-Quill.

The woman, who was dressed in an acid green pantsuit, nodded and immediately set to asking questions. Who they were, what they had been doing prior to the fiasco, how did they know each other.

In the end, the only thing that saddened Harry was the lost of most of his hair. It had been a nice length, but now it was growing again and it had already gone past its former length. The longer the hair, the more work he had to do to maintain it.

Tom said that he liked it though, so maybe it wasn't all that bad.

Harry let the Daily Prophet the next morning, explain everything that happened. Sirius was understandably worried and immediately took him to St. Mungo's to make sure that there weren't any negative effects from the former evening.

The paper, which displayed a lovely picture of Harry and Tom on the front page, was headlined with a shocking title that drew all eyes.

THE DARK LORD VOLDEMORT DESTROYED! HARRY POTTER AND LORD SLYTHERIN JOIN FORCES TO STOP THE GREATEST EVIL KNOWN TO THE EUROPEAN WIZARDING WORLD!

Harry Potter, age thirteen, had been shopping for his future year at Beauxbatons - thanks to being one of the Daily Prophet winners - when he was attacked by a threatening wizard. As witches and wizards fled the scene in worry, our young Savior simply drew his wand and faced his foe with a stiff upper lip.

The man, was being controlled by the Dark Lord Voldemort. His eyes the very same shade of red that has haunted many a survivor from the War of Voldemort. His wand casting the most vile of all curses. The Killing Curse!

The Boy-Who-Conquered, defended himself and fought back as bravely as he could. Spells in his repertoire including the blasting curse, the severing charm, the reductor curse, and even the knockback jinx. All managing to hit his enemy!

For those who do not know of possession, the moment a person's body is released from dark possession, they die, having become dependant on the spirit housed within. Harry Potter destroyed the body of the possessed man, releasing the Dark Lord from his shell.

Our Savior managed to save himself from an oncoming curse and the arrival of Lord Slytherin who diverted the cast Killing Curse, saving Mr. Potter, gave him the upper hand. Together, the two vanquished the remains of the Dark Lord.

Now dear readers, you may ask how this was done.

With a powerful Fiendfyre that he was able to control, aided by a stronger Incendio Tria from Mr. Potter, Lord Slytherin forced his flaming serpent to swallow the Dark Lord and burn him from existence.(photograph… see Page 2A)

It was revealed by Nicolas Flamel many months ago, that the Dark Lord had dabbled in some of the most foul, despicable magic known to wizardkind. In his desperation for immortality, Voldemort created what are known as Horcruxes, splitting his soul with the aid of a murder and ritual, and encasing it into a chosen object. Harry Potter and Lord Slytherin revealed that the Dark Lord had managed to create six Horcruxes, the Boy-Who-Lived being one of them!

The infamous scar that was the only mark left behind after that night in Godric's Hollow all those years ago, housed a piece of Lord Voldemort's soul, which tried to actively harm our Savior in order to take over his body! But with the help of Lord Slytherin and none other than Nicolas Flamel, the three managed to hunt down the Horcruxes and destroy each of them, including the one inside Mr. Potter, without having him come to harm.

In addition to these recent events, I am pleased to inform you all of Lord Slytherin's identity. A close friend of Harry Potter's for several years, Lord Slytherin, Corvinus Thomas Riddle-Selwyn, is the son of the former Dark Lord and Corvinus Selwyn of the Selwyn House! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the Most Ancient and Noble House of Selwyn lives on.

Through much tragedy in the war, the House of Selwyn was thought to have been murdered when they chose to not aid Voldemort in his up and coming takeover. The Dark Lord, unhappy with their noncompliance, killed all but the Heir and committed dastardly acts upon the young teenager. Lord Slytherin was the result.

Through a great amount of fortune, one of the Dark Lord's followers began to feel guilty for the cause they fought for and took the five year old from the Dark Lord's home, placing him in a Muggle Orphanage and hiding all traces of him from even Ministerial view. He then began his own hunt for his former master's Horcruxes and his treachery was discovered. He was killed by Lord Voldemort in 1979, only a year after liberating the Slytherin Heir from the Dark Lord. Regulus Black was the brave soul who sacrificed his life to see to the end of the Dark Lord. His acts will be remembered. May his soul find peace.

Lord Slytherin, who is also Lord Gaunt and Lord Selwyn, used his power as the Slytherin Lord and banished Voldemort from the Slytherin family, stripping him of his family magics and weakening him. This, as well as the Dark Lord's destroyed Horcruxes, allowed for an easy defeat of the Dark Wizard.

Harry Potter and Lord Slytherin are grateful that there is no possibility of the Dark Lord's return and hope for many happy and peaceful years to come.

Also, if this reporter may be so bold, I think I see a new match in the future, dear readers. Look out for Lord Slytherin and Heir Potter-Black to become a couple!

As always, you read it here first!

Rita Skeeter, special correspondent of the Daily Prophet.

A/N: Another one is done!

-If you recognize some names that aren't part of the HP universe, sorry. I lost all originality when I ran out of familiar people. So yes, Twilight, Marvel, Sherlock, The Nanny, and other references.

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