Dark Heirs and the Chamber of Secrets: AKA Dad's Diary

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything you know from the Harry Potter Universe we all know and love. I am only responsible for the twisted nature of this AU.

WARNING: If you have not read Dark Heirs and the Philosopher's Stone this will not make sense.

SUMMERY: This is year two of a dark AU story where everything you know about the world of Harry Potter is not what it seems. The night Harry "defeated" Voldemort did not happen as in cannon. Instead Voldemort lived and took Harry as his own son and raised him with his daughter. But that is not the only twisted event in this story. Read on if you wish to know just how twisted I can be.

AN:

Parseltounge

"Speech"

Thoughts/Telepathy

/flashback/

Map writing

Chapter 1

Diagon Alley

The burning August morning sun didn't brighten the small pub even as Sirius Black opened the door from muggle London. The Leakey Cauldron's patrons looked up and stared at the youth beside the head of the Black family. Harry Potter's long brown hair was tied at the base of his neck and his lightning bolt scar stood out clearly on his forehead. Sirius and his godson were here to buy Harry's school supplies.

If this had been a year before, or even just a few months ago, everyone in the magical bar would be trying to shake Harry's hand. But this was now. Harry was still held as having banished Lord Voldemort and giving eleven years of peace to the wizarding world. But everyone knew the dark lord was back. His message only two months ago had been very clear. He was still very much alive.

Even though everyone knew Voldemort was back, people weren't yet as weary as they had been just over a decade ago. Azkaban still held the most deadly of Death Eaters and so long as that fortress stood solidly people knew the reign of terror wouldn't begin just yet. The wizarding world held its collective breath in anticipatory fear for the day Azkaban fell. There was also much debate and wondering about the Dark Lord. The parents of Hogwarts' children were perhaps the most confused because he hadn't harmed anyone when he returned the Philosopher's Stone to Headmaster Dumbledore. Some wondered if the Dark Lord was waiting for Baphomet to make another move. Others wondered if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was waiting for Harry Potter to come of age so that he could have proper revenge. The ministry began to recruit more auror trainees. The Order of the Phoenix simply regrouped, recruited, and began to retrain. Albus had a time frame for Voldemort's reign of terror to return.

Sirius nodded to Tom, the owner of the Leakey Cauldron, and proceeded through the pub. The patrons didn't hide their hungry eyes as they stared at Harry. They wanted him to be the boy-who-lived again. They wanted him to be their Hero and save them as he had done so many years ago. Not one of them questioned that they were expecting a child to release them from the darkness. None of them thought that maybe he didn't want to be their savoir. Not one turned their eyes away from him even as Harry shuddered in fear and revulsion. He moved closer to his godfather, it was almost instinctive to seek comfort from the strong man. Sirius placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and felt the boy relax and accept that comfort. The two wizards stepped into the alley behind the pub. Sirius tapped the activation brick and the wall's bricks rearranged themselves into an archway.

Harry smiled and looked up at Sirius. "My friends are meeting us at Florean Fortescue's Ice-cream Parlor so we can shop together."

Sirius sighed slightly, "I know. Come on lets go meet up with your friends."

Harry shook his head slightly and headed for the ice cream parlor. He liked Sirius but there were times his Gryffindor tendencies were grating. Sirius was rash, impudent, stupidly brave, and completely Gryffindor. At least Hermione had some Slytherin and Ravenclaw traits while Neville could have been a top notch Hufflepuff. Harry spotted Lucius and Narcissa's platinum blond heads. Lucius was talking to the dark haired Bellatrix and the children were milling about behind them.

Lucius turned from his conversation with Bellatrix as his wife called toward the approaching wizards, "Sirius, cousin dear, how wonderful to see you."

Harry smiled brightly at her as Sirius smiled tightly, "Good morning Narcissa dear." Sirius took her hand and lightly kissed her fingers. He turned toward Lucius and his other cousin Bellatrix. "Lucius," he extended a hand for a firm handshake. Then he took Bellatrix's hand, "And my other beautiful cousin, Bellatrix." He kissed her knuckles as well. "It is a pleasure to see you all looking so well."

Bellatrix laughed, "Could have fooled me. You don't write you don't Floo talk; you don't even pop in for surprise visits. What's a girl to think when her favorite cousin cuts off all contact?"

"I thought Regulus was your favorite cousin," commented Narcissa dryly.

"Don't believe her," said Bellatrix as she hooked Sirius' arm. "Now why don't we catch up while Lucius and Cissa take care of the kids?"

Sirius shook his head, "Actually I don't think that's such a good idea. Why don't we accompany them and help watch the children? There are," he turned and counted Harry and the other children, "eleven of them after all. And unless I'm mistaken three of them are yours."

She smiled, "How could you tell?"

"Well those two," he pointed, "could have been you at that age and that one looks exactly like Rodolphus did." The two Malfoys gave polite laughs while Bellatrix pouted.

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Hermione spotted Neville at the Leakey Cauldron and stole him away from his grandmother as planned. Mrs. Ganger was very interested in Neville's oral hygiene. The slightly pudgy Gryffindor whispered to Hermione, "Your mom's weird." Hermione simply nodded in full agreement.

Shortly after the three left Gringotts Neville spotted the Malfoy family by their trademarked blond hair. He said, "There's Draco and the others."

Hermione turned toward her mother, "Mom those are the friends we're meeting up with." Her mother nodded and the three walked over to Florean's.

Lucius Malfoy and Brendan Zabini were in deep conversation as they approached. Blaise was the first to spot them approaching and said, "Our lions are here." Draco and Kira smirked while Lucius and Brendan stopped talking. The dark wizards, witches and children looked at the muggle and Gryffindors.

"Hello, where's Harry?" greeted Hermione.

"Not here yet," responded Kira.

Draco stepped forward and said, "Let us introduce you. Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, allow me to introduce my parents Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy."

Hermione extended a hand. Lucius kissed the back and murmured, "A pleasure." Narcissa simply shook her hand while smiling. Neville gave Lucius' hand the firmest shake he could and then kissed the back of Narcissa's hand.

Blaise stepped forward and said, "These are my parents, Brendan and Erica Zabini." Hermione and Neville had similar experiences shaking and kissing hands with the Zabinis.

Hermione decided to introduce her mother at that point. "Please allow me to introduce my mother, Cheryl Granger." Mrs. Granger extended her hand and received a proper wizarding greeting.

Just then Bellatrix and three children walked up. "Sister dear, I hope we're not late. Rodolphus got caught up at the ministry on our way over and I finally said I had to go to meet up with you."

"You are no later than Black and Harry," responded Brendan with a slight edge to his voice.

"Shush," whispered Erica to her husband.

Bellatrix waved her hand as if to push away the admonition, "Not to worry, Erica dear. I don't mind having my time sense compared to Sirius'. Everyone knows both of us make fashionably late turn into the party ended an hour ago." Erica blushed slightly while the other adults laughed slightly at the joke.

Erica turned toward Mrs. Ganger and said, "Mrs. Granger..."

"Cheryl is fine," interrupted the muggle with a friendly smile.

Erica smiled in return and said, "Cheryl, why don't you leave your daughter with Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy and Mrs. Lestrange while Brendan and I show you around the wizarding world a bit?"

"I would love to, I imagine Hermione would only be going to all the same places as that Hagrid person took us last year," replied Cheryl.

"Well then, Ladies, shall we?" asked Brendan as he presented an arm to each lady. His wife and Cheryl each took an arm and the three walked off to 'explore' Diagon Alley for a while.

While the adults talked Hermione and Neville allowed themselves to be pulled over to the other children. Draco introduced his younger sister Selene. Blaise introduced her brother Jared, who would be starting Hogwarts that year. Kira then introduced Bellatrix's brood, starting with Miriam, who would be starting that year, and moving on to the younger two, Lawrence and Carol Anne.

Soon the children were comfortably talking about the wonderful world of Hogwarts. Narcissa's voice interrupted them as she said, "Sirius, cousin dear, how wonderful to see you." They noticed that the dark haired man, Sirius, looked rather strained. Harry was the opposite as he smiled brightly and joined them. After the Dark Family children hugged Harry quite thoroughly, he was finally able to accept Hermione's hug and Neville's manly handshake.

"I missed you all so much," Harry said.

"You were missed as well," Kira said softly in return.

Harry looked searchingly at her, "Am I no longer your brother?"

"You will always be my brother," she responded and hugged him tightly, "I just didn't know if I was still your sister."

"Always," he murmured into her hair as he tightened his hold on her. You will be my sister until my dieing breath.

As you will be my brother, forever and always.

Lucius' voice interrupted the emotional moment, "Well if that is your plan Sirius, perhaps we should gather the children and get started. I suggest Flourish and Blotts first because Gilderoy Lockhart will be there later and we do not want to get caught in the crush of his book signing."

"For once I find myself agreeing with you," Sirius replied. He then looked at the children and a soft smile lit his face, the first genuine smile of the day. "Alright you little monsters, pair up so you can be spelled to someone." The pairing left Carol Anne without a partner. Sirius looked at her, there was a soft spot burning in his heart as he remembered an innocent Bellatrix. He sighed dramatically, "Well, I guess you're stuck with you cousin Sirius."

She giggled, "You're silly." Sirius smiled so brightly that for one moment he looked like he was fifteen and with his best friends again. He easily swept the seven year old to his shoulders where she settled by grapping tufts of his hair. "Giddy-up," she said as she smacked his hair against his head.

Bellatrix shook her head and then joined Narcissa and Lucius in charming the children so that they could keep track of them. The charm worked two ways, first it allowed the partnered children to keep track of each other, and second it allowed the caster to keep track of the pair. Narcissa whispered to Bellatrix after they had cast a spell, "I haven't seen him that happy since his fifteenth birthday."

"Nor have I," Bellatrix whispered back, "Maybe my little ones will help us bring him back into the family."

Harry looked up at the two whispering women and said just as quietly, "Don't forget I'm in a great place to help." Both ladies smiled conspiratorially at Harry.

Sirius 'galloped' toward Flourish and Blotts. The three adults and ten children followed. Sirius ducked low to enter the store with Carol Anne on his shoulders. She was giggling and smiling happily. All the adults scowled as they helped the eight children buying Hogwarts books collect the entire Lockhart collection.

Sirius held up Wandering with Werewolves and said, "This man wouldn't know a werewolf if it bit him. How the heck does any teacher expect the students to learn a thing from this rubbish?"

Lucius responded, "He obviously doesn't expect them to learn, nor would I say Dumbledore expects it either."

"Who reads this trash, yet alone wants to force its nonsense on others?" asked Bellatrix as she dropped, Magical Me: Gilderoy Lockhart Autobiography into the shopping cauldron for Miriam.

"Probably whatever idiot Dumbledork found to replace Quirrell," responded Harry before he hissed quietly Blacken your face from my sight to his copy of Voyages with Vampires. The portrait of Gilderoy Lockhart became a pure black box on the back cover.

Sirius indulged Carol Anne by buying her Winter's Dreams: A Witches Christmas Tale. He remembered it being Lily's favorite wizarding fiction. He was busy bonding to with his youngest cousin while Harry picked out his books. The adults indulged each of the children who weren't going to Hogwarts by allowing them to pick out a book each.

As the entourage was leaving the book store a man with pastel violet robes, bright blond hair and a smile that blinded walked toward them. Since they had just purchased every book he ever wrote the entire group recognized the pouf of a man. Unfortunately he spotted Harry in the group and said, "My word, if it isn't Harry Potter!" He quickly reached for Harry and fell back as a shield of energy was raised between him and Harry. Kira had hissed Shields up while envisioning an episode of "Star Trek."

Gilderoy Lockhart nursed his slightly burned hand. Harry looked at him disdainfully and said, "Stay away from me."

Lucius glared at the 'celebrity' wizard and walked past without any other acknowledgement. The entire group moved past him and while Sirius didn't even seem to look at him he still sent one of his favorite prank spells at the man. Gilderoy's hair turned a brilliant orange with green, blue, red and black stripes in it.

Lucius ignored the immature prank and said, "I believe the apothecary is next. I can escort the children who need potion supplies inside while you wait outside with our lovely ladies and the younger children."

"Agreed," replied Sirius. When his family was so polite, he could almost forget the cruelty he knew they were all capable of. He, Narcissa, and Bellatrix waited with the three youngsters outside as Lucius, the quartet, two lions, and two future serpents entered the smelly store. Bellatrix turned to Sirius and began to interrogate him with well placed 'harmless' questions. She was highly disappointed as he was very tight lipped. She was pouting prettily while Narcissa hid her smirk when Lucius and the eight Hogwarts bound children rejoined them.

Lucius said, "I believe only wands are left, unless Harry needs more robes."

"No we've already ordered Harry's robes, but Dumbledore did want me to have Harry fitted with an Ollivander wand."

"Indeed," replied Lucius. All of his disdain for the aged Headmaster was clear in that one word.

Sirius didn't bother to respond to the tone. He agreed, on some level, that Dumbledore just wasn't worth it. He still harbored a great deal of bitterness toward the man. Even he had been unwilling to separate Harry from everything he knew connected to the Riddles. This was why Harry had a pet snake at the manor.

The group made their way toward Ollivanders Wands. Kira looked up at Lucius and asked, "Uncle Lucius do you think father would mind if I got a second wand from Ollivanders?"

"I doubt he would mind, his primary wand is an Ollivander creation after all."

"Thank you," she replied.

The troupe stepped into the dark shop. Harry and Kira sensed where Ollivander was standing. Silent agreement passed between them as they looked at the darkened corner where he hid. "Hello Mr. Ollivander," they said in unison while their eyes met his startled silver ones.

He recovered from his surprise in an instant and said, "Ah, Mr. Potter, I was expecting you last year. I remember your mother's wand willow with unicorn hair; swishy, nice for charm work. Now your father..."

"We don't need a history about every wand you've ever sold Mr. Ollivander," interrupted Lucius.

"Yes, we just need wands for my Miriam as well as Jared, Harry, and Kira," added Bellatrix.

Ollivander hid his annoyance at the interruption and said, "Alright, which one of you wants to go first?"

"I might as well," said Harry. "I have some experience being fitted with a wand after all."

"Very good Mr. Potter, may I see your current wand?"

Harry flicked the wand out of his wrist brace and handed it to Ollivander. Ollivander turned the wand in his hands, muttering incoherently. Harry could feel the tendrils of magic Ollivander was using to feel the wand's properties. Finally the old man said, "Thirteen inches ash-wood, but I don't recognize the core."

Harry knew that was his way of asking and replied, "Unicorn hair suspended in basilisk blood."

Ollivander hid his shock well as he handed the wand back to Harry. "A most uniquely intriguing wand, Mr. Potter, the technique for creating double cored wands has not been seen in a rather long time. Wands with two cores have a tendency to be rather volatile and temperamental. May I ask who created your wand?"

Harry shook his head, "I'm afraid I was asked to keep the wand-maker's identity a secret and I don't break my promises."

"Very well, which is your wand arm?"

"I'm ambidextrous, but usually use my right."

Ollivander nodded and then his measuring tape zoomed around Harry recording arm, finger and even nose measurements. Ollivander commanded the magical tool away and then handed a wand to Harry. "Try this, twelve inches cherry with dragon heartstring."

Harry felt the wrongness in the wand as soon as the smooth wood touched his hand. He waved the wand anyway and a vase exploded. Ollivander snatched it away and handed him another. Again Harry knew this wand wasn't for him. After a dozen wands Harry was becoming frustrated. He remembered how easy getting his other wand had been, just give a drop of blood and the spell choose the best wood and core for him from the stock available. His growled slightly as he said, "Sir! I may be able to find the wand for me faster than you can guess at it."

Something in the tone and quivering power caused Ollivander to relent. He said, "Alright, I shall let you try."

Harry nodded, "Thank you." He turned to Kira, "Anchor me." She nodded in return. He felt her become a solid force within his mind. He knew she would not let him go as he summoned his pure magic. It sang in his veins like an intoxicating wine, sweet and undiluted. He briefly felt himself falling into the swirls of chaotic energy when suddenly he felt Kira holding him above the swirl of eternity.

The others felt pressure as Harry raised his energy. They watched as he lifted his hand and snapped his fingers. A pulse of pure magic rushed through each person present. It was warm, cold, kind and cruel all at once. The magic was primordial and uncontrolled, yet structured and fresh. For Ollivander it was his first experience in raw magic; for the Dark Family it was something they had become used to with the Dark Heirs. The Gryffindors just stood still in awe.

Harry appeared to listen to something as the pulse faded. He moved toward the back of the store, stopping just behind the counter. Kira had also sensed, through him, what was calling to him. He raised his hand again and snapped his fingers. The pulse was stronger this time and an echo, undefined called within their souls. Harry once again felt himself falling into the dark fire of his magic; Kira whispered in his mind You aren't allowed to fall. That pit of magic is not where you belong. Harry grabbed the mental hand she offered and sent his thanks.

He walked to the far back of the store in front of a dusty shelf, well behind the counter. Hold me tightly, he sent to Kira. She sent a wordless assent. Harry took a deep breath, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers. The pulse of magic that ripped through the store knocked the air from the lungs of the adults. Dancing on the currents of the energy was the cry of a phoenix. The cry was sad, enchanting, and pure. Not even Lucius was able to keep a single tear from forming in his eye.

Harry closed his eyes, his heart was racing. The magic called to him, it was blinding. Kira's presence touched his heart and soul, shadow cloaked the light. Harry could See again. He took a deep breath and released the power he had called to him. He said, "That one, the third from the base of the top shelf."

Ollivander, as well as everyone else wiped the tears from their eyes, then walked to the shelf and carefully retrieved the wand box. As he opened the dusty box an unfathomable look crossed his face. He held the wand out toward Harry while saying, "Eleven and a half inches holly with a phoenix feather core."

Harry took the wand and felt a rightness that surprised him. It literally felt like it was a part of his very soul. Harry waved the wand and a green eyed ebony dragon took shape in the sparks before vanishing. "Wicked," breathed the stunned young wizard.

Ollivander looked pensive as he murmured, "Curious."

Sirius demanded, "What's curious?"

Ollivander turned his uncanny silver gaze toward Sirius and said, "I find it curious that this wand was intended for Mr. Potter when the phoenix who gave the feather for it gave but one other, only one. That feather joins with thirteen inches of yew to create the brother wand. The brother wand is the wand which gave Mr. Potter his scar."

The shop was unbelievably silent as the implications sank in. The Dark Family members felt that this was a positive omen in favor of their eventual triumph. The Gryffindors wondered what exactly it could mean. The silence was broken as Miriam complained, "Enough, can I get my wand now?"

Kira spoke up then, "Perhaps I should go next, Mir. I am liable to be as tricky a customer as Harry was, unless Mr. Ollivander allows me to find my own wand rather than trying to guess it."

Ollivander looked at her. He was feeling strangely defeated and said, "You may try to find your wand yourself, miss...?"

"Riddle and thank you," she responded. She ignored the flabbergasted look which passed over Ollivander's normal mask. She held up a hand and hissed Wand meant for me Reveal yourself for all to see. When she lowered her hand one of the boxes was glowing. "That one Mr. Ollivander," Kira said as she pointed to the glowing box.

Ollivander composed himself and retrieved the box. After hearing her say her name was Riddle he had been only slightly shocked at hearing Parseltounge from her. He knew whose child she was. He opened the wand box and held out the wand, "Thirteen inches rowan with a unicorn hair."

She took the wand and waved it. The sparks which rushed from its tip formed a silver bird before fading. Kira smiled and said, "Your turn Miriam."

Miriam and Jared both had to find their wands in a traditional way. Ollivander measured them and then had them try wands. After only a dozen failed attempts each, both had their wands. Each wand cost seven galleons and five sickles. While they paid for the wands Mr. Ollivander asked, "Miss Riddle, may I ask what your original wand is?"

She smiled slightly, "Elven and a half inches yew with a thestral feather suspended in phoenix tears." Ollivander nodded and bid the large group a good day.

The entourage made its way to Florean Fortescue's parlor where Mrs. Longbottom had already met with Mrs. Ganger and the Zabinis. The elderly matriarch of the Longbottom family did not look pleased to see her grandson surrounded by Malfoys and Lestranges. Her voice was whip-like and proper as she said, "Neville, come along now, its time to go."

Neville looked at Harry and said, "I'll see you guys September first."

"See ya," said Harry. Blaise, Draco, Hermione and Kira all nodded their good-byes to him.

As Neville walked away with his grandmother, Sirius looked at the Zabinis and said, "Brendan Zabini and Erica Rysten, if my memory serves me." He extended a hand.

Brendan took the hand and gruffly said, "Black, you would be correct if Erica was not my wife of the last thirteen years."

Sirius said, "Congratulations, sorry I didn't know, different circles and all that."

"Thank you," said Erica as she placed her hand into Sirius', "it's completely understandable."

"Always a pleasure," said Sirius as he kissed her knuckles in a gentlemanly manner. He looked at Cheryl Granger after releasing Erica's hand and said, "I don't believe we've had the pleasure." He extended a hand toward Cheryl, "I'm Sirius Black, and you are?"

"Cheryl Granger," she said as he took a hand and lightly kissed it in greeting.

"An honor, I have heard wonderful things about your daughter and only a wonderful mother can raise such a person." He released her hand as she blushed at the compliment. He turned toward Lucius and Narcissa, "It has been a dubious pleasure spending the day with my loving family, but I am afraid Harry and I will be taking our leave now. Perhaps we shall see one another on the platform September first when we see the children off."

Bellatrix pouted slightly at his tone and said, "You shouldn't be a stranger, dear cousin. The Lestrange home is always open to you."

Sirius nodded his thanks and the adults gave polite farewells to one another. Harry on the other hand was being thoroughly hugged again by the children he had always called cousins. He told Hermione and the quartet that he would see them on the train. Harry and Sirius Flooed from the Leakey Cauldron back to Midnight Rose Manor, the Black Family summer manor and the only house not completely dark and dreary among the Black properties.

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Review responses for last chapter of year one:

DarkKatKlaws Thank you and I did. (smiles)

That Idiot Thank you... yes Harry is used to the idea of two men being together... two members of the Dark family are like that... It being Remus is much too cliché, all I'll say is it wasn't him.

Wanamaker Thank you... here's the first installment of year two.

Shadowface Thank you... here you go.(smiles)

Sirius isn't really blind... he just cares a great deal about Harry's happiness, something he doesn't believe Dumbledork cares about at all.

Tiffany Kleinhans Thank you so very much. As you can see Harry was in the care of Sirius all summer, although Siri did let him have Cornelius and a shopping trip with his "family". I hope you liked the first installment of year two.

Virginia Riddle-Malfoy Thank you for celebrating with me(smirks). It wasn't Remus... and unfortunately I don't plan on telling who it was for a while.

lonelysltherinslowlydying I know it didn't answer your questions, but there are some things I can't answer... I feel honored that my story was in your dreams, though I doubt the purple Draco will actually happen(like that)...

Prank war- possibly this year

Twins- they're possible allies later

Thank you for the review

Kage Mirai Thank you... I hope you enjoyed this first installment of year two.

Szihuoko Thank you... here you go.

LT2000 Your review came in just as I was preparing this chapter for posting, thank you. HP/DM happen to be my fav pairing... which is why I will use it.... NICE GUESS as to Siri's lover, but no, very original idea. I hope you enjoyed the start of year two.