The Dark Lord sat at the Professor's table on Monday morning, his impatience rising when his soul mate was late to breakfast. They had plans, for them to slip so early was not a good sign. What could be keeping Harry?

"For fuck sake Ginny! Will you get of me. I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I am not interested.!" Harry's raised voice echoed through the now silent hall, followed by a the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

"I don't know what's got into you Harry, but you will never raise your voice at me again." Ginny screeched

"Maybe it's the lack of love potion in my system. Stay the fuck away from me you psycho bitch." Harry snarled, storming in to the Great Hall and glaring at everyone who starred at him. Even pretending to be the golden boy he was still feared, the red hand print appearing on his cheek confirmed Tom's suspicion that the blood-traitor had dared to slap Harry.

A gasp to Tom's left caught his attention, clearly Mcgonagall had no idea about the love potion. Nor did Tom and oh how he wanted to tear Ginny Weasley apart for doing something so hideous to his soul mate. He hated love potion, detested that apparently you could love someone so much that you would poison them until they cannot think for themselves.

"Albus it's not true is it? Did Miss Weasley really spike Mr Potter with love potion?" Minerva demanded, the Headmaster shook his head in denial but said nothing. Clearly to busy trying to figure out how the boy had figured it out.

"Ah the Prophet, I do hope they have more vouchers for Zonko's again their new sweets are addictive. Though lemon drops will always be my favourites." Dumbledore chatted, ignoring the glare Minerva had fixed on him. He smiled pleasantly even when no one bothered to respond to him. He had just put a lemon drop into his mouth when it happened, chaos.

Tom stood when the other professors did, appearing to be as equally worried. Dumbledore raced up around the table, pushing the students stomachs into the table as he hurried to where Harry Potter had just been sat. A burnt up note twirling, glowing with the words "You Lose". Mcgonagall hurried to stand next to him, her wand shooting out detection spells in some misplaced hope that they would find Harry had just disillusioned himself.

"We've lost Harry Potter." She whispered, she looked at Dumbledore. The headmaster, the leader of the light for guidance. "Did you hear me Albus. Harry Potter is missing! We must find him! Albus!" she shrieked trying to shake the man from his shock but to no avail.

"Perhaps you should alert the Aurors." Severus suggested.

"Aurors yes, aurors will find him." Dumbledore said faintly, the boy was to valuable and in the hands of Voldemort there was no telling the destruction they would cause to his plans!

"Students return to your dormitories at once." Minerva demanded. Busying herself with vanishing the plates, leftover food and ordering elves to provide food in the common rooms. When the Great Hall door flew open Tom saw the ministry had sent Head Auror Amelia Bones as well as a group of ten aurors some vaguely familiar too him. He understood why but he knew there was nothing they could do to find Harry.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, we need a statement as to what occurred when Mr Potter disappeared." Head Auror stated, getting straight to business.

"He just disappeared. The post had just come. He's just, just gone." Dumbledore gave.

"Perhaps someone who can control themselves will provide a statement." Amelia Bones suggested looking at the surrounding professors. "You're the new Defence professor are you not? Perhaps you could inform us."

"Mr Potter entered the Great Hall frustrated with Miss Ginerva Weasley, she mentioned that he was acting different and Mr Potter replied that it may have been because of the lack of love potion in his system. He then went to sit at the Gryffindor table alone, when the post arrived Mr Potter received the prophet and one letter. He vanished and all that remained is this note."

"Are you insinuating that Miss Ginerva Weasley gave love potion to Mr Potter?" The head auror questioned.

"I'm giving you an account on what happened, perhaps you should speak to Miss Weasley first."

"Miss Weasley wouldn't kidnap Harry." Dumbledore denied shaking his head.

"Nevertheless, spiking anyone with love potion is a crime and if she has found to have given Mr Potter for it she will be made accountable for her crimes. Miss Weasley is a Gryffindor i assume?"

Tom nodded and watched as two Aurors left the hall after a look from their boss.

"Anyone else? Mr Weasley, Miss Granger are Mr Potter's best friends are they not?"

Minerva shook her head. "Ah they've been strangely distant this year, I don't know what cause their rift."

"We shall still speak to them. They are both Gryffindors too?" Amelia asked, when Minerva nodded she sent her patronus to her Aurors so they could also bring them. "We require a copy of all your memories, if we need to ask you anymore questions we will be in touch."

Tom couldn't leave Hogwarts since his absence would be suspicious, he waited until the other professors left to their rooms for the evening before going to join Harry at his manor. It was decided that Harry would remain there until they were ready to approach Amelia Bones, most of the properties Harry owned would be watched by the Order. Finding Harry already sleeping on his side of the bed made a smile appear on his face even if felt regret to have returned so late.

"Timeturner." A tired voice murmured from the bed, the lump on the bed rolled over to face him and bleary green eyes trailed his body slowly before closing again.

"You're more exhausted then you should be." Tom said quietly, removing his clothes so he could join Harry in bed.

"I found a bind on my magic." Harry said flatly. "I'm not exhausted I just feel heavy, it'll go away after rest."

"You shouldn't have had a bind on your magic in the first place!" Tom snapped.

"I know, Dumbledore will pay we're going to stick to our plan and you're not going to kill him tomorrow." Harry said before Tom would go and do the exact opposite. "Anyway it was faint would have probably broken by itself if I hadn't noticed it."

Tom remained quiet, stewing in his fury although his body reacted to Harry's touch his mind was elsewhere. Concocting plans to murder Dumbledore in the most violent ways that he wouldn't follow but the thoughts were pleasing.

"Stop thinking of him." Harry demanded, licking the length of Tom's cock and Tom released a curse word. "I think you're bigger too."

"Harry are you talking to my cock?" Tom laugh was husky and his body shook.

"Mine." Harry growled, stopping Tom's laughter the quickest way he knew how; swallowing his cock and warning consequences with a small press of his teeth.

Harry was thinking that a week was too long, by the end of his third day Harry was thrumming with excitement enough to give himself a headache. Tom had taken his suggestion of using a timeturner so Harry was never alone long and they had used a lot of the time reacquainting themselves with each other, intimately. Visitors were few and far between as for the most part Tom and Harry had decided to keep the majority of the plan a secret until the final moment.

So he read the plans, re read them, said them out loud in English and then again in parseltongue just because he could. He trained, magically, physically until he could combine muggle weaponry and physical strength with magical power with ease. He conveyed messages between his friends through Tom who was not pleased to become a messenger but they needed to gather other people's opinions on what immediate changes were needed at Hogwarts in case there was anything they over looked. A group of students prospective was fitting since their takeover would start with the school and work towards the ministry.

"We need to talk." Tom said

"About?"

"The prophecy, specifically the lines about our heir." Tom said slowly, watching Harry's reaction.

"What about it?" Harry frowned.

"Harry." Tom said slowly "You are aware that males can become pregnant here?"

"I'm sorry what did you say?" Harry replied putting down his book because surely he had misheard.

"Male pregnancies are possible here." Tom confirmed, he didn't need to ask again to know that Harry had no idea. The panic, shock and disbelief were written all over the raven haired Lord.

"You didn't think to tell me that sooner?" Harry snapped

"I assumed you knew " Tom defended, summoning books on the subject so Harry would see that he wasn't lying.

"No why would I?! You're not saying this because I am are you because surely I'd know." Harry screeched smoothing a hand over his stomach in panic.

"Contraceptive charms Harry." Tom drawled Harry stopped his panicking to realise he actually felt disappointed.

"I have no idea how to raise a child Tom." Harry tried convincing Tom so he could convince himself against the idea.

"I doubt anyone is one hundred percent prepared when a child is born and I doubt we'll find everything we need within books. It will be a learning experience for the both of us, but don't you want that? A child Harry, a part of you, a part of me creating something we've fought for years to defend."

"What will be expected of our child Tom?" Harry asked quietly. "We didn't have a choice, the prophecy urges us to comply though there's very little resistance because we have been raised with the willingness to do all we can for her but is that a life you want for our child?"

"Our child will live amongst us Harry, immortal as we are, we cannot hide them forever from the truth of our lives. Do I want our child to make their own decisions and be happy? Yes but we are willing because of who we are, it's in us Harry, our child will possibly born with the same urge we have. They will never be alone, they will always have us to guide, to support, to encourage and too love them."

"I need time to think about it." Harry said softly.

"You'll have it." Tom said in agreement and Harry relaxed a little, his mind was still reeling from the revelation that men could get pregnant.

"You know I think Dumbledore's plan might've worked if we weren't who we are." Harry said steering the conversation away from babies and the fact he'd possibly be carrying one in the near future.

"You're considering an alternate reality?"

"Yes I'm bored, being unable to do much of anything is driving me to think of what ifs." Harry shrugged, moving to sit in Tom's lap when his mate tugged on his arm.

"So a Harry Potter and Tom Riddle would follow the fake prophecy?"

"Yeah, Tom Riddle would be some snake faced insane lord and Harry Potter would be Dumbledore's boy. Dumbledore would control their childhoods, their lives as they entered Hogwarts slowly enabling them to be the perfect chess pieces."

"Harry Potter would have to destroy Tom Riddle's horcruxes. Before sacrificing himself."

"Leaving Tom Riddle mortal, at that point Dumbledore would step in and destroy what was left of Tom Riddle. Paving the way to be forever worshipped." Harry concluded. "Do you think they'd be soul mates?"

"Possibly although not guaranteed, the Hogwarts Founders heirs born in the same time line as each other is rare. If the balance is unstable it is possible there'd be no soul mates at all."

"And here? Do you think there are other soul mates?"

"If there are then the Department of Mysteries will contain a book with the names."

"So, our names would be listed?" Harry queried

"Yes." Tom told him before he realised why Harry had asked. "Another piece of evidence to use against the old man."

"Four more days." Harry whined.

"The Goblins are pleased with the weapon training progress, Miss Weasley is being held in the DMLE cells and Dumbledore has been absent for many meals already." Tom said ignoring Harry's whining and trying to get his bored lover to concentrate on the positives.

"The papers have been vicious. I dislike Rita Skeetar but her writing has a flare that gets results."

"We provided her with the information, however it was written it would have been vicious." Tom drawled, he was unwilling to praise someone who had spent years trying to tarnish his soul mate for no reason but to sell papers. Harry was planning to reward Tom for his protectiveness when the wards alerted them that Severus Snape had entered the manor.

"Your other self is at Hogwarts, seriously what reason does he have to come here?" Harry grumbled his good mood vanishing as the potions master entered.

"Apologies for interrupting My Lord, but you ordered me here." Severus defended, watching as Harry Potter turned his glare on to the Dark Lord.

"Why did I send you here?"

"Dumbledore plans to discredit Harry Potter, he held a meeting with Fudge and attempted to convince the Minister that he had turned traitor. Harry Potter is no longer classed as missing, he is now a wanted criminal." Severus informed them.

"What? How is that even fucking possible?" Harry snapped.

"Dumbledore explained your connection." Severus answered.

"It wouldn't be there if it wasn't for him! You know this sets us back right? If people begin to believe that I'm just a copy of you they won't be accepting to change."

"It's not irreparable." Tom pointed out. "Yes it may take longer then we first planned but we will have Hogwarts and even if they attempt to arrest you, you're politically powerful enough to cripple them but that won't be necessary since you will be speaking to Madam Bones tomorrow."

That stopped Harry's magic from the stifling the room. "Tomorrow? No more waiting?"

"No. Tomorrow evening after our meeting with Madam Bones we will share some of our plans for Hogwarts with the Elite will know what we expect from them." Tom decided.

"Good I was bored anyway."

Amelia Bones had just entered her office when a note appeared on her desk, she checked it for any harmful spells before gingerly picking it up.

We're willing to give answers to Harry Potter's disappearance only to you. Curious?

The portkey will activate when you say 'Open Mind'

Vows will be given freely when you arrive.

There was no name, she didn't know how it appeared in her office, it was burnt around the edges just as the note left when Harry Potter had disappeared. She was curious, the note said only her so she couldn't take anyone with her as back up, she had an emergency portkey, the note didn't mention not telling anyone to search for her if she failed to return but none of her Aurors had found any clue as to how Harry Potter had disappeared. Decision made she spoke the activation words clearly and was whisked away.

"Good Morning, Head Auror Amelia Bones." Harry greeted brightly, they'd chosen to use one of the Malfoy families properties a open plan penthouse in Muggle London. The room held minimal furniture but hosted expensive portraits, ornaments.

"Mr Potter." Amelia Bones had not expected to find Harry Potter behind the portkey, she couldn't connect the dots and she didn't feel like arresting him even if it was her latest orders from Minister Fudge, she couldn't agree until she saw proof of whatever the Minister was accusing him of.

"I want to tell you a story, I want you to listen, I want you to keep an open mind. Are you willing?"

"Will the story provide me with answers?" Amelia questioned

"Many."

"Then I will listen." Amelia decided taking the available seat opposite the young wizard.

"It's starts with a pureblood witch, becoming infatuated with a muggle man, she wasn't pretty or charming, but she was a witch capable of procuring a love potion to have the muggle man fall in love with her. She began to believe that the muggle man actually loved her and stopped giving him the potion, she was pregnant and he left her. She was shunned from her village by muggles for witchcraft and ended up outside a muggle orphanage. She knew she was going to die, she wanted to make sure her child was safe."

"She gave birth to the child at the orphanage and lived just long enough to name him. Tom Marvalo Riddle. Tom after his father, Marvalo after her father and Riddle her last name. The name is relevant. Tom Marvalo Riddle is Voldemort."

"He who must not be named is a half blood?" Amelia interrupted, Harry nodded before continuing.

"His life at the orphanage wasn't pleasant, he was different and being different amongst muggles makes muggles begin to fear. People do awful things when they're scared Madam Bones. You are aware that Voldemort is the Heir of Salazar Slytherin, I do not know if you've ever read Hogwarts: a history but it is written that any heir of the founder is to be raised in the fifth tower of Hogwarts. Headmaster Dippet failed to move Tom Riddle out of the orphanage, instead year after year Tom Riddle was sent back to muggles who abused him."

"During Tom Riddle's stay at the orphanage he did have one visitor, a visitor on his birthday each year to perform a ritual. The satanae pariunt ritual, you're familiar with it I see. Little Tom Riddle as young as four years old lived it."

"Moving forward to Hogwarts, Tom Riddle was a believed muggleborn it wasn't until his parseltongue ability was known that he was accepted into his house. He didn't know he was a wizard until Dumbledore told him when he was Eleven."

"His crimes are well known, the explanation to why he attacked my parents has been a well guarded secret by Dumbledore. A prophecy is held in the department of mysteries, a prophecy that tells of a child born at the end of July being the one to vanquish the Dark Lord. Voldemort was told part of the prophecy and in his madness he didn't check the authenticity. The problem with the prophecy is that it is fake."

"You were not the only child to be born at the end of July why you?" Amelia asked

"The child was to be born to parents who had thrice defied the Dark Lord, that lead to myself and Neville Longbottom. Voldemort chose me because I'm a half blood just like him."

"And it's definitely fake?"

"Yes. The witch who spoke the prophecy was Sybil Trelawney apparently during her job interview. Except her job interview had already happened inside Dumbledore's office, the second was staged so a death eater could overhear and tell their Lord. Once you leave you'll be able to find the memory inside her mind yourself, I removed the block that Dumbledore placed on it."

"Moving on, the night my parents died my godfather handed me over to Hagrid who was sent to collect me. Ordered by Dumbledore. He left me on a doorstep, with a heating charm but I was fifteen months old I could have gotten up and walked away. I wish I did. The house he left me out was my mum's sister, she had a husband and a son a similar age to me. They hated me, feared me but were forced to keep me. I lived in a cupboard under the stairs, I didn't know my name was Harry until I was five years old and I started muggle school. I gave up trying to ask them why they hated me, why they hated my parents. They told me that they had gotten themselves blown up in a car crash." Harry said flatly, he wasn't thrilled about talking about his childhood but knew it was necessary.

"Another Hogwarts Heir that failed to be raised inside the fifth tower, Dumbledore knowingly placed me with magic hating muggles so I would be receptacle to his Grandfather persona, willing to follow his guidance with the intention of having me sacrifice myself for his fake prophecy, his greater good. His plan has a flaw though, a flaw that explains why I at fifteen months old managed to survive the killing curse."

"How?"

"We're soul mates. After everything I've told you that is what makes you uncomfortable?"

"All of this is a shock."

"We have proof of all of it, we will willingly hand over everything we have as long as you're willing to arrest Dumbledore, to use your aurors to dig through Dumbledore's life and hold him accountable for his crimes." Harry offered her, he wouldn't beg for her assistance they would make sure Dumbledore paid either way.

"We?" Amelia enquired scanning the room with narrowed eyes.

"Where do you think I went when I left Hogwarts? Do you think I was going to decline my gift from Lady Magic?"

"You went to he-who-must, Voldemort you went to Voldemort." Amelia realised, choosing to use the Dark Lord's moniker.

"Don't you think it's odd that the foul toad woman Umbridge disappeared, a new defence professor and then I go missing?"

"Voldemort was at Hogwarts the entire time, he's Professor Hale."

"Tom is no longer insane, intent on murdering all muggles, or prohibiting muggleborns from studying magic he would be a hypocrite since he's a half blood himself. He was a victim as much if not more then the people he harmed, if you even consider charging him for the crimes he committed whilst under the affects of the satanae pariunt ritual then you're committing political suicide."

"Are you threatening me Mr Potter?" The witch asked lightly

"Warning you, he was a vulnerable child and it was the ministry you fight for that failed him, failed me. Coming after Tom means coming after me and I won't stop until you're in Azkaban with all the people you put away. Everyone has a past Madam Bones, your ability to look the other way as Sirius Black was sentenced to Azkaban without a trial will just be the beginning."

"I have very little interest in pressing any official charges as long as the evidence you provide to me is untampered with and true. Why approach me?"

"You're a serious but fair witch, you'll look at the evidence with an open mind, you have the right to arrest Dumbledore and your reputation will calm the panic that will no doubt ensue." It wasn't Harry who answered, Tom to Harry's left and Amelia tensed, eyeing the wizard with suspicion and fear.

"We will be taking control of Hogwarts, it would be best to have at least one honest critic in the ministry. We won't hide our changes, we won't allow ministry any control of our castle, our school but we are prepared to rebuff the rumours that will no doubt start." Harry added, Amelia ran her hand across her forehead trying to soothe her incoming headache and Harry almost felt sympathetic for the witch.

"The evidence, will you be willing to share it with the Wizengazamot?"

"Yes."

"Will you be a witness in Dumbledore's trial?"

"We wouldn't miss it." Tom smirked and Amelia nodded faintly.

"When do you plan on claiming Hogwarts?"

"Tomorrow."

"That leads very little time to go through the evidence." Amelia noted

"Begin with child abuse. The rest can be revealed during his trial." Harry shrugged he wasn't going to afford her anymore time. Dumbledore needed to be out of Hogwarts and his reputation in tatters. He summoned the box filled with memories, files of bank statements that show Dumbledore and Mrs Weasley taking his money before he'd even started Hogwarts, the documents that showed he and Tom were Hogwarts Heirs, an account of his years at Hogwarts the trials and tests he had to put up with which of course included proof about the blood quills that Umbridge used against students plus a signed and sealed authorisation from Minister Fudge himself. Head Auror Amelia Bones was going to be very busy.