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Harry Potter Exposed
Dumbuldores been lying again. Harry's maternal grandfather is alive and out for his blood.
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CHAPTER ONE: The Truth is Out
Harry Potter laid unconchess in a pool of his own blood in his room at # 4 Private Dr. Unaware that his life was about to be turned upside down by his mother who had been dead for 15 years.
Meanwhile in Riddle Mansion…
Lord Voldemort sat on his throne looking down at his minions ready to scream bloody murder for their incompetence. They had failed in a rather easy assignment. When all of the sudden a knock came at the window startling the death eaters and surprising him the mansion was unplotable after all. He looked over to see a small black owl he didn’t recognize.
“ Lucius open the window.” Lucius did so without comment. The owl flew to the Dark Lord and offered the leg with the message attached to it. The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop by now everyone was wondering who was owling their lord and for what. Voldemort opened the letter cautiously as he too was suspicious of its sender as well as curious of its contents. With the envelope open he took out the note and what he read would change his life forever.
Dearest Father,
Yes I called you father why will be explained in a moment. If you are reading this than today is Harry’s 16th birthday and me and James are dead. Harry is no doubt living with my adopted sister curtouscy of the muggle loving fool. For you see I am not a muggleborn or even an Evans. When I was 16 my parents sat me down and told me that they had found me abandoned in an alleyway and decided to adopt me. Upon hearing this news I brewed the heritage potion to find out who my real parents were. Imagine my surprise when my dad turns out to be Tom Riddle jr.
At this point Voldemort stopped reading.
“ It couldn’t be” he said nearly breathless.
“What couldn’t be my lord?” Voldemort was furious at being interrupted
“ DID I ASK YOU TO SPEAK!”
“No my lord.”
“THEN BE QUIET CRUCIO!” The death eater screamed in obvious pain until the curse was lifted. Satisfied he was sufficiently punished Voldemort went back to the letter, which was lying, on his lap.
When I married James I told him everything. We decided it was best to join you but not tell you. After all I was abandoned in an alley you obviously didn’t want me. I know this is asking a lot Father but I fear for Harry’s life if he remains with my adoptive sister. Petunia hates me and anything remotely related to magic. Her husband is much the same. Save him for me if not for me than for you he will be very powerful some day and if persuaded to see beyond Dumbuldore’s manipulation could be invaluable to you. I know not if they have moved but if they live where they did the last time I saw Petunia the address is #4 Private Dr. in Surrey.
Save him I beg you your ever-faithful daughter,
Lily Marie Evans Potter
Voldemort was speechless he looked to Snape his spy in Dumbuldore”s ranks the old man foolishly believed it was the other way around.
“Severus!”
“Yes my lord.”
“What is Potter’s home address?”
“#4 Private Dr. Surrey my Lord.”
“Thank you Severus, and you my daughter even from beyond the grave you are still my most faithful servant”
He muttered. “Severus you and I are taking a trip to Surrey”
With that he handed the note down so the death eaters could understand why he was going to Surrey his servants were shocked by the implications of the letter.
“You believe her my lord?”
“Indeed now I must fetch my grandson from those horrid muggles.” Just as he rose from his throne the envelope fell and out of it rolled a vial of what looked like blood. Attached was another note
In case you need more evidence here is a vial of my blood.
LP
“Severus how long would it take you to brew the heritage potion?” “45 minutes my lord.” “Brew it so we may test the blood.”
45 Minutes Later …
There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that the late Lily Potter had been the Dark lord’s daughter. Making the boy who lived his Grandson. With that fact finalized Voldemort, Severus, and Narcissa apperated to Magnolia Crescent and walked to #4 Private Dr. Alohimora was all it took to unlock the door. The house was silent but it was late so in truth that was no surprise. The three checked the downstairs first. No sign of Potter. If Snape hadn’t known better he would have thought they had the wrong house there was no sign that Harry Potter even lived here all the pictures were of a boy the size of a whale, a woman as skinny as a horse with the neck of a giraffe and a man at least double the boys size. It made Snape want to hurl. They came to the cupboard under the stairs and unlocked it. They found Harry’s, broom, owl (who was dangerously thin), trunk, and a notebook, which Potter had apparently used to write about his childhood in. Some the entries were very disturbing. Once they were upstairs they went through every room and found Harry’s “family” tied them up and silenced them. At the end of the hall they came to a door with 16 locks on it and a cat flap in the bottom. Unlocking the door Voldemort prepared himself for the worst and good thing to because what he saw was the worst. His grandson was knocked out in a pool of blood. Judging from the fact he was bleeding profusely it was his blood. Tom was furious he looked to Snape and Narcissa. They began to heal him with speed Voldemort had never seen before. A few minutes later Harry was coming around enough to speak but his words were that of a child afraid not the brave fearless boy they all knew him as.
“UNCLE NO! I’LL BE GOOD PLEASE STOP PLEASE!” Voldemort looked to Snape again and signaled that he should talk, as Harry didn’t need to know his greatest enemy was in the room and he didn’t trust the Malfoy’s either.
“Potter Potter its okay no one will hurt you I’m getting you out of here and you are never coming back.”
“Professor No! Professor please don’t take me to Dumbuldore he knows of this and does nothing he basically cut off contact with all my friends and the wizarding world this summer please don’t take me to him!”
“Then it’s good I’m not taking you to Dumbuldore.” With that he picked him up they had done all they could here. Harry drifted back to sleep as they walked back to Magnolia Crescent and dasperated back to the manor.
Harry Potter laid unconchess in a pool of his own blood in his room at # 4 Private Dr. Unaware that his life was about to be turned upside down by his mother who had been dead for 15 years.
Meanwhile in Riddle Mansion…
Lord Voldemort sat on his throne looking down at his minions ready to scream bloody murder for their incompetence. They had failed in a rather easy assignment. When all of the sudden a knock came at the window startling the death eaters and surprising him the mansion was unplotable after all. He looked over to see a small black owl he didn’t recognize.
“ Lucius open the window.” Lucius did so without comment. The owl flew to the Dark Lord and offered the leg with the message attached to it. The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop by now everyone was wondering who was owling their lord and for what. Voldemort opened the letter cautiously as he too was suspicious of its sender as well as curious of its contents. With the envelope open he took out the note and what he read would change his life forever.
Dearest Father,
Yes I called you father why will be explained in a moment. If you are reading this than today is Harry’s 16th birthday and me and James are dead. Harry is no doubt living with my adopted sister curtouscy of the muggle loving fool. For you see I am not a muggleborn or even an Evans. When I was 16 my parents sat me down and told me that they had found me abandoned in an alleyway and decided to adopt me. Upon hearing this news I brewed the heritage potion to find out who my real parents were. Imagine my surprise when my dad turns out to be Tom Riddle jr.
At this point Voldemort stopped reading.
“ It couldn’t be” he said nearly breathless.
“What couldn’t be my lord?” Voldemort was furious at being interrupted
“ DID I ASK YOU TO SPEAK!”
“No my lord.”
“THEN BE QUIET CRUCIO!” The death eater screamed in obvious pain until the curse was lifted. Satisfied he was sufficiently punished Voldemort went back to the letter, which was lying, on his lap.
When I married James I told him everything. We decided it was best to join you but not tell you. After all I was abandoned in an alley you obviously didn’t want me. I know this is asking a lot Father but I fear for Harry’s life if he remains with my adoptive sister. Petunia hates me and anything remotely related to magic. Her husband is much the same. Save him for me if not for me than for you he will be very powerful some day and if persuaded to see beyond Dumbuldore’s manipulation could be invaluable to you. I know not if they have moved but if they live where they did the last time I saw Petunia the address is #4 Private Dr. in Surrey.
Save him I beg you your ever-faithful daughter,
Lily Marie Evans Potter
Voldemort was speechless he looked to Snape his spy in Dumbuldore”s ranks the old man foolishly believed it was the other way around.
“Severus!”
“Yes my lord.”
“What is Potter’s home address?”
“#4 Private Dr. Surrey my Lord.”
“Thank you Severus, and you my daughter even from beyond the grave you are still my most faithful servant”
He muttered. “Severus you and I are taking a trip to Surrey”
With that he handed the note down so the death eaters could understand why he was going to Surrey his servants were shocked by the implications of the letter.
“You believe her my lord?”
“Indeed now I must fetch my grandson from those horrid muggles.” Just as he rose from his throne the envelope fell and out of it rolled a vial of what looked like blood. Attached was another note
In case you need more evidence here is a vial of my blood.
LP
“Severus how long would it take you to brew the heritage potion?” “45 minutes my lord.” “Brew it so we may test the blood.”
45 Minutes Later …
There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that the late Lily Potter had been the Dark lord’s daughter. Making the boy who lived his Grandson. With that fact finalized Voldemort, Severus, and Narcissa apperated to Magnolia Crescent and walked to #4 Private Dr. Alohimora was all it took to unlock the door. The house was silent but it was late so in truth that was no surprise. The three checked the downstairs first. No sign of Potter. If Snape hadn’t known better he would have thought they had the wrong house there was no sign that Harry Potter even lived here all the pictures were of a boy the size of a whale, a woman as skinny as a horse with the neck of a giraffe and a man at least double the boys size. It made Snape want to hurl. They came to the cupboard under the stairs and unlocked it. They found Harry’s, broom, owl (who was dangerously thin), trunk, and a notebook, which Potter had apparently used to write about his childhood in. Some the entries were very disturbing. Once they were upstairs they went through every room and found Harry’s “family” tied them up and silenced them. At the end of the hall they came to a door with 16 locks on it and a cat flap in the bottom. Unlocking the door Voldemort prepared himself for the worst and good thing to because what he saw was the worst. His grandson was knocked out in a pool of blood. Judging from the fact he was bleeding profusely it was his blood. Tom was furious he looked to Snape and Narcissa. They began to heal him with speed Voldemort had never seen before. A few minutes later Harry was coming around enough to speak but his words were that of a child afraid not the brave fearless boy they all knew him as.
“UNCLE NO! I’LL BE GOOD PLEASE STOP PLEASE!” Voldemort looked to Snape again and signaled that he should talk, as Harry didn’t need to know his greatest enemy was in the room and he didn’t trust the Malfoy’s either.
“Potter Potter its okay no one will hurt you I’m getting you out of here and you are never coming back.”
“Professor No! Professor please don’t take me to Dumbuldore he knows of this and does nothing he basically cut off contact with all my friends and the wizarding world this summer please don’t take me to him!”
“Then it’s good I’m not taking you to Dumbuldore.” With that he picked him up they had done all they could here. Harry drifted back to sleep as they walked back to Magnolia Crescent and dasperated back to the manor.
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