Aspire

Tom scowled as he picked up a fellow horcrux gingerly.

It was cup, debatably the most annoying ‘brother’ in Tom’s unbiased opinion. Cup was currently sulking in his physical form, sitting in TOM’S chair on the other side of the room. He refused to get off it, so now Tom was forced to take drastic measures.

“Cup!” Tom yelled. “Diary, with kindest regards, shut the fuck up!” Cup scowled, shooting his younger self a dark look.

“You shut up! You're in my seat, you are so childish-” Tom was cut off.

“I am not childish! You are a child! So shut up!” Cup screeched. Tom curled his lip.

“Why are you so pissed? Go screw yourself, why are you even here?” Tom snapped.

“So you get to go and meet Potter, while I am stuck here locked in this house! And then you even have the absolute audacity to yell at me!” Cup screamed at Tom, throwing a pillow into his younger self's face.

Tom stood completely still, allowing the cushion to whack him square in the face.

So. That’s why Cup was acting all pissed today. He was jealous that he hadn’t met Harry yet.

“Are you sad? That you have to be here while Harry adores me and-” Cup threw a nonverbal wandless stinging hex at Diary’s leg.

“You are acting like a child,” Tom glares at his older self, externally scowling but internally gleeful at the opportunity to rub it more into Cup’s face.

“Anyway, Harry sent me a letter today,” Diary Tom said, trying to bait Cup.

“Pass it here,” Cup said simply, not even sparing a glance at Diary and just holding his hand out. Tom scoffed.

“The hell? You just cursed me and threw a pillow at me, as if I would let you read my letter,” Tom snarked, taking joy in Cup’s annoyed face.

“Diary, I made you when I was 16, don’t think that I wouldn’t be able to best you in a duel right now,” Cup scowled, raising his hand even more, expecting Harry’s letter.

“I’m not giving it to you, did you really expect them to just hand it over? It’s mine, not yours,” Diary snarled, waving the folded parchment in the air.

“Hand it over now, or I will get our future self to make you give it to me!” Cup growled. “As if he would listen to you, you realize that-” Tom was cut off.

“Children, politely shut the hell up! Hand me Harry’s letter now and then Diary you can go outside and do whatever 16-year-olds do, Cup, you can do whatever you want, just do it quietly! I have to call a meeting with my followers and I do not want them to think of you both to be unruly- Actually, Diary! You will gather Locket and Ring. Silently and efficiently. I do not have all day! Cup, go get Diadem and Nagini!” Minister Riddle snapped from the entrance to the living room.

He looked fuming, his pale face flushed red angrily.

Tom didn’t hesitate as he quickly handed his older self Harry’s letter before calmly walking out of the room into the library where Locket and Ring no doubt would be hiding in the quiet. Tom opened the library door quietly and looked around the large dimly lit room before setting his eyes upon the two horcruxes sitting around a coffee table stacked with books while playing chess.

“You are very predictable, you should have taken the knight-” Ring was muttering staring at the chessboard.

“Oh shut it, we are literally the same person!” Locket scowled before looking up to Diary who was looming by the front door.

“Diary? What do you want, go play outside with the house elves-” Locket started dismissively.

“Oh shut it, you are losing the chess game. Anyway ‘father’ said to meet in the dining room now. Sounds pretty urgent so-” Tom drawled.

“I don’t think I have ever hated myself more than right now,” Locket muttered under his breath as he stood up gracefully. Tom raised an eyebrow at his unironed robes before turning dramatically and walking out of the library.

“I can’t believe we acted that dramatically at that age,” Ring whispered to Locket as they both followed closely behind Diary. Locket snorted quietly.

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Lord Voldemort was rather delighted to find out that sweet young Harry had sent his younger self a letter.

So adorable how much Harry looked up to his younger self. Voldemort held the parchment lightly and slid his wand into the envelope to peel it open.

Dearest Tom, it read,

I hope your okay! I miss you at school! Really looking forward to coming and staying with you and your father and your siblings this summer holiday! School is boring without you here.

Also- I found that your father had won a trophy for special services towards the school when he was at school! That is so cool! And he was prefect and head boy just like you! Anyway, did I mention that I miss you? And Nagini too! Snape was nice to me today! He said ‘good job’ to my potion in class! I tried my hardest and it turned out pretty good! Fred and George are always with me, so that is really nice of them. Also, Cormac (4th Year Gryffindor) fell off his broomstick yesterday, hopefully he gets well soon!

Also, did you know that McGonagall is a cat animagus? I didn’t, and I found her in the hallway and tried to pick her up. I can’t look her in the eye during class anymore now. How have you been? Hope you like your little holiday with your brothers! Tell Nagini I miss her heaps and say hi to your brothers for me!

Oh, and also, I found a kitten in the 3rd story corridor by the DADA classroom. She (I think it’s a she) is black and white and cuddly and cute and I love her. I think her name will be Snuggles. It really suits her! I made a new friend, Pansy Parkinson from Slytherin. And Theodore Nott from Slytherin is my partner for potions, so we have been hanging out heaps too! So Pansy and Theo are starting to be very close friends of mine. What have you been doing?

I really miss you,

From Harry :)

(And Snuggles)

(And Fred and George who helped me write this letter)

Voldemort sat the letter down gently.

Harry missed him. Well, not technically him, but also technically him at the same time. Harry missed his younger self who is him. Kind of. Voldemort was thoroughly looking forward to this upcoming summer break, Harry would come and stay with him and his Horcruxes and never want to leave. He will keep Harry, make him his heir and son. Maybe. Or mold him into the perfect pet and follower. Sweet little Harry would kneel at his feet and stare up at him with those large gorgeous eyes, a proper Slytherin green. Adorable Harry who would babble on in the Serpent's Tounge, who would go outside into the Slytherin Manor’s massive backyard and pick flowers. Sweet little Harry who would cling to Lord Voldemort’s arm during gala’s and balls, sweet little Harry who would go and talk with all of the other housewives, go exchange recipes, and talk about Hogwarts PTA meetings. Sweet little Harry who would-

“OW! WHAT THE FUCK!?” A voice yelled, interrupting Voldemort’s thoughts.

It was the yell of his younger self, most likely Diary judging by the very slight cockney accent.

Sitting up and sighing, Voldemort tucks Harry’s letter into the pocket of his freshly pressed robes and walks into the loud and busy family dining room.

“Attention,” He says quietly, but his mere presence making all his Horcruxes quiet.

“Father,” Diadem calls out mockingly, standing straight and tall compared to young 16-year-old Diary next to him.

“Son?” Voldemort calls back, just as sarcastically and mocking. Ring winces.

“Why have you gathered us here?” Locket asks, his voice ringing loudly.

“We are to discuss the predicament of young Harry Potter.”

Voldemort says, watching intently as Diary smirks in amusement while the other Horcruxes' eyes grow greedily.

“Harry will be coming and staying with us in a short while, we need to assign roles to everyone to help his, erm, ‘adjustment’ into the Slytherin Manor and household,” Voldemort said.

“I will volunteer, of course, to open my room up for Harry to stay in, I can transfigure a bed into it or obviously he can share mine,” Cup calls out, lip curled as Diary scowls.

“No, he would much prefer to stay with me, he is only 5 years younger the me, and he doesn’t even know you!” Diary snarls, eyes narrowed viciously.

“He will get to know me quite quickly-” Ring started, before being cut off by Locket.

“I believe he should stay in my room, with me. For starters, I have the biggest room-” Locket was cut off by all of his brothers as they all groan collectively.

“We can all make our rooms bigger with a flick of our wands, that argument doesn’t work!” Ring said slyly, scrunching his nose as his other selves mutter.

“He would feel more comfortable with me, seeing as I have recently presented as an alpha, I can help him grow into a beta and offer advice and-” Cup started.

“Oh shut up- He doesn’t need you towering over him and talking about bloody presenting!” Diadem said, growling. Cup flicked him the middle finger.

“Beta?” Diary asked quickly, watching as the others frown.

“You think he will be an alpha?” Locket scowles, nose wrinkling at the prospect.

“No, I don’t think he will be either a Beta or Alpha,” Diary says luringly, watching intently as his other selves eyes widen.

“I do have suspicions that young Harry might be an omega-” Voldemort started, fighting every instinct to not growl protectively at his younger self's as they were fighting over Harry.

“What?!”

“He would be one of a kind-”

“Impossible…”

“I want him even more now-”

“He is mine-”

All the Horcruxes collectively started to mutter and argue, their voices slowly increasing in volume until they were yelling at each other loudly.

“Quiet! I have a plan-” Diadem started.

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