Everything was tense and Harry was handling the pain in his hand thanks to a certain teacher. Hermione is starting to grow frustrated with Umbridge while Ron is trying to distract himself by stuffing food into his mouth.
"I still don't understand why that pink toad would pick on you, mate even though her lessons are completely shitty," Ron remarked.
"She probably just refuses to accept the facts" Harry replied.
"Well, whatever it was. Try not to garner too much attention that may give her a reason to give you another detention" Hermione said.
Harry's mind starts to wander to a certain dark lord. He had a crush on the 16-year-old version of Tom Riddle since the second year. Even his resurrection in his fourth year is very attractive. Instead of the snake face Harry had met in his first year, he met an older version of Tom Riddle, maybe in his 20s or 30s. Though it was such a shame he placed a glamour on himself to make himself more snake-like for his followers.
He was dozing when there was a sudden strong bright light appearing in the middle of the Great Hall. By reflex, Harry stood up with his wand and walked over. Ron and Hermione did the same and are by both sides.
What they did not expect was to find a teen with metal leg prosthetics on her left leg. Her eyes widened as she saw them with their wands on and drawn.
"Well, shit" she muttered.
When she made eye contact, Harry's eyes widened when he saw familiar blue eyes.
"Oh, hi, Dad" you awkwardly rubbed the back of your neck with a cheeky smile.
"Dad?!" Ron sputtered.
"You're from the future?" Harry asked.
You awkwardly laughed. "Yes, I am"
"My dear, may I know who your mother is?" Dumbledore asked.
You blinked. "Oh!! No, I don't have a mother. I have two fathers"
Ron snorted. "So you're into blokes, Harry? Not that I mind since I fall both ways"
Now it was your turn to snort. "Of course, you fall both ways, Uncle Ron since you and Uncle Dray are together in the future"
"You and Malfoy are together?!" Hermione grinned while Ron's face turned as red as his hair.
Harry turned to find Malfoy to see him shrinking to his seat with pale cheeks turned red. His friends all teased him with amused looks and smirks.
"Is there anyone else that will be together?" Hermione asked.
You smirked and slowly got up. "Of course there is. Though we are kinda a bit off track here"
"Indeed, now tell us who you are and what you are doing here?" Umbridge stood up.
You gave her a raised brow and an unimpressed look. "And who are you supposed to be? The Headmaster?"
Not noticing the sarcasm, she replied, "I am Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, Defense against the Dark Arts Professor and High Inquisitor. I demand to know who you are and what you are doing here!!"
You smirked. "You seemed to be daft in hearing, ma'am. I'm from the future, the year 2013. My name is (First Name) (Middle Name) Potter Riddle and Im sixteen"
There was a shocked silence in the Great Hall and you reveled in their reactions.
You placed your hand over your mouth in mock surprise. "Oops, I didn't tell you guys that, didn't I?"
Most people didn't know who the person had the last name Riddle but the only ones who knew in this room were Dumbledore, Minerva, Hagrid, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
Dumbledore, Minerva, and Hagrid were appalled, Ginny looked like she was about to faint, and Hermione gave Harry a knowing look while Ron wiggled his eyebrows with a smirk.
Harry's face reddened and tried to hide his face but to no avail.
"May I ask how did you travel back in that big of a time gap?" Dumbledore asked.
"I came here willingly because I made a bet with Uncle Padfoot in the future" You grinned.
"A bet?" Harry asked, dumbfounded. Just what did his daughter bet on with his godfather?
"I will be in this time for a month until I go back to my original timeline. The bet is that I will bring the younger versions of my parents together sooner and end the war with no bloodshed. The audacity, he told me that I can't do it so I traveled back in time for that purpose to prove him wrong" you explained while also frustrated at future Sirius.
"What nonsense is this?! There's no war!! The Dark lord is dead!!" Umbridge snarled.
You raised an unimpressed brow. "Oh really? Then let me tell you something. You will be sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban for all the crimes you committed in the future. The ministry won't save your arse so don't count on it"
"Lies!! All lies!!" she screeched.
You looked at your nails in a bored manner. "I won't waste my breath on the likes of you. Just know that I can list every single deed you have done so far and in the future. Your fate is sealed the moment you laid your grubby hands on my dad so start counting"
You turned to your younger dad and grabbed his hand as you smiled. "Don't worry, Dad. The war ended in a year so you don't have to worry about it anymore. There won't be any future deaths on your doorstep so you can stop hiding, Dad"
Harry is honestly glad that the war is over and ended with no further bloodshed but the biggest question is. . .
"Am I happy with your father?" he asked.
You grinned and nodded. "Of course you are and it all traced back to when you were about to get mauled by Father at the Department of Mysteries"
Harry sighed in relief and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
You hummed, amused. "You and Father are fighting each other because of the prophecy that entangled you in this war"
"Prophecy?" he inquired while Dumbledore and McGonagall gave each other a worried glance while Snape stared in bewilderment.
"Oops, you still don't know about that?" you covered your mouth in mock surprise. "Sorry, can't say much but all I can say is that your relationship with my father will change during the events at DoM, probably in a few days or so"
"In a good or bad way?"
"Both" You shrugged and grinned.
"Perhaps it might be better if we talk about this in my office," Dumbledore said.
"Sure thing, old man. Oh by the way, Uncle Theo and Aunt Luna are together in the future" You faked a salute and added the last part mischievously leading the Slytherins to their new target to tease.
They made their way to the Headmaster's office and Umbridge had to unfortunately come along because of her authority.
"Do we have to call Vol- I mean You-know-Who?" Harry asked but stopped at Voldemort's name when Snape glared at him. "Why can't I say his name?"
"Because it was taboo. Father cast a spell on it so that the dark mark would flare up on his followers and call him" you replied.
"Wha- Really? Shit, I didn't know. I'm sorry" Harry's eyes widened and felt guilty about it.
"Don't be, Dad. You didn't know" you reassured him.
When they reached the Headmaster's office, Snape walked towards the floo to let Voldemort know about his future child despite Umbridge's protests that he is no longer alive. While waiting, you were having fun talking with your younger dad about the future.
"So when were you born?" McGonagall asked.
Harry choked while you stared around amused.
"I will answer once Father arrives. This would be a very interesting surprise" you replied, grinning.
Everyone turned to the floo when someone arrived and revealed Voldemort in all his snakey glory but Harry knew that was just a glamour. Snape walked out of the floo after him.
"What is the meaning of this?" Voldemort hissed.
§ I am over here, father §
You waved your father over while everyone except Harry flinched at the first hiss of parseltongue.
§ Explain how you were conceived §
Voldemort hissed while you became affronted but not surprised by his demand.
§ Have you heard of the Room of Desire? §
Harry doesn't understand what you mean but the indication of Voldemort's slit pupils blown wide shows that it was something important.
"So sorry but I won't say anything more than that. More importantly, I'm here, flesh and blood. A definitive proof right in front of you" You switched back to English.
"Anyways, the proof of his return is right here, professor" Harry showed Umbridge the proof and enjoyed watching her sputter and can't let out some words.
§ I would also like to add a little secret. It is something Harry deserves to know as well §
Harry perked up when his name was mentioned. § What is it you want to tell us that you wanted to use parseltongue? §
Voldemort's head snapped to him in shock. § You're a parselmouth? §
Harry frowned. Shouldn't Voldemort know about it? The whole wizarding world knows that he can speak parseltongue.
§ I can. How come you didn't know about it? Almost everyone knows that I can speak parseltongue §
§ Can we get back to the main topic? We're getting sidetracked here §
§ Right, sorry so what was it you wanted to tell us? §
§ Dad, you're a Horcrux. That night when Father got hit by the rebounded curse, he accidentally split his soul and latched it onto you. Your scar §
Voldemort's eyes widened in shock and horror as he turned to the scar on Harry's scar and he winced in pain when he felt his scar burning a bit from Voldemort's anger.
§ What's that supposed to mean? What's a Horcrux? §
Your expression turned somber and Harry didn't like that look.
§ In a short explanation, it is how Father gains immortality. By splitting his soul into different parts into containers of his choosing in exchange for his sanity §
You explained as you gave your father a pointed look while he glared at you back but you went unfazed by it.
§ So then. . .How is. . . §
§ How is he sane now? I don't know about that. The only explanation is that one of his Horcruxes is destroyed and went back to the original owner §
Harry's eyes widened at this new information and then panted. No. . .It can't be. Then. . .
He turned to Dumbledore with a shocked and betrayed look on his face. How could he do this to him? He must've known. He knew that he was a human Horcrux all this time. Raising him to be a pig for slaughter. He opened his mouth to say something but was stopped by you.
"Dad, there's no point getting angry at him. What's done is done. Now you know, you will have a choice on what to do from now onwards" you said.
Harry closed his eyes with a pinched look. You were right, there's no point in getting angry. He opened his eyes again and reassured you that he was okay now so you let go of his arm.
"It seems that I have made a mistake in my approach. We will create a peace treaty on condition that you will hand over Harry Potter"
"We won't let you hand over Harry!!"
Dumbledore stepped in. The twinkle in his eyes diminished slightly.
You snorted and shook your head. "Just accept the treaty. It's not like he's asking you for your life to be taken. It wasn't even one of the most absurd stipends"
Voldemort smirked. His daughter is smart and correct on that one. It wasn't even that absurd. It was simple enough.
"Oh, and you can drop the glamour now, Father. Dad likes seeing you without it" you added.
"(First Name)!!"
You smirked and it grew wider when Harry glared at you.
"He does?" Voldemort inquired, intrigued.
"Oh yeah, he does. Dad finds you very attractive and had a crush on you since his second year" you replied, highly amused.
"How did you know about that?!"
"Aunt Hermione may or may not have slipped up when I asked her about you both. I might also have slipped in some veritaserum in her tea to know the story"
Harry groaned and noticed that Voldemort's eyes were filled with amusement and smirking. He dropped the glamour revealing a slightly older Tom Riddle and Harry's breath hitched. Holy shit he is very attractive up close.
"It's working, father. By the way, do you want to know my birth date?" you smirked.
"If you would-"
"No, I don't want to know!!" Harry interjected, raising his hand to stop his daughter.
"Are you sure? You're gonna have me in a year which is not long before my birth date" You tilted your head with an innocent look.
Damn it. She's just like her father, manipulative to the core. Harry would be very surprised if you weren't a Slytherin.
"Ignore him, dear. Tell us when you were born"
"With pleasure, father. You and Dad need to fuck sooner so I can go back and get my earnings from Uncle Padfoot" you grinned maniacally.
Harry wonders if his life can't get anything worse. Or unique.