Swimming and housewives
Delphini giggled loudly as Harry leaped up from under the couch in the Gryffindor common room.
“Ah ha!” Harry shouted, raising his arm quickly to show Hermione and Delphini his wand which he had just received from under the couch.
“Honestly Harry,” Hermione snickered, whacking Harry’s arm lightly. Ron snickered from behind the couch.
“Delphini, you want more food?” Ron asked her, gesturing to the bag of muggle chips he was holding.
“Ron, don’t feed her that junk,” Hermione scolded Ron.
“I can call Dobby if you want some fruit or- crackers maybe?” Harry asked Delphi, watching her shake her head, no.
“Are you bored? What do you want to play?” Hermione asked Delphini, tickling her belly.
“Can we go visit Papa?” Delphini whispered, watching as Harry’s back stiffened, Ron stopped eating, and Hermione’s face turned pale.
“Um, I think we could go swimming at the lake instead?” Harry interjected quickly.
“Who is your Papa, Delphi?” Hermione smoothly asked, flashing Delphini a grin.
“Papa is the strongest and bestest! He is smart and kind and amazing and loves me!” Delphini exclaimed, her childish eyes fixated on Harry’s facial expressions in an almost unsettlingly observant way.
“Is he- A Malfoy? Nott? Crabbe? Goyle?” Hermione probed further.
Delphini shook her head.
“You're silly! Papa is the bestest, not like them,” Delphi said, her calculating eyes flickered upwards to Harry’s scar for a second.
“Do you know his name-” Hermione was cut off.
“Hermione, drop it,” Harry warned.
Hermione nodded and frowned in acceptance but dropped the subject straight away.
Harry bent down slightly to the 6 year olds height before wrapping his hand around hers.
“Swimming at the lake?” Harry asked, smiling widely when Delphi nodded.
Harry walked with Delphi down to the lake again, found a wooden bench and quickly transfigured Delphini’s Gryffindor red shirt and jeans into a dark green swimsuit. Casting some floating and anti-drowning spells, Harry let Delphi run out into the water. Even if the charms didn’t work- which Harry was certain they would, the giant squid would save any students or kids anyway.
Harry sat down in the sun, just watching as Delphini splashed in the lake, blabbering happily to a merpeople? Harry didn’t question it.
After a few minutes of watching Delphini, Harry walked over to the water too, and shrugged his massive and slightly dirty shirt off and rolled up his trousers. He dived into the cold water and quickly paddled over to Delphini.
The 6 year old giggled happily when she noticed Harry behind her. She raised her slightly chubby arms and splashed Harry.
“HEY!” Harry exclaimed, surprised and his hair now soaking wet. “I'm going to get you-” He yells, charging forward with the intention to splash Delphini back.
Ignoring her plea's and yells of laughter, Harry splashed her back. Delphini giggled louder and attempted to dunk Harry.
After back and forward bickering between the two, Harry gives up from their water fight and rolls over to his back, floating lightly in the lake and looking up at the sky. Delphini pokes her head under the water, trying to look around to cause mischief, Harry thinks.
Lord Voldemort was pissed. So pissed. He thought teaching was easy. Simple, give instructions, explain a little, and be done. He was wrong.
These students must be stupid, Voldemort reasoned internally, scowling as he instructed a 4th year on how to properly hold her wand for the 6th time.
He was in a bad mood because he was supposed to teach Harry and his class for the first time this morning. Only to be very surprised when harry never turned up.
Someone, (Dumbledore) let his Horcrux, off from classes because he is caring for Delphini. Harry needs to learn, well, and his daughter needs to be with her mother- well, surely he could have done both.
Tom had even followed Harry and Delphini to the lake after lunch, watching from underneath an invisibility spell as his daughter screamed and giggled in the water. He wasn’t expecting Harry to get in though-
Harry has always worn very baggy clothes, and Voldemort was pleasantly surprised when Harry whipped his shirt off. Smooth olive skin, tan and so soft. Voldemort knew his Horcrux was small, very small compared to others his age, but now? Harry looked more petite than usual. His lithe body looked so delectable, especially when Harry bent down to roll his trouser sleeves up.
Tom grinned as he watched his daughter and Horcrux giggle and splash each other. His Horcrux is such a good mother- he deserves a reward, Tom reasoned in his head.
A reward. A prize, a gift. Maybe another Horcrux? His old diary was destroyed, Tom scowled. Maybe his locket? It would look gorgeous around his neck, claiming his as Tom’s in another way. Or maybe the diadem, a crown jewel for the jewel of his heart? A beautifully carved tiara, that would sit perfectly upon Harry’s fluffy hair? Or the Hufflepuff cup, that Harry would wrap his gorgeous lips around, that he would drink from? Or, the Gaunt ring? A ring was probably the most prominent claim that Tom could do, oh, what he would give to see it on Harry’s ring finger, HIS Gaunt ring, that symbolises how he belongs to Tom and how Tom belongs to the Slytherin name- Oh, that would be incredible. And the look on Dumbledore's face when he sees it, that would be worth millions.
His Horcrux he would dress in only the finest magical clothing, burn all of Harry’s horrendous muggle shirts. He would make sure his Horcruxes wardrobe consisted of only the colour green, how he would look in Tom’s colour, the Slytherin colour. With the locket wrapped tightly around his pale neck, symbolising Tom is who owns him, the Ravenclaw's diadem on his head, showing he is royalty. Tom’s ring on his finger, wrapping his lips around the Hufflepuff cup, Nagini would lie across his shoulders, and Delphini clutching tightly to her mother. Oh what a picture.
Harry as a trophy husband. He would accompany Tom to all events, Ministry ball’s and gala’s, would hold Tom’s hand and sit prettily on his arm. Would be silent, of course, because as much as Tom likes his running mouth, spewing out every stupid thought he has, no doubt others would. He would be an adorable housewife. Sit around the house, cater to Tom’s every need and whim. Would be like a dog as he offers to fetch him drinks. And of course he would sleep in Tom’s bed, cuddle into his chest. And hopefully have another child. Or two. A male heir is needed of course, and maybe a little sister that Delphini can dress up.
Harry would love his kids, it's obvious to anyone the way he cares for Delphi now, without even knowing he is her mother. He would teach the kids quidditch, have fun with them and entertain them all day while Tom works, being a Dark Lord who runs Britain will be hard work, but he would make time to teach his children too, they would take grammar lessons, be homeschooled and obviously also need political tutoring.
Tom is immortal. Harry will be too seeing as he is a Horcrux. Tom will make Delphini and any of his future children immortal too, force them into creating Horcruxes. He will take over the world. He just needs to sort out how to get Harry home. And to fall in love with him.
He would just use a love potion, but Tom knows that over time the person can fight it. And well, H\arry would have forever to find a way. Stockholm syndrome would take years to fully kick in. It seems that Tom will have to use the easiest but also the hardest way too.
Make his Horcrux be completely infatuated with him, adore him, worship him, love him.