My Dear Dark Lord

Chapter 48: Assassins

The pictures of Harry during his school days were fun to see. A younger version of the Dark Lord, with less responsibilities.

The pictures showed the literal transition in Harry.

From a hateful child who was always alone to a powerful adult with people he could trust.

Tom looked at the pictures of Harry with his friends.

Ironically, it was what Dumbledore supposedly preached that saved them both from becoming someone too hateful and insane.

Power of friendship.

An incredulous laugh escaped his lips.

"What is it?" Aurora asked him curiosily.

"Dumbledore and his idiocy."

"Ahh."

"When did Harry actually.... made you?" He asked.

"A few days before his 15th birthday."

"He created a living being when he was fourteen?" He asked, surprised beyond belief.

"Not actually." She said, frowning a bit.
"Now listen, Harry does not like talking about it. It's embarrassing for him. When he says that it was a mistake, he means it literally. A month before his 15th birthday, he was working on making something similar to the non-magical robots. Something to store knowledge which cannot be forgotten. His idea was to create a robot, not something with their own thoughts." Aurora looked disgusted at the thought of a robot.

"Now for creating such a thing, knowledge of many different subjects was required. Also, it was very dangerous. One mistake and boom! Everything was gone. The room Harry was working in had many, many volatile objects in it. The room was near the gardens."

"One day, he forgot to lock the door and a fairy entered the room. Harry does not know what happened that night, but when he came back, instead of the robot body, a small child resembling a fairy was inside the room. He got angry and all." She said waving her hand, like it was a common thing.

"On questioning the fairies, he got to know that one of them was missing. He suspects that the fairy who went inside the room messed up with the runes and potions and lost their life. Now, he was curious as to what exactly I was, so he did not send me away. Unlike human babies, I grew up fast and can live twice as long as humans."

"Wow. Can you do magic?" Tom asked. He had never seen Aurora do any spell.

"Yes, though it is fairy magic. Also, Harry did achieve what he wanted. I can remember everything that I learn. Also, I am sort of his personal assistant."

"Personal assistant?"

"Yes, I take care of the manor, manage his reports, correspondence, keep an eye on the prisoners and make sure that every place he owns is secure. And my added responsibility is to take care of you."

"I don't need a babysitter!" He said, indignantly.

"No you don't. That's why you don't see me feeding and running behind you." Aurora said, each word dripping with sarcasm. "I just make sure you are not hurt or attacked. This place has the best wards surrounding it, yet you can be injured. A simple slip can kill you."

Tom looked away, feeling awkward. Okay, that made sense.

Touching his hand lightly, Aurora said in a soft voice, "Tom, I know that you're not an object which needs to be hidden away and protected. Hell, even Harry knows that. It is the reason why he trains you. When the world comes to know that the Dark Lord has a lover, the lover is targeted more than the Dark Lord. Even after he wins, you will be the one facing judgment and criticism."