Vel Marous Emrys

visiting Tom

It had been two weeks since I'd brought Tom back I checked on him every other day. For as long as I could. Snape was staying back at Hogwarts. Papa was being extra cuddly. I was thoroughly enjoying that. I decided to pay Abraxus a visit as myself today since Papa would be unavailable do to the Moon for the next three nights. Heading down I held a little doll I'd made from stick's. As soon as I was within the crystal cave I aperated to the dinning room.

      Stumbling a bit on purpose as though it really was a portkey. Tom and Abraxus gasped at my entrance. "I hate portkey's." I stated glaring at the doll. I was wearing my best dress today. Black unicorn fur trimmed with iridescent silk toped off with my combat boots. "Why'd he have to make it a damned doll?" I mock questioned the empty air.

       "Hello Vel! Didn't think we would be seeing you here." Abraxus greeted me. A small smile gracing his face clearly amused.  I smiled brightly at him in return. Tom looked like he'd been holding his breath. Then looked at me startled.

      "Wanted to check in on you two, and maybe meet the red hero." I said acting slightly ashamed at my own actions. Abraxus raised a brow clearly not buying it. "So how is he anyway? Last I heard was when I sent you that letter." I questioned moving forward a few steps. And allowing my eyes to roam in Tom's direction.

        "Why don't you ask hi..." Abraxus started only to be cut off by my loud excited squeal.  My eyes having found Tom starring at me in concealed shock. I darted over to Tom and hugged him. Nearly climbing into his lap, before Abraxus stopped me. "He's still recovering! Behave! This is the dark lord child not your Papa!" He mini ranted at me.

       I had taken a step back but I hadn't removed my eyes from roaming over him. He looked damn good. I was not at all embarrassed, or scared of Tom. "Sorry Mr. Riddle but your my personal hero." I told him sincerely.

    He nodded at me stiffly. "I'd like to know how you know that name. Let alone why a child of what? Nine has ensured my return." He questioned giving me a stern look. "Not to mention hiring a sell sword, having me for an idal, and where are your parents!?" He snapped at me. I looked at my feet sadness welling at my eyes.

       But I answered regardless without looking up. "I do lots of research and have many enterprises that I'm involved in. That's how I found your name. I hired him because he's the best and most honorable. And who else should I idealize dumbdoor?" I spoke in a normal tone. Watching from beneath my lashes. "As for parents their dead. I look nine because of what the magic hating muggles did to me before I escaped. It's not something I can change." I told him getting softer in volume to hide the fact I was about to cry.

        Suddenly I was pulled forward. "If that's true who did Abraxus call your Papa?" He smirked at me clearly think he got one over on me then noticed the tears falling. He paled at the realization I was crying.

       Looked down again. "Papa is Fenrir Greyback. I'm a foundling I call him Papa because he calls me cub. Even though I can't be turned by any species I've come across so far. Not for lack of trying either." I tried to pry his hand off the front of my dress to no avail. Looking up in frustration I noticed he was staring at me in horror.

      "You truly..... Why aren't you in school?" He asked trying to pull me onto his lap. Desiding I didn't really care at the moment I climb onto his lap. Sitting sideways so I could feed him. I did so love doing that.

       "I'm 11 but I've already taken my owl's internationally. Oh speaking of which they came yesterday!" I said perking right up and wiping my cheeks. After I was sure that my cheeks were dry I pulled my result sheet from my pocket and tossed it at Abraxus straight away knowing Tom would be curious. "The stuff they are studying at 11 I caught onto at 7. Heck from what Papa's bed warmer says I would be hard pressed to find anything to keep me entertained at all in Hogwarts."