Reducto_2_d_Brain

Why, how, and what are just a few of the many questions plaguing Corvus's mind since he regained consciousness. Yes, his supposed mother is hot, his father is not, he is in a castle, and a strange-looking creature tends to his needs, suspiciously resembling a house-elf. He is sure he is in a Harry Potter Universe or some fantasy England-based story, but judging from the decor of the house, he cannot be sure. He has seen the house-elf disappearing in front of his naked eyes, confirming this is some fantasy setting. But everything becomes clear when he turns three years old. His mother excitedly asks him to get ready to meet their Lord. Who could the Lord be? He is not even sure what year it is. He is not allowed to leave his room, and his parents meet him maybe once a week. The lack of communication and his small body make it very difficult for Corvus to ascertain who is who in the zoo. Anyways, he dresses up and goes to the doom-and-gloom drawing room. There, he sees a man with pale skin, black hair, and red eyes sitting in the chair where his grandfather usually sits. "Here comes my son, Corvus Marvolo Lestrange," says his mother in a delightful tone. Red eyes curiously glance over him, and with a raised brow, the man says, "Marvolo, huh? Hmm, you may address me as 'My Lord,' little Corvus." "Yes, My Lord," says Corvus nervously. Could it be what he is dreading? "No need to be nervous. Let me introduce myself. I am Lord Voldemort. It should be your pleasure to meet me." At this moment, everything becomes quite clear to Corvus. Yes, it is what he is dreading. He quickly thinks of a response. "It is, My Lord, but I do not know what 'pleasure' means," replies Corvus in a respectful tone. The Dark Lord laughs, and with him, everyone else in the room laughs as well. "Take your son away, Bella. We have much to discuss," says the Dark Lord in an amused tone. As Corvus is taken away to his room, thousands of thoughts start rampaging through his head. He knows the future he has been contemplating is now much, much more complicated. Why the heck is his middle name Marvolo? Who gave him this accursed name? How did he end up here? Why at this time? What should he do? WHAT... HOW... WHY... the FUCK????!!!!