Voldemort(Tom)
I knew somehow that someone would kill me and take Mordred and raise him to be good. A good son of two evils, I would not let that happen.
Calling my Death Eaters to a meeting they all looked tired sense it was past midnight.
"I am sorry I had to call you here, but I need one of you to raise my son."I said
"My lord who were thinking of raising your son, Mordred?"Lily Potter asked impatiently
"I was actually thinking of you, Lily. Sense you and James have been trying for your own heir."
"Yes my lord we would be happy to raise your son." James said bowing
I handed Lily Mordred, in hopes of him being raised a killer.
Leaning down towards my only heir I kissed his head. Standing up straight once again I spoke to all the Death Eaters.
"If you see him in future years respect him as you respect me and teach your children to respect him as well. And never...ever mention his abnormal birth mark."
"Yes my lord. We will."they spoke all together
"Now leave!"I yelled quietly not to wake Mordred
The Potters left quickly as possible to get a room ready for Mordred.
Once all the Death Eaters were gone I slid against a wall and cried into my knees. I just gave away my only reminder of my Sirius.
Why the fuck didn't I spend more time with them when I had the chance to?