This fic is done by request for the mysterious DarkAngel048… seriously, I have no idea were this person came from ^_^ but I got asked, and I shall not deny!
Onward!
Harry glared at the man he had trusted over everything, only to find out that there had been a salutation to everything? Hundreds, if not thousands of lives spared, no chorus, no mayhem, no mother fucking lord bloody Voldemort?
His parents, his godfather, his friends, his family? They could all still be alive?
Harry felt a flash of pain with his anger, the thoughts of his parents, gone, Sirius, gone, Hermione, gone, Ron, gone, the entire Weasley family... all gone, because he couldn't do it properly.
Because Albus fucking Dumbledore hadn't told him he could 'save' Riddle… stop the boy from ever becoming a beast…
All you need was a trip through time.
"Why?" Harry hissed out. "Why not just go back and put him with a good fucking family!" Harry stood, not caring when the steel wrung chair cracked and crumbled from the heat of his magic. "You could put him with a good family, or, I don't know, TAKE HIM IN YOURSELF!"
Albus turned up his nose. "He is evil, Harry. Such evil is born."
"NO!" Harry screamed, "it's made; through torment and hurt, through hate and fear. You could have stopped this age's ago!"
"It is not in the Prophesy." The old man said snootily.
That was the last straw for Harry, "fuck the prophesy!" he screamed, throwing his magic at the man.
Albus was surprised when he was lifted from his feet, and thrown out of his office. Harry closed and warded the doors, and strode to the headmasters desk, picking up the book that held his freedom, his way back.
Defying all the wards of Hogwarts, Harry Potter apperated out of the headmasters' office.
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Harry stood in the center of a small hut, he could hear the wind howling outside; hear the sea crash against the cliff on top of which the hut sat. He stared at the small bowl at his feet, his blood dripping steadily from his wrist into the small white bowl as he chanted, watching the red explode minutely.
He let the words coil from his lips like honey dripping from grizzlies' deathly claws, the incantation rising and falling with the wind, the words flowing together like waves; the spell lased with his power like the great waves that crashed so erratically against the cliff.
Harry felt no exhaustion; his power seemingly fueled by his deep well of hurt and anger, to which there seemed no end, even though he had been at work for eight hours already.
A storm was brewing outside his little hut.
Suddenly, with the crash of waves, he heard another kind of crash, the sound of snapping and cracking rendered the air.
Harry was no longer alone. He smiled when he heard the cold inquisitive laugh of his mortal enemy.
"Harry?" the snake like voice called out, his voice having taken on a simple tone of a parent teasing their child in a game of hide-and-seek. But… it didn't sound completely right… too perfect… too… controlled…
"I know what you're doing, and I find it so sweet." The voice called out, and Harry felt his wards being attacked… the power was familiar to him…
Harry was so close to completing the spell.
"it's no use, you know, trying to help lil' ol' me." The man hissed out gleefully.
A few seconds of words, and then he'd be finished.
"I was born for this." The voice ended deeply, proudly, and full of pure joy and happiness. With honesty.
Harry competed the words, nothing would stop him… Harry didn't even realize he had finished with a stutter…
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Harry felt everything change, the air exploded with color, sound expanded and fell away, leaving even Harry's breathing cold and silent. He felt his magic build, and didn't understand it. Why?
Harry hit solid ground, felt the little air that was held in his lungs explode. He felt a light wind, the air was dark, dawn just breaking over the horizon with a pale blue highlighting the starry black. Harry glanced up at the full moon, feeling his power building up, almost at a point that Harry could not understand…
He looked around; noticing the black shapes of trees, his head hurt, and he realized he had hit it when he'd fallen to the ground. Harry was happy he had insisted on an eyesight healing drought – much to the controlling fools dismay – when he had started to break out of his shy shell… not that he got very far…
Harry screamed; he felt his magic implode, the heated power seeming to coil in tighter, before it exploded; Harry kept up his scream, unable to stop as he felt his power rush out, moving too fast to get a grip on something, yet.. Looking for something…
His voice raw, Harry slumped against a tree, still feeling most of his power searching, when a shout rendered the air.
"Fuck you Sesshomaru! You're never getting this sword." An angry voice screamed, and Harry frowned, startled to hear a language he had learned first out of boredom, and then out of a mild obsession as he discovered anime.
"Insolent fool. Give it to me! DIE!" a much colder, almost emotionless voice sounded next.
Harry watched in fascination as two men barreled out of the trees, their silver white hair seeming to glow, one dressed completely in red, the other in what could – Harry's mind was going slightly delirious, as his magic left him, seeking further and further. – be dress robes. Both had long white hair and gold eyes. One had puppy ears on his head while the other was covered in pretty stripes and a crescent moon.
The two men fought, and Harry could only watch, very much aware that the younger red clad male suddenly seemed to be moving them away from Harry, while the older moved closer, seeming to taunt his other, while the two slashed and cut at each other.
Harry gasped slightly, as the older pinned the red-covered one tightly, and raised the others sword, which seemed to be burning into his hand.
"Goodbye otouto, and good riddance." Harry felt the last of his magic recoil, he had said brother! Harry couldn't let that happen, no! He couldn't watch as another family gets ripped apart, even at its own hands.
"No!" he groaned, and felt his magic lash out, throwing a surprisingly powerful creature – for there was no way they were human – into a tree.
Harry felt drained, and as the snarling man stood, moving towards him as he left his brother, Harry realized he was going to die.
As the creature stalked forward, the air became silent, and ever so slightly felt the earth begin to shake. The tall man stopped, looking around as power seemed to build in the air.
Harry was too far gone to feel his magic rejoice, returning slower than it had left.
As the ground shook, tremors getting bigger, the creature simply continued towards Harry, raising a clawed hand.
Harry waited and sighed as the claws slashed down-
The ground split open, the man was thrown back; even the guys' brother was standing and watching in horror.
Harry stared dazedly as a huge snowy white dog seemed to burst into existence right where claw-boy had previously stood; snarling at the two stunned men.
At Harry's groan, the dog seemed to glow, and then much to Harry's surprise, a tall well built man with streaming hair – the same color as the other two men – that was held up in a high pony tail to swirl down to his knees. Harry couldn't see his front, but saw heavy armor hugging his body.
The smaller male stumbled as the older kneeled.
"… Father…?" They spoke together.
Harry tried moving back, if both bowed and stood so still it could only mean he was more powerful – not to mention he was their dad, so you could guess whose side he'd take -, but then Harry whimpered, feeling pain in his leg.
The man turned his head, a single gold eye that seemed to rest on a jagged mark locked with Harry's.
Harry could not breathe, so lost in the eyes that resembled molten ice, sending a freezing burning flush over Harry as he smiled minutely, eyes warm in their frozen gold.
Then Harry felt a caress against his almost empty core from a touch that held so much power that Harry could not help but moan; a sound that was thankful, pleading and desperate… wanting.
And then his world went black.
TBC
Ho'kay; hope you enjoyed, this request-fic will only last about two maybe three chapters, so ne. since you've already read, can you review? Give me your thoughts and such? Would really appreciate it. Okay, I'm going to pass out now because I just ran out of coffee.
~lisa