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Okay let me start of with saying I AM ASHAMED OF THE LAST CHAPTER utterly ashamed I got lazy and didn't want to put forth my best so I did a half arsed job, I felt so bad that I Did a remake. So REVIEW MY CHILDREN AND Oh yeah I don't own HP.

The Dark Prince

Harry anxiously watched the clock,tonight he was turning 16 and hopefully getting a magical inheritance. Ron Got his he supposedly gained a few inches putting him at six feet five, and his eyes changed from brown to hazel green. Hermione didn't get one being a Muggleborn but Harry had a 50/50 chance being a half blood. In all honesty all he wanted was to be taller than Molly Weaselly, so every time she gave him a hug he wouldn't be smothered in her bosom. Suddenly pain erupted not in his scar but in his heart?... He didn't have time to ponder why before he fell over in pain, he felt like his heart was trying to pump cement out of his system he could feel his heart beating like a bass drum going faster and faster blood oozed from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears clouding his vision and pooling on the floor underneath him. He let out a strangle scream before promptly passing out completely unaware of the red-eyed figure looming over him.

The Next Morning:

Harry felt like he had been torn in half and glued back together again. For all those who don't know,that isn't a pleasant feeling at all. He opened his vivid green eyes and immediately knew something was wrong, he was no longer at the Dursely's laying in a pool of his own blood but, in a room decorated in Slytherin color's he was laying in a king sized bed that had black sheets and blankets, his wand was missing and he was wearing a pair of flannel black Pajama bottoms.

Paranoia made itself know and began to urge Harry out of bed despite his body's screams of protest. Harry looked around the room and spotted no room just a bathroom and a book shelf. Had he been captured by death eater's during the night? Were the Hell is the order and Dumbledore? are the Dursely's still alive?

Question's zoomed through Harry's mind at 100 mph as he walked around the room ignoring the constant ache and pains in his bones. Then He remembered last night was his Sixteenth birthday! He prayed to Merlin that he gained a few inches as he half jogged and half limped into the bathroom to get a good look at himself.

Now Lets have a quick mini lesson. Accidental magic usually occurs in young magical children and normally stop at the age of twelve. Now our green Eyed hunk isn't a normal wizard is he ladies?

So when he saw his reflection the bathroom door blew off and the mirror he was looking into cracked. Harry Didn't look like Harry anymore. His usual rat's nest of dark brown hair, was now a midnight black version of curly chaos, his features seemed to be chiseled out of marble and his Killing curse colored eyes now contained flecks of coal, his scar was still present but not as angry looking, plus he gained a few inches how many?

Who knows, but he was much taller than before he thought of the look on Ron's mother's face the next time he hugged him and smirked before wiping the expression off his face. For a minute he looked like...

He was pulled from his thoughts as his now sensitive ear's heard the sound of a door closing and foot steps coming his way. Harry froze and picked up a shard of glass that had fallen loose from the mirror when it cracked and braced himself, seconds later Thomas Nott Sent a stunner into the bathroom aiming for Harry. He Easily ducked and threw the shard of glass out of instinct.

When he heard a wet cough he exited the bathroom and found a bleeding Nott on the floor with a glass shard embedded in the man's chest, he immediately noticed the ebony door's that had appeared and almost just almost dashed towards them without a plan of action.

Harry Stopped and removed the wounded man's wand and stunned the man just in case, he took his shoes and his shirt and robes that were only a tad too big and placed on the man's death eater mask that he found in his robes and exited the room with the wand clutched in his hand, he headed in a random direction making sure to stick to the shadows.

He walked down the Dank hallway his mind processing bits and pieces of information. So as Harry walked three thing's became very evident to him;

- James potter wasn't his birth father.

- He was in DE territory not being tortured by Bellatrix and Voldemort.

- He felt Pretty damn powerful that he just killed a notorious death eater with a shard of glass.

Then as He turned left down another corridor that looked just like the last he heard voices "Our lord hasn't been seen at all today" Hissed the voice of Lucius Malfoy Harry narrowed his eyes at the person he was talking to it was none other than Peter Pettigrew."S-S-so?" Worm tail Stuttered out "You Fool If he isn't pleased we all will pay with a round of crucio's" Snapped the blonde, Worm tail Opened his mouth to say something stupid I'm sure, but he saw Harry Standing by the corner.

He swaggered from his hiding place much like how the young Malfoy heir swagger's About the school. He tried to give them a mocking smile but it came out rather as if he was baring his teeth like some feral animal, Malfoy Sr. gave him a cold gaze and Worm tail seemed to be moments away from Pissing himself. "Gentlemen..." he hissed out sounding cold to his own ear's.

Of course they didn't respond not that Harry was expecting a response, he paid very little attention To Lucius Malfoy keeping his eye's on The pathetic excuse of a man, Much like how a Boa would watch it's prey, Ha the irony, he silently walked pass making sure to shove Worm tail roughly against the wall with his shoulder " See you around," He hissed in his ear.

When Worm tail whimpered, Harry could not could not help but shiver in delight. Power over another being, being able to instill fear in another seemed rather appealing at the moment,especially when the tub of lard your terrorizing is the cause of all the mayhem in your life. He continued to walk not wanting to waste time, he silently headed down the Halls, minute's later when he seemed to be walking in a circle he growled in frustration and kicked the wall. When a Door appeared where he had kicked he almost laughed.

The tall double door's looked menacing all by themselves with out the help of knowing what may be behind them, but instead of being afraid Harry bounced on the Balls of his feet in excitement, he was so close to finding his wand he could feel it.

Harry braced himself and kicked open the door's , Harry smiled Voldemort himself sat upon his own throne of skull's and bones he took notice of the slick substance coating the floors.

Voldemort's inner circle most likely, surrounded him all of them bowing, Voldemort sneered and his follower's wasted no time in attacking him, they whipped around casting all sorts of spells.

But instead of running away like the reasonable Part of Harry's mind suggested he ran towards the spells sliding on his knee's just before the spells could touch him he laid back taking the corny move from one of the muggle movies he saw His fat cousin watching when they were little.

But the move worked not one spell grazed him he smoothly got onto his feet and began casting spell's of the top of his head "Diffindo!" He roared the spell cut through the Death eater's like Butter he killed five and injured three, he narrowly avoided a AK and cast a reducto, and the oddest part was that he was completely unaware of the hysterical giggle's that escaped his lips when he killed a DE, he couldn't feel the wild smile on his lips, he just felt...relived to be in a normal scenario.

Guys I know Im a bad writer but Hey? give me a chance?