Hello, IEmBootz, and this is my first fanfic story, although Ive been meaning to write this for a long time. Now while this is mainly an action/advent./horror story I also have a bit of romance (I cant help it I have a soft spot for the stuff.) there will also be a bit of humor. Sick, twisted humor, my kinda humor. Mwa hahahahaha coughs yes, well anyway I hope you enjoy if not, oh well.

Summary: After OotP. What if when Harry told (shouted at) Dumbledore that he didnt want to be human anymore, what if someone else had heard him, what if that person happened to be the Devil himself, and what would happen if he trained Harry? Ron,Hermione bashing.Evil, manipulative Dumbledore. Pairings-Harry-Fem.Blaise-Tonks-Fluer, Ron-Hermione

Rated M for gore, violence, language, possibly some sexual situations ;p.

'Thought' "Parsletounge"

I dont own any Harry Potter characters, any you dont recognize are my own. Enjoy, Or Else!

Chapter 1: Lou and then Hell

Simply put, Harry Potter was pissed off. But this is is quite reasonable, seeing how most of this last few weeks had been. First, he was put back at the Dursleys where he is to stay in his room all summer due to Moodys threat, which Vernon hadnt taken quietly, but still had ignored him all summer which was fine with him. Secondly, his friends hadnt written to him for the second summer in a row, even though they were allowed to this time. This is not the only reason he was pissed of though. Oh no it was because of school. Now when you think of school, youre probably just thinking he got some bad grades or mis behaved and hes being punished for it. This is hardly the case, especially since the school he goes to is not normal, far from it. For the school he went to, Hogwarts, teaches children from about 11 to 18 how to do magic, and become witches and wizards. And Harry Potter is possibly the most famous wizard there is. You may ask how this could possibly be bad. Well the answer lays under this skinny teens hair on his forhead where youll find a lightning bolt shaped scar. This scar was caused by a very evil and powerful wizard named Lord Voldemort -real name Tom Marvollo Riddle, because of some stupid prophecy. A prophecy which Harry had just heard of which stated:

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches… born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not… and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives… the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…

This meant that one them must die at the hand of the other. However Voldemort had only heard the first half of it and had foolishly rushed in and tried to kill a one year old Harry, but thanks to his mothers love he had survived. Harry hated this fucking prophecy, if it hadnt been made he might actually hve some parents and a semi normal life. But he didnt care about those things or anything else right now, all he could think of was Sirius Black, his godfather, who had fallen through the veil in the death room at the Ministry of Magic. He knew part of this was his fault, he also knew alot of the blame rested on Voldemort, Kreacher the decietful house elf, and Dumbledore. Dumbledore, God just thinking about him made Harry want to hit, destroy, and ablitorate anything and everything.

'That old goat fucker, if he had just told me about that damn prophecy in my first year I might have been able to do something' And thats exactly why he was going to sneak off to Diagon Alley the next day to get some books on defense, transfiguaration, potions, charms, hexes, and so on. But he realized that "light" magic alone would hardly do anything to Voldemort let alone his Death Eaters. Which is why ever since he had gotten back, he had been debateing on wether or not he should or shouldnt go into the darker side of magic, but there was a whisper in his head telling him not to do so, because if he did he would probably end up like Voldemort, which he defineately did not want to do. But how else was he supposed to take Tommy down useing light magic.

'Screw it Ill do it, just as long as I remember Im nothing like him. So tommorow Ill go to Knockt...' Before he could even finish that thought, he was knocked out by a silver-grey smoke that enveloped his head. He was already unconcious by the time he hit the floor, leaving a very confused and slightly worried Hedwig.

Harry couldnt feel anything, or see anything for that matter, for there was nothing but endless blackness all around him . And when he tried to move his arm to rub his head he got no movement, so when he looked down to see what the problem was he almost passed out, again. For he had no body.

'Crap! What now?' His voice trembling from both fright and confusion. And he nearly screamed like a little girl when a voice behind him gave him a response.

Well, since were in your subconcious you dont really have a body. But for the sake of normalcy, here.Before he could turn around to see who had spoken, he felt a tingleing sensation run through his entire being. So when he looked down, he was shocked yet again, only this time it was because he had his body back. Only this body was slightly different than his. Like he was a bit taller, before he used to be 56, but now he was an even 60 foot. And he didnt have a shirt on, so he saw that all of what little fat he had was gone, replaced by lean muscles, he even had a six pac and a chizled chest. Although his arms werent all that big you could tell they could do some serious damage if he were to punch someone. But the most noticeable change he felt was the power, he felt like he could do anything, he even thought he could take Voldemort or Dumbledore on. Before he could continue with examination of his new body he was reminded that he was not alone, when someone cleared their throat.

"Whoa, who are you!"He said while turning to face the man who had brought him here. Although he could see most of his body his face was enshrouded in shadows. From what he could see he was wearing an all white suit with black shoes, and a black tie, something you would normally see someone wear at a business affair. He Had to be about 66, just a little taller than Harry was now, although he did have about the same body as him, you could tell he had alot more muscle. And when he spoke it was as if the entire room shook with him.

"Me? Well, Ive been called quite a bit of things, some of them werent that pleasant, but I suppose you can call me...Lou." He said this with a grin as if what he just said was some kind of joke. "And you, and I are, as I said, in your subconcious." He said while motioning to the blackness around him.

"Whyd you bring me here, and why is it so dark?" Harry was quite curious as to why his mind should be so dark.

"Oh sorry about that." Than without warning Lou lifted up his right foot and brought it slamming it back into the ground, shaking their entire surroundings. Harry saw that once his foot touched ground the darkness started to disappear with a wooshing sound, and left what appeared to be the Gryffindor common room. Before he could say anything Lou answered his unasked question.

"Youre most relaxed here so your mind has displayed this as a place for us to sit and talk." He said while motioning to the chairs in front of a roaring fire.Harry not really seeing how he could get out of this, as he didnt have his wand, agreed. He was also quite curious as to what this man wanted. On the way there Harry saw Lous face for the first time. While Harry wasnt into guys or anything, he had to admit Lou was quite handsome. He looked to be about twenty-one, with blonde hair coming down to his ears, covering up his left eye. His right eye which Harry could clearly see didnt appear to have any color in them, nothing, but blackness. When they finally sat down he started to fire off the questions he had been holding in.

"Why should I trust you? You just forced me into my own mind without warning, and scared the crap out me. Plus all youve told me is youre name, which from the sounds of it, might not actually be your name. And whats with my body." Once he finished he looked at his companion who just smirked and said.

"I, personally have forgotten my true name- for Iam far older than my appearance shows.But Lou is a name I have been called. Sort of." He said the last part softly enough that Harry couldnt hear him, but continued before he could ask him what he had said."You have no real reason to trust me, but I will tell you we have a common interest in the form of Thomas M. Riddle or Lord Volemort if you wish." Harry seemed rather suprised that he was able to say Voldemorts name, let alone know his true name, but Harry got the feeling that this man was alot smarter than he seemed. "And Ive brought you here to tell you that Iam willing to train you in legilimency, occlumency, and all the regular things you would learn in school, alot of physical training, and the darkest of dark arts. As for your body, well Im just showing you what you could be like if you were to agree to let me train you." He said all this with that same smirk of his. Harry was quite amazed, he liked the power he felt from this body , plus he needed this strenght, and this man he just met was saying he would train him in all the things he would need to do to get that power. The only question that Harry needed to know was why.

"Of what interest is Voldemort to you? What has he done to you?" Lou looked as if he was about to answer, but instead said. "Sorry I cant answer that hear, someone might try to get that information from you." He said this with a nod of his head, and a grim look on his face. Harry knew who he was talking about, Dumbledore. Harry liked this man he had just met not more than an hour ago more than Dumbledore, and sure as a hell alot more than Voldemort. But, still..."Fine, I agree, but only if you tell me everything: who, or what you are, what Voldemort has done to you, and what the hell is wrong with your eyes!" That last part made Lou bust out laughing completly loseing his business like attitude.

"Fair enough, by the way loosen up. I mean your the hero of the wizarding world, besides, I wont deny that you might die, so since you know you might die, live a little. Hell live alot, have some fun." Than with an evil grin he said. "And get laid, it shouldnt be all that hard, you practically have your own fan club!" He couldnt help it, he let out the laughter hed been holding back since he saw Harrys face. Harry just realized something that he hadnt hought of before.

"Hey, how are you supposed to teach me all these things, I mean I know Dumbledore wont let me leave because of the protection, and I know he doesnt want me to learn the dark arts." This quite worried him because he really did want to learn all these things.

"Thats easy enough. The place were going to-my place- kind of has an enchantment on it so two years where we are, will actually be five minutes in normal time, which, by the way, is exactly what were doing." He had expected what came next.

"WHAT? How are you able to do that? And wont the wards around the Dursleys house go off, even if Iam only gone for five minutes?" The whole two year thing didnt bother him much, he just didnt want tate manipulating old fool to find out what he was up to. Make it kind of like a suprise.

"Dont worry about that, the enchantments are old and strong. And were just going to leave a little bit of your essence in the room so the wards wont go off." He also thought he might want to mention one more thing to him. "Also, before you truly agree to this I just want to let you know the training will be terribly painful." He looked a bit sad as if exspecting him to say no. But instead...

"I dont care, just as long you can teach me how to be strong." Lou looked quite happy with this.

"Alright since thats settled, Ill tell you how to get my place..." He leaned close in to Harrys ear and whispered how to get there and Harry seemed quite suprised and a little bit frightened, but had to admit that it sounded pretty cool.

"Kay see ya in a bit." With that Lou brought his hand up as if he was going to strike Harry, but he knew what he was doing and did the same thing. Then they brought their hands together in a high five, at which point Harry disappeared, but not before getting a good look at Lous smile, he noticed that all his teeth were quite sharp, and actually had fangs.

Harry was shoved quite painfully, and hard back into his body, that he just about screamed when he realized it was 5:03 in the morning and the Dursleys would have beat the crap out of him if he had done so. But then he remembered why he was on the floor on the floor in the first place and got up, and got ready for the training ahead of him. So he grab a few clothes that actually fit him, and his toothbrush. He was about to leave when he remembered Hedwig. He walked quietly over to her and told her that he would be gone for about five minutes and to not worry about what she was about to see. She nodded her head, but looked slightly confused about what he was talking about.

'Alright lets do this.' He took a deep breath and walked over to the shadowy corner next to the door. Once inside the shadow he sighedand said. "Okay Iam ready." And just as he was told he felt two strong hands pull him through to a world of pain, power and his destiny. But mostly just alot of pain.

Hogwarts, Headmasters office

Albus Dumbledore, the supposed leader of the light, had just been having a delightful if not slightly disturbing dream when he was awoken by highly annoying screeching, twirling object on one of his many shelves. So walking over to it in his pink bunny slippers he saw what was makeing the noise, and damn near had a heart attack. It was the object that was supposed to tell him if the Potter brat was out of his house, or dead. But just as it had started, it stopped. He ran as fast his old legs would carry him -which was suprisingly fast- over to what appeared to be an ordinary mirror, but in fact told him where Potter was at all times, and when he looked into it he saw that the boy was sound asleep in his crappy little bed.

"Feh mustve been a glitch. Brats lucky hes so important, otherwise I wouldve dealt with him a long time ago." He started walking back to his bed, although his thoughts were still on Harry.

'Once hes done with Tom all I have to do is get rid of him, and then Ill be the strongest wizard alive again. ' These were his last thoughts before he drifted off to sleep. You see Dumbledore had grown quite use to the fame and the power. He also loved the recognition and fear he saw in peoples eyes when they saw him. And how he loved it. He may not want to take over the world, but he loved ruling it.

Back with Harry

He just kept on falling, and there seemed to be no end in sight. Lou had said that he was taking Harry to his home, but this wasnt exactly what he had expected. From what he had seen in his mind, Lou looked like he was high up on the wealthy, upper class side of things. To put it bluntly, he had expected a mansion. All he could see though black, mountainas wall all around him, about fifteen feet to each side.. When he looked up, he almost didnt see the the black fire that seemed to make up the very top of the tunnel he was currently plummeting through. He would have missed it if it hadnt been for the fact that the flames themselves appeared to darker than any of the black stone, and shadows that he was rapidly passing by. When he looked below he saw a red speck, that he had to assume was the end of this very long tunnel, and probably the end of his life.

' That asshole, he was probably just one of Voldemorts lackys. Damn it.' Lous voice suddenly filled his head with that rumbleing voice of his, and he sounded quite pissed off.

'NEVER ASSOCIATE ME WITH THAT THING AGAIN. IAM NO ONES LACKY, I HAVE NO MASTER.' Even though Lou scared the shit out of Harry -not only from shouting inside his head like that, but from the shear anger he could feelcoming from him. He was relieved though, to know that he wasnt being betrayed because of Voldemort. There was still the issue of the ever growing red dot, that would be his end. Lous voice, yet again, entered his head, only he sounded almost relaxed and calm, but you could still hear a tinge of his former anger.

'Sorry about that Harry, but I just dont like hearing Voldemort and myself in the same sentence. Let alone as if we had joined forces. Which I know he would love.' Harry didnt understand that last part and was about to ask what Lou had meant, but stopped when he had to wipe some sweat out his eyes. When he looked at himself he found he was completly drenched in sweat. Thats when he noticed how increasingly hot it was getting, it had to be at least a hundred degrees, and slowly riseing. How could it be so dark, and yet so damn hot. He also thought he could hear the sounds of someone screaming out in pain and agony, when he listened closer it actually sounded like there were thousands of people. The worst part though was the growing sense of dread and dispare, which was sooned joined by a deadly whisper in his ear, a whisper that promised him many things. It promised him never ending pain and suffering. It promised him that his loved ones would all die by Voldemorts hand, and it was his fault. It said that even at this very moment they were being tortured, raped, and killed, all because they were his friends. As the whispers continued, he had started to cry. He new that his friendships would cause people pain and death, this was just verifying it. He was almost at a mental breakdown, when once again his mind was invaded with Lous voice, utterly crushing the whisper.

'Harry dont listen to those voices, they were set up for... other people. People who are supposed to be here. Think of it as a kind of security measure, non of what it says is true.' Harry was listening with rapt attention clinging on to every word he said, and with every word he became more calm. He was about to ask what he had meant by "supposed to be here", but was yet again cut off by Lou.

'Besides, your friends arent exactly who you think they are.' Harry was suprised by Lous harsh tone at his friends. He was about to defend them and ask what he meant. But he had finally passed through the red hole. He had to close his eyes tight, because the moment he passed the hole his eyes were assaulted by a dull red orange light. After two minutes of blinking away tears, he was somewhat suprised to find himself still falling. He was getting tired of this, but at least he could finally see where his journey had taken him. The moment he was able to see, he had to close his eyes, for the sight that greeted him was one of horror. Even though he had kept his eyes open for about five seconds, he had the perfect view to see everything. And he wished he hadnt seen anything. What he saw was torture, torture of what appeared to be an infimate amount of people. They were having their limbs ripped off only to be grown back and ripped off again. Their eyes were either melted, gouged out, or had sharped objects slowly inserted into them, only to have them healed to start the process started over. They had, rusty razors stuck underneath their finger nails, and hammered in hard enough to take of the entire finger. The men Harry saw, were having terrible things down to their lower halfs that made him throw up what little food he had eaten. He heard them begging for mercy, but Harry knew they wouldnt get any. Because he had seen their torturers, who had the bodies of humans, sort of. While they had the bodies of humans, they also had extra parts that you would never find on a human. The most noticeable one on most were bat like wings they had on their backs. Almost every single one of them had hair coming down to the small of their backs, altohugh a few- very few had hair just coming to just their necks, but each had it spiked as if with gel. As he got closer to the ground, which was about two hundred feet away, he could see that some had tails, and almost each one had a horn somewhere around their body. He new the poor souls getting tortured would get no mercy, not from the way these demons - for that is what he now knew they were- looked, but rather the way they looked at their prey. It looked as though they were feeding of their pain, and loveing every moment of it, and as he was ever closer to the ground, and to them, he saw a far moredisgusting sight that hed seen so far. Some of these creatures, were actually eating some of the limbs they had torn off, and drinking their blood as if it were water, quenching a long awaited thirst. He finally opened his eyes to see how far from the ground he was, and was shocked to see he had about ten seconds until his end.

'Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT! Idont want to die down here in this hell hole.'

Ten

He looked down and saw a caped demon waiting below him, as if he were waiting for dinner to arrive.

Eight

He looked further down past the demon to see someone in a familiar white suit walking towards where Harry would crash into. 'What the hell is he doing walking, Im about to become demon chow and hes walking.' Harry didnt seem to notice that any demon even remotely close to Lou, started to walk away-very quickly.

Five

'Why is he here anyway? What am I doing here, I thought we were going to his house to train. Why is he walking? Why arent the demons attacking him? Where, and what is here?' These and many more questions were running thruogh his head, and he thought they would never get answered.

Three

'Oh Shiiiiiiiiiitttt!' The second he was a foot off the ground, the caped demon had caught him in a vice like grip, it didnt even look as though he had moved from the force of Harrys fall. However if you were to look at the ground where the demons feet were you would see multiple cracks forming all around his heels and toes. Harry opened his eyes in shock and pain at being after such a fall. Then he realized that his face was a mere inches away from its. He nearly fainted, but what ever courage he had left wouldnt let it happen. He looked on helplessly as it gave him an almost warm smile, showing off very sharp and lethal looking teeth. Some of which he noticed were stained red. He looked into it eyes, or at least were there should have been eyes, and only saw eye sockets, yet hee still felt as if it were staring into his very core. It felt like it was judging him. Then it did something he hadnt expected, it spoke.

"Acceptus ut infinitas." He had no idea what the hell it just said, but he felt it was kind of ominous. He about shivered when he heard laughter coming from behind the demon, who Harry realized had let him go. He recognized that laughter and the voice that followed it.

"Kain (cane) must you always scare the crap out of my guests, especially since I have so few?" Harry couldnt believe it Lous was talking to this monster, apparently named Kain, as if it were an old friend. And he almost pissed himself when Kain answered back in a normal english voice. (no accent)

"Sorry Luci (Lucy) I get so little joy down here in this dreary place I have to make my own fun." Lou looked amused for a second then turned serious when he saw Harry with his mouth agape looking around at his domain, obviously quite confused and you could tell he was a little more than horrified at what he saw. He sighed and got ready for what he knew would be the hardest part of his and Harrys relationship (teacher-pupil). It was explanaition time.

"Harry I..." Harrys head snapped at the sound of his voice he looked at a lost for words, but before Lou could continue, Harry apparently found some words. "Why did he call you Luci?" He couldnt help it, he couldnt think of anything else to say, all his other questions wanted to be first so he just picked one. Lou looking confused, looked at Kain who was holding his side in laughter, and started to laugh himself he couldnt help it that was the last question he had expected to been asked let alone wanted to have been asked. The two of them standing in that monstrous place laughing their asses off caught quite a bit of attention, but it was cut off quickly when Lou gave everyone who was watching a death glare, which they knew he could back up. That had brought him back to a more serious attitude. And since he had promised Harry that he would explain everything when he got here, he decided to answer the question to the fullest truth. He gave another sigh when he realized this was actually a question that would answer a lot more questions.

"He called me Luci because its my nickname. Well a nickname he gave me -one of which no one else is allowed to use- from one of my names, which is Lucifer. He paused a second to look at Harrys reaction, which was one of fear, confusion, more fear, doubt, but that was destroyed when he looked around at the horrors which made him almost want to throw up again, then there was realization.

"Oh, t..that means w...were i..in H..He..Hell doesnt i..it?" He almost couldnt make, I mean who could, it was a pretty natural thing to do when you realize youve talked to the Devil himself amd find yourself in Hell. And so was his next reaction when Lou slowly nodded his head. He fainted.

Harry was already awake, but he had yet to open his eyes. Because he knew what would happen if he did. He would have to face reality. He had made a deal with the Devil, and done as his uncle Vernon had always told him to do and went to Hell. Oh he knew he wasnt dreaming, or having a nightmare as it were. He never, even having a vision from Voldemort, had dreamed something as horrible as hed seen. The only comfort he got was from was the cushy yet hard bed he was on. He didnt really know how he had gotten here, or why he was still alive. And as usual his curiosity had gotten the better of him and he cracked his eye open a bit, and wished he hadnt. Because two demons were in front of two huge doors of the room he had been put in. They looked somewhat like the other demons outside, except the were they were red, just a little darker than blood, and their ears were about five inches long ending in a point like an elves, he grinned thinking of Dobby. He lost his smile when he saw one of them had what appeared to be a giant axe, one as big as harry himself, maybe bigger. He also had horns all over his head, in fact they sort of looked like hair and were about an inch long. He was wearing the same white pants Lou wore, but he had no shoes on, or a shirt for that matter. He was quite muscular, not near as bulky as a body builder, but still quite large. The other one had no horns on his head, but from what he could see of his face he had them just over his eyes kinda like eyebrows, he thought. They were about one fourth an inch long. He to wore only pants, the same kind in fact, except his were completly black. He too had weapons, but not near as large as his companions, in fact all he had was throwing knives all around his biceps they were about seven inches long. He turned his head to the side for just a second, but that second was enough to tell him that Harry was awake. The moment he saw him awake he got down on his knees and bowed low to the ground. The other seeing him do this, copied without even looking at Harry. Except he had to put down his axe, but not before bringing the the butt of the hilt down on the ground twice, making a loud banging noise. The instant he connected to the ground the second time, Lou walked right in. And the demons, if possible bowed lower. He knew Harry was awake, he told the gaurds not to summon uless he was. But Harry was playing opossum. This brought a smile to his face, but he dropped it thinking of what lay ahead.

"Harry, I know youre awake, now get up, we have much to talk about." Reluctantly he saw him open his eyes, he did not however like the look of fear he had in his."Harry there is no need to fear me." But apparently Harry thought otherwise.

"Youre the fucking devil, pardon me if I dont believe you." Lou thought that was pretty funny and sad at the same time, he didnt like that.

"That is true, Iam the devil, or satan or Lucifer, big red, the cloven footed one, ect." He tried to lighten the mood, but apparently it wasnt working so well. He gave a great sigh and tried to explain why harry should trust him. "Okay look Im the devil, big deal, as you must know Iam supposed to only umm take care of all the bad people, and you my fine fellow, are far from bad. Infact your the very opposite, youve destroyed agreat evil once, and you have a pure heart, so therefore I wont hurt you, and I dont need your soul, or any other soul, despite what other people think." He could see Harry starting to relax, but not by much, so it was now or never. "Besides, if your gaurdians ever let you near a Bible, or go to church, you may have heard I havnt always been stuck down here. In fact near the very beggining I was an angel." He could see in Harrys eyes that he had heard, okay this is good, so far. "But one day He and I got into a huge argument." Harry couldnt keep quiet any longer. "What you argue about?" He was genuinely curious, and for the time being forgot about the demons. Lou saw this, smiled, and continued. "It was about humans. He had created a utopia for them, but they treated like it was nothing. So i told Him He shouldnt be so kind to them if they didnt appreciate him so much, He didnt like that. This lasted for years, until one day He agreed, but on one condition, I had to come down here and deal with the bad one when they died. I knew the conditions, I thought about it for a while, and finally agreed. In return I could show the humans the darker side of things, so that they could appreciate what He had done for them." He looked at Harry and saw that he almost believed him, but there was some doubt in his eyes and he could feel it. "So thats why Iam here, umm..." He couldnt think of anything so he just said "Any questions." 'Man that sounded stupid.' However it looked as though Harry did have a question.

"So what do you want with me?" It was a simple question, that could have some harsh results if answered incorrecctly. So he thought for about a second and then finally said what he had been meaning to say ever since he had meet Harry.

"I want to train you to defeat Voldemort." He saw a simple question forming in Harrys mind: Why? "Because he should have died all those 16 years ago, but for some reason he didnt, and since he was close to being pure evil-no one can be pure evil without dieing- he would have gone to a special room here in Hell where he would have been tortured for all eternity." At Harrys questioning look he said. "Not everyone you saw being tortured will stay here forever, the amount of time they spend here depends on what they did, like if someone killed an innocent child or rapes a virgin, stealing their innocents gets a few centuries, but a thief gets about ten years. But back on track, since he was supposed to come here, but didnt he kind of screwed the natural order of things. Innocent people are dieing way to early because hes killing them. And He aint to happy about it. So he allowed me to bring you here to train." There finally out there, he told him everything, except for, the ritual. Harry now seeing what he had to do, and disgusted that Voldemort had pissed Him off enough, that he allowed Lou to do this. There was just one thing.

"Even if I wanted to, which I do, I dont think I could kill someone, even him." Lou was saddened at this because he knew what he had to do.He looked at the gaurds and sent them a silent message to leave, which they did once again bowing. Then waving his hand at the doorway a giant silver screen appeared . He looked at Harry who looked at him. He just said one word."Watch."

At that a movie started to play, not just any movie, but a horror movie. It was a movie of allthe terrbile, horrific thing Voldemort and his death eaters had done during his reign of power. He watched, and watched, he watched for three straight days and nights until the movie ended with Voldemorts most recent crime, which was having one of his death eaters rape a woman in front of her husband, before torturing them to death. Harry had been fighting the urge to throw up ever since the movie started, but he could take it no longer. He leaned over the silky sheets and vomited up whatever was left in his stomach. The moment it touched the earthy floor it just kind of evaperated, as if the ground were to hot-makes sense. Once he was over his sickness, he realized he had not thrown up because he was sickened by what he had see, but because he felt so much anger toward this one man/thing that had managed to destory so many lives. Having been pushed passed the point of careing, he said in a voice that was quite full of rage and malice it almost frightened Lou, which he hadnt felt in many a millenia. "Teach. Me! Teach me all that you know! Train me in every Dark magic, train me physically, mentally, and whatever else. I will kill him, and his lackeys without mercy, and I will feel nothing about it."

"Very well." Was all he said. He didnt really liketurning such a pure person as Harry into what he was about to become. It needed to be done though. He then picked up a ball that had been beside the chair he had been sitting in, and threw it to a seething Harry, who on instinct caught the ball, but had to drop it from the weight. "First off, physical training for the first six months, mostly to build up a lot of strength." He said that with a grin, Harry had no idea how strong he was gonna get. "That ball is magically enhanced, right now it is exactly a hundred pounds, and as you train it will get heavier and heavier, you will train with it each day, until I say you can stop." With that he pulled a vial out from his sleeve, and handed it to Harry. "Drink this, itll make your muscles grow much easier than what they would do naturally." He gave Harry that same grin, because man is that an understatement. He just looked at it for a second then sniffed it, he really didnt like taking potions they never tasted good. But downed it when he remembered why he was doing this. He felt a slight stinging feeling in every muscle in his body, but left almost as soon as it appeared."Now while your down here for the next six months You will do nothing, but throw that ball up and down. Plus wear these around your ankles..." He tossed what appeared to be sweat bands at Harry who cautiously caught them weary off there weight. He couldnt even hold theese, so he just droppped them to the ground where they made a loud thumping noise. "Those are a hundred and seventy five pounds, and the same concept applies to them, except you just walk around with them on your ankles." Harry whos jaw had hung down throught the entire axplanation. Yet again he got that determined look on his face, he just nodded his head and accepted his training."Once you get used to this, I will have my demons randomly attack you..." Harry was about to protest, but Lou said in a stronger voice. "THey will not attack to kill, but merely incapacitate. Although they to are quite strong, so Id be careful if I were you. This will increase your reflexes, and give you a kind of street fighting style. Plus moving around so much with all that weight will be far more benificial than just walking around." He stopped a few minutes so he could let Harry think over what he was just told. He also needed time to think of what to say next. When he found Harry staring at him he continued with his speech.

"After your six months are up, I will have you fight my strongest demon, whom you have had the pleasure of meeting" With that, Kain appeared behind Lou who didnt even seemed fazed that a demon just showed up right behind without a sound. Kain, he saw, was staring at him with the same grin Lou always gives him. "If you can beat him or at least tie, you will be given a week to relax and enjoy your new power. After that you will be placed into a gigantic" He paused for a second apparently trying to find the right words."I guess you could call it a pensieve. But instead of having the memories of one person, it containes the memories of every single evil wizard that has had the pleasure of passing through here. That includes Salazar Slytherin and Morgana Le Fay. You will stay in there for six months, seeing as how an eternities worth of knowledge can somewhat take a long amount of time to soak up. That will take care of your agical knowledge, both dark and light." Once again it looked as though Harry were going to faint, but recovered quickly and just said"Okay." Lou smiled proudly at Harry, the boy knew what he needed to do and was prepared to do anything to achieve it. His moment of joy was quickly squashed when he remembered what was to be next on this boy/mans list.

"After that you will be given a weapon that suits you and your personallity, and then trained for two months on how to use it to the best of your ability." He stopped once again, here was where he would see how far Harry was willing to go. "You will be spending the remaining ten months under going two excruciating surgeries to further your power." He looked at Harry nwho was taking this suprisingly well, at least until that point. He stared deep into Lous pitch black eyes, and finally asked the questions theat he feared to answer.

"What kind of surgeries." Lou didnt feel like lieing to Harry, besides that would definately make him say no.

"Well the first procedure is where we are going to take your wand..." With that Harrys wand appeared in a dark cloud in Kains hand."and place it in your wand arm, with this your magical ability will increse a bit, and youll be able to perform wandless magic perfectly. The reason the surgery is painful though, is because since most of your magic will be concentrated into your arm after the wand is place there, we wont be able to heal it magically, so were going to have to stitch it up. Yet again, since the increase in magic in your arm, we wont be able to numb it while its being sewn up. So sadly you will feel everything, and itll leave nasty looking scar." Harry didnt like the needle part, but if it would help he didnt mind. He would just deal with the pain, like always. However Lou knew Harry wouldnt so much about that surgery, it was the second one that would piss him off.

"The second procedure, we will take him." He pointed over Harrys shoulder, where he saw a demon standing. However he didnt look or feel like the usual demons he saw, in fact this demon was completly different. While the regualar demons were either the color of a human, more uncommon blood red, and the even more rare deep blue. This one was pitch black, he was so so dark that the very shadows he was standing in seemed as if they werent there at all. His hair was the same as any other demons, it came down to the bottom of his neck, except it was snow white. And being that his skin was so black it made it seem impossibly white. His eyes were the same color as his hair, and just like lous eyes there was no color in them, except where Lous eyes were black, this demons eyes were pure white, and they held power and knowledge that would make Dumbledore, maybe even Voldemort quake with jealousy. He wore no shirt, showing of his athletic build, seemed to hold not one ounce of fat. He wore, what appeared to be bblack jeans. Farther down Harry noticed that he didnt wear any shoes, not that this was uncommon here, but this guy had a good reason, he had inch long razor sharp claws on each toe of each foot. Going back up again, he saw the same thing on his hands. When he was done going over his inspection he found one word that seemed to describe what this being in a whole. Evil. He looked back at Lou and Kain and noticed that ha had stopped talking so Harry could take in all of his most powerful demon. Lou noticed looked as though he were going to piss himself. So he decided to continue to take his mind off his fear.

"This Harry is my most powerful and feared subject any who dare get in his,or my way he made short work of. His name is Messor." Harry looked as though he had some questions he wanted ask, Lou nodded his head letting him know he could ask.

"Two things, one, I thought you said that Kain was the strongest." As soon as he said this Lou busted up laughing, while Kain looked indignant, but at the same time gave him that damn grin. Finally wiping a tear away from his eyes Lou answered his question.

"Yes, well, Kain is the strongest physically, Messor has many abilities you dont see in one demon, or even at all. Hes fast as hell, almost as strong as Kain, if one of his limbs is chopped of he can grow it back in a minute, he can teleport through shadows, he can fly even though he doesnt have wings, his teeth and nails are stronger than any know metal, and if he wants to he can imatate the dementor effect. Plus many other neat little tricks he hasnt told me about, and he seems to have the ability to scare people just from his looks. Huh, go figure. Now next question." He knew what it was, he just thought it better if Harry asked.

"Oh, right. Well whats he got to do with me." This is what he was dreading. He took a dep breath, and prepared himself for what came next. Kain put his hand on his shoulder in a reasuring manner.

"To put it bluntly, we want to fuse him..."again moitioning to Messor."with you, to make the first ever human-demon hybrid." He saw a look of fear and disgust cross over Harrys face before he started shouting.

"YOU WANT TO DO WHAT? I will not have something so obviously evil as apart of me. I came here to train myself to destroy evil, not to become evil. Besides what if I did agree to this, what would Dumbledore and my friends think if they found out, theyd hate for the rest of my unatural life. Even if I did kill Voldemort." He was seething, Lou could actually see the rage in his eyes. He was about to answer when someone unexpected did.

"Child." Harrys rage was immediatly forggoten when he heared the calm voice that seemd to hold a terrifying tone hed never heard before, not even from the Voldemort. He slowly turned around only to find Messor a foot away from him, staring directly into his eyes, freezing him there. "Do not presume that my master has not gone over every option possible, to save you from what he knew what you would never want to do. This is how it must be, I have accepted what must be done. I will do this for my master and I will do this to be rid of the pompous insect known as Voldemort, who thinks he truly thinks he knows all, and is most powerfull" He paused for a second to look at his master, who nodded in thanks, which he responded with a nod of his own before continueing on. "Besides it was somewhat mostly your idea to to this" Harry looked as if hed just been punched in the stomach. When had he suggested this, he couldnt remember a single moment where he would even consider this. He was about to say so when the room went dark and the giant screen popped up again. And was even more confused when he saw himself in Dumbledores office. Thats when he realized he was being shown the scene from last year, before he left school. Then he heard his and Dumbledores voice.

"I dont want to talk about how I feel, all right?"

"Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human-"

THEN-I-DONT-WANT-TO-BE-HUMAN!"

Thats when he started to destroy Dumbledores office, but Harry wasnt paying attention anymore, he had forgotten that he had said that, and he was definatly starting to wish he hadnt said those damned words. He tried to think of something to say, something to redeem himself. So he said the only thing he could think of.

"I was angry at the time, I didnt know what I was saying, I had just lost my godfather." He felt this was a good enough reason, but Messor wasnt done with him yet.

"True, you were angry and werent thinking properly, but it is at these moments that humans have a habit of spilling their secrets when not in the right state of mind. Look inside yourself and see if this is not true. You were so angry and sad that you did not want to feel, thus not wanting to feel. My master heard your call and here you stand because of it." He gave Harry that same blank look that scared him so. He knew he was right, but he would never admit it. The only thing Harry could do next, was say what he knew to be a failed attempt at getting out of what he was almost forced to do.

"Why dont you just send Messor up there. Why do you have to put us together? Im sure he could do better than me." It was futile, and he knew it. it was just confirmed when Messor continued.

"Demons can not go to the human realm, we were not meant to be there. unless inside of a human. But it would be a great disrespect if I were to just posses you. Therefore we must become one, besides a hybrid would bestronger than wizard or demon alone. All the strengths and none of the weaknesses." He said all this in that bone chilling voice of his. But Harry would not be stopped.

"Yeah, but what about my friends and Dumbledore and my friends, they would hate me if I did this." He looked at the dark demon hoping for a sign of defeat, but instead he got the feeling he had been waiting for this. He just slowly pointed to the screen, where another scene was playing where Dumbledore was talking to an eleven year old Ron and Hermione on what apeared to be the Halloween that they had defeated the troll and had become friends from that moment on. Then their voices started in.

"Ronald, I thought I told you to come to come to me if Harry was going to do something so foolish, dont you think going to fight a mountai troll falls under the category of foolish, if not stupidity?" Dumbledore looked quite stern, but Ron didnt seem all that phased.

"Yeah I tried to get to you through the crowd, but the jerk forced me to go with him to go chase after a troll of all things, idiot. If it wasnt for me hed be dead right now." He looked quite smug about the fact that he had just saved the-boy-who-liveds life.

"Very well, just try harder if he does this sort of thing again. And remeber you two, as I told you before school, pretend to be his friends and report back to me if he does something that might get him killed, I need him alive until the time comes. Is that understood?" They both nodded, after which they started to walk back to their dorms. Harry thought he heard Hermione say how he was such a spoiled brat who had to play hero. Harry tried to deny these images, but another one showed up to kill his friendship between his supposed friends of the past five years. It was at the burrow, in Rons room , it looked to be right after their fifth year. Hermione was there and Ron was talking o her while she was nodding her head, and then voices came in again.

"I cant believe that stupid prick actually got his godfather klled, that could be us next time." Ron looked absolutely disgusted, then Hermione had to add her two cents.

"I know, we better write to Albus to up to ante on our deal, this crap is getting ridiculous. Every year theres always some liitle thing that gets us put in the hospitle wing or in mortal danger. All because Potter has to rush in and act the part of the hero." She gave a sneer that would have made Snape jealous. Harry was lost in a daze, how could his friends say these things about him, but a voice inside his head said that this made alot of sense, which it did. Like whenever there always something he wants to to do and all they could say was 'go to Dumbledore.' But he was confused about this deal they had been talking about. Thats when he heard Lous voice speak up behind him.

"Dumbles has been paying the Weasleys money to care of you, and act the part of the family. Money from your vault might I add. As for Granger, well all he had to do was allow her fre access to the restricted section in the school library. Nice friends youve got there Harry. Oh whats this." Harrys gaze immediatly went back to the screen, of where they were in Dumbledores office, there were lights and alarms going off. Than dumbledore came into the scene, thats when the noise stopped. He saw him quickly go over and looked into a mirror. He saw him sneer and then walk back to bed. He heard a somewhat muffled, but understandable voice, obviously Dumbledores say 'Once hes done with Tom all I have to do is get rid of him, and then Ill be the strongest wizard alive again. ' Thats when Harry snapped, he knew it was all true. Everything made sense, it all fit into place, and know he didnt care much, he just wanted to kill those who had betrayed him and those that deserved to die. Because he didnt care.

Lou saw the change he didnt like it, but it had to happen. He brought the lights back on and asked harry if he was okay. All he got in return was.

"Lets do this, now." Was all he said. Messor, who had been watching, did something no one had ever seen him do since he was spawned. He smiled. This was going to be fun.

Two years later, Below the gates of Hell

A very different Harry Potter stood in Hell. Two years ago he had been confused, but his eyes had been open to the truth, and he had been mad. So he took his anger out in training, and he trained hard. Now he was strong. Stronger than any demon, human, or wizard should be. But he had to be, he needed to be. At least if he wanted to destroy dear old Tommy. Oh how he yearned to kill him, him and those who had betrayed or hurt him. And he would. He wasnt afraid to die either, why should he be. He knew Heaven and Hell exsisted, if he went to Heaven he would be with his family which he would love greatly. But if he went to Hell, no biggie he was friends with the devil himself and a few others.

His appearance had change greatly to, he like most of the demons didnt feel the need to wear a shirt. So he didnt, this meant you could see the body he had seen in his mind those many years ago, when he first met Luci. Only his arms were slightly bigger, and his black mangy hair was a bit longer, down to base of his neck, and spiky. The only clothing he wore was a black coat that almost reached the ground, the collar came midway up his face to his nose. Instead of a zipper or buttons, it had little chains thar connected in the middle. He also wore somewhat tight black jeans. His feet were bare because he didnt feel the need. All natural felt fine with him. His face was what had change the most, it looked as if he had he had aged a few more years than he actually did. Plus his eyes held no color except for a dark, almost black green color, they looked as if they had seen to much for one his age, but they also held great and terrible power. His scar was gone from his forhead, he didnt really like it, it had brought many painful things so he covered it with a strong glamour charm. He could have gotten rid of it easily, but he figured it could be useful. There was a scar he kept showing next to his left eye, it was about an inch and a half long going vertically from his eye up, he had gotten that from the fight between him and Kain. His ears were also a bit pointier than a normal humans, but not to noticeable, and he had three silver hoop earings in each ear. Lastly was his mouth, nothing to different there, he just had two peircings coming out of his bottom lip (a/n think David Draiman from disturbed.) but inside his lips were razor sharp teeth that at the moment were clutching a cigarette, he found it calmed him down. He didnt need to worry about cancer, the demon side of him and his magic made sure of that.

He looked, if nothing else, to be a bad ass. Which he was, he wont deny it, he was strong, really strong. But right now he was paceing back and forth, waiting for his farewell party to arrive.

'Damn it, theyre late. They know the spell keeping some of my aura, is about to wear off.' At that exact moment he saw Lou, Kain, and a few other demons hed made friends with finally showed up. They were carrying a few things that looked like presents. Lou, who seemed a bit out of breath, was the first to speak.

"Sorry were late, but you forgot a few things." He somehow managed to make this seem like Harrys fault, but than again that seemed to be what he was made to do. Lou reached over to where Harrys red twin gaurds were holding something that was apparently really heavy, and covered in a sheet. Lou picked it up without any effort and handed it to Harry who grabbed it as it was feather light. He took off the sheet to reveal his weapon of choice. It didnt really have a name, because it was basically a havy metal ball that was just a bit bigger than a basketball, on a long metal stick about as tall as Harry. It was charmed to never break, dent, or scratch. Since it didnt really have a name, he just called it Attero.

"Oh crap, that wouldve sucked if I had forgotten him. Thanks." He didnt sound to worried, and he wasnt. Harry knew they would have grabbed Attero if he had forgotten, which is why he left it behind. Just to piss them off. He figured that was it, so he was about to say his last good byes when Kain told him to take of his jacket and turn around. Harry knew what he was going to do, so he just stayed silent when Kain brought up his clawed hand and slammed his nails directly into the middle of his back. He didnt even cringe. Didnt have to, hed been through much, much worse. At first nothing happenend, then slowly black ink started to swirl around his fingers, part of it broke off. It slowly made its way to the small of his back were it twisted around until it formed in small gothic letters:"Satans Little Helper" He had to have a little fun, but knew Harry would appreciate it .Then directly under his nails a Ying Yang symbol formed, because that was what Harry was. The middle of light and dark, good and evil, he was the balancer, the grey. Than at the very top of his back in the same bold gothic letters, his nickname, which the demons had given him appeared, a name which in meaning was quite dark, a name that would put fear into the hearts of the people that had wronged him. His name was:"FAUST"

Kain pulled his hand out and wiped the blood off. Normally he would have licked it off, but with Faust you didnt know what would happen, so he didnt take the chance. When he looked at Harrys back, it had already healed itself. All that was left was Harry and Lou, who were staring at each other, one waiting for the other to make a move. They just stared at the one person they truly considered a brother for the past two years. They couldnt take it, and as one moved to the other and gave the other manly hug, because, it was after all, the devil and his ultimate warrior. After a warm moment they broke apart. They just stared at each other again, when Lou started to talk Harry in the most serious voice anyone had heard him use, in his long life.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?" He was somewhat curious as to why his friend was so sedated.

"What Iam about to tell you I tell you in complete seriousness. First thing take care of the Dursleys, if you know what I mean." Harry mimicked Lous trademark grin, he knew what to do."Secondly, destroy all your enemies: Voldemort and his death eathers, Dumbledore and his spies, icluding Ron and Hermione." Lou stopped for a second, he could feel the enchanment starting to fall apart. "Alright, its time for you to go, but before you do I must tell you something that I feel you must do no matter what." Harry leaned in closer, he wanted to know his mentors last wishes before he left. "You need to get laid, seriously your to damn up tight, loosen up." Harry thought he heard wrong, but seeing the grins on everybodies faces, he knew Lou was serious about this. He burst out laughing.

"Ill try my hardest Luci." Then seeing the pissed off look on Lous face, and the grins from everybody elses face, he started to fly up to the hole that would transport him back to the Dursleys and his true fight. The last thing he heard before entering his room were shouts of good luck.

It had been a while since hed been here, although in reality it had only been five minutes. When he looked at the clock, sure enough it said 5:08. He chuckled to himself Lou reallknew what he was doing, that was a bit suprising. He looked at his bed, it was crappy compared to the bed he had been sleeping in gor the past two years. He didnt really care though, his training had been tiring and a bed was a bed. Harry placed Attero down, making the floor boards grown under its immence weight. The second his head touched his pillow he was out. His last thoughts being...

'Tomorrow is gonna be fun.'

Authors Note

So that was my first chapter of my first story. I just want to say, no Iam not religious I dont go to church or anything like that. I just never heard a story where Harry meets the devil so I figured why not do so.Plus I wanted to see a demon Harry story. I also hope I have not offended people with the way the devil and God were portrayed in my story. I only made the devil this nice because it better suited the story. I highly doubt the devil is actually so nice. But if I did offend, all I can say is sorry, my bad.

Well I hope you enjoyed, please review and tell me what you think. Next chapter Harry will deal with the Dursleys and when the real action begins yay

Acceptus Ut Infinitas- Welcome to eternity

Messor-Reaper

Attero-Destroy

Yet again r/r please. Yours truly,

Bootz David Draiman

David Draiman

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