Chapter One
23rd June 1998, Riddle Manor, Little Hangleton
Harry Potter hummed the lullaby that his beloved often sung to his ears softly as his tears wet his eyes and cheeks. His black robe drenched and smell of blood either of his enemies or his loved ones. Currently he is hiding from the Light side in the Riddle Manor. A manor once belong to his beloved. Harry knew that he is dying because of the severed soul bond between him and his beloved as he die a few days ago keep torturing him. He could feel his life slowly fading away. The only thing that keep him going is his need of veangence that burning his blood and magic. He would not die just like that. No he will not let himself die without knowing that the Light side would pay for every misery and pain that he felt. He would not let his beloved died in vain. After so many sacrifices, he will not allowed it to happen. His need to avenge his beloved, his loved ones is more powerful than anything. This desperation that he felt filled the blank deep hole in his heart. He will not let his beloved and loved ones died for nothing. The Light side will suffer, they should suffer, not him. His tears flowed easily as the pain in his heart intensified in seconds.
"Harry"
Harry tilted his head to the Potion Master as he heard his silken voice.
"It's ready", without another word Severus Snape helped the weakened boy to a large white cobblestone altar that full with runes written in blood. A black cauldron that filled with light purple coloured potion not far from the altar, boiled shows that it's ready for the next step.
Severus laid down Harry Potter with care as the boy continued to cry and humming the lullaby to himself. He walked to the cauldron and added Harry Potter's tear and blood in the potion before the potion colour changed to shimmering gold. He quickly poured the potion in a crystallized goblet and went back to the dying boy.
"Harry, you must drink this".
Severus helped the boy up to drink the potion. He watched Harry drink the potion slowly as they felt someone taking down the wards around the manor. Fear gripped his heart as he knew that they had found them. Quicker than he expected but they were found. He knew they had to do this quickly before the wards falls down. As Harry finished the potion, he forced the stuborn boy lay down or their plan would fail. The anger in Harry's emerald eyes was shown.
"Listen to me foolish boy. If you want your avengeance you will not foiled this plan. Do you understand me? For once in your life listen to me. You're dying. You will not fight for now. There would be a chance for that later. You would get through this ritual. You will not waste the chance that I gave to you. Then, you should have your revenge", Severus onyx eyes burned like hell fire as he forced the holly wand to the boy hand. His words spoken with desperate determination for Harry to go through what they had plan.
"What will happen to you, professor?", asked Harry softly.
"I shall distract them to give you enough time" Severus glared at the dying boy as he continued. "We know that only one person can go through the ritual. We also know only you powerful enough to actually survive this. So, don't feel guilty about it. I know that I would die today and I will die with dignity. Even if that's mean I had to protect you".
As Severus said his last word, they felt the wards fall down.
"Thank you for everything", said Harry softly as he watched his protector since he enter the wizarding world left. He look at his wand lovingly. Outside the walls that protect him, he could hear the fight between his enemies and his last ally. He know he should not waste the time any longer. With very little strenght left, he calls every last bit of his magic and active the ritual.