A/N: Hmmm... first time I tried to start something like this...
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, or a bunch of things would've changed eue
Voldemort was confused.
This new alliance with the Boy Who Lived to Frustrate Him was... strange, so to say.
Why indeed.
The Death Eaters were confused, Nagini was confused, the Dark Lord Voldemort was confused... Everyone on the Dark Side was confused. Hmm...
Voldemort sat, in all his snake-ified glory, on his throne at the end of the overly long table, elbows resting against the able in a casual bored manner, hands resting against his jaw line. His blood red eyes settled on each Death Eater, making them squirm uncomfortably in their seats.
The reason for the Death Eaters' confusion? The Dark Lord was behaving in a very unusual manner. He was too.. relaxed. So was Nagini for that matter. She was currently draped over some poor kids' lap, who had a mess of tousled black hair, high cheekbones, full lips. He was tiny. The boy, they didn't recognize, but suddenly Severus Snape paled and choked slightly.
"Potter, what in the world are you doing here?!"
The head jerked up in surprise, revealing sharp eyes that were completely green, with cat-like pupils. His bangs flopped to the side, revealing a faint lightning bolt scar.
"Toooooom." the boy complained. "I thought I wasn't to be here when your Death Munchers pranced around."
"Of course you were, idiot." the Dark Lord muttered.
"Don't act like a- oooh I know!" Potter's eyes became sharp, glinting so ferociously the Death Eaters shivered slightly. An evil grin spread over his face- one Professor Snape did not want.
"Potter." Snape warned, but he was suddenly given a baleful glare from the Dark Lord himself.
His hissed behind his shoulder, his grin turning maniacal, eyes gleaming like a cat's.
"Noctum!" A large snake nearly identical to Nagini, except for being clearly pitch black, slithered from behind Lucius Malfoy's chair, looking strangely put out. "Sorry Nagini, but I'm going to play a prank on the magical world! Wish me luck Tom!"
The wide grin Potter was sporting on his face made Voldemort pale significantly. "Child don't you dare- Muuurmuuurrooo don't goo!" The Dark Lord actually looked like he was pouting slightly.
"Bye y'al!" Potter dashed out of the room, the snake changing into a beautiful black dove frantically, before flapping its wings madly to settle on the boy's shoulder. "Murmuro's loose!"
The Light side was in an uproar.
Where was their Boy Who Lived?
The boy in question was grinning massively, twitching his hand every now and then. Numerous rings flickered in and out of the blue on his hand. Peverell. Ravenclaw. Slytherin (he was the new Lord, as Tom didn't want to deal with all the political stuff now he was an awesome dark lord). Potter. Black. Prince (for some reason Eileen Snape left it in her will to go to the Potter heir.) Gryffindor. Comte de Forbidden.
Harry mentally cackled.
He was going to have so much fun.