Chapter One: A Taste of Darkness

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"Boy!" Vernon called. "Get down here and get your supper and take out the garbage."

Harry sighed and sat up in his bed. He felt raw inside. His godfather, Sirius Black was dead. He was murdered by Bellatrix Lenstrange. Harry was enraged at the time and only wanted revenge. He wanted to kill Bellatrix to fulfill his feelings of revenge. Harry got his revenge; he followed Bellatrix into the atrium and hit her with the Cruciatus Curse. She was only under it for a few moments when the curse lifted because there wasn't enough hate behind it. Bellatrix said that he needed to mean the Curse. He cast it again and this time he meant it and Bellatrix's screams filled the atrium. Harry then cancelled the Crucio and then he wanted her to die. He wanted to kill her for killing his godfather. Then Harry pointed his wand at Bellatrix again and his lips curled into a twisted smile as he spoke the two most feared words in the Wizarding world. "Avada Kedavra!" And the jet of green light blasted out of his wand and hit Bellatrix square in the chest and she died instantly.

Harry now looked back at the incident and thought it felt good when he casted the killing curse and Killed Bellatrix. He felt different ever since he killed her. He felt that something deep inside him was damaged.

There was a tap on the window and Harry looked over across his room and saw that an owl was trying to get in his room. Harry walked over to the window and opened it. The owl flew in and dropped the daily prophet onto his bed and landed on top of his desk. Harry sighed and pulled five Knuts out of his pocket and pushed them into the small leather pouch on the owl's leg. Then the owl took off through the window. Harry picked up the paper and saw the Headline.

Dumbledore Reinstated Hogwarts Headmaster

Harry's blood boiled at the thought of Dumbledore. He hated the old coot now. Dumbledore has been manipulating him since he was born. He wanted revenge on the two wizards that had ruined his life. He wanted to kill Voldemort for killing his parents and he wanted to kill Dumbledore for leaving him with the Dursleys and keeping very important information from him. Dumbledore had only just told him about the prophecy. The prophecy that made him targeted by Lord Voldemort. "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 equal, but he will have 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 ..."Harry couldn't believe that Dumbledore would keep something so important from him for so long. Harry wanted to break away from the two wizards that have been running his life and get his revenge. He was very sad that Sirius was killed, because of Voldemort, and Dumbledore for not explaining the visions he got. But he liked the feeling of casting the unforgivable curses on another person. It gave him a sense of power that he never had before. He wouldn't be manipulated by Dumbledore anymore and he wouldn't worry about killing Voldemort right away. He will go somewhere where they have no control of what is happening and then he will plot on how to get his revenge.

Harry was jerked out of his musings when Vernon yelled "What are you waiting for, Boy! Get down here now and do your chores!"

Harry smiled to himself at the thought of doing the chores because he was now able to do magic outside of Hogwarts and be underage. He was now able to because he decided to be manipulative like Dumbledore. When he and the old coot were discussing the prophecy and talking about what is to happen next for him and his so called "destiny". Harry asked Dumbledore if he could enchant him so that none of his underage magic could be detected by the Ministry so that he could practice Occulmency and train over the holidays. Dumbledore really didn't want to do something like that but he had caused Harry great pain and he should not have withheld the prophecy from him of so long. So Dumbledore put a spell on Harry that would make all the underage magic Harry does undetectable until he removes it, or when Harry turns seventeen. Harry did need as much training as possible and Dumbledore was glad that he could help him. Even though it was against Wizarding law.

So Harry went downstairs without complaint and ate his supper, which was only a lettuce sandwich without mayonnaise. Harry ate the sandwich and then he went outside to the garbage box. Harry took out his wand and used a feather light charm on the garbage box and easily rolled it to the end of the drive way. After he was done all his chores, which only took him ten minutes to the usual two hours without magic. He then went back into the house and upstairs to his room. Harry had been practicing various spells to train himself. He had read about how to do Apparation in a book and he thought that he should try it despite the risks. There was also a spell available to be casted on a room so that any splinches that occurred within the room would right themselves. The spell was used by wizards and witches living by themselves and wanted to practice Apparation without having to have someone there to reverse the splices that could happen.

So that night Harry began to practice apperation. He practiced the three D's. Destination, Determination, and Deliberation. So Harry casted the spell on the room to make sure that any splinches that could and probably would happen, would be reversed. Harry then started to practice to Disapparate and Apparate without much success. He was really just turning around in circles. Harry was able to Apparate and Disapparate in the house where Voldemort and his death eaters couldn't because of the enchantment on the house. It stopped anyone that wants to do Harry harm. Since Harry wasn't planning on hurting himself, or rather not planning to hurt himself on purpose he was able to Apparate and do any kind of magic in his house. Finally after an hour of constant turning and concentrating on Apparating a few feet he finally did so but left a couple of his fingers behind and the resulting crack was loud enough to wake the dead.

Well the loud crack didn't wake the dead but it woke his Uncle Vernon who came barging into his room yelling "HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO PRATICE MAGIC IN THIS HOUSE!" Vernon yelled at him some more and insulting him and his powers and finally went back to his room and slammed his door behind him.

Harry was angry at his Uncle for insulting him and his magical powers and he wanted to show him how much of a mistake to treat him the way that they had been for his whole life. He will get his revenge on the Dursleys for all the pain that they had caused him. He will show them how unwise it was to piss off a wizard. Harry went back to practicing apperation but first put quiet charms on the walls and does. He practiced for two more hours and finally managed to Apparate once without splinching himself but couldn't repeat it again. He went to bed exhausted.

Harry woke in the morning from the sunlight shining through the window and an owl delivering a letter from his friends. Harry got out his bead and crossed the room and opened the window and Hermione's owl flew into his room and dropped the letter on his bed and then flew out of the window without landing. Harry picked up the letter and opened it.

Dear Harry:

I know you must feel bad about what happed at the ministry but don't dwell on it ok. Its not your fault that Sirius died.

Harry thought that was stupid sentiment because he knew that it was Dumbledore's and Voldemorts fault that Sirius was dead.

I know you probably hate me and Ron right now but please forgive us. We had no choice. Dumbledore made us promise not to tell you... I' m sorry Harry, and so is Ron.

Your friend, Hermione.

Harry tore the letter to pieces and cursed his friends under his breath. He hated them now. They betrayed him, they kept information from him, that could have saved Sirius. Dumbledore told Ron and Hermione about the prophecy and about the connection between Harry's and Voldemorts mind and that he might use Harry to get the Prophecy from the Department of Mysteries. He told them that and to keep an eye on him just in case he had sudden mood changes or was seeing visions and try to persuade him from doing things because of the visions. They had been meeting with Snape in secret, and telling them all the information that they had found out. The only reason why they went with Harry to the Ministry is because they didn't want Harry to go there alone and they were told not to tell Harry about the prophecy or his connection with Voldemort under any circumstance. Also Harry told the that he checked that Sirius wasn't at his house so they thought the vision really happened because Harry saw Mr. Weasley get attacked and it really happened. That's why Hermione was so insentient that Harry learns Occlumency so that Voldemort wouldn't be able to plant false visions into Harry's mind. Dumbledore's stupid excuse for not telling Harry was because he thought that Voldemort could learn the prophecy from Harry and potentially learn information about himself through the connection with Harry. Hermione and Ron were never supposed to tell Harry that they knew what was going on and that he didn't. There were supposed to be loyal friends again after they went behind his back, but nothing ever works out the way you plan in the wizarding world.

Harry only found out about his friends deception at Kings Cross Station, when he went through the barrier from platform 9 and 3/4 quarters to meet up with the Dursleys. However the Dursleys weren't there waiting for him so Harry bade goodbyes to his friends and the rest of the Weasley's and walked into the parking lot to find the Dursleys car. When he didn't spot he rolled his trolley with all his stuff back into the station to find a payphone to call and ask where the hell they were. When he walked into the station he saw Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione talking quietly together. Harry looked at them suspiciously. He wondered what Dumbledore had to tell his friends and not Harry himself. He walked quietly up behind them and herd what they were saying.

Dumbledore looked at Hermione and Ron and said "Did Harry find out that you two knew everything that was going on this year?"

"Of course not." Ron said. "He had no idea that we already knew about the prophecy and what his visions meant."

"Good, if he knew, I would not like to think what he would do." Dumbledore said quietly. "And Hermione, I trust you did everything you could for him to learn Occlumency from Professor Snape?"

Hermione fidgeted a little and said "Yes but no matter how much I pestered him to set aside his differences with Snape and learn Occlumency but he wouldn't listen."

Harry was shocked at his friends and Dumbledore. How could Dumbledore have told them what the prophecy was and what his visions meant before telling him. He couldn't believe that Ron and Hermione went along with his plan. Hermione and Ron knew what was going on but no one ever bothered to tell harry what was going on even thought that if he knew what was going on then he wouldn't have fallen into Voldemorts trap and Sirius would still be alive. Now it was more that Dumbledore's fault that Sirius was dead. It was also Hermione and Ron's fault that he was dead. His anger bubbled up inside him and he clenched his fists in rage. But he merely turned around, grabbed his trolley and pushed it away towards the exit of the station. In his haste to get away from his so called friends he knocked over a garbage can with his trolley and the resulting crash made Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione look over at the source of the noise. They saw Harry hurriedly heading for the exit with a look of rage on his face.

Hermione almost fainted and said "Oh no, do you think he herd us?"

"He'll hate us forever if he did." Ron said gravely.

Dumbledore sighed and said "I think he did, and I think with everything that had happened to him. I do not like to think of what he is going to do." Dumbledore will have to find some way to repair the damage he had done to Harry.

Harry threw the ripped up letter onto the floor and thought about how stupid Hermione and Ron was if they thought that he would ever forgive them. Harry pushed his hatred of his "friends" out of his mind and started to practice Apparating.