1 ?Harry Potter and the kin of the dark lord?
Disclaimers: All the characters, spells, names, and places aren't mine 'cept Lena and a few spells. The other things belong to J.K Rowling and Warner Bros.
(Hey.this is the very first fanfic I've posted at this site.reviews please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?
All right.I'll start the story.with chapter one. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Chapter 1. A Welcome Stranger.
He apparated in the room. Brave and cold-hearted as they say he was, he could not shake off the feeling that this may be the last time he will set his feet in this room again. Or perhaps he was just being paranoid. He walked towards the fireplace where green flames danced threatening. There was also an armchair besides the fire and a snake curled up next to it. Just another step and he would reach the chair.
"Ah, yet again you return to me Severus." The voice came from the chair. And he, Professor Severus Snape; the potions master in the school of Hogwarts, took the last step forward. "Master." was all that passed his lips before the figure on the armchair raised his wand. "Crucio!" the icy cold voice whispered barely audible. Snape stifled a cry caused by the pain. The figure on the armchair lowered his wand and stood up. Dark hood covered his face, making it impossible to read his expression. Only his blood red eyes glowed from underneath the hood.
"Severus, Severus" He said shaking his head. "I trust you know what was at risk before coming back to me?" "Of course, master. How could I not?" Snape stated in his shaky voice. The hooded figure watched Snape intently, or what seemed like it, before speaking again. "Now that you're here, Severus, perhaps you could tell me exactly why you killed in the Lestranges?" "My lord, I had to make sure Dumbledore did not suspect me. He was there. I had to play along." "Do not fool Lord Voldemort! Crucio!" came the cold voice. Snape fell to the floor writhing in pain. "Get up. For he knows." continued Voldemort almost inaudible. "I know."
"My lord.please.Give me another chance. I have found her and freed her from Azkaban. And made sure the all things went according to the plan. If all things go the way it if suppose to, you will finally get what you always wanted.the order of the phoenix." "Ah.is that so? And Harry Potter? Have you removed the protection spell from his relatives?" "Of course my lord. All has been done." Voldemort's eyes pierced into Snape's perhaps searching for the lie in his words. "Severus.I shall give you another chance.if the plans go wrong and when I find out that you are behind it, you will be wishing I had killed you right now." "You are merciful my lord. I am truly loyal to you." "We shall see, Severus.we all shall see. You may leave. Snape disapparates and Voldemort look at the spot Snape once stood regret crossing his face.
Far away, on Privet Drive, a boy named Harry Potter was writing furiously on an piece of parchment under his bed sheets. Oblivious to the threat surrounding him. Right now, there was two more months until September first and he really wanted to finish his summer homework really early.
He had indeed finished all except the potion's essay and the defense against the dark arts essay, the one he was writing right now. Harry looked at the topic wearily. It read, 'Explain about the three unforgivable curses in one-half or more rolls of parchment' Harry was close to finishing it. He just needed another paragraph to end it. He was now writing about the killing curse. Avada Kedavra, the curse that killed his parents and gave Harry his scar. The curse that killed his once friend. Cedric Diggory. Harry allowed his mind to wonder off. To the dark lord, Voldemort. Harry shivered remembering their last encounter only too well. The surrounding Death Eaters and how Harry barely escaped by Priori Incantatem. The meeting that cost Cedric his life and Harry's sleep. He sighed. He would write about the Death Eaters and the dark times and just how popular the unforgivable were among them. To torture and kill both wizards and muggles alike.
For a while, it was silent except for the scratching of his quills. Finally, Harry stretched and tucked his quill, ink ,and essay under the loose floorboard. This year, realized Harry, they would take their O.W.L.s and prefects will be chosen. Prefects.that reminded Harry about a certain girl. Hermione.if she didn't get chosen as a prefect, he didn't know who would. And Harry couldn't help but secretly hope that he'll be chosen too. Harry didn't know what time it was since his wristwatch was broken by staying too long under water. But he could see the slight traces of dawn on the night sky. Harry sighed and went to get some well-deserved sleep.
"Albus, we have to bring him here. It's too dangerous for him since the spell was lifted. Besides, he needs to be prepared." "Severus.I suppose you are right." said the older man worried. "It's urgent. He'll need to know what he is up against." Albus Dumbledore sighed and spoke wearily at the younger man glaring at him. "All right, Severus, who'll teach him then?" "I suppose I'll have to since I am the part of the inner circle."
"Albus, do you really think that it's wise to let Snape teach Harry?" asked Sirius Black. Snape glared at him. "Now, now, Sirius, I'm sure that Severus is quiet capable of teaching him. Sirius, instead I'm pretty sure you'd like to bring Harry back?" "Of course. Snape just has a way with Harry that makes Harry hate him. And I'm sure Harry wouldn't like to be provoked right now." Snape looked downright speechless and glared at him once again. "All right, Sirius, go and bring back Harry."
Sirius let out a laugh as soon as he left Dumbledore's office. Seeing Snape speechless was a rare treat for him. This year, he, Sirius Black, was going to make sure Snape didn't bother Harry. And he was going to enjoy doing it. He let out a chuckle as he walked through the Great Hall.
Harry sat in his room, alone, with Hedgwig in her cage. This summer Durselys didn't bother Harry at all. He sighed and decided to pack some of his stuff. That way it would be easier for him to pack two months later. Besides, he liked his room at least clear of his stuff.
Harry sighed as his eyes landed on Snape's essay. It was about truth potions and was suppose to be two rolls of parchment! Harry smiled wryly remembering how Snape once threatened him with the veritaserum. That was the good old days. Nothing to worry about except Snape, quidditch, and the Slytherins. Now Harry had to worry about when he will once again meet his worst nightmare, Lord Voldemort.
Harry's room was clean, at least of his things, in less than fifteen minutes. Harry sighed. It was going to be another boring day. Just then, the doorbell rang. Having nothing better to do, Harry slid downstairs carefully avoiding the creaky step. "Who is it!" came the booming voice of Uncle Vernon. Nothing could have prepared Harry for the voice he heard as the door was opened. "Does Harry Potter live here?"
"Sirius!" Harry heard himself yell as he flew downstairs in his godfather's arms. He hugged his only true family never letting go. Here was Sirius! With a new cloak and looking very healthy indeed! "I've missed you too, Harry, but do you mind letting me go?" "Oh.yeah." Harry released Sirius looking sheepish. "I've come to take Harry away. I would have come sooner but I was once framed for a murder I didn't do so I had to be on the run. Now that my name is cleared, I've come to take Harry to a better place." explained his godfather to his not-so-pleasant-uncle. "Harry, go and get your stuff. I would like to talk to your uncle."
Harry nodded and skipped up the stairs and grabbed his packs and Hedgwig. He nearly flew down the stairs in joy. When he got down, Uncle Vernon was nowhere to be seen. Only Sirius grinned at him and helped Harry get his stuff out the door.
When they got out of the house, Sirius said "All right Harry. I'm going to disapparate. Hold on to me." Harry nodded feverishly. Still shaken by this sudden appearance. With that Sirius raised his wand in the air. Disapparating was nothing like using a portkey. It was more liking jumping off a cliff. When Harry's feet finally reached the solid ground, he realized that he was at the gate of Hogwarts. The familiar horseless carriage was in front of them. Sirius helped Harry and his things on.
As soon as they got on, Harry bombed Sirius with millions of questions. "Sirius! How? Why are we in Hogwarts? Are you really cleared? Does that mean I can stay with you next summer? You look so much better, what happened?" Sirius chuckled seeing Harry's eager face. "All right Harry. I was cleared when the ministry caught Wormtail. He blabbed out everything with a little dose of truth potion. The reason we are in Hogwarts.you'll just have to ask Professor Dumbledore. Yes, Harry I am really cleared. I'm not sure if you can stay with me next summer. And Harry, I will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year and hopefully next year at Hogwarts. Does that answer all of your questions?" Harry slowly nodded as the carriage stopped.
Waiting for them at the entrance was none other than Albus Dumbledore.
All right folks.that's it for now.I'll post the next chapter as soon as I type it up. That's right, I've already written the whole story. (Waves a notebook) can't you see this? Hello?
Sorry 'bout that. Please review and tell me how you think about it.
Disclaimers: All the characters, spells, names, and places aren't mine 'cept Lena and a few spells. The other things belong to J.K Rowling and Warner Bros.
(Hey.this is the very first fanfic I've posted at this site.reviews please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?
All right.I'll start the story.with chapter one. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Chapter 1. A Welcome Stranger.
He apparated in the room. Brave and cold-hearted as they say he was, he could not shake off the feeling that this may be the last time he will set his feet in this room again. Or perhaps he was just being paranoid. He walked towards the fireplace where green flames danced threatening. There was also an armchair besides the fire and a snake curled up next to it. Just another step and he would reach the chair.
"Ah, yet again you return to me Severus." The voice came from the chair. And he, Professor Severus Snape; the potions master in the school of Hogwarts, took the last step forward. "Master." was all that passed his lips before the figure on the armchair raised his wand. "Crucio!" the icy cold voice whispered barely audible. Snape stifled a cry caused by the pain. The figure on the armchair lowered his wand and stood up. Dark hood covered his face, making it impossible to read his expression. Only his blood red eyes glowed from underneath the hood.
"Severus, Severus" He said shaking his head. "I trust you know what was at risk before coming back to me?" "Of course, master. How could I not?" Snape stated in his shaky voice. The hooded figure watched Snape intently, or what seemed like it, before speaking again. "Now that you're here, Severus, perhaps you could tell me exactly why you killed in the Lestranges?" "My lord, I had to make sure Dumbledore did not suspect me. He was there. I had to play along." "Do not fool Lord Voldemort! Crucio!" came the cold voice. Snape fell to the floor writhing in pain. "Get up. For he knows." continued Voldemort almost inaudible. "I know."
"My lord.please.Give me another chance. I have found her and freed her from Azkaban. And made sure the all things went according to the plan. If all things go the way it if suppose to, you will finally get what you always wanted.the order of the phoenix." "Ah.is that so? And Harry Potter? Have you removed the protection spell from his relatives?" "Of course my lord. All has been done." Voldemort's eyes pierced into Snape's perhaps searching for the lie in his words. "Severus.I shall give you another chance.if the plans go wrong and when I find out that you are behind it, you will be wishing I had killed you right now." "You are merciful my lord. I am truly loyal to you." "We shall see, Severus.we all shall see. You may leave. Snape disapparates and Voldemort look at the spot Snape once stood regret crossing his face.
Far away, on Privet Drive, a boy named Harry Potter was writing furiously on an piece of parchment under his bed sheets. Oblivious to the threat surrounding him. Right now, there was two more months until September first and he really wanted to finish his summer homework really early.
He had indeed finished all except the potion's essay and the defense against the dark arts essay, the one he was writing right now. Harry looked at the topic wearily. It read, 'Explain about the three unforgivable curses in one-half or more rolls of parchment' Harry was close to finishing it. He just needed another paragraph to end it. He was now writing about the killing curse. Avada Kedavra, the curse that killed his parents and gave Harry his scar. The curse that killed his once friend. Cedric Diggory. Harry allowed his mind to wonder off. To the dark lord, Voldemort. Harry shivered remembering their last encounter only too well. The surrounding Death Eaters and how Harry barely escaped by Priori Incantatem. The meeting that cost Cedric his life and Harry's sleep. He sighed. He would write about the Death Eaters and the dark times and just how popular the unforgivable were among them. To torture and kill both wizards and muggles alike.
For a while, it was silent except for the scratching of his quills. Finally, Harry stretched and tucked his quill, ink ,and essay under the loose floorboard. This year, realized Harry, they would take their O.W.L.s and prefects will be chosen. Prefects.that reminded Harry about a certain girl. Hermione.if she didn't get chosen as a prefect, he didn't know who would. And Harry couldn't help but secretly hope that he'll be chosen too. Harry didn't know what time it was since his wristwatch was broken by staying too long under water. But he could see the slight traces of dawn on the night sky. Harry sighed and went to get some well-deserved sleep.
"Albus, we have to bring him here. It's too dangerous for him since the spell was lifted. Besides, he needs to be prepared." "Severus.I suppose you are right." said the older man worried. "It's urgent. He'll need to know what he is up against." Albus Dumbledore sighed and spoke wearily at the younger man glaring at him. "All right, Severus, who'll teach him then?" "I suppose I'll have to since I am the part of the inner circle."
"Albus, do you really think that it's wise to let Snape teach Harry?" asked Sirius Black. Snape glared at him. "Now, now, Sirius, I'm sure that Severus is quiet capable of teaching him. Sirius, instead I'm pretty sure you'd like to bring Harry back?" "Of course. Snape just has a way with Harry that makes Harry hate him. And I'm sure Harry wouldn't like to be provoked right now." Snape looked downright speechless and glared at him once again. "All right, Sirius, go and bring back Harry."
Sirius let out a laugh as soon as he left Dumbledore's office. Seeing Snape speechless was a rare treat for him. This year, he, Sirius Black, was going to make sure Snape didn't bother Harry. And he was going to enjoy doing it. He let out a chuckle as he walked through the Great Hall.
Harry sat in his room, alone, with Hedgwig in her cage. This summer Durselys didn't bother Harry at all. He sighed and decided to pack some of his stuff. That way it would be easier for him to pack two months later. Besides, he liked his room at least clear of his stuff.
Harry sighed as his eyes landed on Snape's essay. It was about truth potions and was suppose to be two rolls of parchment! Harry smiled wryly remembering how Snape once threatened him with the veritaserum. That was the good old days. Nothing to worry about except Snape, quidditch, and the Slytherins. Now Harry had to worry about when he will once again meet his worst nightmare, Lord Voldemort.
Harry's room was clean, at least of his things, in less than fifteen minutes. Harry sighed. It was going to be another boring day. Just then, the doorbell rang. Having nothing better to do, Harry slid downstairs carefully avoiding the creaky step. "Who is it!" came the booming voice of Uncle Vernon. Nothing could have prepared Harry for the voice he heard as the door was opened. "Does Harry Potter live here?"
"Sirius!" Harry heard himself yell as he flew downstairs in his godfather's arms. He hugged his only true family never letting go. Here was Sirius! With a new cloak and looking very healthy indeed! "I've missed you too, Harry, but do you mind letting me go?" "Oh.yeah." Harry released Sirius looking sheepish. "I've come to take Harry away. I would have come sooner but I was once framed for a murder I didn't do so I had to be on the run. Now that my name is cleared, I've come to take Harry to a better place." explained his godfather to his not-so-pleasant-uncle. "Harry, go and get your stuff. I would like to talk to your uncle."
Harry nodded and skipped up the stairs and grabbed his packs and Hedgwig. He nearly flew down the stairs in joy. When he got down, Uncle Vernon was nowhere to be seen. Only Sirius grinned at him and helped Harry get his stuff out the door.
When they got out of the house, Sirius said "All right Harry. I'm going to disapparate. Hold on to me." Harry nodded feverishly. Still shaken by this sudden appearance. With that Sirius raised his wand in the air. Disapparating was nothing like using a portkey. It was more liking jumping off a cliff. When Harry's feet finally reached the solid ground, he realized that he was at the gate of Hogwarts. The familiar horseless carriage was in front of them. Sirius helped Harry and his things on.
As soon as they got on, Harry bombed Sirius with millions of questions. "Sirius! How? Why are we in Hogwarts? Are you really cleared? Does that mean I can stay with you next summer? You look so much better, what happened?" Sirius chuckled seeing Harry's eager face. "All right Harry. I was cleared when the ministry caught Wormtail. He blabbed out everything with a little dose of truth potion. The reason we are in Hogwarts.you'll just have to ask Professor Dumbledore. Yes, Harry I am really cleared. I'm not sure if you can stay with me next summer. And Harry, I will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year and hopefully next year at Hogwarts. Does that answer all of your questions?" Harry slowly nodded as the carriage stopped.
Waiting for them at the entrance was none other than Albus Dumbledore.
All right folks.that's it for now.I'll post the next chapter as soon as I type it up. That's right, I've already written the whole story. (Waves a notebook) can't you see this? Hello?
Sorry 'bout that. Please review and tell me how you think about it.