Salazar Morfin Gaunt/Shadow Warlock
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter, J.K Rowling owns all of it. Please don't sue me. J
Rated:M(Very Little Language, Some Violence, A few Adult themes i.e neglect. Dark Harry, Powerful Harry. Manipulative Dumbledore.)
Parseltongue: "Hello my sslithhery friend."
Thoughts: (Why Does no one care about me)
Summary: This is an AU (Alternate Universe) where Voldermort heard a different Prophecy and took in Harry since he was abandoned at an Orphanage. He trains him until he goes to Hogwarts which he is sorted into the 5th House. Shadow. From there, he continues his First Year easily. Basically a Powerful, 5th House, Animagus, and Dark Harry. This does mention abuse in it. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE ABUSE DO NOT READ THIS.
Chapter 1: The night.
1 year ago, a dark wizard by the name of Tom Riddle or Voldermort heard of a prophecy.
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. 1 of 2 shall be born of the shadows. He shall have the power the dark lord knows not. But he will find the Shadows for help and control Darkness. The 2nd of the 1st will be born bathed into the light for he will be the chosen one to fight Darkness. But in the end Shadows will be born out of light.
Flash BACK
"LILY!" shouted James, "Ready? It is time for us to go to the order meeting!" James shouted from downstairs. "I'll be there in a minute! Let me tuck in the boys!" was shouted back. James turned towards his lifelong Best Friend, part of the Marauders, Wormtail. Wormtail may have been a weakling, but he was nice and loyal. Or so they thought. "Ok Wormtail, we will be back at around 8:00, have fun with Godric and Harry!" said James.
10 Minutes Later:
"My Lord, the Potters have left us alone and I know where they Hide." Squeaked Wormtail. "Good, Good Wormtail. Take me to the potters." The Darklord said watching Wormtail flinch when he said they resided in Godric's Hollow and the password was Padfoot is Not our Secret Keeper. It was such a stupid password really, he chuckled a dark laugh when he walked in. The cottage was bathed in Gold and Red. He walked into the Kitchen casting a powerful Incendio. The smell of smoke rose from the kitchen.
Walking up the stairs, he noticed many pictures, some of an older man, Raven black hair with Hazel Brown eyes. (I think James' eyes are Brown) then a portrait of a woman, she had Bright red hair, and Emerald Green eyes. She was holding two bundles of blankets. From what he could see, he noticed already Raven black hair, with the same green eyes as the woman. Then a bundle of red hair with hazel eyes. He was disgusted at the sight, walking up to the rooms he heard a voice. There were two cribs, one was a dark oak crib, he liked the color of the wood. Then he saw a sickly birch wood, not so much. He walked up to the eldest, Harry, and looked into his core, he saw pure darkness. It nerved him to see such power within the child. Voldermort knew this was the child of darkness in the prophecy. But to make sure he traveled over to the other child, he saw a weak core, less than a squib. But with the limited power, it was white. Not a blinding white, but a sickly white like the wood of the crib which he lay. Then Voldermort thought of a plan, (If I am to just take him, it would be hard for me to just say, "Hey, I am not your real parent." But, if I let things play out, give him my parseltongue powers, hopefully he will show it and be banished from the family, he will come to me and I can train him. Yes, this way I can destroy the light! Stupid Dumbledore. I already know Dumbledore found out a spell to block the curse, thanks to Severus I would of stopped myself killing the wrong child.) The Dark Lord strode over to the child of red, and pointed his wand at him, AVEDA KEDAVRA! But he didn't realize that Harry tried to get to his brother, he wished, he wished so hard that he could protect his brother. Not realizing what he did, he used accidental magic. The spell hit Harry, but rebounded on the Dark Lord. He was the Boy Who Lived. But no one knew that.
2 Years Later:
2 years after that fatal night, Dumbledore was sitting in his office musing to himself, (I wonder how the Chosen one, Godric Charlus Potter, The Boy Who Lived, is doing. Today is his Birthday, I know he is the chosen one of the prophecy, but what about the other boy? What's his name? Harvey? Harley? Harrison? Harry? Yes Harry, the best way to do this is get Harry to go dark so when Godric fails I can stop the next Dark Lord. Yes, it is for the Greater Good. I wonder how I can convince them Harry is dark. Oh well, why don't I drop off at the Potters?)
Dumbledore apparated with a gift in hand for Godric. The manor, was filled with people. Mostly friends and family, but there were co-workers, reports, many others. The sky was filled with Fireworks, there was a giant cake in the middle with: Happy 3rd Birthday GODRIC! Written in gold icing.
Suddenly, a scream rang throughout the halls of the manor. Godric was throwing a temper tantrum because his brother was sitting in the library reading. It annoyed him because he wasn't like the public, bowing before him. He toddled up, he was still three and couldn't walk, the door was ajar, inside was the 3 year old harry reading: Defense Against Curses and Hexes for Beginners.
Harry wasn't like Godric, he wasn't like anyone. Harry could talk in full sentences, he could stride confidently. It was odd. No one wanted to see a three year old do that. One thing that everyone especially didn't like, was the jade orbs he had. (Harry had emerald eyes before, but when Voldermort gave him Parseltongue, it changed his eye colors.) It looked as though Harry could see your soul and he would eat it any moment. Godric shivered at the thought, he waddled up to Harry and tried pushing him, Harry had very good reflexes and shot out of the seat and to a bookshelf. This got Godric even angrier, he wanted to throw the largest temper tantrum, he was so angry. Godric noticed that books started to rise, he wanted to burn them, he wanted Harry to burn. The books started moving towards Harry, they all started to have a red glow, then burst into flames. The giant flames moved closer, and closer to Harry. They soon started to burn him. Harry wanted water to come, cold wet water. Suddenly, a woosh was heard and water swept through the room, drowning the flames. By this time, James was worried and headed up to the Library. He saw water and fire everywhere. Then he saw his two sons, well son, he hated Harry. He had pure hatred for him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Both the twins looked at James and Godric was first to reply, "HE TRIED TO BURN ME! I WAS ANGRY BECAUSE HE DIDN'T SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND I CAME UP HERE AND BOOKS MOVED AND THEY CAUGHT FIRE AND BURNED ME. I WAS WISHING FOR WATER WHEN WATER TOOK OUT THE FIRE. HARRY HURT ME!" Godric yelled before fake crying. James had enough, he walked up to Harry and grabbed him by the collar of his neck, getting so angry, he wanted to slash, hit, and BURN his son. Suddenly, a book caught fire. James had an idea. He levitated the book and turned it into a pan of bacon and grease. He took the bacon out and poured the grease into Harry's eye and grabbed his face and pushing it into the fire. That was the first time Harry ever cried. It was not a scream, but a few tears.
That was the time, Harry new he hated his Family.
I am rewriting my chapters to something I like more! Thanks for your patience EVERYONE!
This is my first story, tell me what you think! Also, if anyone wants to Beta Read it, I would be glad for someone to do it! Thanks!
-Salazar Morfin Gaunt.