Chapter One: Lies
Summary: Canon up to and including the death of Sirius (Sorry!) Based off the song 'Danger, Keep Away' by Slipknot. When Sirius dies Harry's world collapses around him, the last link to his family dead. However, when Voldemort appears invading his mind and he changes everything. What does it have to do with Dumbledore? Pre-Slash (At the moment) Bashing
Devastated emerald eyes watched as the only family he had left fell through the talking archway, watching as his pseudo-father's eyes closed, a peaceful smile spreading over his stressed wrinkled face, at peace for the first time since his parent's death. Harry could hear nothing happening around him as the fight continued except the chant of 'I killed Sirius Black!' and demented cackles from Bellatrix Lestrange as she slipped away through a hidden corridor, away from the two fighting orders.
He followed her trembling with pent up rage and sadness. He turned corner after corner, following her endless chanting and laughing through the endless maze of the ministry. Finally, he closed in on her in the lobby, her chanting broken by her wild manic like cackles getting louder as he turned the final corner. He saw only red as his eyes fell on the crazy Black women.
"Crucio." He whispered in the ultimate rage, watching as she collapsed screaming and convulsing in curse induced pain. A wicked smile of satisfaction crossed his lips. Oh, her screams were like sweet music to his abused ears. She would pay for taking away his father.
"Avada-…" A pained gasp escaped his lips, cutting the curse short from its life ending goal. A blood stained wand fell from his even bloodier hands as they flew to his scarred forehead. Squeezing his eyes shut in an attempt to block out the blinding pain, the raven tried to pick up his dropped wand. He knew their master was there and in close proximity to his location if the amount of pain was anything to go by.
'Harry'
He knew that voice, it was like a dream.
'Harry'
Eyes opened, letting a sliver of bright emerald search for the trigger of the pain. He growled watching as Bellatrix flooed away, fear written plainly on her face as she looked not at him but over his shoulder. Trying to lock the pain of his scar away in the deepest pits of his mind, he turned to see his… worst enemy?
It couldn't be Voldemort, could it? Standing behind him was not the snake-man hybrid, but this gorgeous Adonis like creature out of the fairy tale books he used to read as a kid. This hauntingly gorgeous, prince charming had soft-looking raven waves that fell into blood-stained ruby red eyes. His sharp cheekbones only added to his aristocratic appearance. He looked to only be a few years older than Harry and just a few inches taller. A black robe hung from his thin but muscular shoulders and waved in an unfelt wind. He took a step closer to the imposing but beautiful figure unable to contain himself.
'Harry'
The voice whispered again, and he knew it was coming from the young man standing not far from him. Emerald eyes could not look away from the ruby gems and slowly he felt himself slip into the older raven's impenetrable mind.
Harry knew who stood before him, but he didn't want to believe it. Mesmerized by those eyes, he couldn't look away, even though he knew he should. He slipped further in and watched as a lifetime of memories flashed by him, slipping slowly further into his enemy's mind. He saw some plans for the future of the wizarding world and for Harry himself. This evil man's thoughts and memories were leading to more questions than answers. How could this be happening? Just as he thought he would be lost forever in this maze like mind with more questions than anything, he stopped and stared at what was playing out before him. It just confused him more than before.
He came back to himself, red eyes coming back into sharp focus, closer than what they were before. And was that concern he saw? It didn't matter, because the rage before could not hold a match to what he was feeling now. How could that bastard do this to him? Was it even true?
'I'll see you soon, my little serpent.' The same soft, deep voice whispered as he disappeared from view, the Minister and aurors finally showing up, witnessing the disappearing Dark Lord. Dumbledore watched as the now serpent-man disappeared, an odd glint lingering in his blue eyes.
Author Note: I know I haven't updated Truth but I need some inspiration for this next chapter. I kinda have writer's block for this chapter. I just figure how I want to write it. I'm sorry everyone, but here is a new short little story to enjoy while I figure everything out. I am planning for this to only be a few chapters long, but if I get a lot of reviews asking for the continuation to full slash then I will continue to post a few more chapters, but that's only if you readers want it. Thank you.
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