Authors Note: Yes I know I haven't updated Two Tortured Souls yet but
nobody reviews so I'm not updating till I get some reviews. Well I love
fanfiction always have and I especially like the ones that has Harry
becoming on bad and broody cause come on it's better then Harry being all
good noble and happy cause think about it you've lost everything so you
wouldn't give a shit anymore would you so. Well anyway I don't think I'm
going to put romance in this but if you want certain pairings or whatever
review or email me and I'll try my best so warnings: OOTP SPOILERS BIG TIME
IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHO DIES AND DON'T WANNA KNOW DO NOT READ THIS. SELF-
HARMING OF COURSE, BLOOD, GORE AND SWEARING YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
P.S thanks Alyssa for being my beta you rock girl!
Disclaimer: I own nothing I'm skint and broke and I have to save up for uni and not on law firms you know. This all belongs to J.K Rowling and the lyrics belong to Evanescence I'm not a fan but the lyrics fit this chapter you understand.
Summary: After the events of OOTP Harry becomes depressed and angry. He hates everybody and everything especially Dumbledore and he wants to make everybody suffer. He changes dramatically from the happy saviour of the world to a dark powerful wizard who could become more evil then Voldemort himself. (I'm not good at summaries).
I tried to kill the pain But only brought more I lay dying And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal I'm dying Prying Bleeding and screaming Am I too lost to be saved Am I too lost?
Evanescence, Tourniquet. **************************************************************************** **************************************************************
These words swirled around Harry's head as he sat on the sterile white
tiled floor of the bathroom, crimson red blood dripping down his arm
contrasting deeply with the white. Harry pushed the dagger in deeper,
tearing at the pale skin pouring more and more of this special elixir onto
the floor on which he sat. He smiled a serene and peaceful smile feeling as
if he was finally free from the pain he was feeling inside but he knew it
would have to end after all it wouldn't do to have the saviour of the world
dying and leaving them all to fight there own battles would it oh no.
Harry grinned sardonically as he thought this but pulled the knife out
of his arm anyway. He got some bandages out of the medicine cupboard in the
bathroom and wrapped it around the wound cutting of the blood flow. He then
cleaned up the bathroom floor and went to his room. His room had changed
significantly. It hadn't changed in size no it was still as poky as ever but
the old dusty gray walls had now changed to midnight black that had blood
red graffiti over it saying stuff like, DEATH, PAIN, BETRAYAL, LONELINESS.
He also had brought a CD player with gothic CD's and heavy rock and Linkin
Park type of music. He brought himself new clothes as well and when the
dreaded Dursley's asked where he got the money from he said,
"I know some rich people who are my friends so they paid for it and in
return I can let them come here when I go back to my freaky school and
torture you with magic," oh how Vernon Dursley had shouted at that so he had
the bars back on the window no proper food rations only bread, water and out
of date soup but the door wasn't locked because after all he needed to be
able to do the chores now didn't he.
Harry went to his broken wardrobe and got out black baggy jeans that
were supposed to be baggy, a black muscle t-shirt and black biker gloves. He
went to his chest of drawers and pulled out the pack of cigarettes residing
there. People had told him that it was bad for him and could kill him but he
thought why the fuck should he care he was going to die anyway by Voldemort's
hand so he wouldn't be around long enough to suffer the consequences of
cigarettes. He went to the window and looked out the full moon shining down
on the peaceful houses on Privet Drive. He put on his black steel toed
Doctor Martin boots and put on his black trench coat and walked out into the
night. He still kept his wand in his pocket because he never knew when a
dementor would be lurking about but if anybody else tried to attack him then
he would fight hand to hand not with his wand because this summer he had
trained himself to fight with his bare hands cause he knew that when the
fight with Voldemort would happen wands would be no use.
He walked to the park and sat on the floor under a great oak tree
thinking about everything that had happened in fifth year. He bent one knee
and rested his hurt arm on it. He looked up at the moon and thought about
Sirius his dead godfather. It was because of Harry he died and no matter how
many times people said it wasn't his fault he knew it was. After all if it
wasn't his bravery and hero antics then he wouldn't have rushed off to the
ministry and nearly got his friends killed and his godfather the only one
who cared about him because he was Harry and who Harry loved like a dad was
dead. Harry now had blood on his hands of which he could never get rid of.
Unshed tears shone in his emerald eyes but he would not let them fall he was
beyond that now and he knew tears would never bring the dead back to life.
He took a long drag of his fag felt some of the stress just melt away that
was one reason why he started to smoke. It didn't completely get rid of the
stress and the pain he felt so he went to self-harming and it freed him he
didn't care how many people said it was wrong he loved it because when he
watched the blood fall to the floor he was free.
He slowly stood up and was about to walk back home when he saw his fat
idiotic cousin coming towards him flanked by his ugly, asshole of friends.
"If it isn't the freak all alone not a smart thing to do," Dudley
Dursley laughed which made him sound even more of a pig.
"That's the thing Dudders the only smart one I see here is the birds in
the tree because you ARE a fucked up idiot who has to have mummy wiping his
arse," Harry replied he wasn't in the mood and he wanted to get Dudley to
leave otherwise he would do something he would regret later.
"You sound so tough don't you well you won't feel tough when we're
through with you," Dudley sneered and lunged for him. Harry reacted
instantly glad about the fight clubs he went to, that initiated a person by
ganging up on them five to one to see if they won or at least survived the
beatings.
He quickly grabbed a tall lanky guy and smashed his head to the
ground, then grabbed a short chubby guy and hit him in the neck knocking him
unconscious then he grabbed piers around the throat and pushed him to the
floor he then kicked him to the side of the head knocking him out.
"Just you and me now Dudders," Harry laughed.
"You fucking dick head," Dudley exclaimed and charged at Harry. Harry
sidestepped and grabbed him around the throat he then quickly swung Dudley
down to the floor and took out his knife. Dudleys piggish eyes widened at
the knife which glinted in the moonlight.
"D-don't k-kill m-me!" Dudley stuttered.
"I'm not going to kill you but I'm going to give you a warning so
you'll never mess with me again," Harry said in a card hold voice that he
had never used before and in an instant Harry had sliced the knife right
down onto Dudley's dick and blood spurted everywhere. Dudley let out an ear
piercing scream but Harry didn't care he laughed as the blood spurted over
his face and clothes he didn't care when Remus Lupin showed up and looked at
Harry in disgust and fear.
"Harry?" Lupin asked timidly his voice soft but in the stillness of
the night and as Dudley's cries of pain had stopped due to him losing
consciousness it rung loud and clear through the park. Remus Lupin was
expecting Harry to jump up look ashamed apologise deeply and ask for a
punishment but what Harry actually did scared Remus Lupin right to his very
core.
Harry stood up slowly dusting himself off and turned slowly and
deliberately. When he saw Lupin he smirked a smirk that would have even made
Voldemort scared and bent down and pulled the knife out of Dudley. He walked
slowly over to Lupin.
"Remus how are and what are you doing here?" Harry asked his voice calm
and silky and which was a tone Remus had never heard Harry use before.
"We can talk about that later. Harry what did you just do?" Remus asked
shocked.
"What? Oh that. It's nothing only what he deserved. So are we going?"
Harry asked and walked off. Remus's widened as Harry walked off and he
noticed little changes about him. For one thing his clothes, secondly he
walked with dignity when he used to walk like a shy little boy and thirdly
Harry had just seriously harmed his own flesh and blood and acted as of it
was nothing. Remus said nothing but just followed Harry. When they got to
the house and into Harry's room remus's eyes widened the room was gothic
which was a big change from usual happy Harry Potter.
"What do you want Remus?" Harry asked tiredly wiping off the blood from
the dagger.
"Harry what did you do?" Remus asked astounded at how coolly Harry just
wiped off the blood.
"Got some well needed revenge of course. Now tell me why are you
here it's not as if Dumbledore gives a shit about me or you just wanted to
say hi," Harry exclaimed sheathing his dagger in the back of his trousers.
"Harry of course Dumbledore cares about you!" Remus Exclaimed shocked.
All Harry did was snort and look out the window well between the bars
anyway.
"That conversation is for another day but get your stuff we're leaving
tonight," Remus said. Harry said nothing just started to pack. Remus noticed
though that Harry didn't look at him at all and Remus also noticed that in
the bin was photographs. He went over to the bin and picked up the screwed
up photo it was a picture of Harry's parents and Sirius.
"Harry why is this in the bin?" Remus asked.
"Because I realised I didn't know my parents so why should I look at
photos of strangers to me and Sirius is dead there's no need in living in
the past and mourning which is gone because that makes you weak and I'm not
weak I never will be and I am not weak!" Harry said his voice taking on a
hard edge. He grabbed the picture out of Remus' hand giving him paper cuts
and ripped it into pieces.
"Harry what has happened to you?" Remus gasped.
"I've grown up! I can't be the hero anymore because that just gets
people killed. I've seen so many people die and I don't give a damn anymore.
They can die for all I care because I've been thinking people die and if
people follow me and die then so be it but when the war happens nobody will
get into my way do you understand or I will kill you myself Voldemort is
mine nobody elses," Harry said in a voice so cold Remus rubbed his eyes
thinking it was somebody else.
"Harry are you saying that you would willfully kill people even your
friends?" Remus gasped.
"Yep wouldn't you Remus?" Harry asked pausing from his packing before
resuming where he left off.
"Of course I wouldn't!" Remus exclaimed so Harry just shrugged and
carried on with his packing soon enough he was ready to go. Harry got out a
fag and started to smoke it whilst Remus got out a portkey in the shape of a
leash. As soon as Harry touched it he was being pulled forward but in a
second was stopped and he was standing in the hall in Grimmauld place. He
looked around in contempt and saw the shocked faces of Mr and Mrs Weasley,
Ron Weasley and the rest of the Weasley children, Hermione Granger, Mad eye
Moody and Albus Dumbledore. Harry knew why they were shocked because here he
was the saviour of the wizarding world dressed fully in black with a fag
hanging in his mouth. Harry smirked inwardly at this he had made the famous
Albus Dumbledore surprised oh how funny.
"What the fuck are all you looking at? Now if you don't mind I'm tired
so either you get out of my fucking way or I will have to beat the shite out
of you!" Harry explained in a cool hard voice while Harry took a drag of his
fag.
"Harry what has happened to you?" Hermione gasped.
"Why is everybody asking me that? I've grown up, I'm facing the truth.
You are all going to die either by Voldemorts or my hand," Harry said
calmly. He started to walk towards the stairs but as he passed Mad eye Moody
he was grabbed by him.
"Let me go you fucked up bastard!" Harry screamed kicking and twisting in
Moody's arms.
"No Harry. I was afraid this would happen, that you would turn dark we
have to keep you locked up for your own safety and ours," Dumbledore said
sadly Harry twisted his head sharply.
"Really or are you just worried that there won't be anybody who will
save this world and you can be back in power," Harry said calmly looking at
Dumbledore hard.
"But you underestimate me Dumbledore I know things you couldn't even
dream off and there's a new dark wizard you have to watch out for," Harry
said forcefully and in an instant he jumped out Moody's arms and snapped his
neck. He grabbed his stuff and apparated out of the premises as he had been
practicing over the summer as well as a lot of dark magic. Harry wasn't like
Voldemort oh no and he was going to kill him but Harry was sick and tired of
people manipulating him into believing they were his friends or they cared
about him.
FLASHBACK
"Hermione why are we friends with Harry again?" a tired Ron Weasley
asked.
"Because for one thing Dumbledore told us too and secondly if we get
Harry to believe that he has close friends on the light side he won't become
dark," Hermione replied in her lecture voice.
"Still. I hate that arrogant jerk he's powerful, we all know it and he
thinks he's better then us sometimes I wish he would turn bad so I could
fight him and try and kill him so I will finally I have that arrogant jerk
off my back!" Ron exclaimed whilst Hermione nodded.
Harry stood in the shadows silver tears falling down his cheeks. He
didn't have friends. Everything and everyone he had loved were only faking
to be his friends so he wouldn't destroy them well he was going to show them
why Voldemort feared him.
END FLASHBACK
Harry landed in his destination a run down castle that housed death
eaters. He was here to get his followers and to show how powerful he really
was. Oh how Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore was going to be punished for lying
to him he was imagining blood a lot of blood.
He came to a pair of large oak doors with snakes on. He opened them up
with so much force they bashed with a loud thump on the walls making
everybody stand up. When they saw Harry Potter there they were nervous what
was he doing here.
"Hello everyone I have a proposition for you all!" Harry smirked.
Everybody looked at him but could feel the power that was radiating from him
so they all sat down and got ready to listen. Harry smirked Dumbledore had
better be ready because he had no idea the torture he was about to endure
and the new dark lord. Oh how he couldn't wait he was going to have fun.
Authors Note: There we go one chapter finished I hope it's alright. I don't know I thought that maybe this was a different way to how Harry goes because in most stories when he goes bad he still stays on the light side or join Voldemort I wanted Harry to be the leader so please review cause I've tried my hardest on this chapter and I will only update when I get reviews.
Disclaimer: I own nothing I'm skint and broke and I have to save up for uni and not on law firms you know. This all belongs to J.K Rowling and the lyrics belong to Evanescence I'm not a fan but the lyrics fit this chapter you understand.
Summary: After the events of OOTP Harry becomes depressed and angry. He hates everybody and everything especially Dumbledore and he wants to make everybody suffer. He changes dramatically from the happy saviour of the world to a dark powerful wizard who could become more evil then Voldemort himself. (I'm not good at summaries).
I tried to kill the pain But only brought more I lay dying And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal I'm dying Prying Bleeding and screaming Am I too lost to be saved Am I too lost?
Evanescence, Tourniquet. **************************************************************************** **************************************************************
These words swirled around Harry's head as he sat on the sterile white
tiled floor of the bathroom, crimson red blood dripping down his arm
contrasting deeply with the white. Harry pushed the dagger in deeper,
tearing at the pale skin pouring more and more of this special elixir onto
the floor on which he sat. He smiled a serene and peaceful smile feeling as
if he was finally free from the pain he was feeling inside but he knew it
would have to end after all it wouldn't do to have the saviour of the world
dying and leaving them all to fight there own battles would it oh no.
Harry grinned sardonically as he thought this but pulled the knife out
of his arm anyway. He got some bandages out of the medicine cupboard in the
bathroom and wrapped it around the wound cutting of the blood flow. He then
cleaned up the bathroom floor and went to his room. His room had changed
significantly. It hadn't changed in size no it was still as poky as ever but
the old dusty gray walls had now changed to midnight black that had blood
red graffiti over it saying stuff like, DEATH, PAIN, BETRAYAL, LONELINESS.
He also had brought a CD player with gothic CD's and heavy rock and Linkin
Park type of music. He brought himself new clothes as well and when the
dreaded Dursley's asked where he got the money from he said,
"I know some rich people who are my friends so they paid for it and in
return I can let them come here when I go back to my freaky school and
torture you with magic," oh how Vernon Dursley had shouted at that so he had
the bars back on the window no proper food rations only bread, water and out
of date soup but the door wasn't locked because after all he needed to be
able to do the chores now didn't he.
Harry went to his broken wardrobe and got out black baggy jeans that
were supposed to be baggy, a black muscle t-shirt and black biker gloves. He
went to his chest of drawers and pulled out the pack of cigarettes residing
there. People had told him that it was bad for him and could kill him but he
thought why the fuck should he care he was going to die anyway by Voldemort's
hand so he wouldn't be around long enough to suffer the consequences of
cigarettes. He went to the window and looked out the full moon shining down
on the peaceful houses on Privet Drive. He put on his black steel toed
Doctor Martin boots and put on his black trench coat and walked out into the
night. He still kept his wand in his pocket because he never knew when a
dementor would be lurking about but if anybody else tried to attack him then
he would fight hand to hand not with his wand because this summer he had
trained himself to fight with his bare hands cause he knew that when the
fight with Voldemort would happen wands would be no use.
He walked to the park and sat on the floor under a great oak tree
thinking about everything that had happened in fifth year. He bent one knee
and rested his hurt arm on it. He looked up at the moon and thought about
Sirius his dead godfather. It was because of Harry he died and no matter how
many times people said it wasn't his fault he knew it was. After all if it
wasn't his bravery and hero antics then he wouldn't have rushed off to the
ministry and nearly got his friends killed and his godfather the only one
who cared about him because he was Harry and who Harry loved like a dad was
dead. Harry now had blood on his hands of which he could never get rid of.
Unshed tears shone in his emerald eyes but he would not let them fall he was
beyond that now and he knew tears would never bring the dead back to life.
He took a long drag of his fag felt some of the stress just melt away that
was one reason why he started to smoke. It didn't completely get rid of the
stress and the pain he felt so he went to self-harming and it freed him he
didn't care how many people said it was wrong he loved it because when he
watched the blood fall to the floor he was free.
He slowly stood up and was about to walk back home when he saw his fat
idiotic cousin coming towards him flanked by his ugly, asshole of friends.
"If it isn't the freak all alone not a smart thing to do," Dudley
Dursley laughed which made him sound even more of a pig.
"That's the thing Dudders the only smart one I see here is the birds in
the tree because you ARE a fucked up idiot who has to have mummy wiping his
arse," Harry replied he wasn't in the mood and he wanted to get Dudley to
leave otherwise he would do something he would regret later.
"You sound so tough don't you well you won't feel tough when we're
through with you," Dudley sneered and lunged for him. Harry reacted
instantly glad about the fight clubs he went to, that initiated a person by
ganging up on them five to one to see if they won or at least survived the
beatings.
He quickly grabbed a tall lanky guy and smashed his head to the
ground, then grabbed a short chubby guy and hit him in the neck knocking him
unconscious then he grabbed piers around the throat and pushed him to the
floor he then kicked him to the side of the head knocking him out.
"Just you and me now Dudders," Harry laughed.
"You fucking dick head," Dudley exclaimed and charged at Harry. Harry
sidestepped and grabbed him around the throat he then quickly swung Dudley
down to the floor and took out his knife. Dudleys piggish eyes widened at
the knife which glinted in the moonlight.
"D-don't k-kill m-me!" Dudley stuttered.
"I'm not going to kill you but I'm going to give you a warning so
you'll never mess with me again," Harry said in a card hold voice that he
had never used before and in an instant Harry had sliced the knife right
down onto Dudley's dick and blood spurted everywhere. Dudley let out an ear
piercing scream but Harry didn't care he laughed as the blood spurted over
his face and clothes he didn't care when Remus Lupin showed up and looked at
Harry in disgust and fear.
"Harry?" Lupin asked timidly his voice soft but in the stillness of
the night and as Dudley's cries of pain had stopped due to him losing
consciousness it rung loud and clear through the park. Remus Lupin was
expecting Harry to jump up look ashamed apologise deeply and ask for a
punishment but what Harry actually did scared Remus Lupin right to his very
core.
Harry stood up slowly dusting himself off and turned slowly and
deliberately. When he saw Lupin he smirked a smirk that would have even made
Voldemort scared and bent down and pulled the knife out of Dudley. He walked
slowly over to Lupin.
"Remus how are and what are you doing here?" Harry asked his voice calm
and silky and which was a tone Remus had never heard Harry use before.
"We can talk about that later. Harry what did you just do?" Remus asked
shocked.
"What? Oh that. It's nothing only what he deserved. So are we going?"
Harry asked and walked off. Remus's widened as Harry walked off and he
noticed little changes about him. For one thing his clothes, secondly he
walked with dignity when he used to walk like a shy little boy and thirdly
Harry had just seriously harmed his own flesh and blood and acted as of it
was nothing. Remus said nothing but just followed Harry. When they got to
the house and into Harry's room remus's eyes widened the room was gothic
which was a big change from usual happy Harry Potter.
"What do you want Remus?" Harry asked tiredly wiping off the blood from
the dagger.
"Harry what did you do?" Remus asked astounded at how coolly Harry just
wiped off the blood.
"Got some well needed revenge of course. Now tell me why are you
here it's not as if Dumbledore gives a shit about me or you just wanted to
say hi," Harry exclaimed sheathing his dagger in the back of his trousers.
"Harry of course Dumbledore cares about you!" Remus Exclaimed shocked.
All Harry did was snort and look out the window well between the bars
anyway.
"That conversation is for another day but get your stuff we're leaving
tonight," Remus said. Harry said nothing just started to pack. Remus noticed
though that Harry didn't look at him at all and Remus also noticed that in
the bin was photographs. He went over to the bin and picked up the screwed
up photo it was a picture of Harry's parents and Sirius.
"Harry why is this in the bin?" Remus asked.
"Because I realised I didn't know my parents so why should I look at
photos of strangers to me and Sirius is dead there's no need in living in
the past and mourning which is gone because that makes you weak and I'm not
weak I never will be and I am not weak!" Harry said his voice taking on a
hard edge. He grabbed the picture out of Remus' hand giving him paper cuts
and ripped it into pieces.
"Harry what has happened to you?" Remus gasped.
"I've grown up! I can't be the hero anymore because that just gets
people killed. I've seen so many people die and I don't give a damn anymore.
They can die for all I care because I've been thinking people die and if
people follow me and die then so be it but when the war happens nobody will
get into my way do you understand or I will kill you myself Voldemort is
mine nobody elses," Harry said in a voice so cold Remus rubbed his eyes
thinking it was somebody else.
"Harry are you saying that you would willfully kill people even your
friends?" Remus gasped.
"Yep wouldn't you Remus?" Harry asked pausing from his packing before
resuming where he left off.
"Of course I wouldn't!" Remus exclaimed so Harry just shrugged and
carried on with his packing soon enough he was ready to go. Harry got out a
fag and started to smoke it whilst Remus got out a portkey in the shape of a
leash. As soon as Harry touched it he was being pulled forward but in a
second was stopped and he was standing in the hall in Grimmauld place. He
looked around in contempt and saw the shocked faces of Mr and Mrs Weasley,
Ron Weasley and the rest of the Weasley children, Hermione Granger, Mad eye
Moody and Albus Dumbledore. Harry knew why they were shocked because here he
was the saviour of the wizarding world dressed fully in black with a fag
hanging in his mouth. Harry smirked inwardly at this he had made the famous
Albus Dumbledore surprised oh how funny.
"What the fuck are all you looking at? Now if you don't mind I'm tired
so either you get out of my fucking way or I will have to beat the shite out
of you!" Harry explained in a cool hard voice while Harry took a drag of his
fag.
"Harry what has happened to you?" Hermione gasped.
"Why is everybody asking me that? I've grown up, I'm facing the truth.
You are all going to die either by Voldemorts or my hand," Harry said
calmly. He started to walk towards the stairs but as he passed Mad eye Moody
he was grabbed by him.
"Let me go you fucked up bastard!" Harry screamed kicking and twisting in
Moody's arms.
"No Harry. I was afraid this would happen, that you would turn dark we
have to keep you locked up for your own safety and ours," Dumbledore said
sadly Harry twisted his head sharply.
"Really or are you just worried that there won't be anybody who will
save this world and you can be back in power," Harry said calmly looking at
Dumbledore hard.
"But you underestimate me Dumbledore I know things you couldn't even
dream off and there's a new dark wizard you have to watch out for," Harry
said forcefully and in an instant he jumped out Moody's arms and snapped his
neck. He grabbed his stuff and apparated out of the premises as he had been
practicing over the summer as well as a lot of dark magic. Harry wasn't like
Voldemort oh no and he was going to kill him but Harry was sick and tired of
people manipulating him into believing they were his friends or they cared
about him.
FLASHBACK
"Hermione why are we friends with Harry again?" a tired Ron Weasley
asked.
"Because for one thing Dumbledore told us too and secondly if we get
Harry to believe that he has close friends on the light side he won't become
dark," Hermione replied in her lecture voice.
"Still. I hate that arrogant jerk he's powerful, we all know it and he
thinks he's better then us sometimes I wish he would turn bad so I could
fight him and try and kill him so I will finally I have that arrogant jerk
off my back!" Ron exclaimed whilst Hermione nodded.
Harry stood in the shadows silver tears falling down his cheeks. He
didn't have friends. Everything and everyone he had loved were only faking
to be his friends so he wouldn't destroy them well he was going to show them
why Voldemort feared him.
END FLASHBACK
Harry landed in his destination a run down castle that housed death
eaters. He was here to get his followers and to show how powerful he really
was. Oh how Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore was going to be punished for lying
to him he was imagining blood a lot of blood.
He came to a pair of large oak doors with snakes on. He opened them up
with so much force they bashed with a loud thump on the walls making
everybody stand up. When they saw Harry Potter there they were nervous what
was he doing here.
"Hello everyone I have a proposition for you all!" Harry smirked.
Everybody looked at him but could feel the power that was radiating from him
so they all sat down and got ready to listen. Harry smirked Dumbledore had
better be ready because he had no idea the torture he was about to endure
and the new dark lord. Oh how he couldn't wait he was going to have fun.
Authors Note: There we go one chapter finished I hope it's alright. I don't know I thought that maybe this was a different way to how Harry goes because in most stories when he goes bad he still stays on the light side or join Voldemort I wanted Harry to be the leader so please review cause I've tried my hardest on this chapter and I will only update when I get reviews.