Harry ran through the doors and reached the main hall. He pushed past two people and fell to his knees.
"Please, just kill me." the lingering death eaters from the inner circle stood there as Harry Potter just came running into the Dark Lord's home and asked to die.
"Why should I kill you, Harry?" Voldemort stood up and made his way down the steps to Harry's body.
"Because it is always what you have tried to do. When I was a baby, and every year since I joined Hogwarts with the exception of my third year. And now look, I am willingly asking to die, so why don't you do it? What is now stopping you from killing me?"
"Why do you want to die? Surely Dumbledore still needs you?" Harry looked up and stared at Riddle.
"I have just heard that my so-called friends were paid to be at my side, the people who seemed to care for me as one of their own was told that I would marry their youngest. The Headmaster, that I trusted with my life, kept my real identity from me, stole my money, made a betrothal contract to a person who fell in love with the tales that were made up, who fell in love with the idea of being the boy-who-lived's wife, not mine, but the orphaned savior of the wizarding world. And to top all of that off, the muggles I had been placed with, who hate magic with every millimetre of their soul, has just beaten me up and left me to die. So why not finish their job?" Harry's eyes were now filling with tears. He stood up and pulled off his jacket revealing his white shirt that was now stained red. He looked at everyone in the room before unbuttoning his top and taking it off, revealing all of the gashes and bruising that littered his body leaving no surface untouched. He stepped towards the door and everyone gasped as they noticed a deep gash, that every time Harry moved, seemed to get wider.
"This is what I have lived with ever since you killed Lily and James." Harry fell to his knees and whispered. He brought his hands up to his eyes and began to cry, making no noise.
"This is what the symbol of light has become. A mere pawn for the light. Forced to go through beatings so that he remains loyal to the light and to his saviours," He chuckled before laughing maniacally. "Pity that the one thing they used to try and keep me loyal made me turn away."
"Harry, look at me." Harry turned around and met Riddle's eyes and kept still as Riddle combed through his head. Whilst Riddle was in Harry's brain everyone watched as he went white and briefly ended the connection.
"Tipsy," A small house elf appeared. "Take Harry and Severus down to his rooms, prepare a spare bed and some healing equipment." Tipsy nodded and popped away with Harry and Snape.
"Lucius, bring Narcissa here, tell her its an emergency, we will be in Severus's room." He turned to Bellatrix, "Go and help Severus." Bellatrix nodded and ran to his rooms.
Harry sat on the bed and waited for Severus to begin healing him. Just as he finished prepping Harry's body Narcissa and Bellatrix came in through the door. Harry glanced over to the two sisters before hanging his head. Narcissa came over and started to examine the extent of the damage. The door banged open again and Riddle came in.
"What can you do?"
"With this amount of damage, it is a miracle he is still alive. From what I have seen and my scans have shown if he had waited any longer than he may have died."
"What do the scans show?"
"A lot of malnourishment and deep cuts. It's a surprise that he hasn't got any bones that are fused in the wrong place." Riddle nodded and Narcissa turned back around.
"Harry, you are going to need to stay still as we begin to heal your cuts, okay?" Harry nodded and Severus and Narcissa both got their wands out and started to heal Harry. After they had done the smaller cuts there was only the big gash left to heal. As they began working on the gash, Harry screamed out in pain and started writhing around. Acting quickly Lucius, Bellatrix and Riddle held Harry down, hoping that it would be over before Harry became to unmanageable.
After a few seconds had passed Narcissa and Severus had finished.
"My Lord, we are done now." Riddle nodded.
"Oh Severus, did Harry mention something about Dumbledore lying about his identity? Could you brew a potion that will be able to see what that is about?" Snape nodded and began setting up his stuff.
A/N: So that is it for Chapter One. I am pretty impressed with how it turned out and I am going to delete the snippet I posted earlier because this turned out a lot better than I thought it would and most of the snippet isn't in this chapter so I may as well delete it.
Disclaimer because I forgot to put it at the beginning and now I can't be bothered to do it at the top: I am not J.K Rowling as much as I would love to be, instead I am doing exams and stressing about my future!
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and leave me some feedback if you want to!
~Ryan
Update!: fixed a few bits that weren't phrased correctly.
A/N: So as you have read probably seen with the sentence above I have just fixed a few bits that looked/sounded strange. Also I have no ideas except from the next chapter so if you have any ideas/things you want incorporated then just pm or leave a review. :)
In other news I am rewriting the first chapter of my other story, 'Disappearing Act', I have plans for the second chapter but they may take a while to type up.
I should have chapter 2 up in around 30 minutes to an hour.
I also have a poll about this story so if you want to go and vote it will be appreciated. If there is something you want but isn't on the poll then let me know.
Thanks!
- Ryan.
