A/N: … I think I was angry when I wrote this. :c)
Disclaimer: HP is not mine. Sadly.
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Everyone was at dinner in the Great Hall when the wards shivered, bent inward, and sprang back into position. The heads of the teachers rose and everyone looked towards the large doors at the end of the Hall. A moment later, Death Eaters and Voldemort poured through the doors. The curses sent their way from students and teachers were simply absorbed by a blue light, making Voldemort smirk.
"Hello Dumbledore." The old man was glaring at the Dark Lord.
"How did you get in here Tom? The wards were specifically told to keep you out." Red eyes narrowed in chilling amusement.
"I was invited, my dear Headmaster, by one of your students, and Hogwarts herself was all too happy to comply to his wishes." Angry gazes swung to the Slytherin table, and Dumbledore glowered at them, speaking furiously.
"Which one of you dared to invite this failure of a man here!" Confused glances were exchanged between the Slytherins, but Voldemort spoke up before anyone else could.
"The game is up, my friend. Please, step forward and claim your reward." There was a moment's silence as most everyone watched the Slytherin table, only to be broken by a surprised shout from the Gryffindors. Harry Potter glared coldly at the shocked Hall as he walked to Voldemort, dropping to a knee before him.
"My Lord." The snake-like man smiled faintly and rested a hand on the seventeen year old's shoulder.
"Rise, Harry, and take your place as my equal." Harry smirked at the Hall as he stood next to his Lord. Dumbledore sat down in shock.
"Harry… my boy… why?" The young man sneered.
"Don't pretend you don't know, old man. You were the one setting us up to kill each other just about every year so that we wouldn't figure out that we're immortal together, and you sent me back to the Dursleys every year. You set me up with Gryffindors so I'd be in Gryffindor and become your Golden Boy; you let Snape get away with everything he ever did. That's only the tip of the iceberg, and you never thought I'd go to my so-called enemy? Even Hogwarts agrees with me." A shimmer of blue, raised in a slight shield around the pair, flickered into sight to signify the castle's agreement with what he said. The Death Eaters, Voldemort, and Harry began to leave slowly as every single one of the Slytherins joined them. Harry sneered at the old Headmaster before he left the room.
"I hope it hurts when I say I hate you." The doors swung shut behind him and the rest of the 'Dark', leaving a room of 'Light' wizards and witches in chaos. There was a brilliant blue flash of light in the room, casting a glow through the door into the Entrance Hall for a split second, before it faded away. The Great Hall was empty.
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A/N: See? Just a little angry. Anyway, I've decided that whatever I do when I grow up, it will not be building mousetrap-powered race cars, especially when I have a specific list of materials I can use. (no metal or anything. Argh. I'm dying.)
Kaaera
