The Heirs of Heaven and Hell
Chapter 1: Harry Makes an Appearance
Rated: M
By: Celeste Jacobs
Cat: AU, Hogwart's involved later on, and it only gets weirder.
Warning: This story involves God, Lucifer, and many other characters. That means if you do not like stories like this, it is imperative that you hit the back button. It means no flaming because I will not read them. I don't want any, "You are going to Hell" and all this other stuff because honestly you wouldn't know, now would you. That's what I thought.
A/N: Totally different story this time. I know a lot of my fans are going to be angry at me but I wanted to make a darker Harry and a more innocent Draco. This Harry will be more evil than any Harry that you have read in my story. I promise, I will not delete this story.
A/N2: Each chapter will be short, sweet and to the point. Oh yeah, I desperately need a Beta Reader. If you're up to the challenge, email me.
Disclaimer: HP isn't mine but any created characters are.
The woman rushed through the streets from work on a cold, November night. The only sound was the leaves rustling from the winter slumbering trees. Occasionally, she would glance behind her but made no effort to slow down. If anything, the absolute desolateness of the place increased her pace. She was use to piss stained alleys and graffiti painted walls, but there were at least people like her among the streets. The woman arrived at the meeting place and began to rub her arms with her hands. Was it her or was getting colder by the minute.
"You're late Erica," said a voice.
The woman turned around in the direction of the voice and found a face illuminated by the light of a cigarette.
"Ha..Ha..Harry, I got here as fast as I could," said Erica. Her body was shaking and she didn't know if it was from the withdrawals or Harry's presence.
Harry took a drag of his cigarette and stepped towards Erica.
"Tell me Erica," he said as he produced a clear bag filled with white substance, "Would you do anything for these crystals of ecstasy?" (A/N: I don't mean the drug).
Why did he even have to question her? She had followed all of his instructions to get the cocaine in the first place. She was already risking exposure or worse getting caught by the police.
"I would do anything for it," said Erica.
Harry couldn't help but smile. He loved willing mortals.
"I think you know what I want Erica," said Harry.
Erica licked her lips. She was an expert in the field of sexual gratification and she had her many promotions to prove it. Erica slowly walked over to Harry and looked him in the eyes before lowering herself. She was just beginning to unzip his pants when she felt Harry's fingers in her hair. What started out as a pleasurable touch soon became painful.
"Harry, you're hurting me," whimpered Erica.
"That's my intention," said Harry before he snapped Erica's neck.
He slowly zipped up his pants and picked up the package of cocaine. He opened it up and dipped his pinky into the bag. As Harry tasted his just rewards the body of Erica disappeared into the ground.
"Such gullible fools mortals are and they are all at my disposable," said Harry before whistling a tune down the deserted street.