Accepting the offer.

A/N: This is my first Dark!Harry fanfic and would really appreciate reviews to tell me how I should go about this.

Quirrel turned around, "I've been expecting you Potter."

"But Snape…" Harry trailed off feebly.

"Ahhh, yes Severus, he does seem like the type doesn't he?" Quirrel said with what sounded like humour in his voice.

"Let me ssssspeak to him." Came a hissing voice from behind Quirrel.

"But Master, you are not strong enough."

"I am for thisssss."

Quirrel started unravelling his turban until he had bare head. He then turned around and Harry gasped with shock. "Voldemort." He whispered in shock.

"Yessssss, it isssss, Lord Voldemort in my weakessst form. Now Harry Potter. What should I do with you? I will give you one chance, Harry, join my ranks as my right hand man and we will be great. We can rule the world you know."

Harry stopped for a few seconds and weighed the pros and cons of joining Voldemort. In the end the pros outweighed the cons so he thought, 'you know what, fuck it, what's the worst that can happen.

"Voldemort, I accept your offer as long as you allow me to stay with you, learn from you and someday be like you."

Voldemort seemed to think for a moment then let off a feral grin. "I'm glad you accepted Harry, I was worried that the muggles would kill you."

With a mention of his family Harry's face turned stormy and he grimaced. "I will never go back to them."

"No you won't, but first we need to think of a name for you. How does Malum Tenebris sound."

"Excellent. But call me Metum for short."

"Ok, so I will need you to go to the mirror quickly and get out a blood red stone."

"Yes, what should I call you?"

"Well, for now call me father but in front of my other followers call me master."

Yes… father"

After he said that he fell unconscious.

The next thing Harry remembered was waking up in the hospital wing with a concerned Poppy Pomfrey looking down on him. "Oh, hello Madam Pomfrey, how are you today." He asked while standing up to get changed. "No, Mr. Potter you can't stand up yet."

"I already, am I not Madam?" Harry replied cockily.

"Yes… But that doesn't mean you can go traipsing around the halls in this condition." Pomfrey said.
"I'm pretty sure I can. Look I'm gonna go, if I feel any more pain… I'll tell you."
Madam Pomfrey didn't look happy about this but let him go anyway.

As he walked around the corridors Harry heard a voice say, 'Well handled there Metum, I see you have some of my wit. I must have passed on some of my powers to you when I hit you with that killing curse. While we are on the subject of the killing curse, have I apologised yet?!

Harry quickly turned around and saw... nothing. 'Oh, Metum, you wont be able to see me. I'm under your invisibility cloak, hope you don't mind.'

'No father, I don't mind. And no, you didn't apologise for the killing curse fiasco'

'Good, because if you did mind it was tough. And I wasn't gonna apologise anyway, it all worked out in the end. And while you are still at Hogwarts you need to act as normal as possible, we can't have anyone guessing that you are one of my mini… I mean my son… Yea, my son.'

A/N: Sorry that my other story hasn't been updated in a while won't let me upload te file that it is on.

So, here is a new story to keep you going. It will have sporadic updates as I don't really have time with the school dance show coming up, and my trip to Germany. So yea, sorry I haventy updated in a while.

-Brad .