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A.N. After reading a certain number of Harry Dark Fics, I decided that I needed one of my own. No, not one where he gets betrayed and turns to the dark, one where he becomes dark and overthrows the wizarding world purely for kicks. I also trained Harry to be a lethal assassin. Read on, and you'll find out what I'm talking about.

Oh. Note to readers.  Sirius Black is NOT DEAD. I hated how JK killed him off, so he's alive and well in this fic. Secondly, you might be confused with the first few chapters, but they will be explained AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Continuing, I am very insane. I haven't been sane for the past 5 years. Things in this fic MAY BE DISTURBING. Next, I am a very violent person, and love violent video games. This is a result of playing Doom at a very young age. There will be VIOLENT THEMES and VIOLENT CHAPTRERS. I will rate this fic pg-13 purely because there is no holocaust type violence. I DO NOT write ROMANCE. NONE, WHAT-SO-EVER. I don't go for the whole goody-goody emotion thing.

LASTLY, only the FIRST chapter will be written in the format that you will read starting from under the black bar. Starting at the next chapter, it will go back to a more normal style.

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The students had yet to arrive in the great hall for the beginning of another school year. Most of the teachers were gathered around the head table, whispering fiercely. If one were to walk past, one would hear words such as dangerous, foolish, dark, and no choice.

Also, if one was to peer into the great hall, one might catch sight of a dark haired boy, sitting at the darkest end of the Griffendor table. If one squints one's eyes, one might have noticed that he sat unwillingly with a thick collar around his neck, and that he was shooting looks at the teachers that would have made the devil quake in fear.

Harry James Potter did not want to be at Hogwarts. He had, in fact, been forcibly dragged to Hogwarts when they had caught sight of him, after disappearing a year ago, in the company of rather shifty people wearing black robes.

At this time, one should take the opportunity to remove one's head from the crack between the great doors for the students are coming.

Now, if one takes a suitable position crouching in the dark shadows in the corner to the left of the doors, one would see it open, and be in a position to see the students enter.

First, there are the head boy and girl. Hermione Granger from Griffendor and one Daniel Turk from Ravenclaw, and them following them are the rest of the student body (minus the first years).

At this point in time, quickly clasp one's hands over one's ears as Hermione Granger will proceed to shriek rather loudly and run over to the boy, and wring him out for disappearing for an entire year and worrying her and a Ronald Weasley to death.

It is safe at this time to peel one's hands off one's ears. The normal bustle of teenagers would fill the room, accompanied quite a few whispers about the boy who lived.

Soon, one will be able to spy the red flaming hair of the youngest of the Weasley boys. Then, followed by the somewhat longer flames of the Weasley girl, Virginia Weasley.

One will then see that they are not blind idiots, and they catch sight of brain girl and the boy-who-lived. They will proceed to rush over and join in interrogating the glaring boy.

When Potter finally has enough, one will notice him bare his teeth, growling in an almost inhuman way.

This quiets the 3, and they sit next to him, almost making him growl again.

It is at this moment one has to quietly slink through the shadows along the walls until one reaches the right side of the head table, one will notice the professor nearest to one, which just happens to be Snape, and one will be able to hear him mumble about "bloody Potter" and useless wards.

Take this time to dive under the long trailing tablecloth to be completely hidden from view. Be careful to avoid the feet.

Now, from here, one will be able to hear everything the professors have to say. Perhaps one would be able to sell a few secrets to Voldmort? Hmmm?

Now, crawl on hands and knees, oh! Watch those putrid smelling feet and the discarded shoes of an unknown, be careful not to brush the child-like feet of Professor Flitwick, and there! One will be sitting, catlike, in front of the ugly and colorful feet of Albus Dumbledore himself.

Oh, quiet now. Don't alert them of one's presence.

Ahhh. Maybe now one will be able to have a few secrets laid in one's lap.

Oh! Strain one's ears. Headmaster Dumbledore is talking to Deputy Headmistress Professor McGonagall.

"You do know the boy is dangerous, Albus. What if the wards won't hold him?"

"It is all right. He has to be more powerful than we believe to break them? We both poured our energies into the wards. Considering he doesn't know what language we used on those, he won't be able to escape them quickly."

What? The professors are jailing Potter here with foreign wards? Maybe one could use this knowledge to one's advantage. Maybe Voldmort could stop cursing one's person when he sees one's usefulness.

Now, it is time to exit.

Quickly, crawl out from under the table. It would be best if one stays in shadows again.

Scurry from corner to corner, and quickly dash through the crack in the doors at the end of the hall.

Quickly now, avoid that dratted cat Mrs. Norris, and make one's way down the stairs, and out the front door.

Make a mad dash for the forbidden forest, and wait patiently for he death eater to show up, so one could relay the useful information.

*Groan* Why Malfoy? He hates one's person. Better get this quickly over with.