Hey Guys, this is a new story that's been bugging around in my head for a while now, i got a few chapters ready and written and a pretty good plot i think. Yes this is AU Harry Potter, characters especially Voldemort will be OOC (at some point) and Dumbledore because i have made him the villain and to clear any uncertainties this is a Voldemort/Hermione fic. There is Dumbledore!bashing as well as some Ron!bashing (I've never really liked his character)

anyway enjoy, updates are dependent on how people enjoy it so tell me what you think, that will depend if I continue it (i really want to) (and i promise Time on the Sea is still continuing, though slow i am dividing my time evenly through each of my stories :D)

I don't own Harry Potter only this plot :D

Knox

Prologue

Harry watched in shock as a short figure came out of the cauldron where Wormtail dropped in what was left of Lord Voldemort. What shocked him more was Lord Voldemort did not look like the 60 year old he should look like, no he looked 14/15, no older than Harry himself, with brown eyes nearing red and black hair that stuck out slightly, but tidier than his own.

Those intelligent eyes survey his own body, then surveyed Harry "Well, it seems your blood turned my body to your age." he scoffed. Harry was quiet, quite shocked. "Now then... got many things to plan… changes to be made..." he mused looking around, ignoring Wormtail as he was whimpering on the ground, cradling his bloody wrist. Voldemort's gaze fell on Cedric's dead body, Harry's heart leapt out why did people keep dying around him... in his silent grief he thought he caught a hit of sadness in his enemy's eyes. "The Diggery boy… such a waste of a life, isn't that right Potter?" he silently watched for a few moments "I want to rule, not kill everybody and no one to rule over" Voldemort seemed ticked off at this, but rolled his shoulders and stretched up before turning to Wormtail "My wand" he said coldly, and without speaking Wormtail handed his lord the yew stick. With a wave Voldemort was wearing clean cut robes with another Wormtail was stunned, stiff on the cold ground. Harry was wide eyed, and didn't bother speaking. When he strode over the body and stuck his wand on the man's faded dark mark making it a prominent black. Voldemort smirked, and with a quick look at Harry and another silent wave of his wand Harry's cut inflicted by Wormtail which was stinging, blood already soaked his sleeve closed up, the pain gone. "What-?" Harry didn't get an answer because then many pop's protruded the air, the death eaters had shown up. One fell down to his knees in front of the boy "M-my lord?-"

"Malfoy, yes I am Voldemort, and not his son, yes I'm 14 years old, it's expected when using the blood of a 14 year old to revive me." Voldemort drawled on, in a bored tone. He pointed to Harry "May I introduce you to Harry Potter, I'm sure some of you have met before." The young Lord walked towards Harry, stood in front of him gazing into his eyes as if curious, then turned sharply before Harry could say a suitable comeback, though still curious about his actions, Wasn't Voldemort a killing machine, his other parts that tried to kill him over the years were… "Now then, we're missing two… they will be dealt with in time, and many are in Azkaban… they will be out soon enough." The other death eaters knelt beside the first who Voldemort named Malfoy. "Now, I want to know why only this worthless worm was the only no to look for me" Voldemort tapped the stunned Wormtail with his boot with a disgusted look. Many of the men in black cloaks and white skull masks exchanged looks and small murmurs of apologies and vague excuses. Voldemort narrowed his eyes and growled "Be gone! Be ready with reasonable points when I call on you again! And Malfoy, we'll talk later" his tone was merciless. With freighted yelps pops sounded once again as the death eaters ran. Leaving Harry alone with Voldemort once again with the stunned Wormtail and Cedric's dead body, "Potter, I have more plans for you, so you're not going to die tonight, and in regret of the other boy's death I shall let you have this worm" his wanded hand pointed to Wormtail a look of disgust when over his features again. But it was gone in a flash, replaced with a smirk "A tip, Dumbledore is an old fool, who only cares for himself." Harry was still in shock, unable to say anything else when Voldemort waved his wand and the graveyard disappeared from sight. He reappeared in front of the crowd and stands on Hogwarts Grounds, sitting on his butt in shock, the Tri-wizard cup in front of him, Cedric's body on his right, Wormtail's on his left.

He was then surrounded by the headmasters of the schools, Dumbledore and Ludo Bagman all talking at the same time, asking questions and congratulating him until Dumbledore silenced everyone even the crowds to let him speak.

"He… he let me go…?" Harry sounded like he was trying to convince himself it was true.

"Who, Who let you go Harry, my boy?" Asked Dumbledore a little more forceful then necessary

Harry shook his head, confused and with a huff he said "Voldemort…." in disbelief