A/N: Ok this is my first Harry Potter fic without any original characters, so go easy on me, please? ;;;;
Voldemort looked down at the boy chained to a chair and smirked.
"I do hope your comfortable, wouldn't want you to feel unwelcomed"
Harry growled, "Why don't you just kill me and get it over with. You have me where you want me, all you have to do is cast that ruddy spell"
"And take the fun out of torturing you? Now that I have you? No...that will not do"
Nagini slithered into the room and crawled up to wrap around the Dark Lord's torso. He absently stoked her head, until he stopped and got a brillant idea come to him.
"Well, it seems I have found a better way to deal with you"
He placed Nagini in Harry's lap and the snake immediately curled around him so that her fangs were at his throat. Voldemort nodded his head and the snake bit into Harry's neck. He groaned and moved his head to give the snake more room. Nagini was both poisoning Harry and dirnking his blood. The Dark Lord watched in surprise at the way his enemy reacted to the snake. Harry was moaning in parseltongue before long, clealy enjoying those fangs sunk deep into his skin.
:Keep going. Take as much as you like, I don't need so much...nnnnh...Sink those lovely teeth deeper:
The Dark Lord could not believe his eyes or ears. But here was his archenemy, thoroughly enjoying that his life is being sucked away.
:Enough:
Nagini took her time to pull out, and when she did, Harry opened his eyes, causing Voldemort to take a step back. Instead of the green eyes he had come to hate, Harry's eyes were dilated and red with snake-like pupils, Just like the Dark Lord.
Still speaking in parseltongue, Harry gave Voldemort a blank look:I forgot to tell you that I've been keeping a secret. In fact, it is the main reason that I came here tonight, to tell you something important that has been discovered:
:Stop talking rubbish, soon the poison will slowly take over you, and you'll have no choice but to go to the side of dark. You'll soon realize why I have hated Dumbledore so much...but until then I believe we could arrange for you to be put somewhere more comfortable while you undergo this...transformation:
With that said, Voldemort turned around and let the room. Two Death Eaters came in and unchained him, Harry being so weak from what the snake did, did not protest in the least. The Death Eaters took him and chained him to a bed and left.
All throughout the night, most of the occupants in the Riddle house did not get much sleep. The screams coming from the prisoner's room, told them that the poison had begun to take effect.
The next morning, the Dark Lord strode into the room, to find his prey unconscious. He had only just stopped screaming a few minutes ago and Voldemort would not let the boy get one moment of rest from the pain, until he had him under his control. He murmured a spell to wake the boy and red eyes shot open. then closed again as the pain was brought back to life. He started moaning softly as his arms began to pull against the restraints. Voldemort watched in interest as the scar began to disappear. The moaning got louder as Harry began thrashing under the restraints. His eyes were glazed over from the pain. His skin becoming pale and tongue becoming more snake-like. Harry was almost done transforming.
The Dark Lord watched as the last of the tanned skin became pale, and then his eyes opened again. Glazed over and half-lidded.
:I...have seen...what Dumbledore...did to you...: And all in the Riddle house went still as the only one who had the power to defeat The Dark Lord sealed his loyalty.
The binding spell complete and its effects purging all of the other hexes and curses placed upon him. He now knew the truth.
:You and I will go far:
:And we'll destroy the old man together... for what he did to both of us:
And in the dark room, both men fell into a satisfied sleep.
"Bring forth the prisoners," Voldemort said as Harry stood right next to him: I brought a going away present for you, before you leave:
Today was the day Harry was going to recieve The Death Mark, the mark of the apprentice, but he had to pass one last test.
There were three figures laying on the floor, they were the Dursely's. Harry giggled in an evil way and went down to them, killing them off with the happiest grin anyone has ever seen with his head cocked to the side in mock curiousity. He then turned around, walked up to the Dark Lord and bowed:Thank you for the most wonderful present:
"He has passed all the tests, and proven himself a worthy ally, Harry James Marvolo Voldemort, do you except the Death Mark"
"Yes, I would be honored to serve and learn all that you teach me, My Lord,"
Voldemort lifted up Harry's robes and sank his fangs into his arm. Blood trickled down as he performed the ritual. When he lifted his head, the was the mark of a snake wrapped around a blade. Red eyes looked up into red eyes as the mouth that was just moments ago filled with blood, kissed the boy, both nipping at eachother's lips with their fangs.
"This is my apprentice, and he will be treated with just as much respect as if, he were me. Do you understand?"
All the Death Eaters' heads nodded. Now that Harry was with the Dark Lord, they talked of plans to take out Dumbledore, and finally came to the conclusion of Harry going back to school. Only as a transfer student, and be sorted into his rightful house.
Harry walked to the front of the school and then proceeded inside. Professor McGonagall had just walked by to see the boy.
"And who are you"
"I am a tranfer student, I was told to find Professor Dumbledore,"
McGonagall turned and looked into his eyes, then shuddered.
"Follow me," the tone unable to hide her feelings of unease.
They walked over to the familar stone gargoyle, Mcgonagall whispered something and the gargoyle leaped aside to reveal an all to familiar set of moving stairs. They both stepped on and went up to the office door. The headmaster had just begun to walk out at the same moment that they went to open the door. Blue eyes, met red. They stared at eachother for a long time, then Dumbledore ushered them in.
"Please have a seat," Harry sat down right across from him.
"Headmaster, he says that he is a transfer student. What do you wish to do"
"I think we should get his name and age first, and then put him in the appropriate classes"
Both adults turned to him expectantly. He closed his eyes and nodded.
"My name is Harry James Marvolo Voldemort, and I'm sixteen," he stopped and looked at them, "Why are you looking at me like you know me?"
The two teachers looked at eachother in shock, then realization took the both of them. They put two and two together, and knew what had happened. Voldemort had erased his memories and gave him new ones. Ones of where he was never in Hogwarts to begin with.
"Er...I told you, now what"
"The children should be arriving anytime now, so when they get here I'll bring you down to get sorted into your house," Harry nodded and watched as the two left. He then smiled 'How easy it is to trick them...'
TBC?
I'm evil...but please be nice, and if you want to flame go ahead. sniffs Also if you want the uncut version you can find this story on