A/N – This will have slash. Several different pairs but the main one will be Harry/Draco. It is rated nc-17 so full discloser up front. If that is not your scene - back out now and run. I'm going to update what I have and continue weekly updates. Reviews are welcome. Please be kind, posting fanfiction is still new to me so I will probably be learning from my mistakes as I go and have no beta so beware the crazy.
Harry stood over Voldemort's body. It was slowly dying. The death spell he'd tried to use against Harry had backfired. Voldemort reached out slamming his hand into Harry's scar. Harry dropped to his knees terrified. Pain shot through his body before the hand backed away. Voldemort gave a small smile.
"You will be sent to another place. One were your beloved did not make the right choice and chose fear instead of love." With those last few words he disintegrated.
Harry heard Draco's voice far off screaming for him. Oh God, he thought. Draco, he was going to loose him. The deafening silence broke, cheers and screams began to ring through the air. Draco dropped beside him with Snape.
"Harry, what did he do?" Snape snarled as Draco wrapped himself around him.
"He said he sent me to a world were Draco chose fear over love."
Draco leaned back looking into Harry's eyes. "You aren't going anywhere. He's dead."
Harry shook his head and leaned over and kissed him. "I love you. Please remember that."
Draco was shaking now. "No, you are still here it's fine."
Harry took one of Snape's hands as he spoke to Draco. "I already feel it. I've been fighting it to see your face. I can't hold on anymore. I love you."
Draco shook his head trying to deny it. Power whipped through him like a vice. He was bodily ripped out of Draco and Snape's grip and thrown in the air. He heard all the sounds from the room cease. Power whipped around him so thick he began to choke on it. The only voice he heard was Draco's screaming for him.
Seconds, hours, minutes, days later he didn't know everything stopped and he fell with a crash landing on a table. People began to scream. Plates were shattered and benches moved as people scrambled away from him. He groaned and pulled the smashed goblet out from under his back. That was going to leave a bruise.
He opened his eyes and stared up at the Grand hall ceiling. Candles floated overheard without a damaged open roof. He was no longer home. Voldemort's last blow had hit him and taken him somewhere else. He was furious. His power whipped out. He closed his eyes again feeling the sheer enormity of it. Voldemort had given him his powers if it was on accident or on purpose he would never know but now, he was so full of waves of it; it was intoxicating. The sheer force of it made him let out a moan. Damn it, one more fucking thing he would have to deal with.
He leaned up. The teachers were moving to him. He was lying on the middle of the Ravenclaw table. Everyone had moved away accept for Luna. She smiled down at him.
"You okay, Harry?"
Harry looked at her. The scar she'd received during seventh year was gone. He smiled. Maybe, he could change things here. His head whipped around to the Slytherin table. Draco had stood but the utter hatred in his features was sobering. Harry understood in seconds what Voldemort meant. Draco never went to Dumbledore. He never told what his mission was. He chose to embrace the death eater mark and accept his mission. Harry stood furious.
His magic lashed out having several students scrambling back away from him. Harry looked down to his clothes. He was wearing jeans and the black tight fitting shirt Draco had picked out for him and he was covered in blood. He swore and kicked a bench beside him. He'd fulfilled the damn prophecy and now he was back to the beginning without the only thing he gave a damn about. His hand automatically went to his stomach. His only secret left. How the hell was he suppose to keep it protected now.
"Harry." Albus Dumbledore's voice was questioning as he walked to him.
This mother fucker, Harry thought. He snarled at him and walked right passed him and the other two parts of the golden trio when they tried to stop him. He punched Ron as he tried to reach out and grab him.
"Don't fucking touch me you fucker."
Everyone in the room froze. Ron looked so stunned he moved out of Harry's way. Harry was on a mission fuck everyone he thought. Dumbledore was hot on his heals. Harry didn't give a damn he was headed for Snape who was still sitting in his chair at the teachers table.
Harry moved not even stopping to walk around the table. He swiped Snape's plate and goblet off the table in one swift move. A pin could drop and be heard over the silence. Snape's eyebrow rising was the only indication of Harry's temper. Harry moved sliding up on the table seductively, even though to him he was just furious. He slammed his wand into Snape's throat. That got his damn attention. Harry knew this would bruise. He could already see where he'd broken the skin and a thin drop of blood was running down his throat.
Harry's voice was so low only the two of them could hear. "You are going to empty the hall of students. You are then going to get Draco." Snape's eyes opened just a fraction larger. "You are going to meet me in front of the Chamber of Secrets."
Snape sneered. "And why the fuck would I do that, Potter?"
"Don't fuck with me Snape. I'm need a basilisk fang to kill the horcrux in the castle and you are going to bring Draco because his mission, the one that you haven't obviously stopped him from trying to do, is fucking over… right now. I know your fucking secret. I know you loved my mother. I know everything."
Shock made him falter. "How?"
"You fucking told me. I will tell you everything as soon as you do as I say."
He nodded. Harry watched as a red stunning spell slammed into the table beside him. Harry released Snape. He rose and began to clear the students. Harry didn't pay attention to him. He was staring at Dumbledore. Students were walking out of the hall as slow as possible to see what was going on. Harry snapped his fingers and Dumbledore's wand flew out of his hands into Harry's.
The shocked whispers began to flood the room. "Trying to stun me headmaster?"
Dumbledore was confused. "Harry, how could you take my wand?"
Harry just laughed. It sounded crazy even to himself. He was still sitting on the teachers table. The students were finally led outside. The only ones who stayed were Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny and Luna.
"I am the master of the Hallows."
Dumbledore's face faltered. "That is impossible."
"Not really. I have always had the cloak. I earned the elder wands trust and was given the stone. I guess even now, it knows who it belongs too. It will never work for you again. You will have to get another. I'm not giving it back."
Hermione's squeak pulled Harry's vision to her. "Harry, what is going on? You were sitting at the table with us then you were gone and then you crashed into a table. What is wrong with you? You are different?"
"Very perceptive and one word why my life is always fucked up, can you guess?" Harry sneered waiting for the bullshit to continue.
"Voldemort." Harry responded when no one spoke.
"Harry." Hermione tried to continue.
"Shut up."
Harry's words had her stumbling back a few steps. "You are not welcome here. You and Ron should leave. I am not your friend."
The silence to that statement was awe inspiring. "What do you mean we aren't friends?"
Harry laughed. It sounded mean and nasty. Draco would be so proud. "I am not from here. I am sure your Harry is in my world now. Don't worry, he will be safe. I defeated Voldemort. He is dead. This, being here surrounded by all of you, is my punishment. I'm also seventeen, so I do not have to deal with your shit either. You want to know why I hate you both. Fine, I'll tell you. I'm gay and when you found out who my lover was. Ron turned on me in seconds. He told me to choose him or me. I chose. I wasn't going to give up my heart to help his ego. Within seconds, Ron was gone. He turned everyone against me but Luna, Ginny and Neville. They were the only ones left who loved me unconditionally. They defended me and helped me. When turning the school against me wasn't enough, Ron strung me up in the common room of Gryffindor tower and carved this into my back."
Harry flipped around and rolled up his shirt. FREAK, was clearly scarred into his skin. "He did it with a knife not a curse. I made Pomfrey leave it. I refused to let her heal the scar. I wanted to remember what it looked like to be betrayed by people who gave a damn about you. After Ron did that, Hermione you came and apologized and said you loved me and didn't care. By then, I didn't give a damn. You still try to get my forgiveness, but guess what. I don't want it or need it."
The silence was deafening.
"You are lying."
Harry laughed. "Am I Hermione? I have done a lot of things in my life. Flat out lying, not one of them."
"Several things happened differently here that might change this from happening. I know the biggest thing that happened that ripped a hole through our friendship has changed but your Harry, the one that would give a damn about you. He is not here and when I switch us back, maybe he will give a shit about you and the fact that you haven't turned on him yet. But, let's be honest. I know you can. I have lived through it. When I look at you, I see a girl who can't pull herself out of a book and her crush long enough to see that her friend was hurting. You chose a bastard who has the capability to string up his friend and carve freak into them knowing that word would hurt the worst because the memories with it. You knew that I thought that was my name until I went to school and they told me my name was Harry Potter."
Another flinch went through the room. So many secrets flying through the air. "So let's just get this over with. Get the fuck out."
Hermione ran from the room tears running down her face. Ron was a shade of green Harry didn't know could be produced on someone's skin. He turned and fled after Hermione.
He turned back to the rest of the room. "Minerva, I will meet you, Dumbledore." Harry couldn't keep the sneer from his face. "Ginny, Luna and Neville in Dumbledore's office as soon as I grab something, it might take a while. I'm sure you want to hear the entire explanation."
Everyone still shocked barely nodded but Dumbledore. "Harry, I do not think this is wise."
"I really don't give a damn what you think. I played it your way in my world. Guess what. You made all the wrong choices. You got so many people killed Cedric, Sirius, Remus, Dobby, Tonks, Fred, Percy and so many more. If I do nothing else while I'm here, I am going to prevent it. No more of your fucking secrets."
Harry stood strode past his old professors and the few students and walked directly to the seventh corridor. He waited until the room of requirement changed and he moved through the stacks to the diadem.
He picked it up. He felt the evil coming from it but there was no pull no unmistakable sign that owned him anymore. The relief of having Voldemort's power but not having the pull from the horcrux inside the diadem was a relief. His anger started to dissipate.
He walked down the halls. The halls were empty due to his insane arrival. He moved to moaning Myrtle's bathroom and found Snape and Draco arguing.
He walked inside ignoring them and moved to the stall. Snape knew the entrance was here but he didn't know where. Harry moved to the sink and spoke 'open'. The sink moved and revealed the stairs inside.
"We are going to have to clear the cave in out to get back to the chamber. I collapsed it the first time. Did you brink anything to carry some of the basilisk out. I know you'll want them for your potion ingredients?"
Snape just stared at him. "Go get what you need. D..Malfoy can help me until you get back."
Snape nodded and left the bathroom. Malfoy fumed beside him. Harry ignored it and made his way down into the corridors leading to the chamber. He was clearing the fallen rocks when Malfoy joined him.
"What the fuck do you want Potter?"
Harry refused to argue with him. He ignored the pain in his chest from hearing his voice. He wanted his Draco. The Draco that loved him enough to go the headmaster and refuse to fight for the dark, the Draco that chose him. This was not that Draco.
Huffing, Malfoy joined Harry moving and vanishing rocks and debris. Snape joined them after a few minutes. They had cleared most of the tunnel and were a few feet from the entrance when he made his way to them.
"What is in your pocket?"
"Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem, it was turned into one of Voldemort's horcruxs."
He heard both of their intake of breaths. He rolled his eyes and cleared the last boulder from their path.
"Dobby!" Harry yelled through the corridor.
A pop could be heard beside them.
"Master Potter." Harry turned to him and smiled as he moved to the chamber.
'Open'.
"Dobby, my favorite elf."
Dobby looked at him a second before his eyes got huge. "Master Potter. You is Master Potter but you is not Master Potter and you is…"
"Dobby," Harry spoke quickly before he could reveal the only secret he wanted to keep. "Yes. I am but I'm not. Can you help me please? I need Kreacher."
Dobby nodded. "I will help Master Potter." Dobby grinned and flicked his eyes to Harry's midsection again and winked. He understood he wanted to keep it a secret.
"Was that my house elf?"
"Was." Harry replied.
They all waited as the door finally unlocked and they strode into the Chamber of Secrets. He heard the sharp intake of breaths again behind him. He'd been here before so the enormity of it wasn't so shocking. He walked to the end where the basilisk lay. He moved jerking out one of its teeth and pulled out the diadem.
All hell broke loose then but he knew what would happen. He stabbed the diadem before the horcrux could truly start its shit. It screamed, raised the water in the chamber a few feet then died. The water crashed down.
Two pops filled the air. Harry turned to Kreacher. Kreacher sneered at him. Harry only laughed. Kreacher and him had long ago come to an agreement but it looked like he would have to do it all over again.
Harry bowed to Kreacher. Everyone around them froze. "Kreacher. I know you can look at me and see many things. I ask for you to give me time to explain before you tell me to go to hell."
Kreacher waited but did not interrupt him.
"Kreacher, I know you want several things. I am willing to give them to you if you help me. First, I will remove the order from the noble house of Black. Second, I will help you fulfill the last request of Regulus Black."
Kreacher was listening now. "I need you to bring me the locket."
"Why?"
"I will destroy it where you can not."
Kreacher nodded and with a pop he was gone. They waited silently. Dobby walked over to Harry when he sat down on the floor. Dobby moved whispering to Harry.
"Does anyone else know?"
"No, I'm going to have to hide it. Can you help me? Can you tell if it is healthy and safe?"
Dobby ran his hands over Harry's forehead down his arms over his stomach down his legs then back to his head. Dobby smiled. It was all the reassurance Harry needed. Dobby leaned down again. "Boy."
Harry broke into a laugh a full heartfelt laugh. He stood swinging Dobby around in a circle and put him down. Kreacher popped back in then and ignored the curious faces surrounding Harry. He handed over the locket. Harry took it without a word.
"I have one request if I do this Kreacher. I want the painting gone. I want her put here in Hogwarts in the room that has lost things. Hogwarts will take care of the painting but you and anyone in that house will no longer be subjected to its hate."
"No."
Harry flashed his finger. The black ring was clearly visible. He'd received it on his seventeenth birthday. Kreacher looked at it and understood its meaning. He would have to do this if Harry made it an order. Harry looked at him again. He did not want to force the elf anymore than he wanted to force Dobby.
"Kreacher, you are the reason the last true Black is dead. You betrayed him to Bellatrix. Regulus believed what his mother told him about Voldemort. He willingly became a death eater until he understood the full meaning of what that meant. He defied his family and his dark lord and went into the caves and took Voldemort's horcrux and tried to have you destroy it. He sacrificed himself so you could leave and make sure he could fulfill his only request of killing it. You have chosen to listen to that painting. You loved Regulus and he gave up his life to defy Voldemort. How many people can say they have done that? You will take that painting down and restore the noble house of black to its former glory for your love of Regulus Black."
They all stood silent. Dobby was scrunching his ears in his hands. Finally, Kreacher bowed his ears touching the floor and nodded. Harry beamed at him. He snapped his fingers.
"I revoke all invitations to 12 Grimwald Place."
There was a sizzle in the air. Harry turned to the locket. 'open' The locket opened and Harry stabbed it in milliseconds. The water rose again and fell quickly. The horcrux died in front of them. Harry picked up the locket and looked at Kreacher. He motioned for Kreacher to come over.
Kreacher moved and Harry picked up the chain of the locket. "I think Regulus would want you to have this."
The older elf's eyes teared up as Harry slid it over his head. "I know you will do what I asked of you. Dobby, will you help him?"
"Yes Master Potter-Black. I will help him."
"Arggg… Dobby. You know I hate that. Call me Harry."
Dobby being cheeky winked. "Harry."
They both bowed and with two pops they were gone. Harry finally feeling the exhaustion laid back on the ground. The water soaked into his jeans but he didn't give a damn. Just two seconds he thought and I will get up.
"Potter!" Snape's voice rang out behind him.
Or not.
"Yes, Snape. I am going to explain everything, I promise. It will all fall into place and make sense. We are all going to Dumbledore's office and getting this over with. I thought you would want to come with me for this part. It isn't everyday you see horcruxs destroyed."
He could feel the sneer even though his eyes were closed. Harry moved and stood up. He felt a wave of dizziness rock him but ignored it and began to make the trek through the castle. Before they exited the bathroom, Harry pulled the invisibility cloak out of his dragon hide boot that he'd slid it in during the battle. He moved to Malfoy. It was the first time he had actually looked at him since they'd come down here. He refused to meet his eyes and threw the cloak over him.
He didn't wait for a response and made his way to Dumbledore's office. The gargoyle was standing to the side, the passage to his office open. Harry walked up the stairs hearing Draco and Snape following him. He moved walking past everyone and took a seat directly in front of Dumbledore. He didn't speak and threw the horcrux on Dumbledore's desk. He reached back taking the cloak and slid it back in this shoe.
"I also destroyed the locket. Two more down. Three left."
To say Dumbledore was shocked was an understatement. "This is the lost diadem."
"How observant."
Dumbledore turned to him. He opened his mouth to speak. Harry snarled. "No, you have spoken enough." Harry waived his hand. A lock was placed on the door with silencing charms to make sure no one but the people in this room could hear this conversation. "I state this now. If you stay in this room an unbreakable vow will come over you. You will not be able to repeat anything I tell you unless it is to each other."
Draco chose to stand. "I want no part of this."
Harry turned to him and lashed him into the chair and gagged him. "You are the only one in this room who has no fucking choice."
He turned back to the room. "Any takers, speak now."
No one else moved to leave. "Fine." Harry stood bowed his head and felt the vow wrap around everyone's magic in the room. He heard a few gasps at the power he was unleashing but ignored it. "Good, done. Now let's talk about some secrets. How does that sound Dumbledore?"