This is a male/male story and may contain mpreg, violence, child abuse, and swearing. Do not flag if you don't like it don't read it. DarkHarry! GW RW and HG bashing TR/HP LV/HP
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER ALL CHARACTERS AND HOUSES BELONG TO J.K ROWLING I AM NOT MAKING MONEY OFF THIS STORY!

'Last night I woke to my uncle standing above my bed screaming at me while his meaty fingers pointed at me right before he slapped me across my face. He proceeded to call me a freak and told me to fix his breakfast, the abuse over the last few weeks have been worse since Aunt Petunia was gone. She left him for a man with more money, who was much better looking I might add. Needless to say she took her precious Dudley-kins with her, this all happened while I was at school last year. Anyway School starts tomorrow, so I guess that means I can beg Dumbledore to move me out of that house. To be honest I am losing faith in the headmaster, some days I just want to run away from it all and be me.' He paused for a moment from his writing to scoff, like that would ever happen he would die before he could be himself, by the hand of Lord Voldemort who is ironically his soul-mate. Yes his soul-mate was a sadistic, arsehole who wanted to take over the wizarding world, and also his enemy. Their fate had been intertwined long before they were born, Voldemort had felt the pull though but never actually understood it. In his eyes Harry was his enemy, which meant he had to kill him.

"Hedwig what am I going to do? Tom and I we are soul-mates at least according to that potion." He smiled a little as he flashed back to the night he made the potion. 'Harry sat on the floor in the second floor girls bathroom talking to moaning Myrtle, as he carefully read the instructions of how to brew the potion. Myrtle asked him why he was making a potion to find his soul-mate. He told her he didn't know, but he felt like if he was going to die he would at least like to know who he or she was. By the time he had finished the sentence the potion had been done the last thing to add was his blood. He took the small pocket knife and cut open his hand letting the three drops directed fall in. Soon a puff of smoke with a name appeared above the couldrin in bold print. Harry gasped as he read "TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE". He couldn't believe his eyes. His mate was the man who was most likely going to kill him in the coming months. That's when it hit him like a brick wall, what if he went dark, he could finally maybe be normal. I mean honestly Hermione and Ron had turned their backs on him. Ginny was a cunt, and Molly had been putting the ideas in her head she would marry him which wasn't going to happen. The twins, Remus, Charlie, and Bill had all gone Neutral. Neville and Luna would follow him no matter what, as would Luna's Father. He then called for Dobby who came instantly handing him a note for the headmaster the note saying 'I am goig to be resorted no questions asked, you won't change my mind so don't even try. ~Harry Potter'

The next morning he woke up early and grabbed his trunk heading out for his fifth year at Hogwarts. He had his uncle drive him to the station after promising if he did he would be rid of him for the rest of his life. Once at kings-cross station he got onto the train, instead of sitting with the usual group he went to the car where he knew Malfoy and the Snakes would be. He opened the door seeing only Malfoy he stepped in. "What do you want Potter?" Malfoy spat with poison in his words. "I am here for a truce Malfoy, I need your help." Malfoy looked confused but nodded, knowing Potter was serious. he had to be if he came unguarded toa pit full of snakes. Harry quickly put a locking charm on the door and a silencing charm on the room. "I am planning to go dark, and I need to speak to your father. I was hoping you would help me relay messages to him. It would be weird for me to be getting mail from him." Draco smirked agreeing with him but was surprised by Harry saying he is going dark. I mean for god sake he was the bloody boy-who-wouldn't-die, that was apparently bonkers. Harry continued, "I am going to get resorted tonight and odds are I'll be in Slytherin, so relaying messages won't be to hard." Draco nodded "Alright Potter." "Call me Harry." "Alright Harry call me Draco." "Of course Draco." With that Harry smiled and removed the spells just as the other arrived.


I know its short I am very sorry! Tell me what you think, sorry about the grammar, it's 2:58 am right now. Anyway I hope ya'll like it.