A/N:Hello! I have a story for you! Do not fret by this short epilogue, or don't think that this is just another cliché filled dark!Harry story! Nope! This story is different, and will hopefully blow your minds! Enjoy!
Prolouge
'I shouldn't have let him come. I knew it was dangerous. I can't loose Sirius too.'
Those were the thoughts in his mind as Harry Potter watched Sirius, the only parental figure that he had left fall straight through the Veil. He could not feel anymore angry at that moment. But it wasn't just anger. It was all occupying sorrow, grief, rage and unhappiness. Loss and a feeling of hopelessness. So when he turned toward Bellatrix Lestrange, Sirius's cousin and murderer, it was with a smile that he whispered,
"Crucio!"
To everyone's surprise(except Voldemort's) the spell wad cast correctly, and strongly. Bellatrix twitched madly on the floor at his feet, limbs flailing and screams leaving her mouth.
Dumbledore's stony yet falsely cheerful voice broke the silence that now filled the Department of Mysteries(aside from dear Bellatrix's screaming, that is). "Now, now, Harry my boy. Why don't you release Bellatrix from the spell. We'd like to question her while she still has her sanity."
Harry narrowed his eyes at him without releasing the spell. "Why should I? She didn't think of the Longbottom's sanity no did she?" If the killing curse hadn't just flown at him, Harry wasn't sure if he ever would've stopped. He released the spell, and kicked Bellatrix in the head, knocking her unconscious.
Harry shot the cutting curse at the death eater he assumed had cast the avada kedavra at him. Immediately the battle sprung back into action. Everyone forgot about Harry's perfect Unforgivable.
Except Voldemort.
He'd remember it for quite some time.
A/N: I Hope the prologue was to your likeing. The first chapter is being updated now. I would love a review! :D