Life and Death

By: Nikkii-Love706

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!

Warning: Yaoi, Fluff, maybe some Smutt, Abuse, Rape, Dark!Harry, Bashing!Dumbles/Ron/Ginny/Molly/Hermione/Others?, Graphic Murder, Slight Insanity, etc.

"Talking"

'Thought'

"Parselmouth"

"BeastSpeak"

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Chapter 1: Giggles!

'I have finally lost it.' Harry thought as he stared at the door to his cupboard. "Weeeeeeee." He giggled in a very non-seventeen year oldish way as he played with a spider. It has been three days since his uncle had locked him in here. "I have an amazing plan, Mr. Spider, but I don't know if I can trust you enough not to go blabbing about it." He giggled again as he curled up in to a kitten worthy ball and fell asleep.

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When he awoke later that day the cupboard door was opened a crack. Harry immediately poked his head out and scanned the hall and the rooms he could see. He spotted his whale of an uncle and his hippo of a cousin in the sitting room watching TV. 'Oh, yay, that means Aunt Giraffe is in the kitchen.' He thought happily. "Her first!" He mumbled to himself as he slipped in to the kitchen completely unnoticed.

Petunia was at the sink cleaning the dishes from dinner and was facing away from the door. With a large grin plastered to his face, he drew a knife from its holder on the counter and crept up behind his aunt. Without any hesitation he slit her throat from behind and spun her around to face him. Her blood gushed out of the cut and slattered the front of his overly large and old T-shirt. "Hiya auntie!" He exclaimed in a child-like tone as he started to stab her repeatedly in the chest and stomach. He couldn't help but lightly giggle as her blood pooled around there feet and flow down his hands. With a giddy grin he dropped her body to the ground along with a few pots and pans that were behind her. "Bye auntie." He waved down at her motionless form.

Harry could hear his uncles earth-shaking footfalls coming down the hallway, so he moved to stand next to the door and wait for his next toy to walk in. He smiled as he rubbed his hands together barely holding in his excitement. "Petunia, darling, is everything alright in here?" Vernon asked as he waddled in to the room. "No, uncle, she is not OK. She got blood all over the place. So messy!" Harry repriminded the lifeless form on the floor before turning his attention to his uncle who's face was now an angry purple color. "How dare you! You little waste of spa – arggh." Vernons words came out gurgled due to the knife Harry had jutted out in to his neck. "Now, now, uncle Vernon, use your inside voice." Harry said sternly as his uncle collapsed to his knees and was sputtering blood all over the raven-haired boys pants. Harry's smile fell, "Oh no, uncle, I already stabbed auntie, what am I supposed to do with you?" Harry pondered this for a moment before he snapped his fingers and his grin came back, "Oh I know!" He stated excitedly before gripping Vernons hair in a tight fist and leveling his knife to the fat throat. "We will just cut a little off the top!" He stated as he started to saw his way through the fat, muscle, and bone in his uncles neck. Sadly, the fat lard died half way through Harry's game.

Harry gave a small sniffle as he dropped his uncles head next to the large body. "That was no fun. Uncle gave up the game to quickly!" Then he remembered that his cousin was still in the sitting room watching TV. "I can always try again if I want!" He stated happily. He clapped his blood soaked hands together before shouting to his cousin, "Dudders, desert is ready." He stepped over Vernon's head and listened as Dudley bounded to the kitchen. 'Oh, Duddiekins didn't even notice that it wasn't Petunia.'

The fat boy rushed in through the open door and stopped dead in his tracks at seeing the blood. "Mum? Da?" The large boy asked as he tried to stept closer without actually stepping in the blood. "Aww Dudley, don't worry, you will be joining them soon enough!" His cousin halted all movement and the color washed quickly from his face. "Harry? You did this?" He asked incrediousely. "Why, of course I did silly. Do you like?" He smiled as he drew his knife across the other boys blubber belly. Without waiting for a answer Harry cut off Dudley's shirt and pushed the boy down. "This is going to be a fun game! Do you want to play with me Dudders?" The raven-haired boy asked innocently and tilted his head to the side. The fatter boy shook his head fervently. "Aw, no fun! Well, I still want to play!" He said as he sliced a shallow cut across the boys stomach. Dudley screamed as Harry giggled while carving designs and little pictures in to his cousins skin, each slices got deeper and deeper. The emerald eyed boy paused to admire his work. "Somethings missing." He mummbled to himself as he scratched his cheek. He snapped his fingers and excitedly started stabbing the letters in to the other boys chest, "F." He said when he finished the first letter. "R." He licked his lips. "E." The boy below him started to shudder. "A." And as slowly as possible he stabbed in the next letter. "K." He patted his cousins stomach, "Freak. That should do it, right?" He got no reply due to the fact that when he had finished the 'K' the large boy had stopped breathing.

"Oh – not again! My toy died and I had so much planned to do! Hmph." Harry sniffled as he twirled his finger through the puddle of blood surrounding him.

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Outside of #4 Privet Drive stood a small group in black robes. Four of them had on silver skeleton masks, while the one in the center wore no mask though his eyes were a gleaming red. "Bellatrix, I want you to come with me, we will search the downstairs. Lucius and Fenrir check upstairs. Rabstian stay outside and keep watch, we don't want the Order of the Flying Dodo to interfer." The group nodded.

"My lord?" A soft voice asked from beside him. "Yes, Bella?" "What do we do when we find the boy?" She asked as they walked to the front door with Lucius and Fenrir following closely behind. "That really depends on his reaction." Voldemort stated as he opened the door. Immediately his hand flew to his nose. "Dear Salazar, what is that?" He glanced behind himself to see the other men were holding there noses as well. Bellatrix just smiled before stating, "Its blood." The group looked at her then the house and quickly went in search for the boy.

Before they could get very far there was a giggle from the door down the hall. The group warily walked to the door and the sounds of the giggles got louder as the stnch of blood got stronger. Voldemort gestured to the door and the still smiling Bellatrix opened it. Her smile fell when the door was fully opened. All of them looked in to the most gruesome thing any of them had ever seen and they have seen a lot.

Sitting in the middle of three bodies and large puddles of blood was a sickly, skinny boy with insane emerald eyes and drenched from head to toe in fresh blood. The boy was playing in the puddle giggling away. Someone in the group released a gasp and the boys dead eyes flickered to them and in a flash he was holding a knife. He peered at them before smiling and going back to playing in the puddles.

"Bella, can you get him cleaned up?" The only female of the group nodded and happily skipped over to the boy. "Lucius I want you to find and collect his things." The blonde nodded and swiftly went in search for the boys belongings. "Fenrir, I want you to inform Rabastain of what we found, "He stated werily as he watched Bellatrix try to get the boy to get up. "Also, tell the elves to prepare a room across the hall from mine." The werewolf nodded before leaving to do as he was told.

"Bellatrix, hurry up." Voldemort huffed. "He wont listen to me, my lord." He growled and waltzed up to the two. "Harry get up now and listen to Bellatrix." He demanded. The boy looked up at him curiousely, then got up and held his hand out for Bellatrix. ""ood boy.""She cooed before dragging him off to the bathroom. Voldemort sighed and looked around the room, "What is going on?" He mumbled to himself as he left the empty room.

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* Well- that was the first chapter. Should I keep going with it? And who should the pairing be?