During the summer after Harry Potter's first year, he overhears Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione talking. He finds out that he has been betrayed by his so-called best friends, and turns around to the one place he can - The Dark. Features Dark!Harry, Evil!Harry, Manipulative!Dumbles, Ron/Ginny/Hermione/Dumbles bashing.

Harry Potter had just finished his first year at Hogwarts. He had made friends with Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Neville Longbottom. They were all in Gryffindor together. Harry was happily whistling towards the train, when he overheard whispered voices from inside the Great Hall. Harry thought 'What's a little harm in eavesdropping. It's probably just some teacher conference'

But what he heard changed everything. From inside the Great Hall, he heard the hushed voices of his two closest friends, Ron and Hermione, plus the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Hermione said quietly, "But professor, do we really have to write Potter? After all, he's under compulsion and loyalty charms to us, he'll never turn away from us, they are too strong." "Of course not, my dear, but you have to keep up your act as his friends." Ron sneered at this and replied "Friends? Hah, he's so stupid, with all those magical blocks on him he practically failed half his classes." Harry felt a tingling inside his magical core hearing those words and he suddenly felt more in tune with his magic, but ignored it and decided he was just angry.

Harry was seething inside. 'How dare they! They betrayed me, put compulsion charms on me, put magical blocks on! Even Voldemort is better than that, at least he tells his Death Eaters what he's truly planning, not manipulate them to do what he wants.' Harry decided to go to Gringotts as soon as he got back to London. He stalked down to the train, barely noticing anyone.

He opened a compartment, not caring who was inside and sat down, his face set in a deep scowl with his his burning in a hatred that should not have been capable of an eleven-year-old. When he finally looked up after about three minutes, he saw the inquisitive faces of Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, and Theo Nott. Instead of what he expected, a sneer and being kicked out of the cabin, Draco motioned for him to sit down across from them.

The four Slytherins were looking at him with questioning looks, and Theodore finally got up the courage to say, "Hey, um, Potter? I know were not the best of friends and all, but what's got you so mad?" Harry looked up, his face still buried in a scowl.

What he said shocked the four. "Mudblood and Weasel happened to me." All four Slytherins stared at him in shock until Draco spoke nervously, "Weren't you three, err, friends?" He regretted those words instantly. Harry's face darkened instantly and the four friends swore the temperature lowered immensely in the cabin. Harry's eyes were filled with rage as he hissed, "They were never my friends and they never were. They betrayed me, and now they will pay!" Draco looked terrified as he saw the look of pure murder in the Gryffindor's eyes.

The Malfoy heir finally mustered the courage to say, "Well, if those idiots are going to be pricks to you, you're welcome here. Say hello to the Snake Pit." Harry smirked, and said, "Finally, I'm where I have always belonged."

After some time, Blaise asked Draco if he'd like to play chess, to which the he accepted. Pansy decided to kill time reading, and Theo got Harry to play exploding snap with him. About half way there, the group of five was disturbed by the most unwanted duo possible. Weasley and Granger.

They both entered the cabin, before Weasley started screaming at Harry. "Harry what are you doing, your hanging around with Death Eater scum!" Then Hermione chastised "You're a Gryffindor Harry, and they are Slytherins. You should not be hanging out with the likes of them." Weasley nodded, and both looked to Harry, expecting to see him already up and ready to follow them.

However, Harry had no mind to do that, instead he was absent-mindedly flicking his wand at the pencil on his desk, causing it to flip and twirl in the air. Seeing him do this shocked Hermione, the only way he would be able to lift the first magical block successfully managed to figure out he had magical blocks, and there was no way he could have known that. She decided he must have been practicing a lot.

Harry finally looked up, giving his two former friends a look of disgust and strong distaste, before he pointed his wand at them and shouted muttered something. They were both shoved forcefully out of the cabin, the door slamming in their faces.

Once they had reached the platform, Draco went off to his family, as did the other Slytherins. Harry did not see the Dursleys thankfully, so he headed off to Diagon Alley. He headed quickly to Gringotts, and on entering, he saw a goblin that he recognized.

He walked over and greeted the goblin formally. "Greetings Griphook." The goblin was startled, it was not often that a wizard remembered a goblin's name. He greeted back. "Hello Mr. Potter. What can I do for you today?" Harry said "I would like all charms affecting me physically or emotionally taking off, as well as any magical blocks. Griphook was stunned that anyone would put a magical block on a child, but motioned for Harry to follow him into one of the ritual rooms. Griphook gave Harry a dagger and put down a magical parchment. Harry did as he was told and cut himself across the palm without flinching once. The words slowly appeared on the paper.

Harry James Potter

Father- James Potter

Mother- Lily Potter nee Evans

Godfather- Sirius Black

Godmother- Narcissa Malfoy nee Black.

Heir of house Potter

Heir of house Black

Heir of house Peverell

Heir of house Gryffindor

Heir of house Slytherin

Magical core type

Dark- 75%

Neutral- 20%

Light- 5%

Magical Blocks

Parseltongue (Albus Dumbledore)

Metamorphmagus (Albus Dumbledore)

Natural Occlumens (Albus Dumbledore)

Natural Legilimens (Albus Dumbledore)

Magical Prodigy (Albus Dumbledore)

Wandless magic affinity (Albus Dumbledore)

Wordless magic affinity (Albus Dumbledore)

Dark Magic affinity (Albus Dumbledore)

Compulsion Charms

Hate all Slytherins (Molly Weasley)

Hate Lord Voldemort (Molly Weasley)

Hate Dark Magic (Albus Dumbledore)

Love Gryffindor (Albus Dumbledore)

Loyalty Charms

Ronald Bilius Weasley (Albus Dumbledore)

Hermione Jean Granger (Albus Dumbledore)

Molly Weasley (Albus Dumbledore)

Albus Dumbledore (Albus Dumbledore)

Other

Glamour charm (Albus Dumbledore)

By the time Harry had finished reading the list, he was fuming. All he could manage to say was "Remove them all." Griphook nodded, before calling a healer in. Harry lay down, and the goblin healer got to work. It took almost an hour, but finally all the blocks and Charms were removed.

Harry stood up, and feeling the height difference, asked for a mirror. Who he saw was not Harry Potter. He was now 5 foot 9, normal for his age. His hair was no longer messy, instead it feel to his shoulders in waves. His eyes were shining with power, and he found he no longer needed glasses. His build was stronger, and his nose was pointed. His eyes were almond shaped now, no longer rounded.

Griphook looked impressed. Harry handed him the seventy galleons from a handy bottomless money bag he had gotten. " Oh, Griphook, may I have my heir rings?" The goblin looked surprised, but nodded.

Griphook chanted for about a minute, until four rings were in the air. The first was golden, with a red ruby in the middle. The second was platinum, with a black opal in the middle. The third was silver, and showed a picture of the Deathly Hallows engraved into a crystal, white the fifth was gold and had a griffin engraved in the center. The last one was silver, with an emerald and a snake carved into it.

After Harry put them on, Griphook smirked and said "Welcome Lord Potter-Black-Peverell-Gryffindor-Slytherin. Harry returned the smirk. "One last thing, Griphook. If you don't mind, I suspect some money is being taken from my vaults without my consent. I would like to promote you to keeper of my vaults, and stop whomever is taking my money. Griphook smiled viciously.

Harry left Gringotts feeling very accomplished. He decided to buy some new robes. After all, he was now a rich and influential Lord. At Madame Malkins, he bought practically everything he could, from Dress robes, to socks, all in Acromantula silk. Harry finally understood what Draco Malfoy must have felt like.

Harry left the shop, not truly knowing what to do. In the end, he decided to visit Knockturn Alley. He visited Borgins and Burke's where he got some books on Dark Magic, Occlumency, Legilimency, Wandless Magic, and Nonverbal magic, seeing as those were the subjects he had an affinity to. He also got books on Parseltongue and Metamorphmagus.

He visited Dark Specimens, in the hopes of finding a snake familiar. He was a Parselmouth after all. Inside the shop, he found a beautiful black one with golden eyes and red patterns along its back. After a few minutes of conversing with it in Parseltongue, he found out that her name was Thana, the female version of Thanatos. She agreed to be his familiar, telling him that she was a Magical Diamondback Venomtooth. She could change size at will. Harry agreed to let her keep the her venom, and bought her.

Keeping the snake wrapped around his neck, Harry went to his last stop, Sonoruses Custom Wands. As he entered the shop, he could barely contain his shock. There, standing right in front of him, was Bellatrix Lestrange. The Aurora's had tried to catch the Dark witch, but she escaped into hiding. Harry knew he should have reported her, but considering he was thinking about joining the Dark side himself, why would he do that?

As Bellatrix turned around to face whoever was behind her, she saw the shock of her life. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, was in Knockturn Alley, with a deadly snake around his neck. He had also not reported her, nor did he show any signs of doing so. She saw him looking at her with a look of curiosity, before turning his head to face the snake now on his arm. Bellatrix Lestrange felt as though she might faint, when she saw the boy go through a series of hisses with his snake.

Then, as Bellatrix saw the pile of books next to him, she suddenly understood. Looking at the top two titles, and saw Magick Moste Evile and The Unforgivables: A Guide, she understood. The boy had gone Dark. After she had gotten her wand (Ash with Runespoor venom, 12 inches) she stayed behind, as she wanted to talk to Potter. She watched as he got Yew with Basilisk Scale and Thestral Hair, 12 ΒΌ inches. He saw her standing there, and walked over to her, motioning for them to go and talk in a more secluded spot in the alley, so no one would hear their conversation.

Bellatrix started bluntly. "You've gone Dark haven't you Potter." Harry smirked at her, he knew that someone would figure it out eventually. "Oh well done Bella. 20 points to Slytherin." He drawled.

"It's been quite a long day for me, figuring out two of my best friends betrayed me." He scowled deeply at that. Bellatrix frowned. Something inside her, the maternal instincts deep inside her were going off. Before she knew it, she had asked "Potter, would you like to come over to Lestrange Manor for the break and have me tutor you in some new spells? She subtly pointed at The Unforgivables: A Guide. In a past life, Harry would have never trusted her, but his magic, his core was whispering that she was telling the truth. Harry nodded. Bellatrix nodded back, and he grabbed her arm, feeling the pull of side-along apparition.

At Lestrange Manor, Bellatrix quickly explained which room was Harry's, and showed him it. No one else was there, as her husband, Rudolphos, and his brother Rabastan, and been caught. She pulled Harry through the manor, before heading off to the training room. Once there, Bellatrix immediately launched into tales about how to use Dark Magic, and how to use it efficiently. Her eyes gained an insane glint as she started talking about the Unforgivables, especially the Cruciatus.

The first thing she did was teach Harry some easy Dark Magic as a warm up, before settling into some medium level work. To her shock, he performed each spell perfectly first try. She was wondering just how he was so good at it, when she realized Harry was staring at her, having run out of spells to practice. She looked through all they had done, and to her shock, the next level of spells were the Unforgivables. She decided to let him do the Cruciatus first, as it was her favorite. She went down to the dungeons quickly, before bringing up a fat Muggle with her.

Harry's eyes gained an insane glint similar to hers when he saw the man. When Bellatrix questioned this, Harry said the man looked very much like his abusive Muggle Uncle. Bellatrix thought this would be helpful, as you needed a lot of hate to perform the Cruciatus.

"Crucio!" He said. Nothing happened. Bellatrix smiled encouragingly and said "Don't worry Harry. Even I did not get the Unforgivables first try. You said the man looked like your Muggle uncle. Think about all the hate you have for him."

Harry agreed, thought about all the times his uncle Vernon had abused him, hit him, denied him food, and locked him inside his cupboard. He would turn a blind eye to Dudley, sometimes even encourage him. Harry felt the hatred for the man flowing through him. 'He's just a filthy Muggle. I am a Wizard, I am more powerful, more special, than them.' After thinking through so many of his childhood memories, he turned around to the Muggle, hatred blazing in his eyes.

"CRUCIO!" He snarled. A bright red beam of light shot out of Harry's wand. The Muggles screams tore out within the chamber, and Bellatrix looked thrilled, but slightly deranged. Harry felt the power coursing through him, he could hardly see as his vision was covered in gold light.

When Harry finally lifted the curse, he almost fainted in exhaustion. Bellatrix held him up, and led him to his room. She knew how tiring the Unforgivables were at first, especially for someone who had barely done any Dark Magic before then.

As soon as Harry had lay down on the soft feather bed, he felt himself slipping into unconsciousness. Bellatrix closed Harry's door silently behind her. She cast a tempus, and her wand shot out 10:37 PM. It had been a very long and surprising day, and Bellatrix was completely ready to continue her lessons were Potter in the morning.

Woohoo! Yay another story! If you have not noticed, I really enjoy Dark Harry! He's gonna get to know Bella some more and cast the Imperius next chapter!

~ArtemisMalfoy101