Harry had, had enough. He had, had all that he could take, and in his mind, the world was going to regret the day it turned on Harry Potter.
Voldemort sat in his thrown. He sat in his castle in a dense forested island off the coast of Britain. He was in a very dark room, lit by the fire in front of him, where his beloved pet snake lay. "Ah, Nagini," the snake moved slightly as she listened to her master, "great hatred our little Potter is feeling; great hatred indeed. The Wizarding world betrayed him. I can feel his pain, it is comparable to what I was feeling when I turned, when I had learned of my past, of my father who deserted my mother. Nagini, I feel we will be hearing from Mr. Potter very soon." Nagini hissed happily and returned to her spot by the fire.
Harry awoke with his goals clear to him. He would send a message to Lord Voldemort. He would join him in creating a new world. A world with purebred wizards, although he knew that was not necessarily what he wanted. Perhaps if he worked hard he could convince Voldemort to at least allow half bloods in the world.
Harry walked over to his dresser in his cupboard and he pulled out some parchment, a quill, and some ink. He began to write,
Dear Voldemort,
I have grown tired of the world I live in. They don't trust me, they treat me as filth. I wish to join your forces and create a new world, one cleaner and better than the one we currently live in. I understand if you do not accept this, if you do not, I will not fight for either side, but step aside and let you begin your reign, as I know it will be greater than I could ever imagine.
Yours in Obedience,
Harry Potter.
That felt like it kissed his ass enough, I think he'll like that, Harry thought to himself as he walked over to Hedwig and attached the letter to her leg, "Take this to Lord Voldemort." Hedwig stayed for a split second and stared into Harry's eyes, then she abruptly took off into the morning sky.
Harry figured he'd get a fairly fast reply from Voldemort and so he started to pack his things in his trunk and began to write a departure note for the Dursleys.
Voldemort awoke to a pure white owl tapping on his castle window. He hastily got out of bed and allowed the owl entry. The owl stuck out it's leg and gave Voldemort the letter to which his leg was attached. Voldemort read the letter, his eyes grew more and more delighted as he read on. Voldemort quickly put the letter down and wrote a reply.
Dear Harry,
I see that you have finally come to your senses. I will meet you just out of Hogsmeade about one hundred yards North of the Shrieking Shack in two days from now. I look forward to teaching you to tap into the magical power I know you have. I am sure that you have not been instructed on how to use it thus far, and so it will be a good first lesson. Bring all of your possessions and prepare for a long journey, as I will need to appraise your intentions.
Your Leader,
Voldemort
This should do it, he hastily attached the letter to the owls leg and set her free out his window. He then got changed into his favourite robes and prepared himself for the great day of preparation that lay ahead. He must organize a meeting of the Death Eaters two days from now, as they will want to know that young Potter has joined their effort.
Harry heard a familiar tap at the window and walked towards it to let Hedwig in. She looked completely disgruntled and pecked him hard on his forehead as he retrieved the letter attached to her leg. "Ow!" He shouted, but quickly remembered he was trying to be somewhat sneaky about his leaving, and so he quieted down immediately. "That hurt you ruddy bird." She looked at him genuinely offended and sat on her perch with her back towards him, Harry rolled his eyes at her and began to read the letter. He was pleased with it's contents and began plans to meet Voldemort in two days, he decided it would be best for him to leave on the day he was to meet Voldemort if he didn't want the others to find him.
Two Days Later
Harry hastily shrunk his luggage, he had become 17, legal age, a week ago, and apparated to Hogsmeade, where he begun his trek to the Shrieking Shack. Once he arrived he performed his compass spell and the wand pointed him North. So he began to walk, he decided he'd walk as long as he had to before he found Voldemort. It wasn't long before he recognized a dark hooded figure in the distance. He walked up to him silently and stood in front of him.
"I have waited a long time for this Potter. As you most likely know I have been studying you for a very long time."
"Yes, master, I'd like to say the same, but I cannot, as it is only recently that I understood the disgusting state our Wizarding world is in."
"Yes, I see that, hold out your forearm Potter." Harry did just that as he had the Dark Mark charred into his skin. Harry did not even wince, the Dark Lord seemed impressed with this. "Great courage you have, but also great stubbornness, and a strong will. It will indeed be interesting working with you."
"I will try my best to please you my lord." Voldemort merely smiled as he begun t lead Harry into the close by forest where they would apparate to the castle.