Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters in it, they belong to J.K. Rowling, Scholastic Books or Bloomsbury Publishing or Warner Bros or whoever owns the rights at this time, but I do not nor do I claim any rights.
Summary: This is going to be a look at a darker Harry Potter, and some of his friends. This fic will have Time Travel in it, making it AU. This is the first in a series of tales that will all be part of the Dark Order Series. In this story Harry and some friends are attacked and captured by a group of unknown people working for an unknown leader.
A/N: I have rated it M because there will be violence, adult themes, and possibly strong language. For now the only pairing I have in mind is Harry/Tonks but there may come a point when other pairs or other groups (Multiple Lovers in one pairing) will come into play. There will be NO detailed sex scenes in the story on this site due to the restriction of the site. I will have an uncensored version on my yahoo group, which I will place the address in my profile to it.
I would like to say thanks to Chelanzar for beta reading this chapter.
Chapter One: Growing Hatred.
In an almost completely empty house, on Number Four Privet Drive, there was only one light turned on. That light was in the room of the smallest bedroom of the house, and the bedroom belonged to a young wizard, by the name of Harry Potter.
This young wizard, to put it lightly, was pissed off. You see, almost a month ago, Harry was tricked into breaking into the Ministry of Magic, as he feared that his godfather was in danger. He was afraid because of a vision he received through his scar, of the dark lord, Voldemort torturing Sirius Black.
When he got to the room that he saw, Harry realized that it was a trap. Just when he and his friends were about to be crushed by Voldemort's forces, Harry's godfather arrived, along with a secret group called the Order of the Phoenix. Unfortunately, while dueling his cousin, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Sirius was hit with a spell and propelled through a veil, killing him instantly.
If the death of Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, wasn't enough to make the boy mad, he also found out that his mentor had lied to him. Harry once considered Albus Dumbledore as his mentor, and also as a grandfather, until he found out that Professor Dumbledore had been lying to him for years.
For years, Harry had to deal with the fact that he was being hunted down by a Dark Lord that wanted to kill him. The same Dark Lord that had killed his parents when he was a mere baby, but he never really knew why he was hunted by this evil man. Not until Albus Dumbledore revealed the truth to Harry, after the death of his godfather.
Harry sat in his room alone in the dark. He really didn't want to think about all that had happened to him. He had lost so much. Even worse than the fact that he lost his godfather was the fact that he lost faith in a man he had grown to respect.
"Why did he lie to me?" Harry asked as he sat on his bed.
'He was trying to protect you.' Came a voice echoing in Harry's mind.
Harry laughs slightly at the comment in his mind. "Yeah the old goat thought that by lying to me he was protecting me and look where that got him now."
'It was for your own good.'
"No!" Harry said as he stood up. "He did it for his own selfish reasons and the fool has caused so much too happen by lying to me. I have blamed Voldemort for all that has happened and I have blamed myself, but the true blame falls on him! That foolish old man kept everything a secret from me, and now Sirius is dead!"
Harry walked over to his desk and looked at the empty cage of the one friend that had never once betrayed him. Hedwig was out hunting, and would not be back until morning, so Harry was left alone.
Harry made his way to his door and then made his way down the stairs of his Aunt and Uncle's house. They were out at a friend's house having dinner, and they had left him at home as usual, which really didn't affect Harry. He didn't want to be bothered by his horrid family now.
"Why must I stay here, when it is clear that I am not wanted?" Harry said as he made his way through the empty house into the living room.
'You know why you must stay here.' Came that same eerie voice in his head. 'Though it is clear that you don't like it here, you must stay for your own protection.'
"Ha what good was the protection for me, when I was attacked by dementors last summer?" Harry said as he walked over to Uncle Vernon's liquor shelf.
'You were not in the house and that is why you weren't protected.'
"Enough! I can't take any more of this. It is his fault, he did this to me and he will pay for it one day. I swear on my parents' graves that, that old fool will pay for lying to me!" Harry said as he reached on to the shelf and pulled down a bottle of vodka off the shelf. "Vernon wont miss this, he will probably think that Dudley took it. After all Dudley is always taking a bottle off the shelf, and he gets away with it."
Harry took the bottle of vodka and made his way out of the house. The sun had already set but the night air was still warmed from the summer's sun. Harry walked down the street and into the deserted park.
He made his way over to a park bench and sat down uncorking the bottle. "I just need to unwind." Harry took a long gulp from the bottle and waited for the slight burn to subside from his throat. "As good as always."
He sat there for about twenty minutes, watching the few people walking by; an old man with a small dog, a group of girls around his age who giggled slightly as they looked at him, and then he saw a woman in her mid forties make her way up the sidewalk towards him.
He didn't pay much attention to the woman as he took another swig from the bottle trying to forget all that had happened to him.
"Wotcher! You seem a bit young to be drinking." Said the woman as she sat down beside Harry on the bench.
Harry looked at the woman and smirked. "Bugger off Tonks."
The woman looked at Harry and smiled as she looked around to make sure no one was watching them. "Harry how did you know it was me?"
Harry didn't even bother to look at her as he took another swig from the bottle and then spoke. "You're the only person I know that says 'wotcher' Tonks."
Tonks grinned a bit knowing that she gave herself away, which she couldn't help. She wasn't supposed to let Harry know that she was watching him, but she couldn't help but come over and talk to him when she saw him outside of that house. "Why haven't you told the order about the way the Dursleys have been treating you?"
"I've sent the letters, like I said I would." Harry said as he took another drink from the bottle.
Tonks looked down feeling badly for him. "Yeah, but you never once said about how they've been treating you. You just keep saying you're fine, but we know you're not."
"What do you want me to say Tonks? Do you want me to say that I am miserable? Well, guess what? I have been miserable ever since I was brought here, and why am I here? I'll tell you why! Because that old coot thinks that my family can protect me from Voldemort, but not once did he think about how it would affect me!" Harry said as he took another drink.
Tonks placed her hand on Harry's shoulder. "I know that you're grieving, Harry, we all are, Sirius meant a lot to all of us, but that is no reason to drown yourself in a bottle."
Harry turned to look at Tonks and tried to remain calm as he looked at her. "Sirius was my godfather and I killed him Tonks!"
"No you didn't Harry!" Tonks said as she ran her hand down rubbing Harry's back. "You didn't kill him, and I will not sit here and allow you to say that."
"Then leave, because right now I don't need any company." Harry said as he pulled away from Tonks and moved down the bench away from her.
'He is hurting so badly but he wont let anyone help him. He can't allow this to consume him, or he will never be able to get over it.' Tonks thought as she looked at him. "Harry, Sirius was my cousin, and I know it is hard, but you can't let his death control your life."
Harry felt bad, because he was so wrapped up in his own problems that he hadn't even given any thought to the fact that others were feeling the weight of the loss as much as he was. "Tonks, I'm sorry, I wasn't even thinking about how it was affecting you or Remus."
Tonks knew that Remus was taking it hard after losing the last of his best friends. "Yeah he is taking it hard, but Harry we are all worried about you. I know that you think we are overly protective but now more than ever you need to be careful."
"I know, Tonks, now that Voldemort is back my life is in danger. Well if Dumbledore was so bloody worried about me then why in the bloody hell did he lie to me for years!"
Tonks looked a bit confused. "What do you mean he lied to you?"
"Oh you didn't know? I see that I am not the only one kept in the dark by that lying bastard!"
"Harry I am not sure what you are talking about, but you aren't the only one left out of the loop. I haven't really been kept in the loop either."
Harry looked at Tonks for a moment and then took another swig from the bottle. "I suppose your right, you are kept in the dark as much as I am. Well I will tell you what I know, which isn't a lot. After Sirius died Dumbledore told me about a prophecy., a prophecy that he knew for years. Basically he told me that I am the only one who can kill Voldemort. That is why he tried to kill me as a baby and has been trying to kill me ever since."
Tonks felt her heart plummet, as Harry told her this. If she felt bad before for Harry and all that he had to bear at such a young age, now she felt even worse for him. Instead of having a normal childhood, he had to grow up way to fast for his own good. "Harry I.."
"Tonks, its alright, you didn't know. Only that old coot knew, and now, after all these years, I finally know the truth." Harry takes another long gulp. "Wanna drink?"
Tonks looked at Harry and then took the bottle and took a drink of it.
"So, Tonks, why are you here?"
Tonks handed the bottle back to Harry, forgetting that he was underage. "I have been watching you all day, though my shift is about done. Remus will be watching you tonight."
Harry took another drink and then handed the bottle back to Tonks. "I better get back to the house then, if he is on. I wouldn't want him getting mad at me too."
"Harry I am not mad at you."
"I know Tonks, but you should be. You have been a good friend to me and yet I was rude towards you."
Tonks sat down the bottle and stood up. She then walked over to the end of the bench where Harry sat and bent down and kissed him on the forehead. "I completely understand, Harry, and don't worry, I wont tell anyone about any of this. Now you hurry home before Remus gets here. I will see you tomorrow."
Harry stood up and hugged Tonks. "Thanks, Tonks, for everything."
Tonks watched as Harry made his way back towards the Dursleys' house. She felt at a loss as she watched him walk away, and didn't want him to leave. Though she knew he had to be home when Remus got here, so he wouldn't get into trouble.