Revelations

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Regulus Arcturus Black

"I'm sorry, but we have to lock you up, it's for your own good." Harry's forehead showed a rather irritated vein that throbbed for a moment. "Damn you spandex wearing people! If you had any idea who I am, or was, you'd be calling me at least, grandfather! I'm close to 200 years old."

The man seemed to sigh deeply. "I'm sorry, but you teleported into our headquarters, so we are detaining you until the professor sees that you pose no harm to us, and maybe he'd even enroll you here at the institute."

"Institute? Where the hell am I by the way? I've not taken much calculation before I jumped, so, I have no idea where I am."

"At Xaviers Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Mutant academy as some call it." Harry nodded. "Indeed, in the terms of humanity, I too am a mutant, though I must wonder… Are you one too? " the man, who Harry belatedly realized was about 30 or something, couldn't be much older, nodded, "You're probably one as well, considering you appeared in our midst's."

Harry looked at him for a moment, sighing deeply, then looked at the man. "Do you know how hard it is for me to have lived through around 20 women, all of which were in a relationship with me, and still waking to see that you haven't changed a bit since you gained immortality?" Harry wasn't really out to make a difference, only a feeling that came to him. When he felt how the magic in the air seemed to change, he got up quickly, warping the bars keeping him contained and looking around, only to see that there was a small speck in the air, the beginning of a portal of some kind, which he shut immediately, not sure that it would be good for his health.

"Such a waste of time." Harry hissed in parseltongue as he looked around for a moment, stretching his fingers a bit and then beginning to conjure a portal into existence, one which would send him to place that was more to his liking, since this world didn't really seem all that interesting to him.

"Goodbye, and give my regards to the redhead. She's got some fine booty there…" Harry said to the redhead who was watching frozen as the portal shimmered into existence and Harry stepped through. There was a silence as Scott Summers stood there, looking at the place where the portal still was shimmering, before it fizzled out.

"Damn, I better tell the rest that our mysterious guest made a mysterious exit."

Life sucked if you were Scott Summers… then again, dressing in spandex made your life suck, from Harry's perspective.

They looked at the landscape as they arrived, landing roughly upon the ground and made no effort to get up, watching as a black haired young man ran a child through with a sword, while a redheaded woman lay on the ground, apparently dead or knocked out. There was a silence as the figure looked up at them, piercing green eyes looking at them.

One of the men looked at the child which had been run through by what he was sure was the Master, but then looked at the child with a closer look, seeing green eyes with speckles of red through it, knowing that that had been the Master, and not the other Harry Potter. "Do you know the God of Magic?" a voice asked them, making them look at the imposing figure of Harry James Potter. "No." was the answer they gave the child slayer, looking at them with barely veiled disgust, then made a portal appear in thin air. "I must kill him."

"Do you reckon he meant the Master?" the other figure nodded. "We better go find him, quick." Using their remaining power, they created a small portal, through which they leapt.

Harry found himself above a small lake, apparently underground, somewhere in Britain, or so he hoped. He landed on an island, just in time to see that there was someone slumped besides the basin, which held a residue of a potion, though through his peripheral vision, he could see something coming out of the water. A groan came from the person, whose ankle had been grabbed by a pale hand, which dragged him underwater, Harry turning around and seeing white flesh, which was worn by corpses which came crawled out of the water. The only reason harry figured that they were corpses was because they had no magic of themselves and were empowered by some outside force, whose magic he DID recognize, as Lord Voldemort's, which was clearly different then his own, though there were similarities, since he was another version of the Dark Lord.

Without really caring for his body, he jumped in after the person who had been mercilessly dragged below by the undead creatures, feeling how hands grabbed him, making him experience an unpleasant sensation as he gripped the wrong leg, feeling the cold wet flesh of an undead thing under his hands instead of the living flesh. A few more tries and once coming face to face with an undead face, which eerily resembled Vernon while he was dead, he grabbed the robe of the person, apparating them two with a crack and a displacement of water…

Harry felt himself touch wood and he looked around, getting the rather peculiar feeling that he was not alone here, since there was additional weight which dragged him down to the floor, the white flesh of the undead making him realize that they must have been holding on to him. He muttered a few words, nonsense words, to make fires appear above his hands and with a wave of his hand, the undead were set alight, despite being clammy and watery.

The flames shot up high, burning only the undead and nothing else and Harry saw that it was good. He sighed deeply as he looked at the body, which belonged to a young man, not even 20 if he was correct. "Could you please tell me your name?"

He asked, cordially, looking at the young man as he looked up, then spontaneously threw up over his wet robes. "Regulus Black, milord." Harry blinked. "Lord?" the newly named Regulus looked up towards him. "You are the Dark Lord, aren't you, ready to punish me for taking your horcrux, right?"

Harry looked at him for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "Not quite, but you were quite accurate… By the way, can you do a tempus spell? I seem to have misplaced my wand…"

9th

"Damn, I guess we must have happened upon a time disturbance… Oh well, I've been through this before, so I guess I'll be alright. Regulus, I can call you that?" Regulus nodded. "We seem to be in grimmauld place… You remember this, don't you?"

"Yes." Regulus muttered. "Did you live here?" "Yes." "Good. Can you show me your room?" regulus nodded, plodding up the stairs with harry following. He hoped that nohbody would actually be using the room, though it was a few days before his trial, and the house seemed to be pretty silent, with it being midnight and all.

Regulus Arcturus Black

The name was printed on a plaque on the door, which Regulus opened, ushering him inside. "This is my room… Everything is still intact…" he seemed ready to cry, a few tears already brushing through his lashes, making Harry give a slow nod as he looked at the younger man, who seemed to be overcome by his emotions.

"Regulus, you can change into something more comfortable, if that's still around, while I go and look for your brother, okay? A lot has changed, and I'm not sure how they would react to your presence… Also, please call me Harry. I'll be acting like I'm a teenager sent from the future, somehow having pulled you along. My full name is Harry James Potter and I found you somewhere, then pulled you here. You got that?"

Regulus nodded as he got up, walking to a dresser in the predominant Slytherin colors and got out a black jersey, which seemed to be almost eaten by moths. There was a silence as he dressed, Harry turning towards the door, opening it once Regulus was dressed. "Okay, time to face the music."

They walked downstairs, hearing the steps creak under their weight. Once they got to Miss's Black's portrait, the curtains opened the screeching of the woman coming as expected. "YOU BLOOD FILTH, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! IF I was… still… Regulus, is that you?"

"Mom?" Regulus his voice sounded weak and fragile as he looked at the portrait of his mother. "Regulus… You've been gone for so long." Regulus looked at his mother with a revering look. "The Dark Lord saved me, mommy. He brought me here."

"Are you the Dark Lord?" she asked Harry, looking at him with a critical eye. "Yes, he is mother. He rescued me from the Inferi." Harry looked at the painting. "I would like it if you wouldn't scream so loud when someone walks past…"

"Of course, milord. Regulus, you be a good boy and eat well. You look like you're starving." Regulus nodded fast. "I will mother." "Good boy. And when you go to sleep, come and visit me, okay?"

"Yes mother." There was a silence as he looked at the portrait of his mother, a smile on his face, mirrored by her, who had seen her son once again. "We have to go now, Regulus."

Regulus nodded swiftly. "Goodbye mother." There was a silence between them as they descended the stairs, looking at the hallway and then seeing nobody, going on to the kitchen, where there were some sounds of movement. Harry entered first, seeing Molly Weasley at the stove, still cooking something, while Sirius sat with his back towards him, chatting with Tonks about something, an article clutched within his hands and he was waving it around. "So, I bet they'll win the season today, so if they do, you'll."

"Sirius Black." He said his voice slightly deeper then the younger version of Harry had at the moment, puberty not really having changed his voice yet.

"Harry? What are you doing here, you're supposed to be in bed by now." Sirius got up, walking towards him, until he noticed that Harry was a bit taller then before, also having a look in his eyes that was deadly serious. "Was it a vision you had Harry. Come on, you can tell your godfather anything…"

"I am not the Harry Potter you know…" he muttered, looking at Sirius for a moment, then wordlessly casting a charm on Regulus to make him invisible to the naked eye as well as the magical eye of Moody, placing an imperius-like effect on Regulus that he would obey whatever command Harry gave him mentally and think it was his own mind giving him the orders.

"What do you mean?" Sirius asked, looking at Harry as he looked at the man, smiling slightly. "I am Harry James Potter, Age 18, destroyer of the Dark Lord Voldemort." Sirius blinked. "Okay, this isn't funny anymore. Who are you, and why are you posing like my godson."

"But Sirius, if you want to know why I am here, you could have just asked. Reason: A time turner accident, just after I beat Tom. It sent me back in the past, making me meet some curious guy who sent me back, but apparently, a few years too early, so here I am, standing in front of you. If it would make you more at ease, my father was Prongs, my mother was Lily, my godfather is Snuffles/Padfoot and my honorary uncle is Moony. You're old enough to be my dad, was unjustly imprisoned, and got a cousin named Bellatrix Lestrange, who is a really nutty person. That enough?" Harry almost gasped for breath as he had just finished that extremely long sentence, while managing to look serious. Sirius still cast him a suspicious look, but then waved towards the table. "Grab a seat and tell me all about how you turned the dark poofter into dust, Harry."

Molly turned around, having heard nothing of it all, since she tended to tune out whatever Sirius said out of dislike for the man, who clearly wasn't liked by her, seeing Harry sit there. "Harry dear, you should be in bed. Come on, off to bed with you. Boys need their sleep."

Harry looked at her and then shook his head. "You're not my mother, so you can't command me. And I'm an adult wizard, so you got nothing to say about what I do, who I fuck, or where I saw that skank daughter of you do Micheal Corner in my fourth year." Sirius looked at him with a weird look. "You mean Ginny?" Harry nodded. "Yes, last thing I saw of her was that she was eaten by an Acromantula, though I think it spat her out and that she's living still… Then again, she was 16 at the time, so I guess that she might have gotten another boyfriend." Molly was shocked into silence as Harry decided to do a little trick that he used at times… his hair seemed to grow really long and his eyes turned ruby-red, looking up at her from underneath his hair. "Miss Weasley, would you please not bother me again… I am having a conversation with my godfather, despite the fact that the Harry Potter you know, is now probably asleep, about to wait for the hearing that he's going to in 3 days."

With a look at Sirius, he hexed Molly's mouth shut, looking at him before waving his hand and his chair transformed into a nice replica of his throne. "So… Got anything to drink here?"

A firewhiskey was handed to him, despite Molly trying to protest against it, Sirius tipping a shot glass into his mouth, Harry and Tonks doing the same. Harry looked at Regulus, who stood there against the wall, looking at the spectacle with a little grin on his face, clearly overjoyed to be in the house again, though he apparently was feeling confused about his brother.

"So, did you lose your virginity yet?" an extremely intoxicated Sirius asked, Harry looked at the man and then schooling his features, keeping on a mask of cold indifference. "Yes." He would have to fabricate something real quick, something that'd make the man stunned into soberness. "Who? Hermione perhaps? Maybe some girl from Hogwarts, like that Cho girl?" Harry shook his head.

"My first… well, that brings back some memories… It was at my 17th birthday, when I was at the Dursleys. I woke up, tied to my bed and then saw four women in the room, and I mean woman as in, older then 20, who then proceeded to do things that you don't want to know…" Sirius's eyebrows rose as did Tonks. "Anyone we know?"

Harry managed a wry grin. "Yes. Bellatrix Lestrange-Black was my first, Andromeda Tonks-Black was my second, Nymphadora Tonks was my third and the final one who had their messy way with me was Narcissa Malfoy-Black." Sirius just stared, Tonks looking at him like he were mad, their eyes almost bugging out of their faces as they processed that one of them had been involved, along with their mother as well as her sisters, both of which who were dangerous.

"How did that happen?" "Andromeda was under the Imperius by Bella and you were under Imperius by Narcissa. Can't say you complained though, you said I had the biggest dick you'd ever seen…" Tonks turned a deliciously scarlet color while Sirius regained some of his facial coloration, which turned normal instead of ashen. "So, had a good time?"

"Sure. They let me go afterwards, leaving Nymphy and Andy with me in the bed, but not before telling me that I was much better than their husbands and that they'd like to do it again… the next morning, I awoke to see your mom about to go down on you, so I really liked it, save for the fact that I was tied down… Uncle Vernon was stunned though when he broke the door down, stunned enough to make sure that he merely sputtered before leaving the room.

Tonks looked at him with an appraising look. "Youre a metamorphmagus too?" Harry nodded, looking at her for a moment and then smiling slightly as his hair receded into his head, his eyes turning blood red, but with a serpentine look about them, his already long fingernails turning even longer and the slanted nostrils completing the look. "Ahh, how do you like this form? Should be enough to scare little Hermione, now would it? Oh yeah, Sirius, I brought a guest for you. Regulus, please step forth."

Regulus his cloak of invisibility, brought on by Harry's magic, fell away, revealing him to Sirius, who merely stared. "You're a Death Eater posing as my brother, aren't you?" Sirius was suspicious of the youth who stood there, while Harry shook his head slightly. "I assure you that he's 100 Black and that I merely saved him from death, some 20 years ago so I guess that he's welcome here, since your mum was so happy to see him again."

"But what about the security of the order? He could go to Voldemort and tell what we are doing here, since he's not a member of the Order yet." Harry looked at his godfather, smiling slightly as he looked at the man and then closing his eyes slightly, his mouth speaking for him. "Well, I promise you that he won't be looking for Lord Voldemort anytime soon, since he tried to destroy a Horcrux of the man when I got to him, so I think that he's safe."

Molly Weasley gasped as she heard the Dark Lord's name spoken aloud by the older version of Harry Potter, who merely looked at her and then glared at her, his voldemort form making her want to hex him. There was a silence between them as they looked at each other and then Harry smiled slightly, his eyes turning back to their normal green color while his body stayed the same. "So, he can stay, right, Sirius? If he can't we can always go to Narcissa and Lucius… though I wonder if they would really accept him like that, maybe even give him to Voldemort as a present or something, though it doesn't really matter to us all."

"Master, don't you give me back to the Dark Lord! I'd rather die." There was a silence as Harry looked at the young man and then quirked an eyebrow, looking at him for a moment and then winking, which looked so wrong with Lord Voldemort winking to people. With a small muttered incantation, Harry's visage turned into a young Tom Riddle's, including any special effects, like the eyes being a bloody red. "Sirius, please escort your brother to his room, also, get some sleep. I'll be back with you tomorrow…"

Three seconds later, a black dome surrounded his chair, which showed nothing of the inhabitant of the dome, making nobody able to pierce it, Harry's power making it impregnable.

He woke up the next morning to the sounds of conversation around him and he smiled slightly, canceling out the dome and then reaching for the pumpkin juice, which sprang into his hand and made him smile a little bit and watched the people that were in the room freeze, their eyes looking at him and making him feel slightly confident that he'd be able to pull this off. Regulus was sitting to his side, looking curiously at him. "Could you pass me the bread, Regulus?"

"Yes, Master." He took the bread that was handed to him, buttering it slightly and then spreading some yam over it, making sure that it was thickly over it before eating it, his eyes scanning the stunned looks of the Order members, along with the non-inducted members.

"Harry Potter… How I have waited till we meet again. Do you remember that time in the graveyard, Harry?" he looked at Harry who looked at him with a vile look, that clearly showed surprise and slight fear at the core. There was a silence as he looked at the young wizard, then looked at Ginny, who was looking at him with an ashen face, which seemed to be something that changed into a mask of fear as he got up and moved towards her, looking at her and then smiling at her. "Boo!" Ginny recoiled as if shot with a sawed off shotgun, the look on her face being so scared that Harry couldn't help but smile slightly at her and think about how she would grow in time. There was a silence handing over the room while Molly was looking at the proceedings, Sirius shaking his head. "Time to let the joke go, you've scared the little girl enough now."

He shook his head slightly, looking at the man and then sighing deeply, drawing a small circle with one finger and a cage sprang up around Sirius. "Didn't I tell you that I would be making some changes around here? First of all, I'd like to congratule Molly Weasley for making sure that our bellies are all filled, Sirius Black for being a nice godfather to Harry, and to Harry Potter for being such a delightful son of mine."

The room looked like it would shatter within a moment, well, reality in the room. All people were looking at him now as he looked at Harry, whose face had turned ashen. "No, that cannot be true."

"Search your feelings, you know it to be true." Harry looked at him, getting up. "Join me, my son. Together, we can defeat Dumbledore."

"NOOOO!" Harry smiled slightly as his younger self assaulted him, trying to punch him or something like that, but he didn't feel it. There was a silence as he looked at the younger boy. "Can you feel the?"

He halted as he saw a portal open up behind Harry, a sword coming out of it, letting Harry drop to the floor and then quickly creating a portal behind him, the figure that emerged from the portal being a slightly younger version of himself. "DIE!"

He grabbed the sword, unheeding of the pain that went through his hand and then diverted his power to deal with his other self, the magic blasting it back, but a mark appeared in the air, the flow of magic suddenly stilling within the air and making him feel helpless, his vast reservoir of power being quite useless. He looked at the portal and then jumped through, going to wherever it led.

The Godslayer cursed as he looked at the god of magic that just disappeared, jumping into another portal that he created, heedless of the people that were still there.

Sirius looked at the scene, then at Harry. "I think we might need to inform Harry as to who he is going to become later, won't we, Regulus?"

There was a silence between Harry, Regulus and Sirius, while the rest of the people were chattering on about how creepy that had been, a fight between two people who were almost identical.

Harry's gone to another dimension, where he'll wreak havoc once more. Something is going to happen to him, which will doom the world? What it is? Well… I'm not telling…

I'll leave you to figure it out, but it has something to do with magic…

Bonus points to those that figure it out.

Demon God of Chaos