A hooded figure emerged from the fireplace of Daphne's office spilling soot on the purple carpeting as he slouched into a bow at the feet of the minister. "Master, Slughorn did disclose in the interrogation that he simply knew the basics of the horcrux nothing more nothing less But before I killed him he did tell me something of interest. He told his secret to Harry Potter" Daphne's eyes lit up at this "really so the chosen one may be the key to finding immortality" she grinned. "You have done well go on a muggle rampage you have earned it I have some planning to do" she said the wheels already spinning in her head.
Harry had decided to spend an afternoon catching up with Ron and Hermione at the Leaky Cauldron for a drink. Ron and Hermione were a little concerned that Harry seemed oddly distant tonight. Harry and Ginny had another fight on top of the stress of work in which the dark lord's killing spree was in full force.
When Ron and Hermione decided it was time to get home to their children Harry paid the tab and apparated to 12 Grimmauld Place. The house he had inherited from his godfather had become very lively since Harry and Ginny moved in together. Molly Weasley greeted Harry at the door and the two spent a few hours together with Ginny who was in a bad mood. Ginny kept sending backhanded complements at an ever patient Harry. After the twelfth of these Harry remembered his meeting with Daphne and filled with fury at his abuse. Suddenly a glass burst over Ginny's head. Molly and Ginny looked on in shock as Harry apparated back to work.
Daphne Greengrass's eyes lit up in fury at her apprentice. He had not only gotten carried away with arrogance he wanted access to all of her dark arts tombs which were hers and hers alone, she would share the knowledge but not with him, but had gone as far to threaten to let it slip to the public that she practiced dark arts and was a cold blooded murderer. She knew her apprentice who was new to the dark arts did not have the strength to defeat her in a duel but he could ruin her plans. She happened to look at her ministry check in and found something that made her heart leap for joy. Harry was here. It was time to accelerate her plans.
Harry could tell something was off, he could feel dark magic in the air, and he had only one thought, he needed to help Daphne. When he burst into the office of the minister he found Daphne bound in ropes while a hooded figure stood over her. Daphne grinned to herself as her plan to let the apprentice think he overpowered her worked like a charm.
"It's you you're the new dark lord" Harry screamed as he and the cloaked figure began dueling. The dark lord was amused at Potter who simply refused to throw a dark spell her way. Daphne meanwhile was getting impatient she needed Harry to dispose of her apprentice before her secret was revealed. Harry may one day match Merlin in pure strength but he would never win without using spells he considered dark. Daphne had a special power that helped greatly in politics, she could invade someones mind a coax them into doing just about anything as if it was their own thoughts guiding them.
Harry's mind went blank in the back of his mind he thought for the first time ever that he didn't care about being noble the dark arts were only bad when intended. With a sudden burst of energy the dark lord was blown back crashing into the wall. Harry walked up to the hooded figure with blazing eyes, "AVADA KEDAVRA" and the wizard crumpled. Harry mind went blank as he stared in horror at what h had done. "Good Harry" Daphne said pleasantly "What have I done" Harry said in shock as he looked for the first time at the dark lord's face, it was Victor Krum whom had retired two years ago from quiddich from an arm injury. "You saved me Harry and yourself, do you realize in your effort to please the so called light side that you have been manipulated from the start. Think about it. Hagrid tells you that Slytherin is evil, the Weasley's happen to forget where the platform is, Ron says every compartment was full when it clearly was not the case. It was all a plot for you to fulfill a prophesy. That is now a completed prophesy join me and we will rule the world together. Think about it muggles hate anything to do with magic as your relatives we must round them up join me and we will rule as King and Queen." Daphne said commandingly as Harry was impressed on how quickly she filtered through his memories. He thought of all the time he was manipulated and it filled him with fury.
Harry and Daphne looked at each other for a hard minute before engrossing themselves in a passionate kiss. They soon found themselves bare of clothes as Harry slid his shaft past Daphne's warm lips. After an hour they both were sweaty and Daphne fell asleep in Harry's arms. As Harry lay there he thought about Ginny and instantly understanding dawned on him. He never liked Ginny until randomly one day and she appeared to go out of her way to make him lust her. "A love potion" he said allowed as Daphne nodded it was obvious. "'I've got to go baby I'll be back" Harry said as he gave Daphne a quick kiss.
Harry was in deep anger as he arrived at midnight to his house. The thrill that flowed through his veins from the murder of Krum still remained. Harry saw Ginny was still up wearing his mothers slippers despite Harry never giving her permission. If he were to use dark magic the aurors would arrive instantly so with steady hands he grabbed the sword of Gryffindor replica that the goblins hade made for him following the fall of Voldemort off of its spot on the fireplace mantle. "What are you doing Harry" Ginny screamed as she slashed her arms off. With a predatory gleam on his eye he plunged the sword into her womb ripping the baby out. As Ginny screamed Harry cut her in half. James and Albus came down and Harry never batted an eye as he cut them down. He brought their body's to the ministry where Daphne said they would be "victims of Krum's". It fit well.
At the funeral Harry cried fake tears that fooled everyone. After the funereal he apparated to Daphne's office to catch up. He never noticed the suspicion in the eyes of Neville Longbottom.