A/N: Hello every one! Welcome to Darkness Dwells. I hope you will enjoy this story and if you don't, well there's no pleasing every one. –shrugs-
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. –sob- Meh. J. K. Rowling is an amazing author!
Warnings: Well, dark!Harry to begin with, Lily and James are alive, and Sirius is not in Azkaban. Oh, and strong language, if that bothers you. And gore in later chapters.
Enjoy the story!
When Harry and Lydia had Disapparated, they ended up in the woods behind Riddle Manor (the Anti-Apparation wards prevented them from Apparating closer).
They slowly walked up to their home, talking and joking and nudging each other. They looked up and saw Bellatrix running towards them. The Dark siblings grew serious and rushed to meet her.
As they reached Bellatrix, she gasped for breath and began talking, "Hurry. Your Father must speak with you immediately. You have another assignment and it must be completed tonight."
Lydia nodded, "Of course Bellatrix. Thank you for informing us. We shall not keep our Lord waiting." Harry and Lydia hurried to the throne room to report to the Dark Lord.
The siblings stood outside the room, composing themselves, and promptly knocked. Voldemort's voice called for them to enter. They opened the door and briskly walked to Him, standing confidently. Harry and Lydia bowed deeply, straightened, and awaited their orders.
He handed them a paper that had an address written on it, "Eliza Crane. She has betrayed me and endangered the two of you. She has told Dumbledore that I have an Heir. I have attempted to call her, and have received no response. Lydia, you have been mistaken for that Heir. This is in our favor. You will protect your brother at all costs. If you are captured, you will pretend to be my Heir for as long as possible. Understand?"
Lydia dropped to one knee and bowed her head, "Yes my Lord. I would be honored. Your true Heir will be safe with me."
He nodded, "I trust you my Princess. Now go. Destroy Eliza Crane. I want it to be a bloodbath. Hold nothing back."
Harry and Lydia nodded and quickly left. They jogged out to the woods and Disapparated.
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Harry and Lydia Apparated to a small muggle town in the middle of a dark street. They cautiously walked to the house number Voldemort had given them. Lydia quickly unlocked the door and the siblings slipped inside.
They found Eliza Crane cowering in a hall closet. Lydia reached in and yanked the small woman out by her hair. She dragged her to the parlor. Lydia conjured a chair and Harry spelled ropes to tie Eliza to the chair.
Lydia thrust her wand into Eliza's face, "You told Dumbledore that I'm the Dark Heir. Why would you so blatantly betray Him, even knowing that you would be killed mercilessly?"
Eliza shuddered and whimpered, "Please, please, don't kill me." She started to cry, "Please, I'm sorry! I-I didn't realize what I was doing! I'm sorry, please!" she screamed as Lydia slid her wand across Eliza's, slicing a deep gash.
Eliza panted through the pain, tears mixing with the blood, "Please. Dumbledore cast a compulsion spell on me! Please, I swear I didn't mean to! Please, I'm so sorry. So sorry…"
Lydia stared at her emotionlessly, "I don't believe you."
Lydia pulled a knife from an inside pocket of her battle robes and gouged Eliza's right eye out. She went on and tore Eliza's tongue out. She dropped them to the floor. Eliza never stopped screaming.
Lydia tilted her head to the side, "Harry, would you like a turn?"
Harry chuckled lightly, "Hm. Yes. Father asked us to make it a bloodbath, yes? Let's paint the walls red sister." Lydia smiled.
Harry gave a sadistic smirk and levitated the blood off her face into the air and splattered it across the wall. Lydia made another cut and harry repeated the process.
Lydia stopped and turned to Harry. "Did you hear that?" she whispered. They listened closely. They heard four faint popping noises. Lydia's eyes widened and threw locking spells against the door.
She quickly and silently summoned all of Eliza's blood out of her body as Harry summoned Eliza's heart. Lydia splashed the summoned blood onto the walls. Harry squeezed Eliza's heart and blood gushed out of it; he then stabbed it with one of Lydia's knives.
Lydia produced a battle axe from her robes; she twirled it in her hands then neatly swung it, cleaving through Eliza's neck. A disgusting squishing and crunching noise sounded followed by a wet 'thump'. Lydia picked up Eliza's head and banished both the head and the heart to His throne room.
Lydia flicked her wand and Eliza's internal organs ripped form her lifeless body and draped themselves over the various fixtures in the parlor.
Harry and Lydia slipped from the house and walked quickly, not sure if they had been spotted by the Aurors. They had.
A flash of green light flew past them, a breath away from hitting Harry. "Shit! I missed!" an Auror hissed angrily.
Harry threw a killing curse right back and dove behind a parked car. Lydia sent throwing knives at a cluster of Aurors, slashing one of them in the arm and killing two others.
Another Auror sent a Stunner that hit Lydia square in the chest. She was flung backwards into the wall of a building behind her and knocked unconscious.
Harry quickly ducked out from his hiding place, dodging spells and blocking the ones he couldn't. He dragged his sister's body back behind the car.
He cast Rennervate and Lydia blinked open her eyes, moaning, "Urgh…what happened? Shit! The Aurors!" she sat up and waved her wand, "The Anti-Apparation wards end at the end of this street. Let's go."
Harry frowned behind his mask, "Are you sure? You hit the wall pretty hard. I'll protect you. Just focus on getting to the end of the street. I'll keep us safe."
Lydia gently placed her hand on his neck, "You've grown so much. I trust you to keep us safe."
Harry nodded, his jaw clenched in determination, "Count of three?" Lydia nodded. "One. Two." Harry created a strong shield, "Three."
The Dark siblings took off running. Harry's shield broke just as they exited the Anti-Apparation wards. They Disapparated before the Aurors had a chance to purse them.
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Harry and Lydia ended up in the woods surrounding Riddle Manor once more. They slowly stumble to the entrance of the intimidating Manor and went to the throne room. The siblings knelt before Him.
Voldemort smiled, pleased, "You two have done well. I'm proud of you." Lydia and Harry continued to kneel as they gave their report. "Hm…I see. We shall deal with this in the morning. You two should get some rest. You are dismissed." They bowed and left for their separate rooms.
Harry's bedroom was quite large; the walls were composed entirely of bookshelves, his bed stood in the middle of the room, and there were three doors. One door lead to his bathroom, one door lead to his walk-in closet, and the last door lead to his study. Lydia's room, which was across the hall, mirrored his exactly. Harry's room had a blue and black colored theme whereas Lydia's room had a purple and black theme.
Lydia went to her room, took a quick shower, and changed into her pajamas. She went to Harry's room and sat on his bed. Harry walked from his bathroom wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a towel around his neck.
Lydia began to speak as Harry continued to get ready for bed, "How did the Aurors find us?"
Harry paused in pulling on his night shirt, "Well…Crane betrayed Father by going to Dumbledore. Dumbledore knew Crane was betraying Father, so-"
"So he set up wards to alert him when people entered the premises. ." Lydia felt lie smacking her forehead, "Of course! I'm so sorry Harry. I should have checked for spells."
Harry shook his head, "Lydia, you are not my slave, you're my sister. It's not your job to do everything. One day you won't be there and I'll have to do things myself."
Lydia frowned, "Harry, you're my little brother. You were put into my care, our Lord trusts me with your well-being. I intend to make sure that trust was not misplaced."
Harry threw his towel to the floor angrily. A house-elf appeared, took it, and disappeared. "Lydia you got hurt. I'm fine. Worry about yourself for once! I'm sick of you putting my life before yours!"
Lydia looked confused, "Harry, you're the Dark Heir. Of course your life is more important than mine. I don't understand why that upsets you. I was chosen for you."
Harry deflated, "Lydia, you're just as important as I am. If I didn't have you, I'd probably be dead already."
"Harry, you let me kill all of our targets. Why?"
It was his turn to look confused, "I-I don't know."
She sighed, "Harry, you're using me. You let me kill our targets just in case you get captured. If you get captured, you can just point the finger at me. I'm okay with that Harry. If you want me to take the blame for you, I will."
"See? This is exactly what I'm talking about! Lydia, you are my sister. You should not be okay with me just throwing you under the Knight Bus!"
She smiled calmly, "Brother, I'd throw myself from the highest point of Riddle Manor if it would please you."
Harry nodded, "Okay. Okay. Fine. Go do it. It would please me. Jump out of the Owlery window. Now. Right now."
Lydia looked saddened but obediently stood up, "As you wish."
Harry grabbed her arm, "No! Lydia, from this point on, if I ever, ever ask you to kill yourself, then I'm an imposter! I would never ask you to do that. I love you. You are my big sister. You and Father are the only people I trust."
Lydia stared at him for a few moments, "you really want me to take my life into more consideration? Very well, I will."
Harry visibly relaxed and smiled, "Thank you."
Lydia smiled back and the siblings laid down on Harry's bed, talking about the upcoming Death Eater meeting.
Alana slipped into the room silently and jumped onto the bed, landing on both of them. She was yelling, "Happy birthday Lydia!"
Lydia, who had gotten elbowed in the stomach, groaned, "Urgh. Lana, my birthday was four months ago. And Harry's birthday was two weeks ago."
Harry pushed Alana off himself and onto Lydia. He sat up and smiled faintly as he watched his sister and her best friend.
Alana huffed, "Oh quite nitpicking! I was on a mission. Which, by the way, was very dangerous and I don't even get an 'Oh Lana, are you okay? We missed you so much!'! Some friends you are. Anyway, do you want your damn prezzies or not?"
Lydia laughed, Harry snorted and Alana stretched out across Lydia's midsection.
Lydia rolled her eyes, "'Oh Lana, are you okay? We missed you so much!' Really Lana? Just give us the presents idiot."
Alana snapped her fingers and a house-elf appeared, "Get the wrapped gifts off my bed and bring them here." The house-elf nodded and disappeared.
The house-elf reappeared, place the gifts down, and disappeared once more.
"See? I'm an awesome best friend dumbfuck."
She picked up a small square box wrapped in orange paper and handed it to Harry. Then she picked up a larger rectangular package wrapped in pink and handed it to Lydia.
"Well?" she prompted after a few minuets, "Open them will you? It took me bleedin' forever to fine those stupid fucking gifts!"
Lydia rolled her eyes but complied with her honorary sister's wishes. Her eyes widened as she pulled the wrapping paper off a dusty, worn tome. "This…this is Rowena Ravenclaw's journal! Where did you find this?"
Alana rubbed her fingernails against her shirt, "Dumbledore. I swiped it. I got rid of all the enchantments, but check real quick anyways."
Harry and Lydia quickly cast every detection spell they knew. They found nothing but to have Voldemort look over it just in case.
Harry opened his present as well, revealing a small velvet box. He tilted his head slightly, but lifted the lid. His jaw dropped open.
Inside the box was a ring. A very special ring. Harry's head snapped up, "Alana. Where did you get this?"
Alana smiled, "Again, I stole it from Dumbledore. I figured you would like that back."
Harry nodded slowly, "Thank you Alana, Father will most definitely be pleased. This…thank you."
Lydia grinned, "You really are the most amazing best friend in the world. I can't believe you got the Dark Lord's Horcrux back by stealing it from Dumbledore!"
Harry wrote a note telling his Father about the gifts and called a house-elf. Harry instructed her to give the note, Ravenclaw's journal, and the ring to Voldemort.
Harry then turned to his sister and best friend, "Well, we should probably get to sleep. So get out of my room."
The girls were promptly kicked out of his room and they parted ways to retire to their own rooms.
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Sirius paced the length of the kitchen, kicking the table each time he passed it. Remus quickly grabbed his cup so it wouldn't be knocked over. James was nursing his left arm; a long, deep gash was there.
Dumbledore sat with his hands clasped together. James turned to Dumbledore, "Can you please explain now?"
Dumbledore sighed, "I placed a tracking charm on Miss Crane's house. It would monitor anyone who would go to her house."
James and Remus nodded but Sirius raged, "Why did you have monitoring spells on a Death Eater's house? You were using that spell as a protection! What is going on?"
Moody voiced his agreement, "Dumbledore, I trust you, but you need to tell us what is going on here! Three of our members died tonight. Why were there two assassins?"
Tonks spoke up, "Yeah and what about the fact that Eliza Crane was a top Death Eater? She was almost into the Inner Circle. Why'd He kill her?"
Dumbledore sighed again, "Very well, I suppose there is something more I need to tell you."
The rest of the kitchen became silent. Dumbledore stood up, "You see a few days ago, the late Miss Crane came to me and told me some information. She told me that Voldemort has an Heir."
Sirius saw red, "You didn't think this was important enough information to share with us? Why share with us, we're only your closet allies. We're only in danger of losing our lives to a pair of masked assassins that we know nothing about! Why bother sharing with us? I mean, we're a hundred percent replaceable, aren't we?"
Dumbledore frowned, "My boy you are not replaceable. You are quite unique-"
"Really?" Sirius interrupted, "Because the way you're treating us makes me think otherwise!"
Remus grabbed Sirius and pulled him into the chair closest to him. James stared at Dumbledore, 'There has to be a good reason for not telling us. Right?'
"Please Albus, continue." Remus spoke softly.
"Yes of course Remus. Voldemort has an Heir, a girl. I don't know what her name is or what she looks like either. Miss Crane said she thinks only two people have seen what she looks like. She always wears a mask."
James spoke, "Albus, are you telling me that Voldemort's Heir is one of the masked assassins?"
Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid so. As for the other assassin, I haven't the slightest clue who he could be. However, the two of them seem very protective of each other. We could use this as an advantage."
James got into full planning mode, "I have an idea as to how we could kidnap one of them."
The entire kitchen listened with rapt interest as James explained his simple plan.
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"Happy birthday Jenn." Alex smiled at her little sister, "Are you excited to finally get your wand? I could teach you some cool spells!"
"Here's your gift Jenn."
"Gred and I chose it special for you."
Jennifer laughed, "Can we please just go to Diagon Alley now? I can open my presents when we come back. Please?"
Lily smiled, "Sure hun. Come on, is every one ready to go?"
They were a large group: the Weasley twins, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Alex, Nikolai, Neville, Jennifer, and Lily. Everyone nodded and they all set out to go through the floo network. They all went through one by one and ended up in the Leaky Cauldron.
They wandered about Diagon Alley picking up any extra school supplies they needed. Lily also got a cat for Jennifer as a birthday gift; a small black and white tabby Jennifer named Sammy. They finally made it to Ollivander's. Jennifer was practically vibrating in excitement.
Jennifer walked in with Alex only, the rest of their group waiting out side. Alex said some garbage about 'Wanting to share the experience!' Jennifer rolled her eyes, but smiled anyways.
"Hello?" Jennifer called out tentatively, "Is anyone here?"
An older man walked out, "Ah, a customer. You'll be going to Hogwarts, won't you?"
"Yes sir." She answered politely.
He noticed Alex, "Ah, willow, seven and a half inches, somewhat flexible, unicorn hair core. How has your wand been faring you?"
Alex smiled, "Never better Mr. Ollivander."
He nodded, "Good, good. Now, let's see what your wand shall be dear."
Ollivander pulled out a measuring tape, "Wand arm?"
Jennifer held out her right arm. The measuring tape began measuring her all over, even around her head. Ollivander finally stopped it and began grabbing various boxes off the walls.
He had about eleven boxes when he told Jennifer to take one and try it out.
She grabbed the first one and flicked it. She flinched as the lamp exploded; she quickly went to the next one. Jennifer kept trying wands until she got to her seventh one. When she picked it up, she felt a rather peculiar warmth spreading through her arm. She gently waved it and there was a shower of dark green and dark purple sparks. She smiled.
Ollivander nodded, "Hm, oak, nine inches, rigid, phoenix feather core. That'll be twelve galleons."
Jennifer nodded and handed over the money, "Thank you very much sir."
Alex smiled, "Now you won't take my wand anymore!"
They reached their family and the group decided to get ice cream before heading home.
A/N: I apologize for not updating yesterday, Fanfiction was being a little whiny bitch and wouldn't let me log in. –angry face- Anyways.
Well, that's it for this chapter then. I hope you liked it. Now do you see why I changed the rating? I almost made myself sick! …well, okay, not really but whatever. Anyways, reviews would be nice and…that's about all I have to say right now. See you all later! :D
With Love, ScarletBooth 3
