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Chapter 3: Holding Tides of Clarity
Voldemort's POV
I scowl at the Death Eaters below my throne who kneel and hide their faces in shame. Harry, cloaked and masked, stands beside me, green eyes glittering with sadistic glee. Who would have thought the Light's former Golden Boy could be so dark? Of course, no one outside of Severus, the Malfoys and myself know of this. And even knowing what Harry did to those muggle relatives of his, it still surprises me when I see the glint of obvious insanity within his avada kadavra green pools.
§What do you think I should do to them?§ I whisper in parseltounge.
§Well,§ he murmurs, §I would kill them dead.§
I gape at him mentally. §Kill them dead?§
§Shut up. I sometimes say things without thinking.§
§Sometimes?§
§You know what? You have Death Eaters to punish! So stop making fun of me and get to work, your royal Tommy-ness.§
I raise my eyebrow but don't comment. §So what should I do.§ He opens his mouth to speak but I cut him off. §I'm not killing them. I need as many forces as I can get, Harry.§
§I wasn't going to say that! Crucio them! Then give them a boring duty like doing your paperwork. Where does that come from anyways?§
§I don't really know. It's not like we even need it.§
§You should outlaw it.§
§I'm not outlawing paperwork.§
§Then burn all of it that comes to you.§
§Harry.§
§Yes?§
§Shut up.§
§Fine.§
With the argument over, I turn my attention back to the cowering group. "I am very disappointed in you all." They cower further ready to be punished, especially when they see Harry's twisted smile grow. "None of you are allowed on raids. You can't leave the manor until I see fit to allow you. And you'll be temporary house elves." Harry hisses at me. "Better yet. You are below house elves. They are allowed to boss you around." Harry raises his eyebrow suggestively. "Go ahead."
"Crucio!" The spell drives the group into the ground, screaming in agony as the teen's twisted, insanity tinged glee shows itself.
§Harry, enough.§ I whisper. He quits and looks back at me before sitting on the ground next to my throne. I gape at him but don't say anything, making a mental note to ask him why he did that later. "Now get out!"
Everyone, except the children of the Death Eaters whom I asked to stay earlier, the Lestranges, the Malfoys and Severus, leave quickly, afraid of invoking my wrath further. Draco gives my raven haired partner a thumbs up. Harry returns it and runs down to glomp 'his' Draco. I smile, knowing it's only friendly and not a danger to my future chance at claiming the teen as mine. "Hiya, Dragon!"
"Hello, Harry." The blonde pulls 'my' Harry's hood down and removes the mask, black with green swirls curling their way across it.
"Potter!" the ones out of the loop cry.
"Hiya!" After a quick explanation and a pensive trip that causes even Bellatrix to look queasy, everyone's up to speed and Harry's hyper and grinning sadistically again. "Wasn't it beautiful?" he asks Bella who nods, still looking a little green.
"I didn't know you had it in you," she says.
"Well," he says, voice growing cold, "they deserved it. But Dumbledore deserves it more. That's why I wanted you to know who I am, Bella, and what I can do."
"What do you mean?"
"I want you to help me drive the bastard insane."
She cackles. "I think I can help with that."
"I know you can," I say, turning to the children. "I want you to protect Harry when he goes into Hogwarts again this year."
"Why?" they ask.
"Because I will not put it against Dumbledore to try something to get Harry to turn back to the Light."
"Filthy creatures," he says, now staring at Rabastian. "You have very pretty eyes."
"Um, thanks."
"Just roll with it," Draco tells him. "It'll make your life a lot easier when dealing with him. Trust me. He's more insane than Aunt Bella."
"Am not!"
"Are too."
"Okay." The raven looks up at me. "Tommy." Everyone snickers. "Can we save a few Light people?"
"Perhaps. Who do you want to save?"
"Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, Neville Longbottom and some of the Weasleys."
"Which ones?"
"Bill, Charley, Fred and George."
"Not the youngest?" Pansy asks. "I thought you, him and that Granger girl were friends."
He fake gags. "Those fake ass friends. I want their heads on pikes. I want to rip them apart. They are not my friends!" His voice grows sad and weary. "They never cared. Not even when I tried to tell them what was going on. Oh, they pretended to, but they never did. I was alone. Until Luna and Neville listened. They always would. They were my first real friends. I bet they would still be my friends if I was a Slytherin like the hat wanted me to be."
"You were supposed to be a Slytherin?" Severus questions.
"Yes." His green eyes close and he stands up. "I should have taken your offer Dragon. It would have saved me so much pain and suffering. Even with Luna and Neville, I was still alone. My 'friends' thought Luna was bonkers so they tried to keep her away from me. Ronald even tried to push Neville away… And I was scared…" He sighs and wipes his face with a sleeve. "I was so terrified that they'd leave me and I'd be alone. I guess that's how Dumbledore want it I guess. He wanted me compliant and willing to do anything to gain and keep a friendship. And I would have. I would have killed to keep one. And in the end I'll kill to get rid of two…"
"Harry…" I whisper and he runs to me.
"Don't leave me Voldemort. Please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone again. If I'm alone then they'll take me and they'll hurt me again."
"I'm not going anywhere. I promise." And I hold him as he cries, finally understanding why he snapped.