.disclamer: None of these characters belong to me. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling, Warner Bros, Scholastic. etc.

Summary: After GOF, Harry Potter is tired of being in the dark about his family's past. His respect for Dumbledore is growing less daily. This is a Dark Harry fanfiction.

rated pg13 for violence. Possible R in later chapters for sexual content

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Previously In 3:

"Potter?" Draco said once he had more control of his voice. "What are you doing on my property?"

In response Harry took his wand, pointed to the sky and made a small version of his new Dark Lord Symbol.

The Fire Breathing Dragon with the Silver Lightning Bolt in the middle was just above them for their eyes only.

Draco eyes widen and his mouth dropped open. Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle seemed they couldn't fly anymore and they dropped to the ground. Pansy Parkinson just fell off her broom. She didn't even seem to notice she wasn't in the air anymore and she just stared at the symbol. Nott had the same reaction as Draco but managed to stay on her broom. Blaise Zabini seemed to stare wide eyed back and forth from the symbol to Harry.

Harry replied sarcastically



"Oh Does that answer your question or must you know I'm here for a meeting with Voldemort."

And if there eyes could go any wider...They did.

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Changing Sides By LadySonics

Chapter 4

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'Well so much for keeping this a secret,' thought Harry.



Harry Potter was feeling good deep inside. At the begining of the summer he had thought out his prioritys. He realize that he wasn't going to take anymore shit from Dumbledore or anyone else for that matter. Once he realize he didn't want to live his life in fear, he had realize that the light side was wrong. If the light side was so damn good then why would they keep there most powerful wizard in a prison like the Dursleys?

He wasn't betraying himself for trying to excape that abuse-that torture. It had taken him 15 years but he did it. It had taken Voldemort 15 years as well.

That was why they were allies.

Out of all the Dark Lords in wizarding history, they were the only ones who were part muggle. They both understood what it was like to grow up with muggles. The pain of growing up with those who thought you were a freak-something less than human.

'Well Dammit, they had feelings too.'

All Harry really wanted was change. Changes where magic isn't just categorized as light & dark.



But gray. He believe there wasn't any difference between light and dark magic. Yes dark magic was more powerful. But it was the power of the wizard that cast it and not the actual magic itself. He wanted to experience love, happiness and securness. As well as power, lust and respect.



And changing sides was the only way he was going to do it.



If Dumbledore respected him he would have been away from the Dursley's from the start of the summer. Ron should have demanded that he stay with him especially after all the times they had to rescue him in the past. Wasn't bars outside his bedroom window a sign that he was being held a prisoner? And Hermione didn't understand. Besides she was one of them. All she was is a born and raised muggle being taught magic tricks. Harry was sick of Hermione high and mightly know-it-all additude. Muggle borns should not think themselves better than a real wizard and witch.

He knew he should have been in Slytherin from the start. The hat had seen it. So why did he argue with it? Because he been mislead from the start about the wizarding world. From Hagrid arriving on that very first day dropping small hints about this and that and how great a wizard Dumbledore was to when he was dropped off at the King Cross's Station at the start. Hagrid probably waited until he saw the Weasley's coming before disapearing-knowing that the first contact he would have would be muggle lovers of the light.

How could he had been so naive then?

Now he wasn't and he had proved it. He had made allies with Voldemort. Had established himself as a Dark Lord. Yet he still believed in the grayness of power.

Yep Gray.



A mixture of Light and Dark.

Harry looked at his fellow Hogwart's classmates. They were still in Shock. For Harry had said the M word as in meeting and Voldemort in the same sentence. Behind them lay the bonfire in the distance. The Bonfire was still very much alive with energy. Crackling sounds and Sparks were flying in the air trying to be free. He loved fire. Fire was freedom and passion. It was one of the reason for his conjured symbol. What other animal besides the phoenix was of fire-yet did not want to be controlled and unpredictable? The Dragon- The phoenix were purelight with their healing powers who chose wizards like Dumbledore to be bonded to. He sure as hell didn't want to be associated with those creatures.

Looking at there various state of clothing or lack of clothing of his audience. If this is what they did during warm nights, he wondered just what did they do in the Slytherin dorms during the cold nights?



At this point he really wished he was in Slytherin.

Drawing his attention back to his audience of six, he saw they were still in shock.



Were they even breathing?

"Draco?" he called.



No answer.

He sighed. Taking his wand he removed his conjured symbol. That seemed to snap them all out of it.

"Am I dreaming?" He heard Draco mutter.

"No" Harry said simply.

"Why us?" Blaise asked. She by now was in as much control as Draco was. She showed no fear and looked at Harry directly. leveling her self off her broom. She was standing only a few feet from him.

Harry thought she was so beautiful. Why was he so nervous all of a sudden. She stood about 5 feet 8 inches about 4 inches shorter than himself. Her perfume was so reminded him of lilacs in the early summer. "Umm...Well were on the same side of course." He smiled at at her in his most charming Potter smile.

Draco rolled his eyes. 'Just like Potter to lose it around a girl,' he thought. He then noticed the dark art books that were at Potter's feet. 'Damn, he really is serious.'

The other Slytherin's couldn't believe that they just saw Harry Potter-Dark Lord-make a pass at one of them.

Blaise knew a hit on when she saw it. Normally she would have laughed at the sight of a Gryfindor doing it. But after Potter so flamboyantly anounced himself as the mysterious new Dark Lord that her father had been talking about for that last few days she was as nervous as Harry. Yet she couldn't beleive he was making her feel this way. Blaise had been active sexually since she was a 2nd year. It was young but she wasn't a slut. Familywise she had grown up alone with only her father and older brother and had just craved to be loved. All five of the other Slytherins with her now had felt the same way. They all knew each other intimately for they were all children of the inner circle of Voldemort.



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In a Muggle flat...



Jamie Hart sighed. Four of the five men in the room were talking in very alarmed tones. She of course being the only female in the room kept quiet. There undercover vice cop David Peterson was keeping quiet too. He was an excellent cop who main job was to track and stop any illegal drugs from being distributed in the area. They were the only ones in the room who knew that Harry Potter wasn't normal. Peterson was the one who witnessed Harry Potter disapeared with the mysterious man 2 nights ago

There was another sighting of Harry Potter-well a perfectly healed Harry Potter earlier this evening. One who showed no signs of a recovering gunshot wound or any other gunshot wound on the body. Yet another question they didn't know of when it came to the mysterious Harry Potter.

They both didn't want to relay the information to the police chiefs. It wasn't worth six months in an asylum and a reputation discredited. Her mind on the paranormal events of Harry Potter she was blocking all the talking in the room.

"Officer Hart?"



Hearing her name she looked up. All of them were staring at her. Some with pity looks. 'Damn not paying attention.'



"Yes Chief?" she answered.

Chief Winston sighed. 'She must have been thinking of her murdered partner again' he thought.



"We need you to get close to Harry Potter"

"WHAT!" Jamie yelled. Everyone in the room winced at the shrilling in her voice. Peterson was looking at her in wide eye sadness. 'Okay, need to calm down' she thought. Slowly countiung down to ten in deep breaths, she finally spoke again

"I don't understand?" She asked. Looking down at the cursioned chair she was sitting on she saw her fingernails were deep in the ends. She removed them hoping she wasn't that supicious looking.

Chief Winston looked at her with concern.



"We have no other choice. He's 15 years old-seems to be in Vino Vitelli confidence." He didn't want to say this but they had no choice "You are also attractive..er uh female. This is the only way to get close to Vino Vitelli" he answered.



Chief Winston slowly closed his eyes waiting for another reaction. After several seconds no reactions, he opened them again. All he saw was a wide eyed Jamie Hart staring with her mouth dropped opened.

'OhGod..OhGod..OhGod' was all Jamie could think of over and over again.



She now wished she was off this case.

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Malfoy Manor. Draco's bedroom.

All Six Slytherins and One Gryfindor were gathered around in Draco's room. No They weren't doing anything in sexual nature. Well not yet anyway. Mostly they have been talking or bonding together. Harry now felt comfortable with them in such a short time then he ever would have in all his years with Ron and Hermione.



Earlier he had spoken to the Elder or Lucius Malfoy earlier while returning the books. He was to meet again later with Voldemort-something about a surprise. He had wondered what the surprise was?

Harry felt himself slightly nidged in the ribs. He looked up. He saw Blaise smiling softly at him.

"Huh" he muttered. Anoyed at the interruption in his thoughts.

Draco raised an eyebrow "Oh we were wondering what to do once we got back to Hogwarts" He said.

Blaise leaned over and whispered in his ears. "Oh I like to adopt you Harry-we all would" It was loud enough for the entire room to hear.



Harry felt her hot breath on his face. Her touch was perfect. He found his heart beating faster. He leaned over slightly and whispered back "I would like to adopt you"



Blaise had licked her lips in excitement. She was pratically purring in Harrys arms.

Harry smiled seductically and kissed her softly. His fingers were now stroking her beautiful black hair-ever so softly-He deepened the kiss. She moaned softly. Even in the air of summer, her skin shivered at his touched.



'Yes' Harry thought. Pulling himself from the kiss, he whispered again "Your so beatiful...so perfect"



They were both breathing deeply now as they were now stroking each other-in each others arms on the bed. Harry felt like he belonged to Blaise. Her skin was hot yet made him shiver at the same time. 'Yes... They belonged together now.' Harry closed his eyes.

On the Other end of the bed was Pansy, Alesstair and Draco in there own little heaven. Vincent and Gregory were both leaning over the side of the bed on the floor happily in each other arms.

Yes this was Slytherin loyalty. Where they used to be six children in each other's arm. Six who were spawned from the inner circle of Voldemort.

They were now Seven.

Lucky Seven.



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Down below in a secret lair....



Lord Voldemort lifelong dream was to belong-to be great-to be in control. After many years of being a man without a body had made him realize he couldn't do this alone. He knew this was his destiny.



It was his destiny to make changes to the wizarding world. And he wasn't the only one. Both he and Harry Potter were like a kindred soul. They shared the same wand core, the same pain, the same view and the same hate for Albus Dumbledore.



They had made history two nights ago when they had slipped and made known of the facts that there were two dark lords. What was funny was that knowone but the inner cirle and the children of the inner circle who the second Dark Lord was.



Albus Dumbledore and the entire light side still thought Harry Potter was their savior. Harry was trusted by everyone.





At that point Lucius Malfoy walked in with the potion. The Elder Malfoy bowed deeply to his master "It's done and he is here," he said.

A potion that will make Lord Voldemort look like Tom Riddle his 16 year self.

This was better than Lord Voldemort's original plan. As he will look like his younger self. The light will speculate that he probably had a secret son instead of suspecting Harry as the second Dark Lord.

'Yes, Albus Dumbledore was always a blind fool'



A moment later a figure walked in. This figure was still in the shadows. Even though this other person was a trained wizard. He too was like them. A halfblood who had been shunned by the muggle world. The figure walked into the light.

'Ah, Harry's surprise was here' Voldemort gleamed.



In the light stood Vino Vitelli, United Kingdoms biggest crime boss.

Lord Voldemort smiled evily.

the End of Chapter 4

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Thanks for the reviews.

I once again apologized for the shortness of this chapter.

But it's been a very very long week.

AN: Just want to say that I've very much enjoyed writing this story so far. Has been a great stress reliever and don't feel as burned out as much from my job. Which is saying a lot. As my job is pretty much staring at a computer screen for over 8 hrs a day. Whats worse is the company has everyone on restricted internet access- access to only my stupid company's website.

Anyway, I plan to write as much as my eyes can take staring at a computer screen. Thank God for the Weekend.

I will have Chapter 5 posted up and running soon. Again tell me what you think.

Thanx

LadySonics