Chapter Two- Acceptance Letter

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"Off to see the Dark Lord Potter." A smooth voice drawled from the darkness of a corner but which one he didn't know. Harry let a small smile grace his face at his lover's clever use of throwing his voice around.

"As it so happens, yes. That's exactly where I'm headed Malfoy." He turned to see the handsome blonde boy with pale blue eyes slide out from the shadows. Over the years he had become adept at shadow walking and had taken full advantage of his talent.

"Of course that's where you're going. You are his favourite." Draco grinned and fell a few step behind Harry when he continued walking.

"You shouldn't turn your back to a potential threat Potter." Harry felt a poke on his shoulder and pulled to a stop.

"Well tell me if there's one around. I'll be sure to be on my guard." He started forward again and turned the corner.

"I was the threat," He mumbled, his pride taking a hit. "See if I help your arse now. I'll be sure to attend your funeral."

"Now, now, there's no reason for you to feel dejected. I was only saying that you're not a threat to me. I'm sure you terrify a ton and a half. Somewhere out there is someone who cowers when they hear the name Draco Malfoy." He placated, using the patronizing voice Apophis had used on him earlier.

Draco raised one perfect eyebrow and looked down at his familiar.

"Picked up that tone from him I'm guessing." He snickered.

"Yes, damn sarcastic irritating snake. I don't know where he gets it from."

"It's such an unknown source." Draco muttered dryly.

I may be sleep but I'm not deaf. He said, flicking his tongue.

I know. He replied. Harry looked up to see the blonde glaring heatedly at him.

"What?"

"You really have to teach me that. I hate being at a disadvantage with you."

"I already made it so you can understand it, isn't that enough?" He said looking at Malfoy.

"And that charm you had placed on me has been useful but I would like to have a conversation with my own two familiars."

"You already can have conversations with Aradia and Diana. I know you three use telepathy."

"And your point is?"

Harry sighed. Compromise, compromise. "There is a spell for learning languages, if you want to learn so bad I'll use it on you."

"If such a spell does exist why doesn't everyone just use it to learn? I'd be way easier." He asked.

"You need to find someone who can speak the language fluently and unlike other dialects, no one besides Voldemort and I know it."

"So how does this spell work exactly? What do you need to do?"

Harry said, pausing to look at Draco. A slow seductive smile rode his lips as he leaned closer to the now quivering blonde. "We need to kiss." At this Malfoy blushed and looked away.

"You know I don't really need to learn that. I'm still struggling with French." Came his sputtered rely, a quick shuffling of feet and he was alone in the hall. Harry let out a little laugh, he knew Malfoy was already fluent in the language which drew Apophis's attention.

Why do you insist on torturing the poor boy?

He should be used to such behavior we've been together for some time and besides, you can't learn parseltongue from a spell. It's a trait. He makes it too easy . He said pushing open the doors of the main room.

That he does. He mused laying back down to sleep.

Remember to stay alert. He told Apophis not in parseltongue but telepathically.

Even though he was indeed the Dark Lord's 'favourite', it didn't mean he trusted him. And the feeling was mutual. His eyes flashed to Luscius Malfoy who nodded to Harry, then to Voldemort's rat of an assistant...Actually Harry didn't even know his name. But whatever. He looked over to Bellatrix who sat on the Dark Lord's arm rest. She was completely uninterested in him and that's just how he wanted it.

Finally his sight fell to Voldemort or should he say Tom Riddle. He looked just like his young self from the times at school. His soft brown hair and pulled away from his very attractive face. And his brown eyes were friendly but cold and accessing. He was slim underneath his cloak but he was also muscled.

Who knew evil could look so appealing? he thought with a wry grin. I'm pretty sure we all prefer him like this than with his snake face glamour thingy.

Harry heard a soft sqeak of appreciation and he glanced about in surprise. Then he saw it, a woman who sat in chair had made the noise. Her gaze flicking from Voldemort to him. She appeared torn between them, most likely deciding who was more attractive. He thought, amused.

He knew what she saw when she looked at him. Long raven hair with a messy bang pulled back into a low ponytail, revealing his chiseled handsome features. A straight aquiline nose, high cheek bones, ivory skin, and dazzling green eyes that burned with intelligence sheltered by unnecessary thick glasses. He, like the Dark Lord was slim but his physique was more clear. Harry took very good care of his body and his leanness showed just that.

He turned his attention back to Voldemort and bowed.

"Good evening my Lord."

"Oh lets quit the formalities. We're close enough for the first name basis Harry."

"Of course Voldemort." He smiled, he wouldn't call him Tom in public.

"What was it you wanted to talk about?"

"Hogwarts." He said deciding to skip past their usual bantering.

"Yes, what about it?" He said stroking Nagini's head who was hissing in contentment.

"I or should I say 'James Elder' got an acceptance letter for the umpteenth time."

"Ah, yes they must have seen his impressive resume."

"And they surely won't be disappointed with what they get. After all none of it is a lie. I can pass those classes with ease. My wizard schooling ended five years ago."

"You are a prodigy. You might have what it takes to rival even my genius."

"Then let me do this. I'll bring that school down from the inside."

Tom looked at him for a while before smiling. "Interesting Young Potter, and you plan to do this yourself?"

Harry nodded.

"Now won't this be a treat to watch. The all-powerful Dumbledore's prized school crumble down upon his head." Tom laughed, clapping softly in delight.

"Then go to the school and plant your own seeds of destruction."

Harry smiled. And then I'll watch them grow.

"You'll need to wear an illusion charm." Lucius said, finally finding the conversation interesting enough to comment on.

Harry looked as if the idea for one never appealed to him.

"Why? Nobody knows my face."

"They may not know your face but they know your father's. You're practically the spitting image of him even if you're features are much more...refined."

"Then I'll wear a charm. I'll go talk to Mrs. Malfoy about having one cast on me before my departure."

"See that you do. We don't want our enemies getting their hand one someone such as you." The dark lord ordered.

"Your wound me with your lack of faith." He smiled.

"You should go pack, the train comes in a few days time as Draco has me." Lucius suggested.

He had forgotten Draco goes to the same school he was planning on attending.

"Thank you." He said bowing low, turning to leave.

"But do not forget, Harry you are not my only spy there." He drawled in a silent threat. "Do not fail me. Remember where your loyalties lie."

Harry paused and looked at him. "Now how would forgetting benefit me?" He said honestly before continuing out and shutting the door.

"Do you think he'll betray you?" Bellatrix asked tipping her head to the side.

"He has no reason to, at least at the moment. It's like he said, how would that benefit him. But one can never be too sure, keep an eye on him."

Harry smiled to himself as he walked back to his quarters. Finally after all this time he could go to Hogwarts. Finally he could set his plans into order. He could feel the excitement coursing through his veins and so could Apophis.

You seem awfully happy. This school must have really good curriculum. Harry could hear the smirk in his tone.

Apparently it is one of the best but that only isn't enough to stir me like this.

Ah, is it that you're, after all these years, getting to meet the infamous Albus Dumbledore.

Yes of course. He is the one who hand a big hand in killing my parents.

So what do you intend to do? Kill him on sight, or do it slowly.

I intend to bring his palace down crashing on his head without him even knowing it's happened. No, as of now I won't kill him.

So again I ask, what are you going to do? Apophis asked.

Unravel the man everyone else knows and pry his secrets away from his soul. I want to know the truth of that night even though it is my common knowledge that he was the one who personally killed my dad but there's always more to the story. Besides I want to see why my parents would befriend these people.

He was silent for a moment.

Do you plan to betray the Dark Lord if you find it was him was set your parents death into motion?

I already know he set it into motion. But I also know he gave them a way out, a way to live. Where as my parents 'friends' didn't do anything but hand them a double-edged sword. It was either death or death. So no I won't be betraying him if I figure anything out. What good would that do me? Besides, what could I possibly do when he has me on watch?

You think he's ordered someone to keep an eye out on you?

I know he has. He may find me intriguing but we don't exactly have a trusting relationship. Harry snorted. So like I said I won't be betraying him.

So we'll always be under him? And here I thought you had aspirations. His familiar tsked.

Harry snorted again. Did I say I was going to remain in my place? I said I wouldn't turn on him if I figured anything out. When I decide to leave it'll be when I have everything I need to do so.

Smart boy.

Harry grinned. Well with a familiar like you, one is bound to pick up a few things.

Flattery will get you no where. I was going to the school with you even if you didn't want me too. There's no need to ask.

I really am like a book to you. Harry smiled.

So easy to read if you know what to look for.

"We should go pack, the train arrives two days from now." He said aloud opening his door.

"And we should probably tell Malfoy we'll be attending his school, it would be a dreadful surprise if we just popped up in his class. I'll mention it when I go for the charm." And down the hallway he walked, a plan formulating deep with his brain.