Pythas Raven/Salazar Morfin Gaunt

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter, J.K Rowling owns all of it. Please don't sue me. J

Warning: There will be cussing, and very gore-y scenes.

Dark!Harry Wbwl Abused!Harry Powerful!Harry (The only powers he will have is an animagus form(s) and parselmagick) DarklordHarry (He will eventually be a Dark Lord) Evil!Harry

Note:Harry will still have some power, but he is still going to learn at Hogwarts. He will be in the same orphanage as Voldermort and turn into a Dark Lord, except Harry will only create 1 Horcrux.

Summary: A new dark lord has risen, he has the power of Dumbledore and Voldermort combined. What will happen with this new dark lord? Will someone be able to defeat him?

Parseltongue

Spells.

Mental Bond

WARNING: THERE WILL BE SMOKING OF A PIPE IN THIS FANFICTION.

When September 1st had come, Harry had worked on numerous parts of magic. He still had very much to learn at Hogwarts, but when he was over he would leave for his mother and learn from her. Then he would follow his father's path to ensure chaos. Harry had grabbed his pipe, material, and matches. He then willed his magic to get everything ready and called his familiars. "Sylvanis, I want you to stay with me, so if anything happens I will have you."

"Yes master."

"Also Sylvanis, stop calling me master, call me Pythas please."

"Nox please stop fussing, I need you to stay on my shoulder at all times. If anything happens I want you to fly out of the window and make your way to Hogwarts."

"Ok hatchling."

Harry remembered fondly when he first met his familiars.

FLASHBACK

Harry was walking into Magical Menagerie and had felt two pulls. He walked in and was met with a shop keeper about to stun a raven. He was about to start with Stupefy until the Raven landed on Harry's shoulder. The shop keeper looked in shock until he spoke up, "That pesky Raven won't get into his cage, it seems he likes you, would you like to look around or buy him?" Harry responded with "I will look around and buy him with numerous fruits and meats also a perch." Harry walked to the reptile section and found many snakes hissing. He walked up to the glass where he felt the pull. One name popped into his name. Sylvanis.

END FLASHBACK

Pythas looked around and used some of his raven magic to transport him to Kings Cross Station. He walked up and found Platforms 9 and 10, he used some of his magic to sense there was an opening near 9 and 10. He walked up and jumped in. He was met with a golden scarlet train whistling with joy. Many kids were rushing around to either say goodbye to parents or get on the train. Pythas just walked up and found the first compartment he could. After about ten minutes, he felt the train pull a little bit until it went into a comfortable speed. He was about to pull out a treat for Nox when a boy with mud on his face and bright red hair. "Have you seen Randy Potter?" "No, get out of here." The boy grumbled and left the compartment, he pulled out the treat and gave it to the Raven. He was hissing with Sylvanis until again, the compartment opened and there was a girl, she had very bushy hair and buck teeth. She had a bossy aura and asked, "Have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost one." He responded with a shake of his head and pulled out another treat for his raven. Finally after a few minutes she left, he was all alone to himself. Finally.

3 hours later.

Pythas was getting his robes on, he spent most of the train ride talking to his familiars and was interrupted a total of 5 times. He hopped off the train and heard a giant man shouting the first years to follow him. He led the first years to boats, he hopped into a boat and pulled out his pipe and started smoking. Some muggleborns looked at him weird and purebloods in interest. He just ignored them, he also ignored the amazing castle in front of him. All he wanted was to learn magic and then he could visit his mother. Man he missed her. He was still smoking until a thin lipped woman led them into the castle, he puffed out the last bit of smoke and then took his pipe and tapped it with his wand. It emptied out and cleaned itself. The woman, named Professor McGonagall, led the students into the Great Hall. There was 4 tables with many students and a large table at the end of the hall with numerous adults at it. There was a man with onyx black hair and eyes with hooked eyes. He looked at him interest, but lost interest after a few moments. The sorting hat started to sing its song:

Oh you may not think I am pretty,

But don't judge on what you see

I'll eat myself if you can fine

A smarter hat than me

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting

Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The sorting hat can't see,

So try me on, and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at

Heart,

Their daring, nerve, and

Chivalry

Set Gryffindor's apart.

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal

Those patient Hufflepuffs are

True

And unafraid of toil.

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit

And learning

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folks use

Any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get into a flap!

You're in safe hands, (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!

( I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND THE SORCER'S STONE. PLEASE DO NOT SUE ME, I AM NEW TO FANFICTION.)

Everyone cheered as the sorting hat finished its song. Soon Professor McGonagall was rolling a long parchment out with names on it.

(Let's skip the sorting up to Harry and Randy.)

"Potter, Randy" said Professor McGonagall. The boy was fat, he looked as if someone were to poke him he would explode. The hat was placed on his head and just like that, "GRYFFINDOR." Pythas could tell that the hat wanted to sort him to Hufflepuff, it would be funny to see so, but Pythas knew that Hufflepuff's were not weak.

"Raven, Pythas" said Professor McGonagall. Pythas walked up to the stool and sat down. Some of the older purebloods were looking at eachother in shock and Dumbledore straightened up a little bit. He could feel a pressure in his mind and let it through. It was the sorting hat.

"Why hello Mr. Potter. It is a shame that James and Lily are blinded by fame. They even chose the wrong Boy Who lived. Well, let's see here, my word, James beat you? My god, the orphanage was even worse. You have the traits of- (GASP) Moth..er magic. Hectate? My lords, I think Slytherin should be best, just be careful, some of the older students looked surprised."

"SLYTHERIN!" The hat screamed out.

Pythas walked over to the green and silver table and sat down. He could see quite a few of the older kids trying to befriend him. He ignored them, took out his pipe and smoked it. Finally, after some announcements Dumbledore made Food appeared. Pythas tapped his pipe and started eating. He looked over and nearly threw up. Randy Potter was sitting there and was literally breathing all of his food in. He didn't use a fork or napkin, it was truly disgusting. Other kids were looking pale aswell, atleast they had the decency to use a napkin. When Dinner was done, the prefects led the students in front of a wall and pushed it open. Inside there was a large room with a black couch and a large table. Suddenly, a the man with black hair swooped in, "I am Professor Snape. Welcome to Hogwarts, and most importantly, welcome to the house of Slytherin. I won't lie, you will get bullied for being in Slytherin, that is why I play favorites. I see the prefects have told you everything, well go to bed, nights out at 9:00." All of the children departed and were led to the rooms, Pythas was about to unpack his stuff until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He quickly pulled the hand and pulled it around, whoever's hand this was it would be in pain for a while. He heard a sneering voice, it said, "Hey Mudblood, how about you sleep on the floor? Stupid Mudblood." Pythas turned around and said, "As Lord Raven, I hereby challenge you to an honor duel right here right now to defend my family honor." The others were surprised, but they paled when they felt magic around them. "So be it mudblood, let's start." Someone out of the crowd looked at both of the children and raised his wand and shot off sparks. The duel had begun.

Harry lit a pipe right as the duel began and whipped out his wand, puffing smoke and controlling magic, not a bad combination. He willed his magic to disarm and knock his opponent back. It replied obediently. The boy didn't stand a chance, his wand was ripped out of his arm and he was thrown back violently. The duel had ended. Thanking his magic, he said one last thing, "Call me a mudblood and you die. Call me weak and you die. Leave me alone, and you wont die." Everyone scrambled back and out of the dorm into the common room. Pythas just finished his pipe and laid down. He was tired.