Chapter 4 Insanity

By the time I grew older I wanted to tell the story of myself ever since I could remember. To let people know the Potters had another son. To let my brother know he was not alone in this messed up world. But now all I wanted was for Hermione to be by my side when the time comes. I've never felt fear of anything since I took my destiny in a stride. Now I fear of Hermione's reaction when she finds out the truth. The whole truth.

"Your cheating!"

"I'm so not Potter! Pray tell how am I cheating?" Playing a stare game is more fun than I thought.

"Hermione, my love your clearly cheating. You see your eyes are way to distracting. Oh and please don't let me get started on your lips. Way to kissable." She just smiles. Hermione had already gotten used to my constant flirting. But to prove my point I steal a quick kiss. Luckily making her close her eyes and declaring me the winner.

"And you said I was a cheater." Mione pouting was such an adorable sight.

A knock on my dorm was heard. Ronald Weasley emerges inside. Shockingly Ron took our relationship rather well. After a few punches he just said, "Better you than me mate. I don't think I could handle Hermione anyway." If my sources were correct I will say Ron getting laid with Lavender every once in a while took away his crush on my girlfriend.

"Good! At least your decent this time." Last time he interrupted my chest was bare and my hands were all roaming under Hermione's clothes. It gets more intense each time I'm with her. I can't get enough of her unique flavor. She's like my personal drug to keep myself sane.

"What's up Ron?"

"Dumbledore asked for your presence in his office. To go as soon as possible."

"Ok thanks."

Kissing Hermione on the forehead I reluctantly leave my bed.

"I'll be back. Don't go anywhere. I'm still not done with you." Smiling at my silliness. Nods to my unnecessary request.

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Coming back from another useless meeting with the old fool I grumble under my breath. The old man believes we will find a way to defeat Voldemort by past memories. Wasting hours talking in circles at every turn. When I arrive in my dorm I find Hermione asleep in my bed. Once I get ready for sleep I slip in with just my boxers. Shivering when the cold air hits my uncovered skin. I curl myself closer to Hermione's body. Kiss her neck while thinking over my new dilemma. Horcruxes was a nasty piece of work. How Voldie managed to accomplish such feat leaves me in wonder. If only I had access to the Black library again it will give me anything I want. Instead of being the little lost puppy looking up to a "well connected" teacher. Slughorn what an ugly last name. And what an pain in the ass he is.

"Your back. How did it go?" I turn around and see Ron is still awake. I feel Hermione stir in my arms. Luck was finally on my side since she kept on sleeping.

"Same as last time. Just memories of Tom." He frowns thinking over my words.

"Dumbledore must know what he's doing no? He's crazy but crazy brilliant you know." Wow probably the stupidest thing you've said as of yet.

"Yea..." Whatever he said. He nods as if he just did something really smart.

"Ok well goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Ron."

Minutes later I hear his snores loud and clear. Why I had to tell him? Simple enough I told everything of my meetings with Dumbledore since it started. The headmaster even agreed it was good to have to relay on my "best friends". I had to have allies anyway better early than never.

Things were heading the way I wanted. Too soon one master will be taken down by his rabid dog. You see in one of my adventures with Sirius we had discovered a stone. A special stone usually given to the next generation. It was consider a myth to the outsiders. It was called the resurrection stone. One out of three infamous items that once belonged to death himself. This stone called the dead upon us living. I was never tempted for I knew better than to bother my parents. And Sirius always shook his head when he was near. So years of perfect planning we left the dark item in the pathway of Dumbledore. We knew he would be tempted. Without Sirius by my side I was still able to call in some family favors to pull it off.

And now I saw the outcome of my backup plan. No one notice but I knew that his blackened hand will soon cause poison straight to the heart. He had months at most. I knew it. And so did he. My guess is that he would fake a glory death with his rabid dog taking the bait. Sadly I thought he was going to be more of a challenge. Perhaps Voldie won't let me down as well. I surely hope not. I have a lot of energy that I don't want it to go to waste.

Dumbledore was a fool to think he was a white wizard. No white wizard exists in this era. At least no one will get the chance to keep his hands clean while I'm still around.

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Authors note- Dumbledore was never a dark lord. Just a fool who wanted to be the next Merlin. If anything Voldemort was the only one on my sight. Like or no like read to your own expense. Things won't be like the original plot. Just using some as a base to construct around. Also I'm doing all of this through my phone so don't judge me to harshly if I mess up.