Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or his world, they belong to J.K. Rowling. However I do own Lady Darkness, Ora Krad, Craven Rose and things not recognized. Please don't steal.

Summery: After the terrible events of Harry's fifth year he is feeling lost and that the war with Voldemort is hopeless. But that is soon forgotten when he "accidentally" reawakens the darkest creature in the universe.

Warnings: Blood, gore, torture, some hellish stuff and DarkHarry. You have been warned!

A/N Wow! I am updating early! I didn't want to make you all wait again…so I give you the 8th chapter.

Darkness Awake

Harry blinked and backed away a few steps. He knew he had heard Darkness wrongly, he just had too. "You have to be kidding!" Harry stated in shock. "No, I want you to kill the minister." Darkness stated simply.

"No! I'm not killing anyone!" Harry yelled. "You're going to kill Voldemort." "That's different. Sure the Minister is an idiot but that is no reason to kill him!" Harry stated. "It isn't different, killing is killing. Look Harry, you're soul is mine now and you will do as I ask." Darkness reminded. Harry sighed in utter frustration, "I remember…why the Minister and why do I have to do it?" Harry asked angrily.

"Because he will get in the way…and Voldemort has just asked Snape to do it, if he fails he'll be killed and we will need him later. You have a Hogsmeade trip coming up; the Minister will be in town so you can do it then." Darkness informed.

"But if Snape is really on the good side then he won't do it." Harry stated. "Exactly, the Death Eaters will attack that day to distract everyone so Snape can do his job…" "…Oh but Snape will inform the Order and they will come and save Fudge." Harry said.

"Bingo! That is where you come in, when the Death Eaters attack you will have a limited time but I know with all of the training you can get it done." Darkness stated.

Harry now realized that he had no choice, however a part of him was excited and that scared him. He didn't know if it was the demon side…or him that wanted to kill.

Darkness watched Harry as he thought; she knew what he was thinking but decided not to comment. But she was smiling internally. She was a little surprised that he didn't give her more argument but she was pleased. Harry was slowly turning, becoming her demon.

Harry shook his head to clear his thoughts, "Is there anything else?" Harry asked. "Yes, I won't get a chance to see you until afterwards so I need you to remember to burn the mark into Fudge's arm." Darkness stated seriously.

"Is that what Voldemort ordered of Snape?" Harry asked. "Yes." Darkness answered. She then vanished, indicating that their meeting was over. Harry sighed; sometimes he wished that she would answer more of his questions.

Harry entered the Gryffindor common room only to find that Ron and Hermione were waiting for him. "Harry! Where, in the name of Merlin, did you go?" Hermione demanded. Harry thought about telling them but decided that it wasn't time.

"I…went for a walk." Harry could have kicked himself for his lame excuse. Ron jumped up out of his chair, "Yeah right. You left without any reason, decided to return in the middle of the night and you don't even tell your best friends!" Ron yelled.

"Ron I just went for a walk…my scar was hurting." Harry stated. He felt bad for lying but for now it couldn't be helped. Ron snorted, "You know what I find interesting, you left the same time Snape left after both your guys' left arm hurt and you returned shortly before him." Ron stated.

"What are you implying Ron?" Harry asked angrily. "You know what I'm implying." Ron snapped. "How can you think I'm a Death Eater? Voldemort killed my parents, I would never follow him." Harry yelled. Hermione had tears in her eyes, "Harry we know you would never…" "Stop defending him Mione!" Ron snapped.

"Ron…" Hermione had tears running down her cheeks. "We can settle this; show us your arm Harry." Ron pointed at Harry's left arm. Harry felt his world shatter, if he didn't show them then they would think he was a Death Eater but if he did then they would know. "What's wrong mate; don't want to show us your betrayal?" Ron asked coldly.

Harry decided to just go to bed, he turned and started to walk away when Ron grabbed his arm, Harry wrenched it away but not before Ron saw something. He stepped back, "You are a Death Eater! You're a traitor!" Ron pointed.

Harry knew he could end this stupid argument by just showing them but that would start another…conversation. "No, I'm not a Death Eater Ron, you have to trust me." Harry pleaded. "But I saw the mark…" "You saw part of a tattoo." Harry interjected.

"Harry, why would you join him?" Hermione asked tears were not streaming down her face. "Oh not you too." Harry sighed irritably. "I'm afraid Ron has a point Harry." Hermione sobbed. "ARGH, I've had enough of this! I'm going to bed." Harry yelled before he stormed off to the boy's dorms.

Quickly Harry changed, got into bed, and pulled his curtains closed. He was furious, 'How dare they think he followed Voldemort!' Harry thought. But then again he didn't give them much proof to trust him.

Harry sighed and looked at the mark upon his arm. He dropped it by his side and just stared up at the red hangings…red, red? Harry's mouth twitched, he sat up, leaned over the foot of his bed and dug in his trunk till he found the jar.

He laid back and looked at the dark red liquid; it was calling to him, begging him to drink it. Harry sat up and opened the jar. The smell hit his nostrils but instead of making him sick, it made his mouth water.

Harry shrugged and took a small drink. The taste hit him, his body shivered and his eyes flashed from greed to yellow and back. Harry licked his lips; he liked the feeling he had. He took another, longer drink.

His eyes turned yellow and cat-like, his teeth elongated, and his nails turned to claws. Harry gripped the jar with both hands and drained it in one drink. He could feel his muscles rippling and a growl escaped his throat.

Harry's body now ached, he painfully got up and leaned out the window but he leaned too far and fell out. He was now in so much pain that he couldn't even scream as the ground rushed up to meet him.

However he never hit the ground, he rose up in the air but he was no longer Harry…he was Maloth. His body was dragon-like but more muscular. Maloth dropped to the ground, his beet were bird-like; three toes in the front and one in the back. They ended in deadly black talons.

His arms wee pumped up with muscle and the claws were the size of a grown man's fore arm. The black reflected no light nor did the dark blood red scales. Maloth's body was bulky and his head looked like a wolf's with glowing yellow eyes and razor sharp teeth. The two eye teeth were long sabers.

Maloth's long tail hit the ground; the tip had four retractable blades that looked like long curved scythes. He let out an unearthly roar that sounded like a dragon and dying, tortured people.

It woke the whole castle and even Hogsmeade. Dumbledore quickly looked out the window and he fell to his knees as he stared at the nine foot demon. All of the staff and student body were frozen in horror.

If the demon decided to attack the school, there would be nothing they could do. Craven Rose was the only one not terrified. He knew it was Harry and if it wouldn't have raised an issue, Craven would have gone out and told Harry to go hunt in the woods.

Maloth could smell the fear emitting from the castle and a part of him wanted to tear it down but he didn't. Instead he took flight and flew off into the Forbidden Forest.

Craven burst into Dumbledore's office, "Albus get everyone away from the windows and down to the dungeons. Then lock down the castle till I return." Craven stated calmly.

"Where are you going?" Dumbledore asked. "To find the demon and send it back to hell." Craven stated. He then turned and left, leaving no room for argument. Craven left the castle and headed strait into the forest. It took him only a few minutes to find Harry, who was crashing around looking for food.

"Harry stop destroying the forest and eat something." Craven commanded. Maloth turned to him and stared at him with piercing yellow eyes. A growl issued from deep within his throat. "Well your crashing around probably scared everything away…try hunting and be patient." Craven stated.

Maloth growled and snorted but was quiet none the less. Craven yawned; it was going to be a long night. He had a lot to teach Harry about hunting. He was slightly mad that Darkness hadn't done this herself. Maloth seemed to know what Craven was thinking as he growled at him.

"Less growling and more hunting. And we both know this would not be happening had she have spent more time teaching your demon." Craven stated. Maloth turned away without saying another word.

The next morning Harry slowly opened his eyes, only to see trees and some slight blue sky above. He groaned as he sat up. "Bout time you woke up. I need to get you back to the castle and cleaned up." Craven stated.

"What happened? Why did Maloth take over?" Harry asked. "Do you remember everything from last night?" Craven asked. Harry nodded, "But why did Maloth come out and how come I was still in control for the most part?" Harry asked.

"Well it depends on what you were doing before and you were in control because you and Maloth are technically the same person. He is just the dark side but at the same time Maloth is another…essence all together. It is complicated Harry." Craven answered.

Harry thought for a moment, "My so called friend think I am a Death Eater and I was mad at them…I stormed off to bed and I had a craving for blood so I drank some that Darkness gave me." Harry didn't know why he told Craven all of that.

Craven sighed, "I see now…Harry when you are angry you shouldn't drink blood, it forces your demon to come out. Normally that would not happen, I am sorry about your friends but why don't you just tell them the truth?" Craven asked.

"They would not understand there are some things that I am required to do being a follower of Lady Darkness and they couldn't handle that." Harry stated. Craven looked at Harry for a moment, "If they are your true friends they will but it will take time and they may not talk to you for a while…come on let's get you cleaned up." Craven offered Harry his hand and helped him up.

Back at the castle Harry quickly cleaned all of the blood off of himself; the school was already out of lock down. "Harry you need to think up a good excuse as to way you were not with the others last night…and don't say you went with me." Craven stated.

On the way down to the Great Hall Harry ran into Dumbledore, "Good morning Professor." Harry greeted. "Morning Harry, I am glad to see that you are alright as no one could find you last night…where were you?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry opened his mouth and was about to say something when a voice spoke from behind him, "He was with me Professor." Harry turned around only to see…Draco Malfoy. "We were in the potions class room working on our potions homework." Draco stated.

Dumbledore looked at Harry, "Is this true?" He asked. Harry quickly masked his face and closed his mind before looking back at Dumbledore. "Yes sir." Harry replied. Dumbledore studied him for a moment then nodded his head and left.

Once Dumbledore was gone Harry turned back to Malfoy, "Thank you but why did you help me?" Harry asked. Draco looked around to make sure the hall was deserted before he answered, "Because I know that the demon last night was you and that you are a follower of Lady Darkness."

A/N Yes I am leaving you guys on a cliff hanger! I am evil, I know. Anyways Read but more importantly REVIEW!!!