Author's Note: Hello, I kind of screwed my self over this month. I published the last chapter two days before the beginning of a new month when I know I usually update once a month. If I had just waited two days it would have May's chapter and I'd be set till June. But my mistake means you get another chapter! We're approaching the end anyway, I know when, how, and where I want to end. So buckle up. It's going to be Eleven chapters total and this is part one of the end.

Summary: "Living under the crushing weight of a title and destiny can be horrid enough but one that doesn't even bloody exist? Imagine the Boy-Who-Lived the one they wanted me to be. The one they pushed so hard for. A fairy tale No more than fiction." NO BWL AU M/M Harry/Tom Slash "They took me, left me unloved. All to avoid a monster being born. Well a monster they shall now have."

Warnings: Mature themes including Violence, Gore, Sexuality, swearing. Slash, AU, Heavily implied Sex, cheating.

No more than Fiction

Chapter Nine- Turning on the Flame P1

"I'm dreaming. That has to be it because there is no way my best friend faked her death without telling me and left me to think her dead. It's barmy. It's ludicrous. It's...exactly something she'd do..." Hadrian rambled to himself as he paced around in a circle.

Tom and Pandora stood off to the side watching him. Tom's eyes filled with concern for his betrothed. Hermione's filled with fear. What if Hadrian never forgave her for what she had done. It was a possible outcome, though not one she considered. Now seeing him like this she wasn't so sure anymore.

"If he goes around the twist before my return and before I marry him I'm going to hold you personally responsible!" He hissed.

"Me! You helped me with the stupid plan, without you it would have never happened that makes us equally responsible in my book!" Pandora growled back.

"I'm the Dark Lord Voldemort, I don't have to take responsibility for anything! That's what my Death Eaters are for!" He yelled.

"No what you are is an arrogant bastard who thinks others will always take the blame for his mistakes and failures!" She retorted.

"I am the Dark Lord I have no failures!" He thundered back.

"No your a half-blood trying to lead a blood purity campaign! See the bloody irony? Cause I certainly do!" She roared.

"Just because your adopted into a Pureblood house doesn't mean you aren't still a useless mud-" But Tom never got the chance to finish his insult.

"The two of you are both at fault. How dare you let me think she was dead Tom, I've come by often enough for you to tell me. Hermione how could you do that to me? I grieved for you, we had a fucking funeral for you! Yet here you are right as rain! How could you do that to your parents!" Hadrian roared erupting at both of them like a dragon spewing flames.

"But it's better than me actually being dead so I thought that-" She was cut off.

"Exactly you thought! YOU thought. You didn't even consider how i'd feel. I bet you thought I'd be fine with thinking you were dead and finding out you had done this to me. That we'd have a laugh and go on our merry way! No! What you did...you could have told me!" Harry screamed at her causing her eyes to well up with tears.

"But your reaction needed to be genuine that's what sold it to Dumbledore-" Again she was cut off.

"You could have told me the second after he left. Hell you could have told me anytime that night. You've had the opportunities Hermione, and you chose to let me think you dead for eight days! Eight long days my world was in pieces around me because my best friend was gone. After what you've done you might as well still be gone, because your not the same person." He said before turning on his heel and making for the exit.

"Harry please wait!" She called.

But it was too late the doors had slammed shut and the devastated witch was left there to break down and sob in front of the Dark Lord who felt extremely awkward.

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"What do you mean she's alive?" Draco asked feeling extremely left out of the loop.

"Exactly what I said apparently it was all a lie to escape Dumbledore before she was really killed. She just let us think she was dead. Oh and now she's my sister. Apparently they got their hands on mother's blood somehow. Tom knew too, he knew the entire time she wasn't dead even helped her with the idea!" Hadrian ranted.

"I'm sorry they did that to you Hadrian." Draco said sincerely.

Hadrian turned and looked into Draco's gray eyes for a moment and all he could think was that he wanted to hurt them back. He wanted them to feel like how he felt for the past eight days so he did the first rash, impulsive, stupid, Gryffindor thing he could think of. Hadrian smashed their lips together. Draco stumbled back in shock and almost fell over his eyes wide before he pushed the other boy away.

"Hadrian your upset and hurt, this isn't a good idea and your betrothed to the most powerful dark wizard in the world." Draco said.

Instead of answering Hadrian simply shoved Draco onto his bed and climbed on top of him.

"I don't care Draco. I don't care who I belong to, I don't care that this is wrong, I don't care that there will be hell to pay. All I care about is what I want and what I want right now is for you to shut up and make me forget about the pain. Just for a little while." Hadrian said.

This time when Hadrian claimed Draco's lips with his own he didn't resist. He gave into the want that he was feeling himself, the want that was forbidden. Hadrian stripped himself and Draco of their shirts and ran his hands along the whole of Draco's chest before he suddenly found their positions reversed. Draco was on top of him biting and sucking at his neck while grinding his hips into Hadrian's own. It was as if they were communicating telepathically, like they were on the same wave length and Draco knew exactly what he needed. Draco's mouth once again attached to Hadrian's as his hands ran down between them undoing their trousers.

Hadrian instinctively raised his hips allowing his pants to slid down his legs where they were removed fully and tossed over Draco's shoulder. Sliding their bodies under the covers Draco's eyes met Hadrian's own making sure this was really okay. At Hadrian's nod the blondes head disappeared beneath the sheets.

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Harry woke with a groan and sat upright. The blankets pooled around his naked waist and he sighed. He knew what he had done was wrong, he knew that it could never happen again. Judging by the fact Draco was no where to be seen he obviously jumped to the very same conclusion. The memories from the night before were very vivid and he was beginning to wish he hadn't done what he did sober. Even though what they did could have been worse Hadrian felt terrible. No matter what Tom did he didn't deserve that.

With the first task quickly approaching he needed to be focused though. Time enough to focus on his betrothal later when he came out alive. He'd spoken with his father at length before the incident with Draco and discovered the preparations for the cup were already underway, knowing this he began to wonder why they needed to wait for the final task. Actually Hadrian was thinking they might be able to make their move after the first task. With the cup finished and inn the Headmaster's office the timing was sooner than planned but perfect.

Soon Dumbledore would be out of the way and once that happened he was free to take Hogwarts. From there it would be smooth sailing to the Ministry after all, who controlled Hogwarts and the next generation controlled Britain. He stood from the bed with a smile on his face knowing that all the hard work he'd done up till now would pay off and walked over to his discarded clothes.

Once he was dressed Hadrian called a meeting. Everyone who knew about him or supported the Dark Lord was present and eyeing him. He however did not fail to notice Draco hadn't shown. Sighing to himself and worried now that he had done irreparable damage to their friendship he proceeded as planned.

"I have gathered you all here today for one reason and one reason only. Tomorrow is the day of the first task. I have placed myself in this tournament because my plan to resurrect the Dark Lord depends on it. After I finish the first task assuming I survive I will be heading straight to the office of Headmaster Dumbledore. Once there I will engage him in conversation before getting struck by the beauty of the Goblit of Fire. I will reach out and run my fingers over it activating the portkey installed. Rather than risk letting his pawn get whisked away to parts unknown and killed Dumbledore will grab on to me quickly." Hadrian explained and sighed when Pansy Parkinson raised her hand.

"Not that I'm questioning you or anything but how exactly does that help resurrect the Dark Lord?" She asked.

"In case you are unaware, that man isn't just your Lord he is my betrothed. I have plotted this down to the very last detail. Dumbledore has a part to plan in the resurrection but have no fear. By the time it reaches it's end the old fool will be dead. I have a ritual prepared to bring him back, Dumbledore has one of the ingrediants I require. What I need from you is for you to contact your parents. It's time to inform the Wizarding World that the Dark Lord Voldemort has a partner, and he wants to come out to play. I want raids, death, torture, mayhem! I want destruction! I want people to piss themselves in fear! Those of age are to assist their parents." Hadrian said finishing his explanation.

"Of course milord, what are we to call you?" She asked.

"My name is Lord Donn."

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The following morning Tom was sitting in the dinning area with Pandora eating breakfast when an owl flew in through the open window dropping the new issue of the Daily Prophet on the table.

Death Eaters Return!

By Rita Skeeter

Following the attack at the Quiditch World Cup no Death Eater activity has been reported, it's as if they simply vanished and late last night everything including the World Cup attack became hauntingly clear. The Head Auror Rufus Scrimmger as well as the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Bones were attacked last night in their homes. The Head of the DMLE seemed to have escaped her attackers after sustaining great injury and has yet to be located, while Mr Scrimmger succumbed to his injuries well before back-up arrived. At the same time prominent muggle villages across Britain were wiped out. Without the Head of the DMLE and the Head Auror the Ministry of magic is in chaos. Hundreds of Aurors were killed in the line of duty last night and why?

Because the Death Eaters have returned! That's right my faithful readers, Death Eaters were spotted at several attack sites and they are believed to be responsible for all these attacks. Why you may ask? Simple. A new threat has emerged in the wake of He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. It seems that without anyone's knowledge He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named had a partner all this time. One who was lolling the world into a false sense of security while he rebuilt his fallen partners forces. But this mysterious person has finally done so and stepped out of the shadows and waging war on our great nation.

This unknown figure who calls himself the Dark Lord Donn has reassembled the Death Eaters and is taking credit for these attacks. His name is being plastered in the blood of his victims everywhere. In addition to these startling attacks the Minister of Magic had this to say.

"If this Lord Donn wants war we at the Ministry are happy to oblige. I also can confirm at this time the rumor that one of the targets hit last night was indeed Azkaban Prison and that most if not all the Death Eaters housed within are missing from their cells. Among them being the Lestranges."

It seemes that we are heading for some dark times indeed my readers.

For more on Lord Donn pg3

For more on the Attacks pg 5

For more on the Azkaban Breakout pg 9

Tom smirked and passed the paper to an interested looking Pandora.

"It seems the end is coming my dear."

Author's Note 2: So here we go part one of three of the end. I hope everyone is enjoying the story.

Drarry: Yeah...remember when I mentioned drama? Well...that happened. Will Tom find out what exactly Hadrian did? Possibly wait and see.

Bellatrix: She's out! She'll be showing up next chapter, and don't you worry her reunion with Harry is worth the wait.

Lord Donn: In Irish mythology Donn is the lord of death otherwise known as 'The Dark One' I thought it was a fitting name for Hadrian.

Next Time: The first task arrives and Voldemort returns, and last but not least the what I am sure is the long awaited death of Dumbledore! I'm sure you will all find it very satisfying. All this and more in chapter ten! See you next month!

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