The Journey of a Dark Phoenix

Summary-

Harry Potter is the younger twin brother of Andrew Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, and the favorite nephew of their aunt and uncle. After a beating from his cousin and older brother, Harry meets a strange man that is invisible to everyone but him. The man takes Harry as his apprentice and teaches him the ways of a Dark Wizard. When the boys are thrusted into the Wizarding World at the young age of 11, Harry turns the Wizarding World upside down.

Chapter 9-

Harry sighed as he made his way to the Defense Against the Dark Art's room where a Ravenclaw Prefect had informed him that Professor Quirrell's office was at the very back of the classroom. He opened the door and walked through the room towards Professor Quirrell's office was while trying to clear his mind of the confusion and the feeling that something was not right. He knocked on the office door and waited to be allowed in, when given permission, he opened the door and tried to hide what he was feeling away. He knew he failed when he saw the concern fly through the red-brown eyes of Professor Quirrell and knew that his Master had taken full control of Professor Quirrell to talk to him, since Professor Quirrell's eyes were normally ice blue.

When Harry had stepped into the room, Professor Quirrell lifted his wand and gave it a wave shutting and locking the door while also placing a privacy bubble around them. "Come, sit Phoenix, tell your Master what is bothering you." Harry sat and bowed his head looking at his lap in shame.

"I'm sorry Master, I know you did not call me here to discuss my troubles." Harry said, Professor Quirrell leaned across the desk and forced Harry to look at him.

"Non-sense, Phoenix, my young pupil. You are my student, and what kind of teacher would I be if I were to ignore your problems. We will talk about what I have originally called you here for after you get what is bothering you off your chest." Professor Quirrell said and then gave him a look that dared Harry to disobey him, "Now, tell me what is wrong."

"I am confused, Master." Harry said.

"About what Phoenix?" His Master asked.

"About my relationship between Draco Malfoy. Something in side me whispers for me to create our Soul-Mate Bond, to give myself to him. But my mind and heart whisper that it is not time, that my body is not ready to create the bond, and neither is his. We are too young, and our bodies have yet to even start making the correct hormones for us to start the bond." Harry closed his eyes and placed a hand over his heart, "It hurts Master."

"What hurts Phoenix?"

"My soul." Harry said, "When ever I am away from him it aches, but I am scared to get too close to Draco. Scared that I might accidentally start to create the Soul-Mate Bond and ruin everything that me and Draco have together. And I know that we haven't known each other for very long, but I can't stand the idea that I was foolish enough to get too close and start the Soul-Mate Bond and end up hurting him, or worse killing him." A tear fell from Harry's eyes, shocking him because he didn't even realize that he had teared up, "And what makes matters worse is I don't even know if we are together. I don't know if he is my boyfriend or not. I don't know if I should call him my boyfriend or not. I don't know if I should deny that he is my boyfriend or not when someone calls him my boyfriend."

"This is most curious, your soul should not be trying to start the Soul-Mate Bond yet. This is unheard of. But fear not, I will place a spell that will keep you from trying to start the Soul-Mate Bond." Harry felt Professor Quirrell's magic wrap around him and the ache in his soul slowly eased until it was no longer there, "As for if Draco is your boyfriend or not, you will have to sit down with him and discuss that." Professor Quirrell looked into Harry's eyes and saw there was more. "That is not all that is bothering you, is it?"

"No Master, I feel," Harry started then looked away to try and find the words to explain what else was bothering him, "I don't know. I feel that something with the school is not right," He was still struggling with the words, "It is like it is incomplete, not whole. Like, like there is something missing, something big, something powerful." Harry sighed then looked into his Master's eyes, "I can't explain it, no one else seems to notice, its like I'm the only one who can feel that something is not right with the school."

"You are right, I do not seem to feel as if something wrong, Hogwarts feels the same as it did when I was a student here." Professor Quirrell said after a minute then leaned back into his chair. "I will look into why you feel this way, and why your soul is trying to start the Soul-Mate Bond." Professor Quirrell leaned forward to rest his elbows on the desk and folded his hands in front of his face. "I see you have made some friends besides Draco, tell me about them."

"Well, I have made a small group which consist of Daphne Greengrass, Blaize Zabini, Neville Longbottom and Millicent Bulstrode, I am tolerating Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle only because Draco claims that they are his acquaintances." Harry said, "I plan to add Hermione Granger and Percy Weasely into my small group."

"Oh? Why them?"

"I feel that they will be able to help me in the long run. Percy is a powerful wizard and I cannot afford him to not be on my side, it would only hurt me, so I will get him to come to my side. Now Hermione Granger may be a Muggleborn and looked down upon, but I sense that she has great potential, with the right training and guidance she will become not only a powerful witch, but also a beautiful one. Once she is trained and guided into the right direction she will be a force to be reckoned with, and will only strengthen my side even more." Harry said.

"And who will be the one to train and guide her?" Professor Quirrell asked, though he already knew the answer to that question.

"I will Master. If I know Andrew, and we both know I do, he will torment her for being smarter than him, and Ron will most likely follow in his shadow, because he wants to be a friend of a celebrity. When they break her, I will be there to pick up the pieces. I will be the friend that she longs for, the one that understands, the one that has been there and can help her." Harry said and both him and Professor Quirrell smirked evilly at each other.

"I see, I will allow this. I must tell you to keep an eye on Parkinson and Nott, I do not trust them."

"Yes Master." Harry said.

"Now, Phoenix, I have a task for you." Professor Quirrell said, "Dumbledore had thought it wise to hide The Sorcerer's Stone in the third-floor corridor on the right side. This stone will give unlimited life to any who drinks the Elixir of Life it can create, so it is a very sought after stone. I want you to find a way to steal this stone, because with that stone we will be able to get my body back." Harry nodded his head with a smirk, "Now, seeing as no student is suppose to know about the stone, I will give you the whole year to accomplish this task. But know that if you fail, your punishment will be severe."

"I understand Master." Harry said, he knew how much his Master wanted to have his body back.

"Good, you may go back to your little group now." Professor Quirrell said and Harry stood up, "Oh, one more thing, you are to tell Severus that he will begin your training of Occlumency and Legilimency next month, on my orders."

"Yes Master." Harry said and with that said, Professor Quirrell dropped the privacy bubble and unlocked the door.

"H-h-h-have a-a-a-a n-n-n-nice d-d-d-day." Professor Quirrell stuttered, his eyes going back to their normal ice blue.

"Good day Professor." Harry said then left the office and head out of the DADA class room to head back to the Slytherin Common Room. As soon as he turned a corner he literally bumped into Andrew and Ron.

"Watch where you are going, boy." Andrew sneered and Harry glared at him, already feeling a headache forming.

"What do you want?" Harry asked, not in the mood to deal with them and was now wishing that he had let Draco come with him.

"You're a traitor Harry." Andrew sneered.

"How am I a traitor?" Harry asked.

"You got put into Slytherin, only dark wizards get put into Slytherin." Ron said, Harry gave Ron a cold glare from the corner of his eye and noticed with boredom that he paled and took a step back.

"I bet you were placing traps in the hall." Andrew said and Harry felt the magic signatures of Percy and Oliver heading their way, Harry looked over Andrew's shoulder and could see them, so he quickly pulled on his innocent mask.

"Andrew, I'm sorry that I offended you by being put into Slytherin, please don't be made at me." Harry said and noticed that Percy and Oliver had stopped and were watching them. "And I swear that I didn't place any traps in the hall, I was just coming from Professor Quirrell's office because he wanted to speak with me. He noticed that something seemed to be wrong with me and offered to try to help me by lending an ear. I was just on my way back to my Common Room to study with my friends."

"Don't lie to me, I know you're up to something." Andrew growled and grabbed Harry by the front of his robes.

"I'm sorry Andrew, please don't hit me again." Harry said closing his eyes and pretended to wait for a punch that he knew would not becoming.

"What is going on here?" Percy called out and Ron and Andrew jumped in shock, Harry even pretended to be shocked.

"N-nothing." Andrew said quickly let go of Harry's robe and took a step away from him.

"It didn't look like nothing to me." Oliver said glaring at Ron and Andrew and Harry put on his 'Protect me, I'm an innocent victim' mask on.

"Were you two bulling Harry because he didn't get put into Gryffindor like you two?" Percy asked.

"What? No! He's up to something!" Andrew cried out and Harry made himself looked offended.

"Why? Because he is a Slytherin?" Percy asked.

"Yes!" Both Ron and Andrew said.

"I see, 50 House Points from both of you and detention with Professor Snape tonight after dinner." Percy said and Oliver held out his hand for Harry to take.

"Come Harry, we'll walk you back to your Common Room." Oliver said and Harry was able to get a good reading of him, though he wasn't as powerful as Percy, he was still powerful and he could sense that if he wanted Percy on his side, he would need Oliver. Harry smiled a shy smile and took Oliver's hand.

"Mother will be hearing about this." Percy said before moving so that Harry was standing in between him and Oliver as they started to lead him to the dungeon.

"How does he always do that?" Ron asked and they glared after them.

"He doesn't do anything, you two are just closed minded idiots." Hermione said with an armful of books she was planing on studying, she had just come from the library and had seen the last half of their encounter.

"Shut up Beaver, no one asked you." Andrew snapped and Hermione flinched back at the insult on her two front teeth, she unconsciously bit her top lip in hopes to cover her front teeth.

"W-well, taking your anger at getting in trouble out on me won't help you." Hermione said in a know-it-all voice.

"No," Andrew said then stepped up to her, she fought the urge to back up away from him, afraid he would hit her or something, "But it sure makes me feel better." He smirked then hit the pile of books in her arms, startling her enough to make her drop them with a loud gasp. "See ya around, Bushy Head." Andrew said then him and Ron past her laughing.

Hermione stood in the middle of the hall way, staring at the pile of books scattered on the floor while trying to fight the tears forming in her eyes. She sniffed and shook her head, she would not cry, she would not let them know that they had that power over her. She was used to being bullied, she had been bullied at her last school for being a little bit different and being smarter than the other kids. She bent over and start to pick up the books while still fighting her tears.

She had really hoped that when she had started here that everyone would be different, that they wouldn't bully her because she was different or smart. When she had been sorted into Ravenclaw, the House of Knowledge, as her fellow House mates called it, she had been so happy, she would be with people who were like her, people who loved to learn. But that was not the case, they all teased her because she wanted to study before classes even started. Harry and his friends are studying before classes even started, you could go study with them. A voice whispered in the back of her mind, but she ignored it.

And now Andrew and Ron were teasing her about her looks. No one here was like her, no one saw past her looks or her habit of wanting to be prepared for classes. Well that was all fine for her, she didn't need any one, all she needed were her books. Her books were her only true friends, they would never bully her, or judge her. She didn't need anybody. Hermione ignored the voice that whispered that 'her' books could never give her the comfort another human being could give her as she made her way towards her Common Room to find a secluded corner, away from her teasing House mates, to study in.

She never saw the ice blue eyes that were tinted a red-brown in the shadows as Voldemort watched through Professor Quirrell's eyes as Andrew and Ron started their torment on Hermione, just like Harry had predicted. Once the girl had turned a corner and was out of his eye sight, he turned around and went back into the DADA class room and to the office. 'So it has started,' Voldemort thought with a smirk, 'Let us see how strong the girl's will is. How long will it take for her to break enough for Harry to swoop in and 'rescue' her?'