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Harry smirked as he dressed that day, it seemed that the old fool was a bit sharper than he had originally gave him credit for being; and he was going to remedy that. He turned and looked at Kan out of the corner of his eye and saw that his Dark Priest was instantly at his side. The older man was smiling down at him and they exchanged no words as they left their private rooms. They had business to attend to.
Dumbledore smiled down at his Golden Boy, all was well he had fixed the rift in time and now things would be as they should be. The child of the Prophesy would destroy the Dark Lord and once again it would be proven that Light conquered over the darkness. Unfortunately, Albus didn't realize that the rift in time he had created was as not fixed as he believed.
Voldemort looked down at the young god and said "You are certain?" He too had seen the paper and the Boy Hero inside of it. He had been unaffected by memory charm that Albus used because he knew how defend not only himself but his followers from mind magics such as that. He saw the determined look on the young and powerful face and nodded in agreement "Very well then it shall be done." After all, even if his plans had to be hurried a bit, what did one have to worry about when a God was on their side?
Harry Potter smiled as he watched Ron try to unsuccessfully talk Hermione into doing his work for him again. He shook his head and laughed along until he saw the Headmaster's owl waiting for him outside of the window. He didn't have to read the note to know what it said inside and made a flimsy excuse to his friends as he went to the headmaster's office, wondering what the man wanted from him now.
Harry stared darkly at the dank castle before him. He was still as unimpressed with the massive form of rock as he had been all those months ago almost a year now. He smirked; he would bring destruction to that pile of rocks very soon and it was either unaware or content with the fate awaiting it.
Severus Snape smirked as he descended from the Headmaster's office, the smirk turning into a smug smile when he saw the young Mr. Potter pompously making his way up the stairs. He was glad that he had been so careful about choosing sides in this war.
When he panicked all those years ago and rushed to Dumbledore's side he still had enough of his Slytherin self to remind him not to give away all the cards in his hand no matter how desperate he was. He was thankful for his cautious moves then and soon they would be paying him back in full. Very shortly, he thought as Potter closed the door behind him as he entered.
Dumbledore looked down at the young twelve year old before him with a stern and serious expression on his face. "It seems…" he began slowly "That our opponent has a few more pieces on the board than we had originally anticipation. We must be prepared for his next move; it has come to me through a trustworthy source that he plans to attack Hogwarts in two weeks. I am gathering members of the Order as we speak to help protect the students but it will take diligence and preparation on your part to make sure that this attack is not successful." The old man knew that he was putting a heavy burden on small young shoulders, but the Prophesy had foretold it and he was not one to stand in the way of fate.
Kan smiled proudly down at his little God, the day was brisk with overhead clouds in the sky that were brining the snow to make it a white Christmas. Of course those in the castle had no idea that by the time Christmas came around their world would have changed far beyond anything they would have ever dreamed of.
Harry was wearing the clothing that he had originally arrived in, the wrap bottom, bare feet, and gold mesh top. To acknowledge the change in weather he was wearing a velvet fur lined cloak that swirled around him magnificently in the growing wind that was becoming lightly infested with small flakes of snow.
Kan watched as one of those dark green eyes lit with amazement at the white fluff before they darkened and focused again on their purpose. Kan promised himself that once the young God had gained his revenge they would have time off from ruling over the lives of worthless minions and take some time for themselves for a change.
Harry Potter returned to his two best friends and told them at once what Dumbledore had entrusted him with. After all they were his only friends and he would never keep anything from them. At once Hermione started strategizing as they heard the arrival of the Order members gathering together to prepare the defense of Hogwarts. Not realizing that the real reason they were there was to make a certain God's life that much easier.
Harry sneered at the power of the wards. They were strong he'd give them that, but he was after all a well trained God, and if there was something he could control, it was power. He paused before dismantling the wards and pulled Kan roughly in for another kiss. After this Harry was planning on taking some time off to discover all if it was all possible for there to be a correlation between his absorbing the other Harry's life force an increase of time in bed with Kan.
With a burst of green power the wards were no more and the Death Eaters began to swarm in at their Lord's command. Severus had told them that all of the Order Member's were present and prepared to be slaughtered. With that signal given there was no reason for them to hold back any longer.
Voldemort led the charge but Harry was at his side, both burned to claim the life of a certain Potter, but considering who he was Voldemort was willing to allow Harry to do what he wanted and take whatever was leftover.
Dumbledore watched as the wards went crashing down and knew that once and for all Severus had betrayed him; he had been willing to believe that Severus had been simply given false information. But that thought was instantly ruined as he watched that very man burst into the hall and begin cursing students with dark magic that he had been restraining for years.
Harry looked around at the panicking students with disinterest, the Dark Lord had allowed students to be cursed but none were to be permanently injured or killed. After all they were the future generations and they couldn't be made useless.
Harry soon found who he was looking for and the wild wind swarmed around him when he looked at a paltry reflection of himself. He smiled as Kan joined him at his side. It seemed that the other him was left alone to defend himself, making the matter all too easy considering.
Harry Potter stared in amazement at the boy who was making his way slowly towards him. Flowing hair, a fur lined cloak and strange clothing there was nothing in common about this boy and himself. Nothing in common except in fact the startling green color of their eyes matching, though the others were a slightly darker shade.
Also was the fact that Harry Potter knew deep in his soul that he was looking at himself. The tall strong man at the other's side stepped forward and purred slowly "Harry Potter, allow me to introduce your better self, the God of Chaos who is going to write your world's history in blood."
Harry had said nothing during this, content to allow Kan to do it for him. After all that was what a Dark Priest was for, to interpret the words and whims of his chosen God. Harry stepped forward slowly smirking darkly when he saw the petrified rage on his other self's face. Really his other self didn't even have proper control over his emotions. If that was the case how could he ever properly control his magic? Harry didn't think about this too long; after all, it wouldn't be a problem for much longer.
Harry Potter felt rage building inside of him, but he was used to that happening, his rage coming to him every time that he fought. He believed it was his anger at his parent's and countless other's deaths. However he never thought about it too deeply because the rage allowed for nothing else besides that blinding heat that seemed to take away all form and sense of control.
By the time this inner monologue was completed Harry was standing before Harry and reached out to touch the short wild locks. "Remarkable." He said calmly "But that won't be stopping me and I sincerely hope that you were not planning for mercy on my part. After all I am a God and I can't be seen being partial to any besides my beloved priest. But considering who you are I will allow you a peaceful death as long as you submit to it like a willing sheep to the slaughter."
Harry Potter had no time to comprehend these words as an impossibly strong arm locked firm fingers in his hair and pulled him roughly forward. For once he found something stronger than the rage buried deep inside of him. It was fear, cold and startling fear laced with certainty that this was the end. He was no match for this other, for the other who wore his expression and had hardened versions of his mother's eyes.
Kan watched, he wouldn't be able to deny that he was attracted to the sight of the two beautiful boys locked in such a dangerous dance. But he knew exactly what his Lord had to do and that there was no choice besides it. He smiled and merely watched his Lord at work, and it was a beautiful sight.
Harry Potter couldn't move, it had something to do with those beautiful green eyes gazing so calmly back at his own. The other him gently caressed his cheek and whispered softly "It will only hurt a little…but trust me it's worth it."
Harry made this false promise to his other self before sealing it with a tainted kiss and smirking at how the other slowly began to soften against him even when his back was stiff with rebellious determination. It didn't matter, because as Harry wrapped his arms around Harry Potter in an embrace that was a mockery of love he made sure to nestle the dagger slowly into his back and held the boy firmly as he drank ever drop of powerful life-force the vessel had to offer him.
Voldemort would have loved to stay and watch the little God play, but he had his own agenda. He smirked when he found Dumbledore; the man was in his full glory, brightly colored robes included, prepared to face him down "This will end in your death old man, but I will do my best to make it worthy of the Great Albus Dumbledore."
As Harry drank the last of Harry Potter's life force he lowered the limp body carefully to the ground and could feel the power absorbed humming through is veins. He closed his eyes and gently caressed his own cheek "This way we will always be together." He said softly and then turned glowing green eyes to Kan "I think it's time we redecorate this pile of rock, and make it worthy of a God from El Dorado."
Kan came to his Lord's side and fell into a formal bow that ended with a tender kiss being exchanged between Master and servant "As you wish my Lord." And so they did.
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