A/N: Alright here is Chapter 10. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far. Plaease Read and Review.
-McFluffin
P.S. I still need a Beta, anyone interested? PM me.
Chapter 10
It had been one month since Harry had started his training, one long, grueling month since he traded away his humanity for power, delving deeper and deeper into the Dark Arts; Harry found himself entranced by the powers it offered.
During his time with the Shade, Harry learned many things about not only the Dark Arts but also himself. Even if he despised the idea,he could not deny that both Voldemort and himself where of the same mold. They had both made the decision to achieve unimaginable powers, to reach new heights in strength to get what they wanted.
His training with Snape had also progressed well; Harry was now able to rid his mind of any foreign presence within 4 seconds. Although he was not as fast as Snape or Dumbledore and he would have a hard time fighting off the Dark Lord, he was safe from mental attacks. He would continue to develop his skills but, Snape had done his job and could not help Harry progress any further.
Lessons with Dumbledore where going slower then expected. He constantly had Harry review various memories about Voldemort and his decent into depravity and his rise as a Dark Lord; Dumbledore hoped that if Harry saw the horrible things that the Dark Lord had caused then maybe, Harry would not go down the same path and use his new-found skills to good use. He was unfortunately very wrong; Harry saw the memories and did not see horrible and evil acts perpetrated by a mad-man, he saw logical murders and political killings that needed to be done to advance his cause. Of course Harry never mentioned his thoughts to the Headmaster, that would have been unwise.
Harry's birthday came and went without any fan-fare, asides from a few letters from Neville, Luna, Hermione, and Daphne all he did was train. The letter from Hermione was disturbing to say the least, it appeared that Ron had decided to tell her "The Weasley Side" of the story which consisted of Harry coming in and yelling at them for no apparent reason and destroying half the kitchen with a dark spell and he was at the point of injuring both Molly and Ginny. That is until Ronald showed up and fought him to a draw and Harry escaping "Ron's Vengeance". Hermione also noted that not only did Harry have some explaining to do but, that she was not the only one to receive such a letter, most of the former D.A. had gotten one.
Neville's Letter was more of a quick note saying happy birthday and that he thought Ron was full of himself. Harry had to laugh at this, who would have thought Neville would have grown so much over the years. He could always count on him and Harry knew it, the unspoken bond they shared made them friends and he wouldn't like it any other way.
Luna's Letter was what most would expect from Luna, strange, filled with magical creatures both real and imaginary, and hard to understand. Still Harry treasured the letter for the simple fact that Luna had been his friend and come to his aide when no one else would, and he knew if he lost Luna, Hermione, and Neville he would lose all traces of emotions he had left and would be no better then Voldemort. A raving mad-man and a lunatic of the highest order.
Daphne's Letter was very interesting to say the least. He had finally gotten on a first name basis with her but, she was so damn cryptic that it boggled his mind. At times she would suggest they go out for a date, other times she would say they could never be friends, but she would still him by his first name, which meant they where friends! Harry was thoroughly confused.
With all this happening to Harry, he had forgotten that Dumbledore told him that they would perform the ritual to get rid of his Horcrux sometime in late August.
So we find our young wizard pacing back and forth in his room, awaiting Dumbledore to come pick him up. Today they would get rid of his Horcrux.
August 20th 9:00 pm
"Where in the world is he?! I just want this thing out of my head!" Harry yelled, tired of waiting and anxious about what was about to happen.
"Do not worry Harry, I've studied the exorcism ritual, everything will be fine." Dumbledore spoke from the corner of the room causing Harry to jump.
"Bloody Hell! How do you do that? Merlin's Underpants you almost made me had a heart attack!" Harry said while clutching his chest in hopes that it would slow his heart rate.
"Being Headmaster has it's perks my boy now, lets get going the ritual room is ready." Dumbledore said, clearly amused by Harry's antics.
"Right, lead the way then." Harry said as he followed Dumbledore.
*Room of Requirements*
They arrived at the Room of Requirements and entered, Harry saw that the room was transformed into a fairly large chamber with a rune circle at the center. Snape was waiting for them with his trademark sneer in full effect.
"Finally! Now lay in the circle Potter, Dumbledore and I shall chant the Latin phrases and channel our magic into the runes. You are going to have to fight your Horcrux and defeat it to have it expelled from your body; Understood?" Snape said, not waiting for an answer he shoved Harry into the circle, causing the Boy-Who-Lived to fall unceremoniously on his back-side.
"Freaking, ignorant, greasy..." Harry grumbled as he positioned himself into a comfortable position.
"Alright then let us being." Dumbledore said as he and Snape started to chant in Latin, the circle started to glow a pale purple color.
At the start Harry only felt warmth spreading from his feet and continued upwards. "This isn't so bad, I guess this is gonna be easier then I thought." Harry thought to himself happily. The warmth had reached his ears and neared his scar.
As it got closer to his Horcrux, Harry started to feel a bit uncomfortable. When the warmth hit his scar he yelled an unearthly yell. All he could hear was yelling, screams of refusal, and loud chanting. All came together with the pain, he could not take any longer and passed out.
*Harry's Mind*
Harry appeared to be in a white room, no other distinctive marks just plain white.
"Where am I?" He asked himself, his answer came in as a bolt of green magic. Harry turned and came face to face with a slightly younger version of Lord Voldemort.
"So, You have finally come to destroy me! Well know this I will not leave without a fight!" the Horcrux yelled as he leveled his wand at Harry "Avada Kedavra!" he yelled.
Harry pulled out his wand and fired off a Killing Curse of his own "Avada Kedavra!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs.
The two spells met and locked themselves into a Priori Incantatem, a golden dome surrounded them both as it had done in the graveyard during Voldemort resurrection. Harry looked at the Horcrux in front of him and smiled.
"I'm not going to lose Voldemort! You know this, so die!" Harry said to the soul and pushed golden bead that formed with the connection towards the other end.
"NO! I CAN NOT LOSE!!!" The Horcrux yelled, "STOP I WILL GIVE YOU POWER! JUST LET ME LIVE!" The evil piece of soul yelled, desperate to survive it's encounter.
Harry quirked an eyebrow and looked at him "What do you mean? Explain before I decide to kill you." he growled.
"I can give you some of my blood to drink! I can give you my Parselmouth ability! Just let me be!" The Horcrux yelled
"I already am one so you offer me nothing." Harry said, wondering what this thing was up to.
"If I am banished you will not have the ability anymore! Do you accept my offer?!" He asked fearful that he would say no.
"How about I do this." Harry continued to pour power into the bead and as it hit the Voldemort Horcux making him to start to fade away Harry ran towards him. Pulling his hand back he punched it into the semi-transparent chest of the Horcrux and pulled out his black, bloody heart.
"Well it looks like I am still a Parselmouth doesn't it Voldemort. Well let see how you taste." Harry said as he bit down into the black heart and ripped a piece out of it. He swallowed it and he felt as a wave of power rushed into him, he saw snakes and he heard them hissing at him as it imprinted into his mind. He could understand what they said once more. Looking down he smiled cruelly as he saw the soul writhing in pain as he started to fade from existence. The blood dripped from his lips only served to make Harry look more intimidating.
"You will pay for your treachery Potter!" The soul said as he finally phased out.
*Room of Requirements*
Harry's eyes shot open and he started to heave. Turning over he started to vomit out a black liquid, the evil that it let out was palpable in the room. Dumbledore and Snape stopped chanting and waited for the young man to stop.
"Are you alright Harry?" Dumbledore asked, worried that the exorcism had failed.
Harry stopped and turned his head and looked at the old wizard. He grinned and responded "I'm good, it went better then expected."
Dumbledore paled when he looked into Harry's eyes, the where still green but around the pupil he could see a tiny bit of red appear. 'This can only mean Harry is starting to fall under the sway of the Dark Arts. My boy I hope I have not failed you.' he thought to himself, worried that he was losing his young charge.
"Well go to your room and rest. We'll talk in the morning." Dumbledore spoke a bit shaken but he hid it well.
"Right then, thank you professors." and Harry left to go to bed, the ritual had lasted well over an hour and it left him feeling drained. What he didn't notice was that he left two people worried about the talk they would have in the morning.