My Name Is Harry Potter
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A/N : Here is another update. I hope you like this chapter. Please tell me in your reviews how you find this chapter. Thank you for all your wonderful reviews and support so far with this story. Also I am upping the rating to M for possible violence in this and future chapters.
11. The Dark Mark
Shadow cried "Helene", and a majestic Shadow Phoenix appeared in thin air, above Shadow, and all three of them disappeared in a burst of fire, the spells passing by thru thin air, seconds later.
The three of them reappeared in the Chamber Of Secrets, moments later. Celesta came slithering towards them. Harry dumped Lucius on the floor, who was still unconscious. "Thank you Helene, for coming to get me out of there," Harry thanked the shadow Phoenix before calling for Flunky, his house elf.
"Master Harry is calling for Flunky? What is Flunky be doing for Master Harry?" Flunky asked, appearing beside Harry. "Flunky. I sent a house elf named Dobby along with a young woman to our apartment above Madame Malkins. I want you to go there and take care of them. Provide with anything they need. Tell them that they cannot go anywhere outside the apartment as it is not safe for them yet. Tell them I would be there tomorrow night to explain everything, and until then to stay there and not go out. Also, Flunky, do not in any circumstances let them know who I am. Can you do that Flunky?" "I is doing that right away Master Harry." With that Flunky popped out of the Chamber.
"Now lets get to Mister Malfoy shall we?" Harry spoke to no one in particular, before levitating Lucius and heading towards the ante chamber, where he made Flunky build a new room. Celeste followed Harry. Harry seeing that Celeste was following him, turned around, "I need you to stay here, Celeste. I don't want Malfoy to meet you already." "Ofcourse, Harry Potter. As you wish." Celeste began slithering back to her sleeping chamber.
Harry continued to the Ante Chamber. He opened the door to the room built by Flunky, before levitating Malfoy inside, and closing the door. Once inside, Harry set the unconscious form Lucius down on the ground to one side, before conjuring a table. He then levitated Lucius body onto the table and strapped him down tightly. He then cast a series of charms on him, meant to diagnose any tracking charms placed upon Malfoy, or any hidden objects that can act as Emergency Portkeys. He didn't find any objects that were Portkeys but his left forearm, showed some sort of tracking method on it. Harry cast a simple coffin do cutting the robe around Malfoy's elbow and exposing the forearm. There was a tattoo on the forearm, The Dark Mark. Harry studied the Mark for a few minutes, trying to dispel it without causing harm to Malfoy. He wasn't successful.
Harry sighed. He needed to cut out the Dark Mark. He knew when he agreed to come back, and put an end to Voldemort's reign of terror that he would have to be ruthless, not show any mercy. After all these animals had killed and tortured hundreds, if not thousands, of innocents just for their sick pleasure. But now that he needed to do this, he was slightly revolted. However, he had enough of a resolve to do what was necessary.
"Enervate", Harry woke Lucius up. He might as well make him feel the pain. It would help in breaking him down, and putting fear in him, which might be helpful, if he wanted to get answers form Malfoy. He stood to a side.
Lucius woke up to a dim light surrounding him. He was lying down. He looked around, and couldn't identify the place where he was. Something was very wrong. The last he remembered, he was fighting a stranger in his manor. Now, he was naked, without any clothes lying down on some sort of a table. He was in a room made of glass. He tried to move but he could not. He looked to see what was restraining his movements. His hands and legs were strapped down to the table. He did not have his wand with him and he could not see it anywhere near. This was bad. This was very bad. He tried to unlock the straps using what meagre windless magic he knew, but he couldn't. Whoever it was that took him, must have placed some sort of magic dampening field around him.
"Is any one here? Who are you? What do you want with me?" Lucius asked, hoping that he could get some answers. A figure stepped out of the corner of the room. Lucius didn't notice his presence there. "Hello Lucius. As I have told you my name is Shadow. And we are here because of your activities as a follower of someone named Tom Riddle a.k.a Lord Voldemort."
Lucius was panicking inside, even though he presented a calm exterior to the outside. He remembered now. This person flew in the air, and apparatus even when there was an anti - apparition ward in place. He must be really powerful to have done that. And how did he know that he was a death eater? He was very careful to hide his death eater activities. He spent a lot of money after the Dark Lord's fall the first time around, making sure of it.
"What do you mean by my activities as a follower of the Dark Lord? You must be mistaken. I have never supported the Dark Lord voluntarily. I was placed under the Imperius curse. I was cleared of all charges." Lucius spoke calmly.
"Lucius... Lucius... You may have fooled the fools in the ministry, you may have fooled the wizarding world in general, with your generous donations and all. But you can't fool me. I know what you are. I know what you did. I know what you are planning on doing. So tell me, when do you and your Lord plan to break your fellow comrades out of Azkaban Prison?"
Lucius was shocked was an understatement. He couldn't even comprehend how this stranger seemed to know so many things. He talked as if he knew for a fact that the Dark Lord was still alive. Even thinking that this guy believed the old fool Dumbledore's words about the Dark Lord being back, it still didn't explain how he knew about the Dark Lord's plan to attack Azkaban. As far as he knew, the Dark Lord told him and only him. So how did this stranger know about the plan? It doesn't matter much anyway. The Dark Lord must have known that he was missing by now, and he will be sending a rescue team soon. He just needs to stall this man.
"I don't know what you are talking about. You must be mistaken about me. Release me now and You will have a chance to get away without any damage. Once the Minister finds out about this, He will send the whole fleet of aurors in search of you." Lucius told Shadow.
"You seem to be thinking that you are in a position to make demands, aren't you? Well we will have to see about that won't we?" The shadow responded before conjuring a knife from thin air. He held the knife in his right hand and approached the table where Lucius was strapped down. "You know? Your Master and your gang of inbred idiots are the reason of so many difficulties in my life. So when I see this Dark Mark on your hand, it reminds me of all the crappy things that happened to me, directly or indirectly because of your master." Shadow commented, while bringing the knife down and starting to cut out the Dark Mark and the surrounding flesh from the forearm of Lucius.
Lucius cried out in pain and started writhing violently. It only served to make the cut deeper and painful. Blood dripped from the wound profusely. Lucius however endured pain more powerful than this, when under the cruciatus curse was placed upon him by Dark Lord. No. What he was more afraid of was that the Dark Lord wouldn't be able to track him if the Dark Mark was cut out.
Once Shadow cut out the Dark Mark and the surrounding tissue completely he incinerated it immediately. Lucius's forearm had a saucer shaped depression in it, the underlying muscles visible thru the wound and bleeding quite profusely. "Incendio" Shadow cast over the wound, to cauterise it. Malfoy cried out in pain again. The open nerve endings present through the wound being cauterised caused a lot of pain.
Once he was done, Shadow stepped back. "You see, you are not the one who is in charge here. I can cause a lot more pain than this. So, all you need to worry about is how to keep me happy, by answering my questions. Do you understand that?" Shadow asked.
Lucius slumped back on the table. His only hope of getting rescued was destroyed. He did not have a wand and he was not able to perform any kind of magic. He just stared blankly at Shadow. Even if he is going to die here, he won't betray his Lord. He can bear any kind of pain this Shadow can dole out.
Shadow released the straps toeing down Lucius to the table. Lucius immediately jumped up from the table and tried to lunge at Shadow only to be hit with a Petrificus Totalus. He fell face forward breaking his nose. Shadow then vanished the table before conjuring chains along the wall to one side. He levitated Lucius body to the wall before releasing the Petrificus and tying him to the wall with his hands above his head and his feet barely touching the floor.
"You may not be ready to talk to me right now, but a few days from now, you will be. Good night Lucius." Shadow turned around walking out of the room and sealing it. He made sure that Lucius cannot escape before walking away from the room. Once he was back in the Chamber of Secrets, he called forth for Flunky.
"What is Flunky being doing for Master Harry?" "Did you instruct Dobby and Miss Denise?" "Yes, Master Harry. Flunky is making sure Dobby is understanding."
"Good Flunky. Then can you take me near to the Entrance of Gryffindor tower?" Asked Harry. "Right away, Master Harry" Flunky took Harry's hand before disappearing. Seconds later they were near the Gryffindor tower. Harry thanked Flunky before removing his robe and shrinking and pushing it into his pocket. He then applied the disillusionment and notice - me - not charm on himself. He proceeded to the Gryffindor tower. The Fat Lady was asleep. When he gave the password to the entrance, she barely responded, not even noticing who was there before opening the entrance.
Once inside Harry hurried up to his dorm. He could hear the snores of all his dorm mates. He walked towards his trunk removing a towel and a pair of pyjamas and a T shirt, before heading to the showers. He was filthy and he had blood on his hands and he needed to have a shower before going back to sleep. Harry bathed, his actions all automated, his mind filled with the screams of Lucius. Silent tears ran down his face, owing to sadness to what he was forced to do, rather than guilt over the pain he inflicted on Lucius.
Once he was done, Harry climbed into the bed, absolutely exhausted both emotionally and physically. He fell asleep almost immediately, though his sleep was quite disturbed with nightmares.
Since his resurrection, Lord Voldemort began checking on the locations of his horcruxes. Tonight he was on his way to check the Gaunt cottage located outside the Little Hangleton village. He wanted to be absolutely sure that no one has discovered his secret. He had told no one about the fact that he made Horcruxes. Not even his innermost circle. But still, Lord Voldemort was very paranoid when it came to this matter. After all, these were the instruments that prevented his death, and these are the instruments that will ensure his immortality. The only person who could possibly know that he made these Horcruxes was Horace Slughorn. He had been on the search for him since a long time, to tie up that loose end, but he had been quite slippery.
Lord Voldemort made his way to the entrance of the cottage. Nothing seems to be out of place here. It was exactly the same as he last checked, with a lot more dust accumulated. He was about to enter the cottage, when he felt one of his Death Eaters trying to contact him. He specifically told them not to contact him unless there was an emergency. For them, to contact him, something must have happened. He, however decided that it could wait till he checked on the securities and presence of the Horcrux. After all he came a lot of distance to make the trip again.
30 minutes later :
Voldemort has finished his inspection of the cottage, and he was absolutely sure that no one has discovered this place. He added a few more defences just in case, before heading out. Once he reached the edge of the town he apparatus back to his mansion.
When Voldemort reappeared in his throne room, Antonin Dolohov was standing there near the door. "Well? What was so important that you had to disturb me Dolohov?" Voldemort asked.
Dolohov kneeled down on one feet, afraid to deliver the news. The Dark Lord was pretty unpredictable. He didn't know how the Dark Lord would react to the news of Lucius being abducted. "My lord! It is about Lucius Malfoy." "What about him, Dolohov?" Voldemort asked, his patience thinning by the second.
"Lucius had been abducted from his home, My Lord."
"Abducted? By who?"
"We do not know My Lord. Narcissa said that the man called himself The Shadow."
Voldemort sat down in his Throne. The Shadow? He never heard of anyone like that. Who is this man? And why did he abduct Lucius? Is it because of some past crimes of Lucius trying to exact revenge?
"Tell me everything you know Dolohov." Voldemort commanded.
"I was in my home, reviewing some documents, My Lord. Lucius floo'ed me saying that his house was under attack and to bring some people to him to inspect whoever it was and capture them if possible. I immediately summoned 5 fellow death eaters before heading out there. We tried to apparatus to Malfoy Manor, but we were bounced out to about a mile from the manor. We tried to apparate back nearer to the manor, but there was an anti - apparition ward in place. So we had to travel the distance. By the time we reached the manor, Lucius was unconscious and a strange man was standing holding Lucius body. We immediately attacked but he disappeared before any of our spells reached him, My Lord." Dolohov recanted the whole incident.
"Come here, Dolohov. Let us try to find Lucius." Voldemort said. Dolohov got up from his place and walked towards Voldemort, lifting up his sleeve from his left forearm, exposing the Dark Mark.
The Dark Mark was an ingenious design developed by Lord Voldemort himself. It helped Voldemort to call his Death Eaters to himself. The Dark Mark was given to those death eaters who were in the inner circle of Voldemort's organisation. When Voldemort activated a Dark Mark on one of his Death Eaters, the Dark Marks on all the remaining Death Eaters burns, signalling that the Dark Lord wants to summon them. It also acts a beacon, so that the Death Eaters can apparate to his side, even without having the knowledge of the location of the Dark Lord. That was how the Death Eaters apparated to the Graveyard at the end of the TriWizard Tournament.
Voldemort personally brands the Dark Mark on the hands of each eligible Death Eater. So that, only he could be the one to activate the Dark Mark. He also could use the Dark Marks to roughly get a location of any Death Eater at a given time, as they all act as beacons. Though it takes considerably more power.
Once Dolohov was standing in front of him, Lord Voldemort brought his wand and placed it upon the Dark Mark, pouring his magic into it. Pain seared through Dolohov's body but he wisely kept his mouth shut. Voldemort tried to get a location on Lucius, for 5 minutes but it was as if Lucius's Dark Mark didn't exist at all. Either Lucius is dead or someone must have removed the Dark Mark. Voldemort released Dolohov, sitting back in thought. This makes it much more difficult. Lucius knew a lot of his current plans.
"Bring Narcissa to me immediately, Dolohov." Voldemort demanded.
"Yes, My Lord" Dolohov replied, before walking out of the chamber. He returned 5 minutes later with Narcissa in tow.
"My Lord" they both bowed in front of Voldemort.
"Narcissa. I need you to give me the memory of tonight's events so I can have a look at them. Dolohov go and bring my Pensive."
"Certainly My Lord," Narcissa replied, taking her wand out and conjuring a vial before extracting the memory and placing it in the vial. Dolohov came back with the pensive.
"Leave me." Voldemort commanded after he placed the memory into the Pensive. Once both left, Voldemort sank his head into the Pensive, to watch the memory. As he watched the memory, he could see that this Shadow was magically very powerful. He was intrigued when he saw that Shadow apparated in the manor, where there was supposedly an anti - apparition ward in place.
"Now, I have a message for your master that I need you to deliver." The Shadow in the Memory said to Narcissa. Voldemort's interest piqued at the words. "Hello Tom. You may not know who I am, You may not know where I am, but I know all about you. You and your Death Eaters have committed a lot of crimes, Tom. And it is time you pay for your crimes. I will be hunting each and every one of your Death Eaters like the dogs they are, before I come for you. See you soon, Tom Riddle."
Voldemort ended the Memory and exited the Pensive. Saying that he was angry, would be an understatement. He was absolutely Furious. He began throwing vicious curses around, destroying the room. 'How dare he call me by Name. How dare he say that he can attack me? I am the most powerful wizard on the earth and no one, no one will be able to defeat me. When I get my hands on this Shadow, he would wish that he never insulted me. I would make him beg for death.' Voldemort cursed before apparating abruptly, in search of a victim to torture and murder, to abate his fury.
A/N : I am sorry that I couldn't work in Hermione's story into this chapter. This story just keeps getting bigger and bigger than I imagined. Please Review.