Author's Note: I dedicate this chapter to one of my lovely reviewers, Gurgaraneth! Thank you for all of the wonderful feedback. :D
Warnings: A nice chapter free of blood, gore, and lemons. Although, there is a lime. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's fabulous characters.
Tom and Harry had just gotten back from their little trip of seeing the twins and torturing Amos. Seated in the living room of the mansion, Harry took out his notebook. Ready to inform Fred and George about Diggory. 'Hello, you two. Tom and I have just gotten back from Diggory's and I wanted to know if the two of you could somehow manage to get the message out that he has been killed. I'm sure the both of you can do that, right?' He wrote the text dissolving away.
Fred and George had been relaxing on their couch when they saw their notebooks give off a faint glow, Fred grabbed his so they could both see the message. George grinned at his brother once he finished reading, "This will be fun." He said, accioing a pen from somewhere in the flat. Fred agreed, "Yes, how about we go visit our lovely mother, George?" George chuckled, "Indeed, Fred. I'm curious to see what Harry and Voldemort did to poor Amos." Fred nodded, "Whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be intriguing, at the least." George picked the notebook out of Fred's hands and placed it on his brother's thigh, ready to write back, 'Hiya, Harry! You doubt us? As if we couldn't do such a simple task, don't worry. The whole Order will know about it within the next couple of hours.' He finished. Fred looked it over, "Sometimes I think we know each other a little too well." He joked, thinking of how that would have been exactly what he had written. George smiled, "Well, we are pretty amazing." Fred laughed, looping his arm around his brother.
Harry looked down at the little black book and read the message, smiling he shook his head. "What goofballs." Snapping it shut he set the book in his robes and looked down at Tom who was resting on his lap. Tom's red eyes were looking right back at him, "So, they'll be able to do it?" He asked. Harry nodded and threaded his fingers into Tom's thick locks, "Yes, they claim it'll be finished within hours." Tom smiled, "Good."
The twins got ready to leave for their old home, already with a plan to convince their mom to go and visit Amos with them. Hooking their arms together they grinned at each other and apparated away, a distinct crack was heard from inside the house. Fred and George pranced into the house, calling out to anyone that was home, "Guess who's here?!" Molly who had been in the kitchen tidying up popped her head out, "Fred, George! How lovely to see you two boys." She greeted, bustling over to the two young men, arms wide. Fred hid a slight frown in his brothers neck, he knew their mother never approved of their jobs and was quite disappointed in them. For her to greet them like this, must mean that there were visitors. George nudged Fred's chin with his shoulder, a comforting gesture, and Fred smiled gratefully before turning back to his mom who had finally reached them. Molly had missed the whole thing and wrapped the both of them in a tight hug, "What brings the two of you over here?" She asked pulling away. "Well, we had been thinking about Mr. Diggory. You know, with the somewhat recent loss of his son, we just felt like the three of us should go and visit. Keep his mind off of the past, we think that he might be lonely." Fred told her, George nodding along. Molly smiled at the two of them, "How sweet of the both of you. I suppose we can leave now, I have to be back to make dinner." Molly told them. They both agreed, "Sure!" They chirped. Molly turned away to go put on some shoes.
Fred and George smirked, "Too easy." They whispered. Molly came back down stairs, dressed and ready to go, "Let's go then." She told them, ushering them out the door. "How have the two of you been doing?" She asked. George turned to her, "Great, the store has been doing really well." Molly looked surprised, "Really? I'm sure it will die down soon enough. You two, should look for something better, you're smart boys. You shouldn't be wasting your talents on that prank shop." She chastised. Fred's jaw clenched, "Mother, we aren't boys anymore. Plus, people actually love our store. It is doing well and so are we, can we leave it at that?" He asked, his voice strained. Molly frowned, "I only want what is the best for all of my kids, is that so hard to understand? I think the two of you should reconsider, maybe sell that place?" She asked, hopeful. George cut in before it could escalate to a fight, he could see that her words were really bothering Fred, "Let's continue this later, yeah? We're almost at Mr. Diggory's." Molly let out a sigh, "Alright, but I expect us to talk about this. I don't want you brushing it off." George smiled, "Of course." Fred merely nodded. George let his fingers brush over Fred's and smiled softly. Fred tried to smile back, but he could tell that it fell short. Once again, Molly noticed nothing of these interactions.
The three stepped onto the porch and Molly knocked on the door, "Amos?" She called out. "Are you here?" She asked after receiving no reply. She went to open the door and as grabbed the door knob, Fred placed a hand on her shoulder, "Don't you think it would be rude to just barge in?" He asked. Molly waved him off, "Nonsense! He could be hurt." Fred shrugged and gave George a discreet nod, George smiled and cast a silent Alohomora on the door. The knob twisted easily and Molly pushed the door open, "Amos?" She called out once more. Stepping into the house, she recoiled, "Oh, Merlin!" She gasped out and turned away from the gruesome scene. Fred and George looked over there mother and smirked, seems like Harry and the Dark Lord had quite a bit of fun. They thought, "We need to inform the Order, quickly!" George said, widening his eyes. Fred nodded in agreement, "Mother, come on!" He urged, Molly only stood shaking, her eyes vacant. Fred gave his brother an exasperated look and mouthed, 'She's really freezing up over this?', George just silently laughed.
"Stay here, then. Not like we need to leave to inform them." George said and summoned a Patronus. A coyote stood before them, waiting patiently for the message, "I want you to go find the Order members and tell them, 'Amos Diggory has been murdered and from what we can tell it is by Blade.' Now go." The coyote dashed away, silvery wisps the only thing left behind. Fred's eyes followed the form for a bit before turning back to the gruesome scene before them, "I suppose we should start looking around, see if anything leads us to who is behind these murders." George nodded, "You're right, as always." Molly stood behind them, still motionless.
Harry had his head resting on the back of the couch and his fingers were still combing through Tom's dark locks, "Let's go on a date." He said suddenly. He felt Tom tense underneath him, "A date?" Tom asked. "Yeah, I want to go watch a horror movie with you!" Harry said. "A movie? But, we'll have to be around muggles to do that." Tom told him, distaste clear. "Tom, please. It'll be fun!" He said, leaning over Tom's face now. Tom sighed and rubbed his temples, "If you insist, just know that I won't be happy doing it." He told Harry and pushed him back, standing from the couch. Harry frowned, "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." He muttered as Tom walked out of the living room. "I'll just have to make it fun for him!" He exclaimed, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Tom had only put a simple glamour over his eyes and hair, his eyes were now silver while his hair was black. Harry had also made his eyes silver and his hair a bit longer so it could easily cover the scar. "Do you know where I used to live?" He asked Tom. Tom gave him a deadpan look, "Of course. Do you want me to apparate us there?" Harry nodded, "Yes, by the park." Tom wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and with a soft crack they were at the park, hidden behind trees. Harry leaned against Tom, "Hmm, you'd think I would be used to doing that by now." Tom looked around them, noticing a few muggle children were playing on the swing set, scowling he turned away to look at Harry. "Are you ready now?" Harry smiled, "Yeah, let's get going then. I know you don't want to prolong your time with all these weak beings." Harry said, a silent laugh shaking his shoulders. Tom glared, "Need I remind you, that you were the one who wanted to do this." Harry rolled his eyes, "I know, I know." Walking out from behind the trees he started down the street, Tom's arm falling away. Tom sighed and followed the teen.
Several minutes later they reached a little shopping center, malls, restaurants, arcades, and a movie theater were all there. Along with a lot of other people, hurriedly walking from store to store, bags and boxes held in their arms. Harry grinned when he saw Tom's dark expression, "Relax Tom. I'm sure there won't be that many people in the theater, most people like to watch horror movies late at night. To get the full effect, but it is still bright out, even if it is already 7 p.m." Let's just hope there is a horror movie, or all of this will be for naught. Honestly, I should have thought this through a bit more. Either way, it's killing time and I get to spend it with Tom. Since tomorrow, I'll be with Remus for who knows how long. Harry cleared his head and went up to the ticket booth, looking at the options for movies, Scream caught his eye. Well, I always have been lucky. I mean how could a movie named Scream not be a horror? "Two tickets for Scream, please." He said to the young man behind the glass. "That'll be, $8.84." He said holding a hand out for the money. Harry reached into his cloaks pocket and pulled out the little black bag he got from Gringotts, one of the pockets held muggle money while the other held wizard's money. He pulled out the required amount and grabbed the two tickets, "Thanks." He told the man before going into the theater, Tom walking beside him.
"Do you want anything to eat?" Harry asked, looking at the popcorn and different types of candies and sodas. Tom shook his head, "I'd rather not." Harry sighed, "Suit yourself." He said and bought a Coke. Harry led Tom down the hall and they entered the room where Scream was going to play, walking down the aisle they both noted that there were only three other people there. Two in the back left corner and one man in the front row. Harry walked down the steps and near the center of the room he found a seat and made himself comfortable, grinning at Tom he patted the seat next to him. Tom cast a Scourgify on the seat before sitting and Harry just raised a brow. "Was that necessary?" He asked, taking a sip from his drink. Tom remained silent, observing the advertisements that flashed across the screen. Harry squirmed in his seat, not uncomfortable, yet unable to relax.
The movie had begun, the girl on the screen scrambling to get to the phone and away from the man in the mask. The girl saw her friend on the patio tied to a chair and screamed. Harry glanced at Tom and saw that he looked bored, smirking he snaked his hand down Tom's thigh. Tom looked over at him in surprise, "What are you doing?" He hissed. Harry smiled, "Keeping you entertained." He whispered and slipped his hand into Tom's pants, palming his cock into hardness. Tom grabbed Harry's bicep and moaned softly, Harry moved in between Tom's legs his back close to the seat behind him and his feet tucked underneath him. Harry unzipped Tom's pants and pulled his boxers and pants down a bit lower allowing him to reach the hard cock. Tom leant his head back and cast a Privacy Charm, not wanting the other people in the theater to hear them. Harry grabbed Tom's member and pumped it a few times before licking the head. Tom groaned and fisted Harry's hair, pushing him down. Harry opened his mouth wide and allowed Tom to guide his head down.
The tip of Tom's cock hit the back of Harry's throat and he let it relax, allowing the throbbing member to slide down. Tom moaned and raised his hips, Harry's throat was hot and tight, and it felt amazing. Harry ran his tongue along the vein on Tom's member, causing a shudder to run through Tom. Harry pulled his head back a bit and sucked, "Harry." Tom moaned, his hand gripping the armrest tightly. Harry continued sucking and deepthroating Tom. Feeling his stomach start to tighten, Tom thrust into Harry's mouth one last time and came, his seed shooting down Harry's throat. Harry moaned at the sight of Tom, a flush was coloring his cheeks and his eyes were closed, his skin glistening with sweat and his lips parted. Swallowing the sweet liquid Harry pulled away and leaned against the seat behind him. Tom reorganized himself and zipped up his pants and straightened his robes, looking down at Harry he sighed. "Get up here." He said pulling Harry onto his lap, pulling Harry's face towards him he licked off a drop of cum that escaped. Harry shivered and wrapped his arms around Tom's neck, he kissed the man softly before resting his head on his shoulder. Tom put his arms around Harry's waist and laid his head in the crook of Harry's neck, "You're a pain in the ass, you know?" He whispered. Harry chuckled, "Yeah, I know."
Tom and Harry were both resting, listening to the screaming of the characters in the movie. Harry opened his eyes and in the back corner, that he could now see from his new position, saw that the couple were engaging in their own little activities. Harry sighed softly, he knew Tom enjoyed himself, even if for mere minutes, but he couldn't help but feel like this whole date came out as a mess. Tom turned to face Harry, "What's bothering you?" He asked running the tip of his nose along Harry's jawline. Harry smiled, "Nothing important. Want to leave?" Tom looked into Harry's eyes for a moment, "Yes, but do you?" Harry nodded, "Yes, I've come to the conclusion that going on dates, is not meant for us." Tom grinned slightly, "Indeed." Harry shook his head, he could feel the smugness rolling off of Tom, "Just hurry up and apparate us already." Tom smirked, "So eager to side-along, are you?" Harry scowled, "And, you're a bastard, did you know that?" He replied, changing Tom's earlier question. Tom's hold tightened and with no warning, he apparated.
"Definitely a bastard." Harry said, glaring at the slightly spinning form in front of him. His vision cleared and he could make out the amused face of Tom, "I didn't even know it was possible to apparate while sitting." He mumbled. "It is when you are powerful enough." Tom said, hearing the questioning tone in the statement. Harry sat back, "So, then I should be able to do it too?" Tom nodded, "Yes, it is not difficult. Simply takes a bit more concentration, it's the same for making the distinct 'crack' that comes along with apparition, go away." Harry smirked, "Good to know." Tom pulled Harry to his feet and led him towards the dining room, ready to eat dinner. "Hungry?" He asked over his shoulder. Harry only nodded in response, his attention focused on Tom's hand that was wrapped around his own. He hadn't really noticed before but it was larger than his and soft, Harry hummed in delight.
Tom sat down in his chair and pulled Harry into his lap, Harry following willingly. "What's brought this on?" He asked, tilting his head back. Tom let go of Harry's hand and tilted his face away from Harry's questioning eyes, "I suppose I feel guilty." He said softly. Harry cocked his head to the side, "What for?" Tom sighed, "You were the one that wanted the date, to have a good time, make memories. I ruined it for you." Harry smiled, "Tom, you didn't it for me. I did have a good time and I'm sure we'll both remember it," he smirked, "so stop feeling bad about it." Tom turned back to him, "Fine, but you are still eating here." He said wrapping an arm around Harry's stomach, trapping him between Tom and the table. Harry wiggled making himself comfortable, "That is fine by me!" He chirped. A house-elf popped in with trays of food hovering behind him, "Your dinner, sirs." He said bowing, his ears flapping slightly as he bowed. "Thank you." Harry said while Tom gave a brief nod. The house-elf smiled at Harry and popped away.
Harry and Tom had moved to their usual spot, Tom's study. Nagini remained coiled before the fire only bothering to hiss a greeting to her master, Veles had slithered over to Harry quickly, winding up his leg and to his arm. :Master!: Veles hissed happily. :Hello, Veles. How has life been treating you?: Veles became limp with pleasure when Harry scratched the sensitive scales under his chin, :It has been good, I have grown!: He hissed proudly. Harry chuckled, :I can see that.: When Harry had bought him a couple days ago he was only 4 feet long, now he was easily 7 and a half. :What have those house-elves been feeding you?: He asked. :Juicy rabbits.: Harry's brows scrunched together, :Well you seem to be digesting them quite quickly.: He remarked, confused. Veles nodded, :The venom I inject helps to break down bones and muscles.: Tom looked over in interest at this bit of information, :That is intriguing, is this a trait common in your species?: He asked. :No, or at least not that I'm aware of. Out of all my siblings I was the only one capable of this.: Veles answered. Tom hummed, :You might be partly magical.: He said finally and focused back on his work. Being a Dark Lord wasn't all fun and games. Harry looked down at Veles and Veles looked back up at him, both grinning. :Cool.: They both hissed and laughed.
Harry laid back in his bed, showered, brushed, and shaved. Veles having chosen to come with him lay curled up on the pillow next to him. Tom was still working in his study and told him that he might be busy for a few more hours so he could go to bed. Harry let out a soft sigh and turned onto his side watching Veles sleep for a bit before his eyes closed. See you tomorrow Remus. He thought before finally falling into his dreamscape.
The twins were watching as Aurors walked through the house, searching for clues. The Order had already seen everything they needed, mostly the message, and had called the Aurors in for the body. Fred stood next to his brother as two men walked out with a stretcher, Amos's mutilated body covered with a white sheet. Tonks and Kingsley had walked their mother back home and left to inform Dumbledore about this new murder, along with Mad-Eye. Fred and George walked out of the cozy little home and turned on their heels, apparating back to their flat. "Seeing what Harry is capable of nowadays, really puts things into perspective." Fred commented. George sighed as he sat down on the couch, "He went through a lot, I don't blame him. We just have to make sure we don't get on the bad side of him or the Dark Lord." Fred nodded, "Definitely." George accio'ed the little black book, "Time to tell them it's done." He said and began to write. 'The Order knows and the body has been taken. Good night, Dark Lords!' Fred smiled, "Ah, how Harry has grown." George laughed, "Indeed!" The twins shut the book and laid back on the couch, "Today was fun. Besides seeing Mother." George pulled Fred against him, "Yeah." He whispered in agreement and both fell asleep.
Harry woke up around 8:30 in the morning and remained lying in bed, Veles coiled on his stomach absorbing his body heat. Harry ran a hand down Veles' body absentmindedly as he thought about his upcoming meeting with Remus. After third year he had gotten a lot closer to the werewolf and when Sirius died they both took comfort in each other's presence. Yet, Harry had not thought about how Remus would feel about this whole thing, him becoming a murderer, going to Azkaban, than joining the Dark. I suppose, I figured he would just agree with me, join me. And he is a Dark creature after all, he has to have felt a pull, the Dark Arts probably call to him. So, it isn't as if he'll hate it. Harry pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a deep sigh, "I should have just held off on the killing. Oh well, too late now!" Gently picking up Veles he set him under the covers to keep warm and walked off to the bathroom to start getting ready.
Harry pulled on some dark gray skinny jeans and a tight black shirt, along with his knee high black combat boots and a black hooded robe with silver stitching. Since Remus and him would be meeting in a public place he had to put on some glamours, he made his hair blonde and turned his eyes a piercing blue, he also made it to where his scar was more of a jagged line that crossed over his eye to about halfway down his cheek. Harry looked himself over and nodded in approval, "It'll do." Turning to his bed he saw Veles peeking out from under the covers, :Can I come with you, Master?: He asked. Harry smiled, :Of course.: Walking over he picked Veles up and allowed him to slither under his robe so he was hidden by the hood and sleeves. :You're getting heavy.: Harry commented. Veles made an affronted hiss, :I'm a perfectly normal weight for my size!: Harry laughed and walked down the hall, towards Tom's room. :I never said that you were fat.: Veles nipped at his thumb and grumbled. Harry grinned and pet Veles on the head, :Don't worry, you're still the most handsome viper I know.: He hissed, amused.Veles smiled.
Knocking on Tom's door, he stepped in. Tom was lying in bed asleep, dark curls splayed across the pillow and full pink lips parted. Harry silently walked across the room and brushed his knuckles over Tom's cheekbone. Tom's eyes opened and focused on Harry's face, "Harry." He whispered, turning his face into the warm hand. "I'm going to the Leaky Cauldron to see Remus now. Just wanted to say goodbye." He said softly. Tom hummed, "Go back to sleep, Tom." Harry whispered and kissed Tom on the forehead before leaving. Tom's eyes watched Harry's retreating back before falling closed as he fell back asleep. Harry closed the door quietly behind him, a soft smile on his face.
:Well, my lovely viper. We're off.: Harry said apparating to Hogsmeade. It was now 9:20 a.m. and Harry was leisurely walking down the streets of Hogsmeade, heading towards the Leaky Cauldron. The tip of Veles' head was poking out from under Harry's sleeve, observing the going-ons around them, dark eyes shining with interest. Harry walked into the building, there were only a few tables that were occupied and he took one that was near the back, but still visible when you walked in. He ordered a butterbeer and relaxed in the booth, now it's time to wait. He thought taking a sip of his drink as he watched the door. Around 15 minutes later he saw Remus enter and raised his hand waving the man over. Remus looked at him curiously for a moment before realizing that he was indeed, Harry.
Remus walked over and took the seat across from Harry, "It's good to see you." He greeted. Harry smiled, "Likewise, Remus." Whispering a silent Muffliato, afterwards. Remus hummed in appreciation, "Wandless magic Harry? Impressive." Remus said smirking. Harry grinned, "Well, I have been improving. So, I hear you are thinking about joining the Dark?" He asked, becoming serious. Remus nodded, "Yes, there are things happening among the Light that I do not agree with. I've been told that you have already joined, is that true?" Remus returned. Harry rested his head on his hands, "You heard right. I became aware of some things earlier on that made up my mind. I had been leaning towards the Dark side since early on, the only reason I was staying was because of Hermione and Ron, but they betrayed me. Bastards that they are." Harry growled. Remus gave him a sad look, "I'm sorry to hear that Harry. But, why didn't you tell me any of this sooner? You know you could have trusted me." He said sounding hurt. Harry bowed his head, "You were part of The Order Remus, you might have told them simply because you wanted to protect me, thinking that maybe I was being influenced by someone or something. I was paranoid, I couldn't have known, you would have also wanted to join." Remus sighed, "I understand, Harry."
"Now tell me, what has been happening with the Light? What are the things that you don't agree with?" Harry inquired. Remus rubbed his forehead, "Dumbledore in general. His ideas of peace and that all Dark magic is bad. And these laws he are trying to get passed that restrict Dark creatures even more. It's absurd! I just can't follow that man anymore, why I ever did in the first place, only Merlin knows!" Remus seethed. "He hasn't realized you are out of Azkaban yet. He insists that you were framed, though some are doubting it, especially with how you pleaded guilty. How did that happen, Harry?" Remus asked. It was Harry's turn to sigh now, "The Dursleys were assholes, you know this much. Abusive and ignorant. Everything else that had happened... I needed to let off some steam and they just happened to be sitting there. Plus, I wanted to try out some Dark spells." Harry shivered in remembrance. Remus shook his head in amusement, "They are quite nice, aren't they?" Harry grinned manically, "Yes."
Remus leaned back in his chair and looked over Harry, "Do you have any glamours on your body?" Harry shook his head, "I don't, just the ones for my scar, hair, and eyes." Remus smiled, "You look better, healthier." He said. Harry grinned, "The Dark Lord has been treating me well. I've also been training a bit." Remus looked a little surprised, "The Dark Lord? You live with him?" Harry tilted his head to the side, "You didn't know? Hmm, I figured the twins told you." Remus shook his head, "No, they were a bit vague with their questions and answers, besides the part of you being out of Azkaban." Harry nodded, "I see. Well, not only am I living with him, I'm also his… boyfriend? Lover? I don't know what you would want to call it." Harry said matter of factly. Remus sat shocked, "I can't say I saw that ever happening. I'm just glad to hear he treats you right." Harry rolled his eyes. "And I'm glad you are joining me and our lovely Dark Lord. Though, he thinks of me as his equal. Which I can't really see, maybe in another ten years I'll get there, but now, not so much." Remus laughed, "I don't think it will take you that long, but you're right. While you are very strong, you aren't quite as powerful as him." Harry smiled, "I'm happy to know somebody agrees with me."
"So, the twins have made these special little notebooks that allow us all to communicate with each other and I have asked them to provide you with one. I'm sure they'll get it to you soon." Harry told Remus, as he showed him his own little black book. Remus looked it over, "Those two are gifted." He said handing it back. "That they are." Harry replied. "I think that covers mostly everything." He said, thinking over anything he might have missed. Remus nodded, "Yes, just one more thing. I will be coming to the next Death Eater meeting along with the twins, correct?" Harry perked up, "Ah! I knew I forgot something, yes, you will. That is something that I will inform all of you on through the notebooks, should you not have the notebook by then, I'm sure the twins will be able to tell you." Harry finished. Remus smiled, "Alright. Well, Harry. I guess this is goodbye for now, it was nice to see you. I'm happy you are doing so well." Harry smiled back, "Me too, Remus. Me too." Both standing from the table they hugged, Harry being careful to not get Veles squished. Pulling away Remus ruffled Harry's hair and waved as he left. Harry waving back as he dispelled the Muffliato. "That went well." He said softly.
Author's Note: Wooh. That took much longer than I thought to get up. School started and unfortunately the teachers are packing things on high this year and so early, it sucks. So, with that being said, updates are probably going to be every Saturday or Sunday. Sorry about that!