Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter; J. K. Rowling does.
Warning: Yaoi, BoyXBoy. Character death. Proceed with caution.
Dumbledore sat in the Great Hall looking out over the new students. Harry had arrived with the rest but he seemed a little out of it. Twitchy even. He hadn't eaten anything and refused to speak to anyone. Dumbledore resolved to speak with him after dinner to find out where he had been all summer. A loud bang brought his head up and to the doors just as they flew open.
Hadrian sat at the Gryffindor table trying hard to keep from just leaving. He hated this. Everyone was loud, the food smelled horrid and people kept trying to talk to him. No wonder Harry was the way he is. Hadrian sighed softly to himself looking at the Slytherins from under his bangs, Harry had personally cut his hair into something he would normally wear. Hadrian was hoping Tom and Harry would just arrive already so he could leave. In his opinion. WORST. PLAN. EVER. He smirked to himself hearing a bang and watching the doors fly open.
Harry walked forward looking around with his mask on. Priceless. Everyone was staring at him; eyes wide, jaws slacked, and completely silent. When his head tilted towards the Slytherins they all quietly and quickly got up and nearly ran from the room. Followed by a few Ravenclaws and one or two Hufflepuffs. Harry stepped forward looking to the Gryffindor table. Hadrian was sitting exactly where he was told to, in the center of the table. Good.
"May I help you?" Dumbledore asked standing up. Harry looked up at Dumbledore.
"Not really. You can't help anyone, but yourself." There were cries of outrage from everyone as Dumbledore stood. He raised a hand to calm them. "Nice control on your dogs." More cries of outrage and protest.
"Why are you here sir?" Harry showed his empty hands.
"To kill you and take one Harry Potter."
Harry watched as several of his so called friends moved away from Hadrian and towards Dumbledore. The flash in Hadrian's eyes was more than enough to tell him he didn't truly understand until this point. He saw Neville slide closer to Hadrian and move to hide him from view and Luna look at him curiously then to Hadrian. She smiled stood and moved over and sat next to Hadrian without anyone noticing anything. They never paid attention to the poor witch, unless they were teasing or picking on her.
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that." Harry wasn't sure whether he was talking about the killing him part or the taking Harry Potter part. He was betting on the killing part. He watched as Dumbledore drew his wand.
"I'm not really asking." Harry said not moving a muscle.
Hadrian watched Harry. He was acting so disinterested. It was amazing how he could act so easily. Hadrian was barely able to stay seated, he wanted to go with Harry, now preferably. He blinked as Harry's words made the two closest to him move away like he was the plague. He almost glared at them before another boy he didn't know slid across from him and smiled shyly. Hadrian smiled back and turned his head as a witch sat next to him. Harry told him this may happen. Now he just had to make sure these two got out when shit hit the fan and make sure they weren't hurt in the process. Hadrian smirked in his head while pretending to watch Harry cautiously. He was the only one with permission to kill, and he would happily rid the world of Harry's so called best friends. He hoped they would get in the way. He wasn't allowed to attack if they didn't.
Harry walked further into the room. The death eaters just outside the doors were waiting for his command to begin.
"Perhaps an arrangement could be made instead?" Harry saw Dumbledork's eyes narrow.
"An arrangement?" Harry nodded. "What kind of arrangement?"
"If you give me Harry Potter and his two little friends, I won't torture you before killing you." There were several cries of outrage. They seemed to like yelling. A lot.
"SILENCE!" They all quieted quickly. Harry remembered being one of them. Quieting when he heard that voice. "Either leave or I will be forced to take actions that would not be pleasant sir." Harry snorted.
"When did you start doing actions that were pleasant?" Dumbledore made his way around the table back straight and head high.
"Perhaps it would be wise to move the students to their rooms?" Harry shook his head.
"I don't think it wise they leave this room if they value their lives." Dumbledore's eyes narrowed. The tables started moving to the sides of the rooms. Harry smirked behind his mask as Hadrian grabbed Neville and Luna' hands and started pulling them towards the shadows near a wall. He turned back to Dumbledore smiling dangerously. Let the fun begin.
Hadrian grabbed the hands of the two he was in charge of as soon as the tables started to move. He was heading towards a shadowy corner when a girl with big frizzy hair and even bigger gopher teeth stepped in front of him with a guy with red hair pale skin and freckles stepped behind her.
"Where are you going Harry?" Hadrian just blinked at them eyes going blank.
"You heard the man. He wants me. Maybe I can convince him to leave the headmaster alone." Hadrian sneered in his head. He had to get into the shadows so Harry could summon the death eaters, then he could kill these two.
"No you're not." Said the boy with red hair. Hadrian sighed and pushed past them maybe they would follow. He smirked at what he could do if they did. Just as he got his two charges into the shadowy corner Harry gave the signal and he turned smiling evilly at the two who had followed him.
Harry watched Hadrian get stopped and swore under his breath. He had to get to the shadows. He smirked watching him just push through them, he should have known he would be anxious to get this on with. As soon as they were in the shadows he looked at Dumbledore and smiled.
"Prepare to die old man."
As soon as the words left his mouth death eaters flooded into the room stunning anyone and everyone except for Dumbledore. They formed into their groups around the main players in their group; himself, Tom, and Snape. Hadrian had his own group in the hall for when he was able to get the two charge out and they were set with a portkey to get them back to the manor.
Tom was walking towards him, but stopped a few feet away. Harry smiled at him and he started forward. Their groups combined into one like a bubble around each of them, and when they separated the death eaters would separate with them.
"Raven?" Harry smiled and drew Tom close. "Can I take your mask off now? I want to see your eyes. They're pretty." Harry chuckled. Tom had been so interested in his eyes lately. He sighed.
"Can we deal with Dumbledork first?" Tom shook his head.
"I want to see your eyes, now." Harry groaned, Tom looked like he was going to cry. Harry sighed and lifted his hand slowly removing his mask and smiling down at Tom.
"Happy?" Tom smiled stroking Harry's face.
"Very. I like to imagine he would have had your eyes." Harry raised an eyebrow.
"A he now?" Tom nodded rubbing his stomach.
"I just know it would have been a little boy." Harry nodded.
"Perhaps you should wait outside Tom?" Tom shook his head drawing his wand.
"I want to stay Harry. I want to watch and hear him scream for what he has done." Harry looked to a death eater and jerked his head towards Tom.
"Then I just ask you stand aside and stay safe. Ok?" Tom nodded as the death eater slowly and carefully led him away. Harry turned to Dumbledore not bothering with the mask again.
"Harry?" Dumbledore looked confused.
"Hello bastard." Dumbledore's eyes narrowed.
"Who was that man? How did you come to be in charge of the death eaters?" Harry felt a prickling in his head and knew the man was trying to get inside. He smirked feeling Tom's presence in his head override Dumbledore's and the man's eyes widen.
"I was never good at the mind arts Albus. You know that. I know that. I'm pretty sure everyone knows that. Tom however is excellent at them. And we discovered something marvelous." Dumbledore paled dramatically. "Our link is more than what you told me Albusss. And you know that. You made one too, didn't you Albus?" He got paler watching Harry carefully. "But that isn't of concern now." Dumbledore's eyes went wide.
"What did you do Harry?" Harry snorted.
"I destroyed that ring of your Dumblecock." Dumbledore yelled shooting a curse at Harry. Who smirked and raised his red glowing hand.
Hadrian loved being taught by Harry. He had so many neat little tricks and spells. He pulled out two dolls that looked exactly like the two idiots in front of him.
"Who are you? You aren't Harry."
"Nope." Hadrian smiled broader. "Crucio." Both fell to the floor screaming. Hadrian held both dolls out and started chanting. He was still doubtful it would work on the red head. He heard gingers didn't have souls and that guy was a ginger if he ever saw one.
He watched amazed as both bodies started convulsing, but never stopped chanting. He watched as the bodies arches painfully and two different colors were pulled from them and shot towards the dolls in his hands. He held them firmly chanting until the bodies fell limp and the colors entered the dolls. He smirked down at the dolls and finished the chant sealing the souls into the new bodies.
He saw the lights enter their eyes as they entered their new lives. They had all memories and were still alive. Except the little side effect where they couldn't move or make noise. They were truly dolls with souls. He smiled thinking of why they had chosen this. Alex had loved the stories of Harry and his friends and Hadrian had found these dolls as well as a Harry one. The best thing about it is that the dolls couldn't die. No matter how much abuse they sustained they wouldn't die. Harry and Tom were going to keep them forever in this state. The only way they would be released from this prison is by an Avada Kedavra to the dolls or a dementor's kiss. And no one but he and Harry knew what had happened. Well the two behind him knew too, but he could just obliviate them. Harry said it was okay. Hadrian turned to the two and cast the spell quickly before any questions could be asked.
"Let's go." He said quickly looking fearfully at the death eaters. They both nodded and followed him out like good little sheep. He ran straight into a group of death eaters in the hall. They followed without even thinking. As soon as they were inside Hadrian stopped spun around and the group was off with the two students.
Harry smiled as his hand absorbed the spell. His smile broadened when it got sent back at Dumbledore faster than it was sent at him and hit him hard in the chest sending him flying several feet before falling screaming to the ground.
"You should know I've picked up a few tricks Dumbledore." Harry moved forward his group moving with him. He stopped and waved his hand apart the death eaters parting for him and making a half circle around him to watch his back. One or two would keep watch on him at a time to direct the group. He walked forward until Dumbledore was at his feet. He looked around as the death eaters were doing as told and only killing those who tried to kill them first and incapacitating everyone else.
"Give up Dumbledore. And we'll take you away so no one has to see you die. Or I can make an example of you here and now." Harry looked down as Dumbledore spit on his foot. Harry smirked. "I had hoped that was your answer."
Harry's eyes shone with power before he started ripping Dumbledore apart. He never noticed how everyone stopped and stares in horror. Tom's eyes slid shut enjoying the sound of the man's screams echoing through the air. He slowly stepped forward walking towards the man.
"You. You killed my baby." Harry looked to Tom and smiled sadly moving towards the man, motioning the death eaters away, and pulling him into his arms.
"Tom, I told you to stay to the side."
"He killed my baby Harry. I want to hurt him." Harry nodded.
"Fine, but only with me here." Tom nodded slowly glaring at Dumbledore.
Harry pulled Tom towards the man and held him in his eyes as he watched the Dark Lord work. He had never seen him in action where he could just watch and appreciate the view before. It was stunning really, so fluid and graceful; going from one spell straight into another.
It didn't take long before Dumbledore was nothing more than a bloodied pile of meat on the ground. The only difference was he was still groaning in pain. Harry kissed Tom's cheek gently.
"Tom-tom. I think it is time to end this." Tom pouted whining up at Harry.
"He killed my baby Harry. He killed our baby." Harry nodded.
"I know Tom, but look at him. He will not even know ant of the pain you inflict on him from this point on." Tom frowned and looked at Harry.
"Okay Harry. You can kill him." Tom's voice was soft, but Harry smiled at the words. He bent down and kissed the man while simultaneously casting a silent Avada Kedavra at Dumbledore. Harry lifted his head just before the man was hit and watched with satisfaction as the man drew his last breath.