Oceanbreeze7 here!
Pairings (Relationships): Not many if any. There may be slight LutainXNagini close to the end, do not expect any infatuation or love interest to be different from the books/movie.
Warnings: Some parts may be slightly graphic for young readers. I shall not be held responsible if writing is to strong or you do not feel comfortable to read. Viewer discretion is advised (I've always wanted to say that!) Some parts may have bad language, or blood. This is not intended for the weak hearted to read during Death Eater raids.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, I however own the sole plot idea as well as a few creatures/characters such as Lutain and Skylar. I do not own the spells (even if you have not heard of them) They are the slightly altered word or combined words in the Latin language.
Important AN at the bottom.
Hermione kept sending him glances, and Harry scarcely was able to avoid her gaze. She didn't know what had happened up on the bridge, but he continuously denied the fact he was even there.
Not to mention that rather a large portion of the Slytherins was mad at her for finding out Harry was a half blood.
He moved quickly, and he noticed. The sick face of Draco was common now days, as was it on the other students of Slytherin. Slughorn was too moronic to find out that something was attacking his students more effectively then a thick plague.
Harry moved silently towards his next class, Defense against the Dark Arts. Dumbledore had grown rather confused and in a frantic flurry with Lupin's disappearance, not to mention the black smoke raven (native to southern Bulgaria) flying in during dinner with a black screaming letter sealed with a Dark Mark- Lupin's name underneath it.
It was rather funny to watch actually. Harry was sure he sent a memory to Lupin.
So he had gotten a new teacher, sadly this teacher was worthless and quickly abandoned the post after hearing how it was cursed. The Ministry stepped in and gave a new teacher as the school was unable to provide one. Umbridge, was her name, and she was a filthy toad.
Harry refused to tough the fancy ministry book as the toad ordered them to read the guidelines of performing magic.
The class watched him, knowing that this would be good, as it was with Lockhart before; he always seemed to know the cowards.
"Is there a problem, Mr.….Shadis, was it?" Umbridge squeaked, her face wrinkling up in a strange type of smile that better fit a prune then her.
Harry's face didn't twitch towards a smile.
"If I understand correctly, this book contains no information regarding how to properly perform spells, Umbridge." Harry stated coldly and calmly, his natural trait.
At once her face scrunched up and she tisked, waving her fingers like a spoon would in tea.
Tsk…tsk….
Harry's fists clenched at each of her annoying high pitch tubeworm mating calls she called a sign of showing disrespect.
"Mr. Shadis, I will kindly inform you that while you are in this classroom, I am the professor, and I wish to be told that as well as a yes or no after every statement." She beamed, looking like a pudgy prune.
The class held their breath.
"I regard each teacher and or adult with respect when I deem it to them from past accomplishments or respect. You, Umbridge, do not have the qualifications yet." Harry breezily responded, gently and slyly pulling his wand from inside his sleeve, if she chose to attack.
Umbridge looked shocked before tilting her head and smiling.
"Detention!" She snapped, waving a large puffy quill around as she signed the form.
She held it out, waiting, and Harry glanced at it briefly before matching her rather mad gaze.
"On what claims, Umbridge? Analyzing the problems with the corrupt ministry in regards to the school system-"
"For a week!" She gasped, face turning bright red.
"-Judging the magical world on racial assumptions-"
"For a month!" She coughed, scrambling around her desk for something while Harry rather calmly snapped, and the door parted ever so slightly, allowing Lutain to slip in, completely visible.
"-Doubting the educational efficiency of the youth's mind-"
"Three months!" She screamed, grabbing her wand as Harry now saw what it was, but he didn't dare stop.
The Ravenclaw side of the room watched in awe as Harry singlehandedly attacked a teacher- and was winning.
"-Daring to try and threaten me with wand. You work in the ministry, Umbridge. The ministry filled with thousands of files filled with information of every single person in Britian-"
"Stop it right now young man!" She screeched her hand shaking as he was spot on with everything he was saying.
"You are in Hogwarts, filled with the most extensive library of any wizarding school in Europe, filled with knowledge that could answer any question you have-"
Harry stopped at this point, and stood up, Lutain climbing up over him, hanging down his front, hid robes fell perfect and his wand was drawn.
"-So look me up."
The room was dead silent except for Umbridge's painful gasps of shock and confusion on what had just happened.
"Class-"She stopped, clearing her shaky throat and trying again. "Class dismissed." She wheezed.
And Harry walked out.
x-(X)-x
Harry walked around, having woke in the middle of midnight, Lutain saying that he scented a rather large group of Slytherins leaving the common room.
Harry traveled in smoke, Lutain moving silently on the floor, looking around with glowing eyes.
"Here." Lutain hissed turning towards a wall, completely empty as the trail ended.
"It…it just stops. Master?"
"Hold on- I taste dark magic." Harry hissed back, fanning in and out, spreading himself thin as smoke over the door. Dark magic bled through- something dark was going on behind.
"There's spells. Dark spells behind that wall- but it's too perfect. It's a door Lutain."
"A door behind a wall? But whatever for, Master. What would this school need a door for?" Lutain asked, puzzled as he coiled himself to taste the air around the door. Harry slid back and changed into human as the wall shifted, melting as iron and steel drifted out of stone to create an old fashion door. The smell grew stronger.
"I smell it so clearly, Lutain." Harry hissed, almost demonic, urging and craving it almost. Lutain casted him a wary look, Harry's emotions were growing to wild now.
"Master, control yourself."
Harry quickly snapped out of the black craving of the demonic desires of pain and the chill. He recoiled and blinked, pulling the cloak around himself tighter so they couldn't see that his hands twitched in excitement almost.
At times like this, he hated that he was part demon, no matter how nice the shadow abilities were.
The door groaned and squeaked, sliding outwards, and Harry waited, craning his ears as he heard the hushed whispers he recognized as Draco, then more. Pansy, Theo, Crabbe, Goyle, Millicent- the list went on and on. Then the door stopped, and Harry stared straight into the eyes of a fearful Draco, who seemed more pale- the quick power of dark magic.
Lutain inhaled deeply, tasting the air quickly.
"They smell of the manor, Master. They have been practicing the Dark Magiks, but not of your black. Not of your cold."
Harry stroked Lutain, looking at the group, before the door. He let the faintest twitch of a smile grace his lips before turning and looking at the door, letting his eyes comb the frame.
"A chamber which appears with your greatest desires- impressive."
It was as Harry stated that coolly he recognized the surroundings as the room in which he killed Suzie. Such a sneaky room.
"Shadis! I-"
"You won't make it in time." Harry stated coldly, leaving a chill in the air before he turned.
No matter how hard they practiced the Dark Arts, they wouldn't be able to turn their soul enough to finally take a kill. Draco was having his work cut out for him- having to murder Dumbledore and all.
He should really learn to block his mind better.
x-(X)-x
It was official; Harry now hated books that contained nothing that he didn't know.
He slammed another book on Horcrux's onto the table inside his room, groaning as he found nothing. However, his suspicions had been confirmed, and now he had a levering point on where to start to make a Horcrux.
Turns out, with extensive knowledge and studying, his father had made a few, and now, Harry was suspecting there was no incarnation. His father had just made one up.
All he had to do was to question his father, but first, he had to get the bloody ring off of Dumbledore's hand.
He had hit it with something rather hard, the ring that is. For it seemed to be dented somewhat, but Harry knew that he had to get it rather quickly before any more harm could come to it.
So Harry plotted.
And while he plotted, Lutain pestered him on and on about the bloody animagus, and how far it was going. Just to shut up Lutain, Harry had said that he had gotten his legs to form into a tail- that rather pleased Lutain but embarrassed Harry as he could barely stand afterwards.
He had to admit though- it would be rather nifty.
"Lutain, I'm going to my father's manor. I have a few questions for him- but first. How would you like to sneak into Dumbledore's room and scare him to death?"
Lutain was up and ready to go within moments.
Harry snuck up through the floors, feeling as smoke, but also having Lutain twitching on him.
It felt like he was lying on a bed with Lutain sprawled over him, and then he was walking while still lying and having something over him- it never did feel right.
"In here…" Harry whispered, sneaking into the pebble size cracks up the stairs and into the main office, staying low to the floor.
The carpet was thick, providing excellent coverage, and it was enough. With a quick blade like swipe of the fine smoke dust, his numerous wards set up on objects fell apart and crumbled, allowing no alarms to go off the moment he became whole.
The portraits were asleep, and Harry's eyes narrowed at one, who suspiciously looked like someone he had known, he flipped that picture frame around, before setting his feet on the floor, and running his wand down Lutain's back.
Lutain hissed and stretched in glee as his black turned black and his body became thick and smooth as a vine, not a tree trunk.
Then, he spun, scenting his way towards an attached door, and Harry snuck under the crack. Lutain followed after, quickly spotting the bed in the corner, holding a large lump Harry could only assume was Dumbledore.
Not wanting to see Dumbledore's sleeping attire, Lutain made his short way over the frame and gently snaking his way up the blue star sheets, scenting the air and approaching a blackened hand with withered fingers and a rare yet beautiful stone.
"Master."
"Let your bindings come undone, for the heir of Salazar Slytherin." Harry whispered in Parsletongue to get the ring to glow almost, and then Harry approached.
And Dumbledore sprang up, a light turning on from nowhere, allowing him, for a short second, to look at Lutain in the eye, and then the great viper reared back and vanished in a dark cloud.
Dumbledore looked at his hand, his heart continuing to beat rather quickly as he noticed his hand was missing a rather much needed garment.
He cursed loudly, running his good hand over the spot where the ring once sat.
x-(X)-x
Remus stood at the top of a balcony, next and connecting to his Godsons, overlooking the throne room which sometimes served as a ball room.
Two Death Eaters who had abandoned their shift to get drunk and kill muggles stood huddled on the ground trembling.
As sick as this all way, Lupin understood the whole array of order. It wasn't a dictatorship, as he had always thought of it as, but more of a Monarchy. And now that he had spotted this side, he noticed something with Dumbledore- he never gave up power.
"Lovely isn't it?" Lupin jumped and spun so quickly, he allowed a wolf like snarl to part his lips, a trait he seemed to by relying on more and more often as he stayed here.
Harry lifted an eyebrow, scar and all, as he stared at Lupin who blinked in surprise.
"H-Shadow!" Lupin gasped in surprise and Harry gave an almost fanged smirk before looking over the ledge at the poor two death eaters who were quickly struck down and dragged out by house elves.
"Father." Harry nodded, stating rather quietly as he jumped over the side of the railing, his cloak fluttering behind him. He landed gracefully.
He looked up rather quickly, a slight hint of surprise flicking behind his ruby eyes before they vanished, slit pupils filling in their place.
"Shadow, I was not aware that you were intending on visiting."
"This is not a social visit, I am afraid." Harry nodded, bowing his head, letting his own deep emerald eyes flicker up slightly, looking through the black fringe of his hair.
His Father stared at him a few moments, as if judging him, Harry's fist holding the ring clenched, and he looked up when he received a short nod.
"I have noticed something, I have learned and searched and a particular book caught my eye- I believe it caught your own, Father." Harry started, wishing to learn more on the topic he had searched so hard to find, almost half a year.
A gleam of interest shown in his eye and Harry blinked rather slowly, stepping forward and looking at him in the eye, Lutain snuck his way out, enjoying his length and his newfound speed once more.
"Horcruxes." Harry responded rather briskly and good thing to. For at that moment, his Father tensed up beyond degree and his eyes narrowed so thin Harry could barely see the pupils, his nostrils flared and he looked at Harry, matching his gaze evenly.
"A few days ago- Lutain and I noticed that Dumbledore seemed rather…ill. We found this on him." Harry easily tossed the ring up, slightly glad to be rid of it, but another part of him ached as it vanished, it craved to be near that thing.
His Father grabbed it quickly, looking at it once before, snapping his wand in a quick jolt and letting it vanish to places unseen.
Harry held his breath, hoping that he could get what he was finally after.
"You have done well."
Harry waited.
"I assume that you have hit the occurring problem with one?"
Harry waited still, looking into his Father's eyes, waiting for the knowledge.
"…Conturbantes cormeum. You pull that on a soul in which the bond is not strong enough- it will kill you."
"I understand, Father."
"You must- one wrong move and there is NO coming b-"
The doors behind opened with a loud squeak causing Harry to spin around rather angrily with a loud inhuman hiss of anger. He noticed slightly the look of pure surprise on Lupin's face high above in response to his strange hiss, and his Father also looked slightly taken aback.
Wormtail squeaked, shriveling backwards at Harry's furious gaze, and Lutain hissed, working his way towards Harry, understanding it as a snake sign of aggression.
"Master, control yourself." Lutain hissed, and Harry firmly clamped his teeth together, feeling the slightly sharp tips of what could be fangs.
"…You have started to learn the art of Animagi." His Father accused, and Harry shook ever so slightly in his anger, eyes still locked on the body of Wormtail, shaking in the corner.
"Lutain thought it was wise. I have completed the process in separate parts, not as a whole yet." Harry responded rather stiffly, a small clap made him spin and look at his Father who had a dark smile curling his lips.
"We have no further use for Wormtail then- do we?"
Harry spun, his neck spinning faster than ever, he hissed, opening his mouth in an almost inhuman way, showing huge sharp curving teeth each the color of bone.
He blinked, and at once, Harry recognized the vision as heat vision, another blink and he fixed it to his normal sight. A reflection on the polished floor showed large jagged green eye, lightning to a lime around the centre and showing a diagonal slit up and down the top, right through the lime to a deeper then deep emerald green.
He pulled his head back, feeling his hair hardening into sharp quill like needles- that didn't happen before!
But the instinct to lunge was too strong, and Harry did so, lunging and feeling a strange sensation of dropping, but instead of pushing out his arms, a tail swept out in front of him, allowing to keep his upper body suspended upwards.
He tilted his head, looking around as he thrashed his tail, eyes resting on the now completely white Wormtail, a large hiss of anger and Harry's jaw dropped impossibly far, showing rows of unsnakelike fangs.
"Strike Master, strike his heart dry."
"Will my bite kill him?"
"…Oh…I'm pretty sure it shall."
Harry took Lutain's advice and lunged, snapping at him while he squeaked and jumped, changing into a mice so small Harry could barely see it if it weren't for heat vision.
"Keep your eyes on him Master, and strike again."
Harry did just that, but as the rat jumped to avoid him again, Harry slammed his tail to the ground, wincing somewhat as it hit the ground so hard the ground gave way slightly.
The rat squeaked, spinning around as his escape route was blocked. Then he just...keeled over dead.
Harry stared at the rat, confused. Perhaps he had learned to play dead? It didn't matter, because the next moment he was shrinking, and he felt the flutter of his robes on his skinny frame once more. Thank Merlin he had a ward on that always had clothes waiting for him after trying Animagi.
He stared at the rat, nudging it with his bare toe- he had forgotten about the shoes, and frowned, turning to Lutain who simply stared a distance away. Nagini was there also, having been silent the entire time he had been here- or perhaps she had just arrived.
Harry turned; looking at his Father who said nothing- perhaps he was the one who had killed Wormtail.
His Father just stared at him before lifting his hand and giving a single clap- applause.
Never had Harry gained such a treat.
Well- had had once but that was for another time.
"Father?" Harry asked, unsure of what had just happened- he flashed his eyes upwards towards where Lupin stood- he was shock still and trembling somewhat. Harry must have frightened him rather a lot.
"Young Shadow- that was…that-" Nagini branched off, shaking her head and flicking her tongue with unease.
He looked at his Father once more, seeking an answer to the obvious state of the occupants of the room.
"It…it seems that our friend has done a great blessing in her passing." His Father started off- his voice somewhat wary. He glanced at Lutain, not really sure on how to continue. Lutain noticed this and slithered forward rather wary.
"Master…Adalonda…she- sweet Salazar…I-"Lutain swallowed, as if he couldn't continue- then it all snapped for Harry.
He seemed larger than normal- he played it off as he was oversized for his attempt of his full Animagus transformation, he felt his hair harden, and he killed Wormtail without biting him.
Harry blinked, turning to look in a reflection- lime green, borderline yellow around the outside turning into the deep emerald around the middle.
Dear Merlin- he was a Basilisk.
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