A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I got a bit stressed out and completely neglected writing more of this story! I'll try my best to keep updating on a semi-normal schedule. I hope you enjoy this chapter! As promised, a further explanation of Harry being so quick to accept torture and dark magic: As has been said, Voldemort's magic has slowly merged and molded into Harry causing Harry to have a dark core. In this story, your magic can affect your personality as you grow up, and since Harry had his magical core unblocked so suddenly and had an influx of magic, his personality is being changed majorly. He's becoming more stoic, sarcastic, and well, 'dark'.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

"Normal Talk"
'Mind Talk'
"Parseltongue"

Harry woke up with a start, seeing the sun had already risen. He blurrily remembered his dreams, visions of a cat-like figure jumping out at him claws first. The memories of yesterday filled his mind as his breathing calmed.

Voldemort had come down about a week after he left them to live in the trunk. He had given his inner circle to leave the trunk as he wanted to personally give Harry his lesson on Animagus. Harry had appreciated this, as Voldemort had said he'd personally train him over Occlumency, Legimancy, and Animagus. Since Harry was still struggling with Occlumency, Voldemort decided to start his lessons on Animagus.

"I'm going to teach you the normal way one would become an Animagus, however since time is altered here it will not take as long. I have altered our plans a bit, so I will take you shopping in Diagon Today after this lesson." Voldemort began, he brought out a mandrake leaf and held it out to Harry. "Take this and place it under your tongue. Normally one would have to keep this leaf under their tongue for a month, then use it to make a potion they'd drink during a thunderstorm. However, since time is different here, as long as you put it into your mouth now, spending 30 hours out of the trunk will count as a month, but only if you take the mandrake out in the trunk."

Harry raised an eyebrow in question, but followed the orders and put the leaf under his tongue. It was uncomfortable, and he could feel it poking around his mouth. "I'm not sure I understand how the trunk's magic will count on the leaf?" he voiced. Voldemort nodded and proceeded to explain.

"I was skeptical when I was going over the theory myself. What happens is the trunk's magical residue will stick to you for up to two days before completely vanishing. So long as the trunk's magic is on you, the leaf will be affected by it. This will keep the time magic on the leaf. I do believe this will only work for you, however, as the magic on the trunk is mine, and we share our magic." This explanation made sense to Harry, being Voldemort's Horcrux appeared to give him a lot of benefits.

Voldemort stood from the chair he had taken and motioned for Harry to follow. Harry picked up Attila, who had been listening in, and followed. "Come, let's go get your school supplies before the day ends." As they reached the top of the trunk, Harry noticed it was sunrise outside. They walked into the foyer and Voldemort called for Slinky.

"Tell the others we will be back later tonight, make them whatever they ask for dinner." Slinky accepted the order and went to find the others. As she left the room Voldemort changed his younger face a bit, making his eyes brown and his hair blonde. He looked at Harry and made his hair blonde as well, moving his hair so that it swept to cover his scar. "No one should recognize us, do you have your Gringotts key?" Harry shook his head in the negative causing Voldemort to tsk. Harry placed Attila down on the ground, "Go entertain yourself until we are back." he instructed. Attila listened and slithered out of the room.

"Let's go, we'll have them do a blood test." Voldemort grabbed Harry's shoulder and apparated them to Diagon. Harry stumbled and would have fallen if it wasn't for Voldemort grabbing him and holding up. Steadying himself, they both started walking down the Alley towards Gringotts.

The alley was pretty busy, tons of families also there to gather school supplies. Harry remembered when he received his letter, he had run down and asked Voldemort when they'd be getting his supplies. At the time Voldemort only said he would think about when, but Harry was glad he had trusted him so far.

Gringotts was just as big and looming as ever, its white walls daring someone to break in. Voldemort walked Harry towards the closest teller, "My son seems to have lost his key, he will need a blood test to have it returned to him." The goblin nodded and stepped away from the counter, "One moment." Voldemort looked at Harry and gave him a smirk, "After this test, any keys tied to you will be destroyed. You may get berated when you get to Hogwarts." Harry nodded and looked around at everyone else in the building. He noticed a few other kids from Hogwarts, but not anyone he personally knew.

The goblin made his way back up to the counter with a box in his hands. Opening the box, he pulled out a needle and a piece of paper, as well as a key. "The boy will need to prick himself and let the blood flow onto the paper. After his identity is confirmed, he will need to put a drop of blood onto the key." Harry nodded and moved forward, taking the needle from the goblin's hand and pricking his finger. The blood fell onto the parchment and began to swirl into lines. Harry's name showed up, his parentage showed up under him, and then a category that shocked him appeared.

"Titles? I have Titles?" Harry questioned, watching as the blood spelled out multiple last names. The goblin nodded, a sinister smile appearing on his face as he read Harry's name. "Yes Mr. P-" Voldemort interrupted before he could continue, "We would like to keep our identities hidden at this time." The goblin glared but agreed. "Yes, you appear to be heir to the Black Family, heir to the Potter Family, heir to the Gryffindor Family, heir to the Peverell Family, and by conquest and right, heir to the Slytherin line."

Harry looked at Voldemort at hearing the goblin say by conquest, but Voldemort took no notice of it. He had already listed Harry as his heir, so this changed nothing. Tuning back to the goblin, Harry had another question, "When will I be able to take the lordships?" The goblin pulled out the key and motioned for Harry to put a drop of blood onto it. As he did so, the goblin proceeded to answer. "As you are an orphan you may take your lordships at 17, however, if you Magical Guardian proves to be negligent, you may request your lordships at any age."

"Magical guardian? I have a magical guardian?" Voldemort nodded his head, "Most wizard orphans receive a magical guardian, you should have been informed when you were brought back to the magical world." Harry gathered a scowl, "My magical guardian could have taken me away from those horrible muggles." he sneered. Voldemort smirked, "Yes, we shall investigate to find out who it is." The goblin interrupted them to hand Harry his key.

"Do not lose it again, is there anything else I can help you with today?" Harry nodded, "Yes, I need to go down to my vault."

"Griphook!" The goblin shouted. Another goblin, one Harry indeed recognized as Griphook, walked up. Their teller showed Griphook the papers, "They would like their identity hidden, take them down to their vault." Griphook nodded and motioned for them to follow him, a toothy grin on his face.

The trip down was uneventful and Harry gathered at least a couple thousand galleons in the never-ending bag he brought with him. Voldemort and Harry quickly walked out of the bank and quickly gathered Harry's school supplies. Noticing Harry had an extra thousand on him still, Voldemort allowed him to do some extra shopping as he would go look for a few items he needed. Harry excitedly wandered around before stopping at a tattoo and piercing shop. Walking in, Harry was amazed at the art decorating the wall.

"Is there anything I can help you with today lad?" A heavily tattooed lady asked, coming from a door to the side. Harry nodded, "I was thinking of a moving tattoo, is it possible for ink to have special properties?" The lady nodded and motioned him over to the front counter. She pushed a book in his direction, "This book lists our types of inks, their properties, and if they glimmer or have other color effects. At the back are piercing metals we use, that have special charms as well." Harry nodded and began going through the book.

After what felt like an hour, Harry decided to get a few piercings, as well as more than one tattoo. Noticing the woman was no longer around, Harry pressed the bell that sat on the front desk. The lady walked in from the back, "You ready?" Harry nodded and began to describe what he wanted. "I've decided on more than just the one tattoo as well as a few piercings, I was thinking a large snake that wound around my right arm, the ink would be a strength amplifier. I was thinking it could be black, but shine green in certain lighting. I want wings on my back, with the cushion charm ink, so that way if I fall while playing quidditch I don't take as much damage. I was thinking the ink could be holographic. I was also thinking of a compass on my right leg, that is laying slightly on its back, with the direction ink so that it always points north. I don't want any special colors on this one. On my left leg, I was thinking of a cheetah, with speed amplifier ink. No special colors on this one either."

The lady nodded as she wrote down what he wanted in a notebook, "And for the piercings?" Harry pointed at certain jewelry as he spoke, "So I was wanting this language learner tongue piercing, these hearing amplifiers for my ears, and these eyesight amplifiers for my eyebrows." The lady nodded and pulled the metals he pointed at, the tongue bar was silver, while the rest was black metal. "Your tattoos will be done drawing in about 30 minutes, in the meantime, we can start on the tattoos. These will be 100 galleons in total." Harry nodded and counted the correct amount from his bag. The amount seemed a lot, but he also knew it was a fair price. The lady walked him to a chair and cleansed his ears, putting dots where she would place them and having him look at the placement.

"That looks good." Harry agreed, he held still as she put her wand up to his ear. It was barely a pinch, and one ear piercing was in. Two seconds later she had the other ear piercing in. They were both black hoops that sat on his lobes, 'I might get a chain to hang from one in the future' he thought. He felt Voldemort press a questioning emotion through their mind link, 'You'll see soon.' he responded. While he was distracted the lady had placed dots on his eyebrows, Harry tuned into her being shocked by his scar. Thinking up a quick lie, he spoke before she could say anything.

"Wicked scar right? Got it in a car crash in muggle London!" The lady looked at him and calmed a bit. "It looks a lot like the boy-who-lived's scar." she said. Harry let out an awkward chuckle, "A lot of people say that, but the kid's scar is smaller than mine, doesn't go past his eyebrow you see." he said. She completely calmed and nodded, "Should have figured you were a Hogwarts kid, you graduating this year?" she asked. Harry nodded, "Just reached my maturity this summer." he lied. She accepted it with ease. She gave him the mirror and he nodded, "Looks good!" Just like last time, she raised her wand, and the piercing went through easily. Harry's eyes watered, but there was little to no pain. She finished the other side before he could think.

"Your tongue shouldn't hurt, but it will feel cold because I'm going to apply an anti-swelling charm. It should last long enough that you won't experience any swelling at all. Make sure to keep these clean." Harry nodded, "This shouldn't affect the mandrake leaf I'm keeping in my mouth will it?" he asked. The lady shook her head, "No, it shouldn't. Good luck on finding your animagus." she said, the lady then applied the anti-swelling charm to his tongue and held her wand to it. A moment later Harry felt a tiny pinch and could feel the bar making his tongue heavier. "There you go!" she said, using a charm to clean out his mouth. "You stay here I'll bring the drawings." The lady exited the room and Harry felt around on his piercings. It felt a bit weird, but nothing uncomfortable.

The lady came back in with the notebook and showed him what was drawn. It was all super detailed and Harry told her they all looked good.

"We'll start with the wings since you'll have to lay on your stomach. Please remove your shirt and lay on this table." The entire process took about 2 hours as multiple needles assisted the lady. Harry noted how magic really did make things easier. Without all the charms in place, tattoos and piercings would be painful and a longer process. The lady quickly had him sit up when she was done and applied the wrap. She started on his legs next and then moved onto the snake on his arm last. It took 5 more hours till she was done. With everything wrapped up, she brought him to the front desk again.

"Keep the wrap on until tonight, it should be healed when you take it off, but I still want you to apply some type of lotion on it for a few days to make sure the color stays. The total for the tattoos will be a thousand galleons." Harry nodded and gave her the correct amount. While the tattoos didn't hurt, he felt discomfort at the wraps. "Have a nice day young man, I hope to see you in here again soon!" Harry gave a wave as he walked out the door.

'Where are you?' he asked Voldemort through their link. Voldemort sent an image of borgin and burkes. Harry sent an affirmative feeling and walked towards Knockturn Alley. He walked in, his head held high as to not encourage any hags to grab him. He walked towards Borgin and Burkes, stifling a chuckle at how lost he was last time he was here. He found Voldemort inside and stood beside him as he looked at a cupboard. Borgin walked up to them, a sneer on his face.

"I've never seen you before, you got the money to be here?" he taunted. Voldemort straightened and looked down at him, allowing his red eyes to show. The man straightened, "I'm so sorry for the disrespect sir." Voldemort nodded and grabbed Harry's arm, "We shall be taking our business elsewhere."

Voldemort dragged Harry out of the store, which allowed him to see Harry's new additions in the sunlight. A brief look of rage ran across his face before he hid it. "These will make you easy to identify on the battlefield, you should not have gotten them." Harry bristled a bit but nodded his head in agreement.

"I didn't think it fully through, I admit, but they each give me a benefit, like strength and speed. The book I read about them said that they would take a few days to fully set in so that I will get used to them." he excused, "My robes will keep them hidden, and if you're that worried we can add a shadow charm under the robe to hide them even better."

Voldemort nodded and continued to hold Harry's arm as they navigated through the Alley back to the apparition point. A "Ready yourself." was the only warning Harry got before his world was spinning.

"We shall sleep for tonight, tomorrow around noon you will be able to take out the leaf. I hope you remember where your room is." Harry nodded and dismissed himself, walking into his room. As the tattoo artist instructed him, Harry took the wrap off and cleaned his tattoos and piercings. He got into his nightclothes and stifled a yawn. He found Attila asleep on his bed and made to join him. As he fell asleep his mind was plagued with dreams of finding his animagus form.

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