Narcissa was sure one thing in particular, Tom Marvolo Riddle was not what anyone would call a kind or caring man. Most people would say that the title of man was too much for a monster like him. His followers were well aware of this, you do not angry Tom Riddle or as he liked to call himself these days "Lord Voldemort".
Lucius Malfoy was experiencing this himself, the harsh pain of Tom's Crucio was frying his nerves, every breath taken in brought a new world of pain. The blonde hair servant whimpered as he suffered under the curse of his master.
"Have you had enough Lucius?" asked Tom rhetorically
Lucius didn't respond, knowing better. He simply bowed his head and kissed the bottom of his lord's robes.
"You are so pathetic Malfoy. Where is that inhumanely large pride of yours?" questioned the Dark Lord.
Lucius again knew that he shouldn't answer, it wasn't worth it.
"Silence? Is that your answer? Tsk Tsk Malfoy. I was hoping that you would show some signs of life. Where is the fun in torturing a man who doesn't respond. I guess your wife and son will have to fill your role in amusing me." Snarled Tom, his toothy smile sending ice down everyone in the room's spine.
"My Lord, please take it out on me, i would forfeit my life without question sir. But please, my family has done nothing wrong. We have served you well My Lord." pleaded Lucius, his eye filled with unshed tears.
Tom's eyes narrowed, the red orbs focused in on his servant's face, before anger flashed across his face. "You wish to bargain with what is already mine? Your life is worthless Lucius, you are but a single leaf standing before a storm. This is your house Lucius, but you live in my world."
Lucius bowed his head again and Tom hissed angrily.
"Dobbs, bring in Narcissa and young Draco. In fact, bring in every male recruit that we have." Hissed Tom
Lucius looked up, but also knew that voicing his displeasure would end his life.
Narcissa was brought into the room, thrown onto the couch in the corner. Draco was soon brought in floating in the air, magically frozen but aware of his surroundings.
Tom flipped his wand lazily and Narcissa's clothes were ripped from her body as the last of the 8 new recruits filed into the room.
"Lucius has been a fine host has he not gentlemen. He has opened his home to us, he has feed us. But his wife, she sulks in her study or bedroom all day. She does not care for us to be in her house. She does not care for us to be in front of her son." started Tom, his face twisted into a sick parody of a smile.
Tom continued, for nobody dared to interrupt him, "I can't say that I was expecting this lack of kindness upon my return. I say that this lack of a warm welcome is unacceptable. I say we correct this behavior, men drop your pants. Mrs. Malfoy might a cold uncaring unkind bitch, but i assure you, her snatch is as warm as the next witch's"
Lucius' eye widen as he watched an unsure no name recruit get pushed forward and step between his wife's legs. The Dark Lord nodded to go ahead and Lucius watched in horror as another man entered his wife, in front of their son, in his own house. He grit his teeth in anger, his anger at his lack of power, his lack of ability to do anything to stop this scene unfolding before him.
With a grunt, the recruit pulled out of Narcissa sprayed his seed all over her body, her once nearly untouched body marked by a man who wasn't her husband. As soon as that recruit was finished, another one took his place. The other 6 recruits watching grew bolder with each thrust by the 2nd man that entered Narcissa. They soon surrounded her, groping her body roughly as they abused her in front of her husband and son, all while the Dark Lord watched on approvingly.
Lucius' brain was numb by the time the last of them finished with his wife, this time on her face. Marking the end of her ruining. Tom turned to his loyal inner circle deatheater servant and said "You know Lucius, your wife is quite the whore to let 8 men have their way with her and never so much as mutter a "no". It is a shame that you're incapable of making the minister turn a blind eye to our cause, let alone stopping these men."
Tom jabbed his wand at Draco and the young blond teen dropped to the ground, his face covered in tears.
"Poor Draco, watched his mother get used and then his father die" hissed Tom before he turned to Lucius and said "I am Lord Voldemort and i DO NOT ALLOW FAILURE AVADA KEDAVRA"
A green beam shot out of Voldemort's wand and crashed into the wall right next to the head of the Malfoy family's chest. Lucius shivered and dropped forward onto his knees, his body shaking from his close brush with death
"Draco, let that be a lesson to you, i do not forgive nor do i forget failure. Now take your mom out of here and get her cleaned up before i force you to have your way with her as well" warned Voldemort.
Draco nodded before scampering to his mother's side and dragging her to her feet, the two of them rushing from the room. Narcissa's last view was Lucius being hit with another Crucio
Narcissa awoke from her nightmare to the sound of a door being closed, the memory of that night stuck in her head like it was the only thing to ever happen to her.
"You seem quite shaken up" noted a voice from the other side of the room. Narcissa didn't need to turn her head to know that it was Harry Potter, the man who had captured her.
She looked around, the room around her was fuzzy, as if she couldn't focus on anything. It took her a second to realize that it was due to magic that made her sight unclear. She could tell she was in some kind of bedroom, she was in a comfy bed on the opposite side of the room from where Harry was in a bed as well.
"Where am I?" she asked, hoping for a straight forward answer.
"I can't tell you, but you are in a safe place" said Harry
"You can't or you won't tell me?" questioned Narcissa
"I can't but even if I could, I wouldn't" answered Harry
"Ah under the charm" said Narcissa as she came to terms that she was trapped in a house that nobody would ever find.
Harry sat up in his bed, keeping the blanket draped over his naked lower half. His eyes trailed over the form of Narcissa, his eyes meeting her own after passing over her body.
"You weren't brought here because you are a prisoner" said Harry "In fact, I would love nothing more than to help you"
Narcissa was confused "Unless you can teach me that trick you used to beat death, there isn't many things that you can do to help me"
Harry shook his head in amusement "You do realize I ripped your husband apart with a mere thought right. Not to toot my own horn, but I can make a case that I'm the most powerful person in the world ... toot!"
Narcissa frowned, her husband had been killed? Ripped apart by this 14 year old brat who claimed it had been as easy as breathing to do so.
"You're not Harry Potter" claimed Narcissa
"I'm not your Harry Potter" corrected Harry
"What does that even mean?" she asked
"Magic can do a lot of different things, provide solutions to questions and problems that you didn't think of" replied Harry
Narcissa didn't get whatever Harry was going on about, he was giving her an answer that only made have more questions. If his cryptic answer was to taken as a metaphor for himself, then he was magic. He was the solution to Voldemort, that much was clear.
"Are you a time traveler?" asked Narcissa, unsure of what kind of magic would allow for someone to have their head to be cut off and then brought back to life.
"Not quite" said Harry "You're thinking too small. I was brought here by a ritual with the sole purpose of killing off your dark lord"
Narcissa wasn't sure how to process this new information, this was a Harry Potter from a different plane of existence? One who was not the harmless lamb like the one from this world.
"You're older" Narcissa realized "You're literally what the dark lord fears, a fully realized mage level opponent."
Harry smiled brightly and said "He was scared of me back in my world too"
"So when you say that you can help me, what does that mean? Are you going to let me hide out here? Stash me away in your bed until you grow tired of me?" asked Narcissa, her tone growing more heated by the word.
"Nothing like that, something more along the lines of freedom." said Harry
"How can I be free? The Malfoy family has pledged itself to the Dark Lord. Last time I check, I am still a Malfoy" countered Narcissa
"You don't have to be, while Sirius is a criminal, I am the Head of House Black, I can dissolve the marriage due to lack of proper upkeep on a treasured family member" said Harry as he yawned and stretched.
Narcissa felt her brain get stuck on neutral as Harry revealed the other type of power in this world, political power.
She then blushed as Harry rolled out of bed, his naked form being exposed to her eyes.
Putting her hand up over her eyes "That is not the proper way to sleep, especially if you hold the title of Lord Black"
Harry scoffed "Proper? There isn't a proper way to do anything in life, just a bunch of old people too stubborn to change with the times"
Harry waved his wand and the clothing that he purchased yesterday leapt out the bag and into his hands.
"I'm going to take a shower, you think about it." said Harry as he left the room to wash up.
Passing Ginny on the way to the bathroom, Harry waved at the red haired and faced girl.
Upon coming out of the shower, Harry banished his soiled clothes back to his room before making his way back down to the kitchen.
"Kreacher, breakfast" commanded Harry
The house elf popped into the room and immediately got to work. Dumbledore sat at the table, sipping on a cup of steaming tea.
"I take it you are still upset about me not running the article by you" said Harry, attempting to start a conversation.
"I am not upset about the article, I am upset by the fact that nobody know that you are not the Harry Potter of this world. You have placed a target on your back that sure, You can handle. But what about the departed Mr. Potter's friends?" questioned Dumbledore
Harry bit his lip as he tried to play it off, but the truth was that he hadn't thought about the other people who could pay for his words.
Back in his world, Hermione, Tonks, and Dumbledore were seen as powerful figures that weren't to be messed with. But he had felt the magic inside of this world's Hermione. She was strong, her magic was potent. But it was like comparing water to oil, she simply hadn't been tested enough, to develop into the monster that he knew that she could be.
But Harry was nothing is not quick on his feet.
"That actually leads me to what is going to happen this year sir" started Harry "The ministry in wake of the whole Voldemort thing, will attempt to push themselves onto Hogwarts."
Dumbledore leaned back, clearly interested in what Harry had to say about what was going to happen.
"You cannot hire a new DADA professor, they will assign one. She is going to be a very bad subpar teacher, but it is needed for me to teach an illegal underground DADA class and start a dueling club" finished Harry.
Dumbledore caressed his long beard, thinking over the new info that Harry had provided him.
"You want to allow the same thing to happen that happened last time?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry nodded "Yeah, I feel that this actually prepares Hogwarts for the more important battles. As well as bring someone who needs to be dealt with immediately under our view"
Dumbledore made eye contact with Harry "You seem very concerned with this person, how much danger could they be?"
"Blood Quills used on students until the point that the words are carved into the back of their hands" replied Harry
Dumbledore's face twisted into one of disgust, he believed everyone should get a second chance, but to physically abuse child was beyond even his ability to forgive.
"I'm not sure that I can simply allow this person into my castle, Harry. I have a duty to protect my students, something I have failed to do in the past." stated Dumbledore.
"Then Umbridge will be assigned to the school anyway as the High Inquisitor. She is going to be given free range in terms of power, only you will outrank her." explained Harry
Dumbledore grit his teeth "Fine, I will allow her to enter the castle as the DADA professor, but I want her to be taken care of immediately."
"Oh I plan on getting rid of her before Christmas break if she's anything like the one from my world." Harry assured Dumbledore.
"How did you get rid of her in your world?" asked Dumbledore
"What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him," said Umbridge, who was now panting slightly as she pointed her wand at different parts of Harry's body in turn, apparently trying to decide what would hurt the most. "He never knew I ordered dementors after Potter last summer, but he was delighted to be given the chance to expel him, all the same."
"It was you?" asked Harry, very much pleased with the words coming out of toad looking clown of a woman "You sent the dementors after me?"
"Somebody had to act," breathed Umbridge, as her wand came to rest pointing directly at Harry's forehead. "They were all bleating about silencing you somehow — discrediting you, but I was the one who actually did something about it. Only you wriggled out of that one, didn't you, Potter? Not today, though, not now."
And taking a deep breath, she cried, "Cruc —"
Harry sneezed and used his elemental ability to blast himself backwards, breaking the hold of Crabbe.
Extending his hand, his wand flew into his hand and Harry turned his attention back to his 'professor' with his wand pointed at her face.
"Draco, you should take your goons and leave" said Harry
Draco gulped nervously and Umbridge hissed "Non-sense, you listen to me boy. I am the Undersecretary of the Minister of Magic. You will not threaten me"
Harry turned towards Draco, his eyes glowing an angry red that remind Draco of the monster living in his home.
Draco already knew that Potter was on his way to becoming a monster like the Dark Lord, he had already tested his patients in the past.
"Let's go guys" said Draco to Crabbe, Goyle, and Theodore Notts. The four Slytherins walked out of the room and Harry used his magic to push Hermione out of the room behind them, the door sealing behind her.
She banged on the door, her cried to be let back into the room being ignored by Harry.
"You know, for someone you called dangerous, deranged, and a menace. You really did your best to piss me off. I can deal with the attempts of my life, I can deal with you throwing a stone at a giant like myself, but the blood quill used on Hermione ... You made her carve Mudblood into her own hand." hissed Harry, his voice slipping in and out of parseltongue as his anger got the best of him.
Umbridge froze as the language known as a sign of being a dark wizard was used to threaten her.
"Speaking of mudblood, let's see what that actually looks like" said Harry as he waved his wand and Umbridge dropped to the ground, clutching her chest as she coughed up what she thought was blood but was actually mud.
Dumbledore blinked as Harry finished the tale, "You are quite the dangerous wizard, Harry. I am a bit curious to how my counterpart took your actions"
"You had been banished from the castle and were on the run from the ministry for trying to warn them that Voldemort was back. But I'm sure that you were on the edge of offing her yourself. She did more than just blood quill stuff, she segregated the school by "blood purity", she installed physical punishments for muggleborns if they "offended" pure bloods in any way."
Dumbledore shook his head in disbelief, nobody should treat children that way. He barely tolerated Snape's mistreatment of students and that was only because he was an invaluable double agent for him.
"If she is as bad as you make her out to be, then I guess I can understand why my counterpart would allow such a brutal ending for her" reasoned Dumbledore
"Don't worry about it, we'll just get her fired this time around" said Harry "No reason to kill anyone who isn't a death eater or Voldemort himself."
Dumbledore nodded and let out a sigh that he didn't know he was holding, maybe this Harry wasn't that much different than his own Harry.
Kreacher placed a plate of eggs, sasuage, bacon, and toast in front of Harry, but a sharp glare from Harry made Kreacher give a similar plate to Dumbledore.
"Although there is another thing that I have to ask you, I want to bring Fleur Delacour into school as my training partner." said Harry
"Is she a dear friend from your world?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry remembered the face of the beautiful french witch from yesterday "Something like that, she's extremely smart and has several different NEWTs"
"I don't think I can afford to pay her what she's making at Gringotts" reasoned Dumbledore causing Harry to chuckle
"The oldest red head left her behind, she's making like 12 sickles a week" said Harry
Dumbledore coughed on his tea "The cheapest flat in the Alley is 120 Galleons a month. She is making literally pennies on the dollar."
"You could literally pay her a Galleon a week and have her be better off, but don't worry about the pay. I will be paying her out of my vault." replied Harry
"Then absolutely, she is quite the capable witch based on what I saw last year. She can stay in the teacher's room in the Astronomy Tower, provided she doesn't allow her allure to distract students" said Dumbledore.
"That wouldn't be a problem, the invisibility cloak is more than capable of not just letting her wander around unseen, nobody will be able to sense her either" said Harry.
"About the cloak ... We had to give something up to get you here" started Dumbledore.
"You used the cloak as a medium and a sacrifice to power the ritual" said Harry as he managed to piece together what Dumbledore was trying to say.
Dumbledore just nodded, not knowing how this Harry would react to what was basically a un-replaceable family heirloom being destroyed.
"Don't worry about it, while I can never make one like that. The Dumbledore from my world and I did manage to draw the runes for a fake that lasts a couple of weeks." said Harry
Dumbledore's eye twinkled "I would very much like to get a couple of those notes, I have studied that cloak for years. It always eluded my understanding, but two great minds are better than one. You can give them to me when you arrive at Hogwarts, I must be off"
Harry watched the headmaster depart and looked at the empty plate that the headmaster left behind.
"How did he do that?" questioned Harry as he hadn't even managed to touch his plate.
Finishing up breakfast, Harry wrote Fleur a quick letter basically saying that she had the job if she wanted as well as sending her a Gringotts payment slip worth 1000 galleons, sending it off with Hedwig who had come downstairs for some bacon.
Speaking of 1000 Galleons, this version of Harry Potter never got to invest in George and Fred's shop.
But for some reason, Harry hadn't seen either of them in the headquarters. Shrugging, Harry had a lot to do and the summer wasn't going to last forever.
And indeed it did not, the summer went faster than any Harry had ever experienced before in his life. It felt like he was had just arrived before he was loading his trunk up with all of his worldly possessions.
They were already in downtown London, so they walked to the train station. Mad-Eye, Remus, and Tonks all acted as body guards. Harry was sure it was more to protect anyone foolish to attack him than to actually protect him.
They arrived at King's Cross in around 20 minutes, easily making their way through the crowd thanks to a trio of "notice me not" charms.
One they were on Platform 9 3/4, Harry left Ginny, Hermione, and Ron. He had spent all summer with them and could use a bit of a break from them. Ron was nicer than he had imagined, but had a nasty jealous streak that Harry knew that he would never been able to put up with for 4 straight years.
Hermione was a bit different from the one from his world, she was more serious in this world. She was still a know it all bookworm, which was fine with. But she was also blindly loyal to him and Dumbledore, which was very much unlike the Hermione he was used to.
Ginny was less funny than he remembered, but it could be cause she could barely look him in the eye. She seemed to have a big crush on Harry or was it Harry? It also could have been that she consistently caught him going to take his morning showers which resulted her in seeing his third leg per say.
On the bright side, Fleur had accepted his job offer and was already in a room at Hogwarts that was warded to hide her allure when she was in the room.
Harry was looking forward to having another person he could bounce ideas off of, it didn't hurt that she was insanely drop dead gorgeous.
Making his way through the train with his new trunk, Harry found a spot near the front of the train and a flick of his wand sent the trunk up onto the storage rack.
Taking a seat, Harry was content to just doze off for the rest of the train ride, but nothing is ever that easy.
The compartment door slide open and a soft voice said "Harry Potter, oh my"
Harry opened his eyes and he couldn't stop a small smirk from gracing his face.
"Well hello Luna" he greeted kindly.
"Don't hello Luna me, you don't belong here" said the blonde Ravenclaw
"The times have changed Luna, I don't have to sit on the back of the train" joked Harry, confused at to what she was talking about
She looked at him through her pink glasses that looked like sideways hands, the right lens blue while the left lens was yellow.
Back in his world, Harry had asked her why she wore the glasses and what they had did.
All she had said was "Wouldn't you like to know" in a cheeky manner.
"You can't hide what you are from me, I can see your aura, Harry. You're not the Harry Potter from here. You are Harry Potter but not Harry Potter, but clearly Harry Potter" said Luna, her words making her live up to her nickname of Loony.
Harry smiled "Your glasses let you see magic, you can see that I am not the Harry that you went to school with for the last 3 years."
Luna nodded and Harry pointed at the seat across from him "Sit"
Luna was going to decline when her trunk levitate onto the rack above her and a gust of wind pushed her onto the seat, she just rolled with it and slide down to sit across from Harry
"So what else do your glasses show you?" asked Harry to the girl now sitting opposite of him.
"Wouldn't you like to know" She said in a cheeky manner causing Harry to smile brightly.
"I knew that you would say that" commented Harry as his glowing eyes locked onto her misty silver eyes behind her mismatched color lens.
"You know me where you come from" stated Luna
"The Wrackspurts told you that?" asked Harry
Luna nodded
"We were friends back in my world" said Harry "You were like my little sister"
"That's nice, hopefully not the same kind of sister as Hermione because that would be nasty" commented Luna
"What does that mean?" asked Harry as the train lurched forward as it departed.
"The Harry of this world has a massive crush on Hermione, but would claim that he loved her like a sister. You shouldn't like your sister although some purebloods would probably relate to Harry's desires." explained Luna
"Interesting" commented Harry
"So why is your magic have bits of icy green flowing through it?" asked Luna
"It's probably my elemental ability" said Harry
Luna nodded like that made perfect sense.
"You don't know what that means do you?"
Luna nodded, her face never changing.
"I can use magic to control wind no matter what. I don't need a spell or a wand or runes. I simply will it to be and my magic does the rest" explained Harry
"That is the type of stuff that makes you a mythical figure" said Luna "Don't worry, I'll right your fork lore song and make it catchy"
Harry chuckled at the blonde's words, it didn't matter what world she was from, she was just so much fun to talk to.
There was a knock on the door before it opened to reveal that the person who knocked was Neville Longbottom, Harry's bestfriend from his home world, but this one was a bit different. Harry could see his round face shining with the effort of pulling his trunk along and maintaining a one-handed grip on his struggling toad, Trevor.
"Hi, Harry," he panted. "Hi, er you (his words directed at Luna). Everywhere's full and I can't find a seat anywhere else."
Harry flicked his wand and Neville's trunk was ripped from his hand and shot up next to Harry's trunk on the storage rack. Another jab of the wand and Trevor, the struggling toad was in a decent sized cage that had a tiny beach complete with water and sand.
"Wow, that's impressive" muttered Neville as he held the cage up to his face with both hands, his toad hopping around slashing in the water.
"Neville, take a seat, I wouldn't have you sit anywhere else" said Harry with a tone that said it wasn't up for discussion.
Neville sat down next to Luna and said "You know for a guy who had his head cut off, you seem to be really well"
"You could say that" replied Harry coyly
"I would say it's like he's a whole new person" commented Luna casually
"I'd say" said Neville "Shocked the piss out of me when you were on the front page of every newspaper with bloody Lucius Malfoy's ripped off head in your hands and the claims of aurors on the scene saying you defeated 3 death eaters by yourself."
"I aim to please" Harry said with a wink to Luna
"Where is Hermione and Ron?" asked Neville
"At some prefects' meeting or something like that" said Harry dismissively
"Hermione I get, but Ron? What was Dumbledore thinking?" commented Neville
"That I get into too much trouble, you lack the backbone and respect, Dean is more interested in getting into as many girl's pants as possible, and the Seamus can't be trusted with confiscated drinks" said Harry
"I guess that makes sense then" said Neville quietly
The compartment door was slammed open and it revealed Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle.
All three of them had their wands out and pointed at Harry's side of the booth.
"Nice to see you too Draco" said Harry, a friendly smile stretching across his face.
"You're a dead man Potter" snarled Draco, his wand aimed at Harry's face.
"Oh, did I do something wrong?" asked Harry
"You know damn well what you did" spat Draco as rage was seen in his eyes "It was all over the news, my father's noble head in your filthy half blood hands"
Harry chuckled once before his face turned serious and his eyes shone with magic as the sky outside darkened instantly and lightning struck outside the window, barely missing the train.
Harry stood up from his seat, standing over Draco by a full head and looked down at him.
"Your dark lord cut my head off and I returned from the dead like it was nothing. Your father thought he could kill me, he was a good wizard. You're nothing compared to him, no walk away before the Malfoy family line ends here and now" said Harry in an icy tone
Draco shivered as the temperature in the room dropped and Harry decided that he didn't want to deal with this at the moment and blew out an icy gust of wind from his mouth and Draco froze.
"Aye you stupid gorillas, take your boss back to his compartment and if he comes back to bother me, I'll end him like I did his father" said Harry to Crabbe and Goyle.
They nodded and dragged the unmoving Draco away and Harry relaxed his magic, the sky returning to it's normal sun shining ways and the room warmed back up instantly.
"So, what's new with you Neville?" asked Harry as he sat back down like nothing happened.
A/N: And there is chapter 3, about another 5k words which I feel is a good chapter length for this story, I don't want them to be too short and I don't want them to be super long either.
We have the return to Hogwarts in the next chapter, not sure how I will be able to spin the whole opening feast but I am already working on it.
Luna is not going to be the pairing, but so far Hermione, Fleur, and Tonks are in the running. Remember this Harry is already 16, while Tonks would be around 21 to 22 in this story, Hermione is close to 16, and Fleur is 18.
Also I am on , i don't really care if anyone signs up but it is only 1 dollar a month and I was told that I need to advertise it on my fanfics by my girl. It's the same user name as on here, I have 4 stories on there. One is a superhero story, I have a mafia murder mystery story, I have a story where we hunt down sex offenders and kill them and an erotica series that could basically be summed up as 50 shades of Grey but with hillbillies.
To find any of these stories or me on , it would be the user name HighKeyMars. If none of you sign up, I can still say that I tried.
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