"Potter", Voldemort raised a hand to his chin. "Harry Potter". So that was the brat's name. Voldemort had to admit, it was better than what he expected. The Potters were a Light family and if he twisted this right, Voldemort could have a very powerful asset to his army.

"I knew James and Lily Potter", Voldemort began. The Potter child's eyes flashed with anger and a smirk spread across Voldemort's face. Oh this would be easy. "They were on the Light side of the war and I must say, it is quite a surprise that they aren't as perfect as most think".

Harry knew that Voldemort was the Dark Lord and was therefore fighting against the Light side in the war...

He also knew what Voldemort was insinuating with the information he gave and Harry did not oppose to the manipulation.

Revenge reared its ugly head in Harry's chest and he let it.

"I have heard of your intention of becoming an ally of Voldemort", Erkhaan said as soon as Harry stepped into his tent.

Harry nodded nervously. He had heard about the Aquila clan's decision of peace and was half-expecting them to just drop him right there and then, especially since he was half-Werewolf. Shortly after his decision of joining Voldemort, Harry had soon learned that not only were Vampires and Werewolves real, they were mortal enemies and he was a mix both. He was rather surprised when he was still accepted into the Aquila clan after hearing the information.

But anyways, Harry knew they would lose their neutral status if they at all supported him in his alliance with Voldemort just by helping him and therefore also helping the Dark.

Erkhaan sighed. "Although we do not agree your decision, we understand and will help you whenever you need it".

It wouldn't be a few years later until Harry would know that at that moment, he had finally found family.

"Hello Lily, James", Harry said to the incarcerated couple. Finally, after years and years of war, he would be able to exact his revenge.

"Who are you?" James asked, fury in his eyes. He squirmed against the ropes that Harry had used to manually tie them up. Although having magic, he preferred muggle styles as wizards really were idiots when they came face-to-face to any physical combat.

Lifting both of his blade to their throats, Harry smirked from under his mask as both Lily and James went limp, obviously having had learned something from auror training.

"I am your son", Harry said, using some simple wandless magic to lift up his black Death Eater mask, revealing messy black hair and emerald green eyes. "Harry Potter".

Both Lily and James's eyes widened, their mouths dropping open, "H-Harry?" James whispered.

"Yes, your Squib son whom you cast off to your dear sister and her husband", Harry pressed the blade further into their necks, drawing blood. "Good thing they're dead now".

Lily's eyes widened fractionally even as Harry kept talking, "Of course, they weren't murdered by me of course but by my clan".

"Your clan?" Lily asked in horror, her quick brain immediately picking up the implications.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter of the Aquila clan", He said in mock greeting. Lily and James just stared. Their son was a vampire.

"But enough small talk", Harry said and Lily and James's eyes snapped back to the blades in their throats.

"I must say that the Potters were a perfect family. Sad to break it apart". Harry sighed in mock sadness. "Squibs were mistakes afterall".

With those parting words, Harry slashed the blade into their necks, completely slicing their heads off.

The party raged around them as Death Eaters celebrated. The Wizarding war had come to an end and the Light side had been defeated.

Harry Potter wasn't at the party, not that anyone noticed.

"Hello Erkhaan", Harry said as he stepped into his Leader's tent. "Nice victory wasn't it?".

"Indeed", Erkhaan replied. "But not the last".

Harry nodded, smiling evilly.

"We will launch the attack on the Death Eaters at dawn", Harry said. "I have all the plans finalized".

"Good", Erkhaan replied. "I must say, in the end, wizards are good at one thing... destroying each other. Now we only have to deal with half the previous population. Indeed, Voldemort had exterminated most if not all muggleborns as a side act during the war".

Harry smirked, "Indeed".

Why run if you could rule instead?

Imperium et fidelity. Power and loyalty.

Harry still didn't believe in hope but he did believe in succeeding.

A/N So that brings us to the end of this story. I could write an epilogue but I don't know.

Song tribute: Run by One Republic

RNL