This is kind of a bland chapter to give you a feel for the golden trio here.

Harry junked our of the bed with his wand aimed at his best friend of nearly five years. Ron merely stared back at him with an expectant expression. They stared at each other with neither one moving for a long moment before Harry groaned and threw himself on his bed with a frustrated groan.

"Harry?"

"Yeah Ron. I know."

"What's going on?"

"I…we…Ron."

"What is going on? We who? What happened? Why is the bloody dark lord in our bedroom?" Ron whispered harshly.

"Sshhh. Keep your voice down. This isn't how I wanted to talk about this. Let me go get Hermione and I'll explain it one time instead of two different times. Then if you want to out me to the old fool I can make a plan."

Ron stared as Harry threw his cloak around himself and disappeared out the door. He certainly hadn't expected to see what he had seen when he woke up. He thought Harry was having another nightmare. Not that the usual cause of said nightmares was in his bed and having a seemingly normal conversation as if they were friends.

The door opened softly and closed again. Harry and a very sleepy looking Hermione stood just inside the door. Harry gestured for Hermione to take a seat and he himself began to pace the floor before the other two.

"Harry?" Hermione asked softly.

"I wasn't wanting to tell you. I'm fairly sure you're going to run right to Dumbledore and tel him I've lost my mind."

"Harry. We wouldn't do that. What's going on?"

"Hermione. The bloody dark lord was in headquarters. In our bedroom. In Harry's bed. Talking to Harry. Like they were not arch enemies." Tom answered shakily.

"Oh my. Harry James Potter! Explain yourself!" She snapped at the raven haired teen.

"You can't run to Dumbledore."

At their nod Harry quickly cast silencing wards around them and a secrecy ward. He rubbed his hand over his face and sat on the edge of his own bed. He sat his wand beside him and looked back up at his friends.

"Over the summer with what happened I somehow managed to send myself into my own mindscape to escape from what was going on. My connection with Voldemort is there. He had found some information about my family. He found out that my mum wasn't a muggleborn. Her grandmother was a squib. Now in pureblood families the squibs were either sent away or they were killed. Thankfully they just sent my great-grandmother away. She left to the muggle world. She grew up there with a woman who raised her like her own. Her son was by all indicators a muggle. She told him stories of the magical world and her son thought they were just that, stories. He passed the stories down to his daughters and his wife. So imagine their surprise when one of their daughters is able to perform some of the skills that his mother had spoke of."

"Lily wasn't a muggleborn because she was descended from a wizarding line. What line was it Harry? That's great!"

"I knew you'd say that. Also the goblins can do ancestry tests to see if you're a descendant from any magical family. You can go with me when I go by tomorrow and we can have your test done if you'd like. Well because of the bloodline, when mum went to Greengotts they told her about the test. She took it and they found out that she was the last living descendant from the Gryffindor line. She got to go into the vaults. She talked to the portraits. They told her to take the books on our family and that's where she learned about the family curse as they call it. Tom somehow managed to get all of this information because Salazar Slytherin knee and wrote it down for his descendants."

"They have creature blood. Pureblood families keep it secret. It used to be used as a battle strength during wars and then it became something to be kept a secret because families wanted to marry just because of those traits. When blood supremacy started to get big it was considered a shame of the house to have that. But most Pureblood families still have some traits from their ancestors that had the creature blood."

"How did you know that Ron?"

"I'm not stupid Mione. I am a Pureblood. I know things about Pureblood families."

"Ron you know that's not what I mean. I know you're intelligent." She patted his arm softly before looking back at Harry.

"Well Mate that doesn't explain Voldemort. Or why you're calling him Tom."

"His real name is Tom Riddle remember? When I retreated into my mind he somehow knew. He used our connection to come to me. We talked. He said he knew what it was like. He grew up in a muggle orphanage. He was treated like I was but I think worse. And Dumbledore never tried to help him and was biased against him from the start. Because he was Slytherin's Heir. Dumbledore thought he was evil because he said he could speak to snakes. The creature blood in both of our lines is strong with us. Stronger than it has been with several past generations probably because of our magical level is what he guessed. I didn't know how to control it but he did. He offered to teach me."

"What did he want in return?" Hermione asked sharply.

"He wanted me to learn about his views from himself. He taught me his views on muggles and with the war and a lot of their beliefs aren't so different from my own. Dumbledore has lied about a lot of things. They don't want to annihilate muggles. They want to protect magical children from muggles. They want us to be separate so that we are safe from muggles. They don't want blood supremacy. They know we need to bring in new blood to keep the lines strong. They want equality for creatures. Tom isn't such a bad guy. He just demands total loyalty and respect. He's not afraid to kill for what he wants."

"Harry. He's a monster. He killed your parents."

"On a prophecy that was made up by an old fool who was so power hungry that he turned on his own partner to be viewed as the greatest wizard of our time. Hermione. The prophecy was fake. They never needed to die. Tom didn't want to kill them. He asked them to step aside repeatedly. He told my dad to stand down and he wouldn't. He kept firing deadly curses and Tom had enough and just stunned him. He told my mum to step aside. I hear that whenever dementors are close to us. She didn't. He stunned her. He never killed her. He knew when he cast the killing curse at her or me that it wouldn't work. There's something in our bloodlines that make us immune to them. We have a nearly immortal lifespan because of it. He never killed my mum. He didn't cast the killing curse at my dad. He blew the house apart and when he tried to touch me the old magic that mum had called on caused him to be thrown from his body. He never killed my parents Mione. Somebody else did and blamed him."

"That's not possible. Why would he do that?"

"He didn't know the prophecy was fake then. He tried to come and see what it was that was supposedly powerful about me. He didn't want to kill me. That goes against everything the Dark Order does. We talked and we started to learn that we aren't so different. And he's bloody brilliant. You'd have to talk to him to understand. I think I finally found where I stand in the war. I don't want to fight against you. I'd like for you to come with me."

"Oh harry. Of course we will go with you. You know we are with you. What else are friends for."

"Harry, my dad has wanted to go dark for a long time. They just haven't found out how because of the whole feud with Malfoy."

"What's with that anyway?"

"Back in the 1800, I think, Cassandra Weasley was supposed to marry Alcyoneus Malfoy. She didn't. She fell in love with a muggle man and ran off to marry him. The Malfoy family felt cheated and so they declared a blood feud with the Weasley family. The only thing that could settle the feud was for a Weasley to marry into the Malfoy family."

"Now that's clever. There's no way to settle the feud because of the feud. Neither family would ever marry the other."

"And that's why we still have a feud "

"That's insane. I'll talk to Tom to talk to Lucius. I also want to approach Draco. Maybe he will be willing to accept a friendship."

"This is really happening. You really chose to side with the Dark." Hermione voiced softly

"Mione…there's something going on with the light side. They've lied to us all. There's secrets going on that I don't even know about. Tom doesn't know the extent either. It started back when Grindlewald was in power."

"Grindlewald and Dumbledore?"

"Yes Ron, they both worked together until Dumbledore'a sister got killed. After that Dumbledore turned against Grindlewald. But he didn't kill him. He took his wand and locked him up in that prison he made."

"Numrengaurd." Hermione answered quickly.

"Yes thanks Mione. But at that point Dumbles had something going on. He made himself look powerful when he turned on Grindlewald. Now next to Tom he's one of the most powerful wizards out there. If he had some plan he's in a good position with the people to do it. We just don't know what it is."

"I think we can use this school year to find out. But we will need to be careful. They can't know that we've changed sides in the war. I'll start researching into anything between Grindlewald and Dumbledore. Maybe we can use your new friend to help us research and learn how to keep our true plans hidden."

"I'll make sure to get in touch."

The smile that graced Harry's face told Hermione all she needed to know. She looked at Ron knowingly. That look was the same look Harry had gotten about Ginny and then started to get about Cho last year. They would have their work cut out for them for sure.