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The Darkness That Dreams Are Made Of

The Cataclysm of Apocalypse

Things had mostly gone back to normal. It had been several weeks since then. Harry and Draco now had a private chamber inside the Hogwarts castle. They didn't come out often but for the occasional mealtime, and sometimes Draco would come out to kill someone. It was usually some poor, innocent person who happened to be the first to run into him. No one went out unless they had to especially if Draco was on the prowl. Harry never stopped him either, the rare times Draco killed someone with Harry there, he would laugh. But it had only happened five times so far.

Harry and Draco were no longer. The people who seemed to inhabit Harry and Draco's body were sadistic, twisted and just wrong. They enjoyed hurting and killing people. They liked to see the fear in the eyes of those they encountered. But…sadly it truly was Harry and Draco, lost in their own world of pain and misfortune. They were punishing those who had made them the way they were. Unfortunately that was just about everyone.

As of late the new of what had happened had begun to leak out, with the newspapers now holding "bold" headings such as 'What is happening in the School of Hogwarts?' or 'Reports of Deaths on Hogwarts, Sadistic killers within the walls?' The Witch World Weekly News, a popular bull-shitting tabloid, was the one to finally hit the nail on the head with, 'Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy Lovers Within Hogwarts' then 'Hp/Dm duo killing off students at rapid rate with supernatural powers- Dumbledore helpless to do anything' Of course no one took it seriously.

"Lucius Malfoy…"

"Y-yes, sir…He's here to, to see you…says urgent…"

"Fine, go away."

Draco sat up and threw the glass of wine he had been holding into the fire which flared brilliantly.

It had taken all of two minutes for them to learn how to control and suppress their power. Hence their voices went, semi back to normal. Unless, you got them angry.

Harry put down the book he had been reading and walked up behind Draco who was sitting on the couch in front of the fire. He gently massaged Draco shoulders and smiled softly.

"Don't worry about it Drac."

"Why wouldn't I worry about it?"

"Well for one thing he's still completely clueless as to what's been happening and you do intend to kill him don't you?"

"No, well not right away. I want him to feel every wound he ever inflicted upon me. I want him to leave knowing exactly what he did to me."

"Leave? You're going to let him live?"

"Not necessarily," Draco said twisting around so that he was facing Harry, "I want him to live just long enough to tell us where his master is and then die slowly."

"Voldemort?" Harry asked, slightly surprised.

"We don't want any competition do we? Harry?"

Draco's fingers trailed up Harry's neck, his other hand looping around the other side and pulling Harry down into the couch. Harry gave a small cry of surprise and tumbled into Draco who kissed him soundly.

"Any way Harry, we both have scores to settle with ol' snake eyes."

"Draco, don't you think we should be going. Lucius is waiting."

"Don't say that disgusting name, you're ruining the mood, and anyway he can wait, I have…more important things on my mind."

*Forty-five minutes later*

Harry and Draco paused outside the room the small underling thing had showed them to. Inside a very angry voice was yelling at another voice that sounded like it wished to be anywhere else, well, almost anywhere else.

"Where is my son!? I sent for him almost an hour ago!"

The sounds of something breaking echoed from inside as Draco and Harry pushed the door open and slipped into the room.

"Really Father, must you be so undignified?" Draco drawled, "We have to uphold the family honor, remember?"

Lucius Malfoy spun around, his face a livid red, the small, unlucky first year that had been sent to attend on Lucius cowered in the corner covering his face. A tremor ran through Draco, he used to try and protect himself the same way, it had never worked.

Draco looked at the trembling boy carefully, "You boy, go and check to see that everything is prepared the way I requested it."

A look of relief washed over the boys face as he stumbled to his feet and fled out the door. Draco turned back to watch Lucius once more, who was now looking at Harry with considerable question in his eyes.

"Draco my boy," Lucius said, his eyes swinging over to observe Draco again, "I came bring you back home, your mother wants you to home. She's arranging a small party for family, as today is you eighteenth birthday. It's a very important occasion."

Harry rolled his eyes and sighed. Draco had told him about this. Lucius's eyes narrowed dangerously at Harry.

"Perhaps it would be better if we talked alone Draco. Although I'm not sure exactly as to why you are with the Potter boy to begin with. Some scheme of Dumbledore's no doubt. You wouldn't mind leaving for a moment Potter?"

"Actually," Harry said with a slight smile, "I would."

Lucius's face flickered and his lip curled in distaste.

"Harry, can stay. He already knows everything anyway." Draco again drawled.

Lucius blinked and reached his hand into his robes to grasp his wand, which was no longer there.

"Come," Harry said good naturedly, twirling a long black wand in his fingers, "let's go for a walk. Mr. Malfoy? How about to the Grand Hall?"

Lucius looked at Harry in disbelief then anger and finally the mask snapped back up and he smiled coldly at them.

"Yes, let's go. It's about lunch time and Dumbledore would be eating with everyone else."

"Oh Yes. MR Malfoy, I'm sure he'll help you get your wand back from me."

Harry opened the door and began walking slowly down the hall, enroute to the dining hall, Draco followed close behind, a sickly grin sufficing his face. The dining hall was uncharacteristically silent to Lucius but if had been here before he would have know that it was always like this when Draco and Harry came down. No one was eating and there was only a very light meal set out. Everyone knew that most likely if they did eat they never end up keeping down.

Dumbledore stood in the center of the open area between student and teacher dining tables. His face was pale and drawn, his eyes blank, no cheerful sparkle, no hope. Lucius, however, failed to observe this. He stepped forward with his grace and arrogance waving like a conceited banner.

"Professor Dumbledore, Young Mr. Potter has taken my wand and threatened my life as well. I will have his punished, perhaps even thrown in prison for this. Draco can testify to what I said."

Dumbledore's faded eyes slowly locked onto Draco but other thatn that he made no voice nor action.

Draco smiled slightly, "I have no idea what you're talking about, 'Father'. Harry couldn't have done something like that, he's too perfect."

"Yes…perfect…good boy…" Dumbledore mumbled.

Lucius sputtered for a moment then looked at the two boy and the old man.

"Did you find one?" Draco asked.

"Dumbledore nodded slowly, "Mr. Filch had several of the items you requested, he's bringing them now."

"Very good Dumbledore. You've been such a good boy since that little experiment we did."

"Experiment?" Lucius asked cautiously, still eyeing them warily.

"Yes," Harry purred, "I never liked Dumbledore much so I tried out a little control spell, it lets a person control another by allowing the person the believe that they're doing all under their own will. It was quite effective."

"He's under a spell?" Lucius asked.

"Not anymore, after he killed the little girl we released him. He's been like this ever since. Must be really hard on a person when you think you can do no wrong and suddenly realize you killed a little girl, with your bare hands no doubt."

"Don't look at me like that Harry, I would've just let him do it with his wand and an old fashioned Avada Kadaver but I think deep down he had wanted to do that for a long time. It probably came as a great shock to him, and an even greater shock to Ginny."

"I don't think he'll ever forgive himself."

"Master Draco and Master Harry, we have brought all that you requested."

"Thank you, Filch, Snape."

Snape backed away from the assorted heap he and Filch had carried in, his eyes were blank and clear. Filch had a horrid malicious smile on his lips, he had been the next to join Harry and Draco, he had been the only one who enjoyed the entire experience and often volunteered to help.

Draco knelt down and slowly rummaged through the pile, after a moment he stood and turned back around. In his hand he held a large horrid looking whip with sharp metal shards tied to the end.

"Shall we begin, 'Father'? I have almost thirteen years to pay you back for. That's a lot of pain to go through so we might as well not dally."

"What is the meaning of this?!" Lucius growled.

"Exactly what it looks like." Harry said.

Harry's eyes glittered darkly and he blinked. The chains in the pile leapt to life, snaking out and capturing Lucius's arms and legs. The chains held suspended with no assistance, Lucius's shirt was ripped from him in an instant.

Draco strode forward until he was directly in front of Lucius, "Let the games begin."

Hours had passed, with nothing but endless screaming and painful hiss of the whip to fill the void of silence. Finally the whip ceased its dance and the chains fell to the floor along with Lucius Malfoy.

Draco flicked his hand and Lucius's weak body slowly rose until his feet floated inches above the floor. Even his head had to be supported and if it weren't for Harry he would have blacked out hours ago.

Harry had his wrapped around his arm Proscrit, in his easier to manage travel size. Proscrit uncoiled and with a disdainful hiss struck Lucius, filling him with enough venom to kill twenty men. Lucius whimpered slightly but nothing else.

"Where is Voldemort?" Draco asked calmly, wiping his face of his father's blood.

No response.

"You're going to die anyway, you might as well tell us."

Lucius mumbled something and Harry glanced over at Draco.

"Did you understand that?"

Draco nodded.

"Well I'm glad you did cause I sure didn't."

"Figures. Shall we fetch him?"

"I suppose. How long until you get an exact match to bring his here?"

"Thirty seconds tops, less if you would shut up."

"That's just enough time to tell Mr. Lucius exactly how painfully he's going to die. Ok, so first the venom is going to attack your nervous system and induce incredibly severe pain to the point where it feels like you're being boiled alive. Then it will begin to destroy your vital organs and muscles and it will feel like you are being stabbed over and over again in every single area of your body until your heart finally seizes up into cardiac arrest and you organs fill with fluid and if the heart failure doesn't kill you'll drown in your own fluid as your organs basically begin to turn to mush. Sounds like funny doesn't it? The whole process will take several hours, hope you enjoy it!"

"I've got him."

"Well then, Tom Marvolo Riddle aka Voldemort. Let's see you."

The air shimmered and blackened and suddenly Voldemort was there. Angry and shocked and standing in a pool of Lucius's blood. He looked down and then turned to look up at Lucius who was beginning to convulse. After a moment he turned back and his eyes fell upon Harry and Draco, still holding the blooded whip in his hands.

"Little Dragon, is this your doing?" He hissed.

"Mostly, Harry helped." Draco jabbed a thumb in Harry's direction.

Harry waved cheerfully.

Voldemort said nothing for a moment then, "You have done well, capturing the school and ever the Potter boy. I thought you would end up like your father but you have turned out satisfactory, not flawed like him. I will make you my first if you like, Little Dragon. If you kill Potter."

"Oh no," Draco shook his head, "I think you misunderstood me. I didn't do this for you, we did it. This school is ours and there certainly won't be any Harry killing. In fact the only reason you're here is because- a. Harry wants to kill you, b. I want to kill you, and c. We find you very annoying."

Voldemort gave a horrible broken laugh, really it was disgusting, "You think you two can defeat me?!" He laughed again.

Harry gagged comically and with a twitch of his hand had Voldemort's wand.

"I should start a collection." Harry murmured putting Voldemort wand with Lucius's, Dumbledore's and a few others. He then reached out with one hand until it was flat palm toward Voldemort. Black fire suddenly rippled around his hand as he angled it sideways and slowly began to close it.

Voldemort screamed, his robes were crumpled in and his entire body looked as if it was being compressed, by a giant hand.

Harry's mouth twitched into a smile, "This is for my Mum and Dad you fucking bastard."

His fist closed and Voldemorts screams grew louder, blood seeped from every where, a choking gasp from Voldemort let out a spray of blood and then Voldemort quite moving, his head fell to the floor and his body not far behind.

"No More. There will be no more."

Destiny had failed in her task, thing had gone out of hand and the Lady finally taken notice. The Lady, the god of the wizards, although they knew not her existence she was the one that gave power and took it away. She had taken from Destiny her power and cast her down onto the world to live as a mortal. Fate now took her position until another could be found to take Destiny place.

The Lady shook her head and looked down upon her world, now held motionless. She nodded and then….

There was a tentative knock of the door and a muffled call of, "Is there anyone in there?"

When Draco didn't answer, the door opened to reveal Harry Potter.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know this compartment was occupied," he started before finally recognizing Draco, "Malfoy?" His expression instantly went cold, "Where're are your goons? Or do enjoy fucking yourself better?"

"Get the hell out of my compartment Potter. Now."

"Fine with me, I'd rather eat flober worms than stay in a compartment with you."

Harry turned away and everything was back to normal, just the way it was supposed to be….

The End

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