A/N I am desperately trying to put as many chapters up as possible to make up for the time I have been away!
ADJ = good, always great to hear from new reviewers, I hope you enjoy this chapter, as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. (oops I keep forgetting to put this in!)
When The Worst Is Coming
Chapter Twelve
The Deaths
Harry walked briskly along the beach trying to block out the real Harry's voice, which was echoing around his head annoyingly.
"I can't believe you just did that, of all the stupid things to do…they will think I am dark now…you just can't take me over and change me into some dark wizard you kno-"
"I just did," the fake Harry responded coolly.
"Well, just you wait till my Godfather come after you, which he will, he'll kill you."
"Don't you mean us?" fake Harry replied as he slipped his shirt off despite the cool breeze, now everyone knew he was evil he might as well show off the tattoo he got to symbolise it, after all the fake Harry had gone through a lot just to get it done.
"Shit, well then we're both dead, and I suppose that makes you happy."
"Yes it does mildly amuse me I must say, most of all is that if you die then I will not, I will just return to my real body."
"This just gets better and better look, there is no way I am going to make it now, you might as well tell me who you are."
"You must be even more naïve than even Dumbledore believes you to be if you really expected me to answer that question." The fake Harry snapped back.
The real Harry didn't even bother to ask where they were going, after his last retort he felt sure he would not get any answers out of the evil being which was in full control of his body.
Once Harry got near to the centre of town, people would pass him by and say things like "hello" or "good day" Harry growled at the first person to do this, but quickly got tired of how happy they seemed to be so he resorted to shouting things like "Get lost ugly." Or "I'll break your neck if you glance back at me."
He noticed many of them staring at the tattoo on his back, when they did this he would start laughing in a sinister manner, the real Harry found this very disturbing.
After around ten minutes of walking they arrived outside Clara, Simone's mothers house, he knew it was this because of the description Simone had given to Harry.
After knocking on the door Clara answered.
Clara smiled upon seeing Harry her eyes sparkling, "Harry dear, you really do not look very well, are you okay?" Harry noticed that Clara's expression did not quite match her words.
"Yes, I am quite tired that's all," fake Harry lied easily.
"Oh dear, well you are welcome to stay here as long as you like, in fact I insist," She replied flicking her long black hair over a shoulder in a persuasive manner.
"Thank you Clara,"
"Sure now come in, Simone's room is the first on the right, oh and Harry…"
"Yes," he said turning around
"What an interesting tattoo," Clara smiled glancing at his back whilst closing the door.
Harry didn't even answer he just turned towards Simone's room a Malfoyish smirk on his face.
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As soon as Harry had entered Simone's room Clara Apparated to her master's lair, once there she pointed her wand at herself and then her Muggle clothing turned into death eater robes, she then walked through a large archway into the main chamber where a death eater guarded a huge door.
"What do you want?" the death eater sneered
"I wish to speak to our master," Clara said calmly
"Unfortunately, he does not want to talk to anyone at the moment, you will have to wait."
"Ha, and since when did I listen to scum like you?" Clara said as she pulled a dagger out of her pocket then stabbed it hard into the death eaters stomach, she smiled as he recoiled in pain, and watched him fall to the floor in agony, blood spilling onto the dusty floor.
Clara then pocketed the dripping dagger and with surprising ease pushed open the large door.
"Shadow," Voldemort stated as he spotted her closing the large door behind her.
"My lord," Clara bowed before the dark wizard. "I have some good news."
"Continue."
"Potter is currently at my house."
Voldemort smiled in a sinister way at this revolution. "Watch him, and when he tries to leave, then you can capture him and take him to me. I would like a word with the boy," Voldemort hissed.
"As you wish my lord."
Clara then changed into her Animagus form, a black raven and flew out of the chamber.
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Harry and Simone spent the rest of the day going through nearly every dark spell in the library which was full with all of Clara's books, the two seemed oblivious to the fact that a large black raven was watching The-boy-that-lived from a palm tree just outside the window, waiting till he wanted to leave.
Unfortunately she got sick of waiting, so she decided to fly back to her master and ask if she could take him early to him.
This turned out to be a big mistake for Clara, because by the time she had returned, Harry had gone. The dark lord was_not_going to be happy.
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Harry walked and walked not really sure where he was going, which irritated the hell out of the real Harry, he was desperate to go and see his Godfather and Remus and apologise for the way the fake Harry had talked to them, but alas he had now lost hope of ever being in control of his body again, he just hoped that the fake Harry wouldn't do anything stupid in his name.
He realised later he had just Jinxed himself thinking that.
As Harry walked along a group of three teenagers walked past him and he heard one of them shout back "Nice tattoo goth boy."
Harry swirled around on one heel and growled back "What did you say?"
"Don't do this," the real Harry said to fake Harry, he was completely ignored.
The boy turned around "Sorry are you too stupid to understand? I said nice tattoo goth boy, what are you going to do about it?" His friends laughed.
Harry did not reply but instead he summoned as much dark magic as he could. This was something he was practicing whilst at Simones house. The real Harry felt the magic build within him, he willed it to stop, he shouted as loud as he could, but no one ever heard.
"Ha, I didn't think so," The boy said as he and his friends started to turn around.
But unfortunately the fake Harry would not stand for that, not at all.
All of a sudden the was a large explosion of light, so bright it was enough to blind any ordinary person, the real Harry felt the rush of energy leave him leaving behind exhaustion, he fell into another coughing fit. Once he had stopped he looked up to find the three boys lying motionless on the beach, a cloud of sand was still hanging around them.
This pushed the real Harry to his limits and he finally managed to break free of the potions restraints held on him, he was momentarily free, he stumbled forwards he had almost forgotten how to move. First of all he ran to the boys and he felt their pulses, Harry was shaking all over, preying they weren't gone.
But alas all three boys were dead.
"Oh god no," he said trembling as single tear fell down his cheek.
Then he felt the potion come back, so powerful it nearly knocked him off his feet, all of a sudden he was not in control anymore and the real Harry was suppressed once again.
"How the hell did you do that, potter?" the fake Harry now in charge snapped.
The real Harry ignored the question, instead he just stated. "You killed them."
"So, they had it coming, anyway you did it."
"What? No you did it."
"Well yes I know that and you know that, but the ministry won't, no one will believe that. Harry potter you are evil because I am evil and I can make you do whatever I please."
Then all of a sudden the world went black; Harry thought he heard the stunning spell muttered as he fell to the ground, engulfed in darkness.
A/N I really want to know what you all think will happen next, also who do you think is the person in control of Harry's body? Review…
