Dark Horizons
Chapter Five: Breakfast, Lunch, Dumbledore, Sirus, and Hermione
by
Julia Duvall
Author's Note: I'm glad everyone liked Chapter Four. From Now On, each chapter will have a title. Plus Dumbledore will be teaching a class. I wished J.K Rowling would hurry up and write Book Five. I have to read Anne Rice to keep me occupied in the meantime. Voldemort doesn't make an appearance this chapter, but Sirius does, so some interesting things happen.
To anoynomous reviewer: You wanted more, you got it.
To everybody else, thank you for all the kind reviews.
***
Millicent just stared up at him the next morning. He didn't like her. She was so demanding and unwilling to allow him easy access. She made him work. Then she spoke to him. "Hmm, now that wasn't too bad?" She asked him. He had a more enjoyable time with Ginny.
"No. I'm going to breakfast alone, Milly." That was his new nickname for Millicent.
She frowned, but then backed away from him, "Fine." Millicent turned around and he left for breakfast changing into his robes with a little spell.
As he walked down the corridor, he bumped into two Gryffindor's. The Gryffindor's were Ron and Hermione. He simply bumped into them on purpose of course. Anything to get near Hermione. "Hello, Weasley. Hi, Hermione." He said smiling at them.
"Hi, Richard." Hermione said looking sad.
"Hi, Richie." Ron said annoyed.
Richard decided to take some time and torture Weasley a little bit. "Hey, what are you two so glum about?" He wanted to know because it might have been something interesting. He decided to take a piece of Hermione's hair from her coat. Rebecca said that she had a spell, but it needed her hair.
"Potions." Ron frowned.
"Snape hates us Gryffindor's." Hermione said frowning. "He always is picking on us unfairly. Then he take points away from our house." She pouted.
Hermione looked so adorable. He then said, "It's okay. Snape just likes to make everyone work." He told them.
He got back his Muggle Studies essay and it was a D. Richard always had it easy. He was a quick learner, but this course was driving him insane. "Hermione, I need some tutoring in Muggle Studies."
"Oh, no problem. Come see at the library, this afternoon, once classes are done. I'll help you." She said looking into his jade eyes.
He was always told by his father, that his eyes were his best feature. Plus using some dark magic wouldn't hurt. Hermione would be his by any means possible.
***
Sirius Black, came into Professor Albus Dumbledore as a black dog. He had heard the news that his godson was alive.
"Hello, Sirius. I was wondering when you would get here. We have a lot to discuss. Your godson Harry is alive, but there are some complications."
Sirus transformed. "What kind of complications?" He asked.
Albus looked concerned. "I think it's better that you sit down. Harry is no longer called Harry. His name now is Richard Tromvolde. I'm afraid that he's been raised by Voldemort."
Sirus then began to scream, "That fucking bastard. I can't believe that he's had Harry all this time. Does this mean that he's like Voldemort?" He asked his old headmaster.
Dumbledore looked out the window. "Hard to say. Children are always interesting, especially when they become teenagers. Teenagers are like young adults, beginning to question what they know or how they were raised. He has expressed some interest in a young Gryffindor girl." Dumbledore smiled.
"Can I see him? Do you think he'll remember me?" Sirus asked the old wizard.
"I'm afraid that he isn't ready to see you. Voldemort has told him I believe a lot of lies. He has been led to believe that muggles are beneath him, but yet he doesn't hold to that view. His crush on the Granger girl has proven that sometimes a person's inner nature shines through, despite how you were raised."
"Who is the Granger girl? Are you telling me, he could become our ally against Voldemot?" Sirus asked.
"Yes, but I want you to become a pet of his. I want Richard to be safe from Voldemort. Voldemort must be stopped. Richard might become an essential part of our lives."
***
Richard left potions class very disappointed. He had never felt so nervous or had messed up a potion. He got stuck working with Neville, who messed up the potions. Then he muttered to himself, why him. Snape hated him.
He knew that Snape was a death eater. Voldemort didn't like traitors. Snape was one of them. Well Snape would suffer. Potions was not his forte. His forte was dark magic. Dark magic was like heaven to him. Everytime he did a spell, it worked with great efficiency. Causing someone to writhe in pain when someone was mean to him made him feel better.
Now he was off to Professor Dumbledore's class. He hoped that it would be a lot more interesting than Potions. Potions was something that he was never really any good at. Yet, Snape was pushing all of his students harder this year it seemed according to a Gryffindor named Seamus. Seamus said it was because of the dark lord.
When he got there, the sky was beautiful. There were portraits of Wizards that seemed to come alive from past to present. Their was also a portrait of his father, when he was young. He didn't look a thing like his father did when he was his age. This was weird. Oh well, maybe he really was a Potter, and not a Riddle. No, that was impossible.
He decided to sit down next to Hermione, but Ginny sat next to him, which made Draco angry. Draco's face was turning a bright red. "Hi, Richard." She whispered. "I really hope we can be friends." She smiled at him.
Looking at Ginny's face, he smiled at her. "Yeah, sure. Let's try to pay attention to the headmaster." He was intrigued by this man.
The head master came in with a black dog. "Hello, everyone. This is snuffles. One of you will be taking care of him. Snuffles will choose who he wants to be his caretaker." Dumbledore said.
Draco raised his hand, looking disgusted. "Excuse me, headmaster. What is taking care of an animal going to teach us?"
Dumbledore and Draco didn't have a good relationship. All because of Ginny Weasley. "Well, Mr. Malfoy, it teaches you compassion and something else that no book can teach you, responsibility." Dumbledore said looking at him, when he said that.
Snuffles then sat by him. He didn't need a dog, he already had Beryan. His magical snake. This was not good. "Ah sir, why is Snuffles sitting next to me."
Dumbledore smiled. "I see that Snuffles has chosen you, Richard. This is fine. Well speaking of responsibility, let's talk about Wizards and Witches being responsible." He told the class.
Then a discussion began. "Sir, why is the current dark lord so bad? Why does he hurt people? Does he know how responsible he is for all those wizards and muggle deaths?" Neville Longbottom asked.
"Well, Dark Lords are typically amoral. That means they have no morals or soul for that matter. All they care about is domination. They also have a way of persuading people to do what they want."
"How do they manage to accomplish that sir?" Hermione asked.
"Very simple, Miss Granger. They prey on people's frustrations. Some wizards felt that they don't always get the recognition they deserve." He said.
"Dark Lords don't always intend to be evil, do they?" Ron Weasley said.
"No, they don't. They start out as ordinary wizards who don't intend harm, but sometimes, things happen to them that change them for the worst."
"Why is that so important to find out what changed them into evil wizards?" Richard asked, his jade eyes sparkling.
"Well it is important because you don't want to fall into the same traps that they did." Dumbledore said. "Please open up your books of Dark Lords and Dark Witches Page One. Morganna now is an interesting case. She was always trying to get...her hands on the...."
Then the bell rang. Richard was glad. He felt weird after the lesson was over. All of a sudden he felt pain in his forehead. His scar was acting up. This meant his father wanted to speak to him. Now, all he had to was contact his father. Why was he bothering him? He was having a lot of fun here.
Snuffles then licked his hand. "Oh, hi Snuffles. You aren't so bad. My father would never let me have a dog. He was scared that the snakes might strangle it. I have a magical snake here, her name is Beryan. She can turn herself into a cat or dog."
Sirus didn't like this. He knew that his godchild was using dark magic if he liked snakes. This was bad. He had to make sure that his godson learned another path.
****
Everywhere, he went lately, the dog was following him. This was not funny. He had to meet Hermione for his tutorial. "Snuffles, please be good. I have to meet Hermione for some tutoring. You see I really like her. I've always liked her, since the first moment I saw her when I was 14. My father gave me a magic mirror, which shows me everything. All I've ever done is admire and dream about her." He petted Snuffles.
Snuffles just followed him. He wished that his godson was not so obsessed with this girl.
Then he entered the library, and she was there with all the books they would need, plus he had his own books. "Hi, Hermione." He said to the girl.
Snuffles just licked the girl's hand. He could see why she had captured Richard's/no Harry's heart. "Oh, you brought Snuffles with you. He's such a good dog. There's something special about him. I can tell." She told him.
Richard raised his eyebrow. Maybe Snuffles was a good dog. "Well, he's very good. I'm glad that Dumbledore gave me a chance to take care of him. Beryan doesn't like him very much." He told him. His snake ran away whenever the dog was around.
She laughed. "Hmm, reminds me of Scabbers and Crookshanks. Then it turned out that Scabbers was an Anigamus." Hermione told him.
He smiled. "Well, that's interesting. I'm working on becoming an Anigamus myself. I haven't been able to do it myself." This was something that Voldemort was pushing him to do a lot more.
Hermione then laughed. "I've been trying it myself. So far, only my eyes have turned amber. What stage are you at?" She asked him.
"For some weird reason, I think I noticed myself growing red wings. It's weird, but I think my anigamus form, might be a phoenix." He told her.
"Well, that's extraordinary, Richard. I can tell you are going to be a gifted wizard when you grow up. Maybe even more powerful than Dumbledore." She said.
Richard then whispered in her ear, "Lo Mor Ventri. May Ron never be able to control you, Hermione. He doesn't know you. You are like the flower in my dreams. When Ron starts to correct you, you will resent it. Now Oblivate." Richard said, knowing Hermione would forget what was said to her. Lo Mor Ventri, was a dark spell. It meant you are mine. Nothing was going to get in his ways.
The rest of the time, they spent studying for Muggle Studies. He hoped that this would be a good thing.
To Be Continued...
A.N: Frankly, I'm stuck. So please make suggestions as to what you would like to see next chapter. I want to make Richard/Harry even darker and Have Sirus try to show him another way of behaving and believe me Sirus knows what he did. Oh and have Beryan be more protective of Richard. Yet, I'm just stuck. Please help me.
Chapter Five: Breakfast, Lunch, Dumbledore, Sirus, and Hermione
by
Julia Duvall
Author's Note: I'm glad everyone liked Chapter Four. From Now On, each chapter will have a title. Plus Dumbledore will be teaching a class. I wished J.K Rowling would hurry up and write Book Five. I have to read Anne Rice to keep me occupied in the meantime. Voldemort doesn't make an appearance this chapter, but Sirius does, so some interesting things happen.
To anoynomous reviewer: You wanted more, you got it.
To everybody else, thank you for all the kind reviews.
***
Millicent just stared up at him the next morning. He didn't like her. She was so demanding and unwilling to allow him easy access. She made him work. Then she spoke to him. "Hmm, now that wasn't too bad?" She asked him. He had a more enjoyable time with Ginny.
"No. I'm going to breakfast alone, Milly." That was his new nickname for Millicent.
She frowned, but then backed away from him, "Fine." Millicent turned around and he left for breakfast changing into his robes with a little spell.
As he walked down the corridor, he bumped into two Gryffindor's. The Gryffindor's were Ron and Hermione. He simply bumped into them on purpose of course. Anything to get near Hermione. "Hello, Weasley. Hi, Hermione." He said smiling at them.
"Hi, Richard." Hermione said looking sad.
"Hi, Richie." Ron said annoyed.
Richard decided to take some time and torture Weasley a little bit. "Hey, what are you two so glum about?" He wanted to know because it might have been something interesting. He decided to take a piece of Hermione's hair from her coat. Rebecca said that she had a spell, but it needed her hair.
"Potions." Ron frowned.
"Snape hates us Gryffindor's." Hermione said frowning. "He always is picking on us unfairly. Then he take points away from our house." She pouted.
Hermione looked so adorable. He then said, "It's okay. Snape just likes to make everyone work." He told them.
He got back his Muggle Studies essay and it was a D. Richard always had it easy. He was a quick learner, but this course was driving him insane. "Hermione, I need some tutoring in Muggle Studies."
"Oh, no problem. Come see at the library, this afternoon, once classes are done. I'll help you." She said looking into his jade eyes.
He was always told by his father, that his eyes were his best feature. Plus using some dark magic wouldn't hurt. Hermione would be his by any means possible.
***
Sirius Black, came into Professor Albus Dumbledore as a black dog. He had heard the news that his godson was alive.
"Hello, Sirius. I was wondering when you would get here. We have a lot to discuss. Your godson Harry is alive, but there are some complications."
Sirus transformed. "What kind of complications?" He asked.
Albus looked concerned. "I think it's better that you sit down. Harry is no longer called Harry. His name now is Richard Tromvolde. I'm afraid that he's been raised by Voldemort."
Sirus then began to scream, "That fucking bastard. I can't believe that he's had Harry all this time. Does this mean that he's like Voldemort?" He asked his old headmaster.
Dumbledore looked out the window. "Hard to say. Children are always interesting, especially when they become teenagers. Teenagers are like young adults, beginning to question what they know or how they were raised. He has expressed some interest in a young Gryffindor girl." Dumbledore smiled.
"Can I see him? Do you think he'll remember me?" Sirus asked the old wizard.
"I'm afraid that he isn't ready to see you. Voldemort has told him I believe a lot of lies. He has been led to believe that muggles are beneath him, but yet he doesn't hold to that view. His crush on the Granger girl has proven that sometimes a person's inner nature shines through, despite how you were raised."
"Who is the Granger girl? Are you telling me, he could become our ally against Voldemot?" Sirus asked.
"Yes, but I want you to become a pet of his. I want Richard to be safe from Voldemort. Voldemort must be stopped. Richard might become an essential part of our lives."
***
Richard left potions class very disappointed. He had never felt so nervous or had messed up a potion. He got stuck working with Neville, who messed up the potions. Then he muttered to himself, why him. Snape hated him.
He knew that Snape was a death eater. Voldemort didn't like traitors. Snape was one of them. Well Snape would suffer. Potions was not his forte. His forte was dark magic. Dark magic was like heaven to him. Everytime he did a spell, it worked with great efficiency. Causing someone to writhe in pain when someone was mean to him made him feel better.
Now he was off to Professor Dumbledore's class. He hoped that it would be a lot more interesting than Potions. Potions was something that he was never really any good at. Yet, Snape was pushing all of his students harder this year it seemed according to a Gryffindor named Seamus. Seamus said it was because of the dark lord.
When he got there, the sky was beautiful. There were portraits of Wizards that seemed to come alive from past to present. Their was also a portrait of his father, when he was young. He didn't look a thing like his father did when he was his age. This was weird. Oh well, maybe he really was a Potter, and not a Riddle. No, that was impossible.
He decided to sit down next to Hermione, but Ginny sat next to him, which made Draco angry. Draco's face was turning a bright red. "Hi, Richard." She whispered. "I really hope we can be friends." She smiled at him.
Looking at Ginny's face, he smiled at her. "Yeah, sure. Let's try to pay attention to the headmaster." He was intrigued by this man.
The head master came in with a black dog. "Hello, everyone. This is snuffles. One of you will be taking care of him. Snuffles will choose who he wants to be his caretaker." Dumbledore said.
Draco raised his hand, looking disgusted. "Excuse me, headmaster. What is taking care of an animal going to teach us?"
Dumbledore and Draco didn't have a good relationship. All because of Ginny Weasley. "Well, Mr. Malfoy, it teaches you compassion and something else that no book can teach you, responsibility." Dumbledore said looking at him, when he said that.
Snuffles then sat by him. He didn't need a dog, he already had Beryan. His magical snake. This was not good. "Ah sir, why is Snuffles sitting next to me."
Dumbledore smiled. "I see that Snuffles has chosen you, Richard. This is fine. Well speaking of responsibility, let's talk about Wizards and Witches being responsible." He told the class.
Then a discussion began. "Sir, why is the current dark lord so bad? Why does he hurt people? Does he know how responsible he is for all those wizards and muggle deaths?" Neville Longbottom asked.
"Well, Dark Lords are typically amoral. That means they have no morals or soul for that matter. All they care about is domination. They also have a way of persuading people to do what they want."
"How do they manage to accomplish that sir?" Hermione asked.
"Very simple, Miss Granger. They prey on people's frustrations. Some wizards felt that they don't always get the recognition they deserve." He said.
"Dark Lords don't always intend to be evil, do they?" Ron Weasley said.
"No, they don't. They start out as ordinary wizards who don't intend harm, but sometimes, things happen to them that change them for the worst."
"Why is that so important to find out what changed them into evil wizards?" Richard asked, his jade eyes sparkling.
"Well it is important because you don't want to fall into the same traps that they did." Dumbledore said. "Please open up your books of Dark Lords and Dark Witches Page One. Morganna now is an interesting case. She was always trying to get...her hands on the...."
Then the bell rang. Richard was glad. He felt weird after the lesson was over. All of a sudden he felt pain in his forehead. His scar was acting up. This meant his father wanted to speak to him. Now, all he had to was contact his father. Why was he bothering him? He was having a lot of fun here.
Snuffles then licked his hand. "Oh, hi Snuffles. You aren't so bad. My father would never let me have a dog. He was scared that the snakes might strangle it. I have a magical snake here, her name is Beryan. She can turn herself into a cat or dog."
Sirus didn't like this. He knew that his godchild was using dark magic if he liked snakes. This was bad. He had to make sure that his godson learned another path.
****
Everywhere, he went lately, the dog was following him. This was not funny. He had to meet Hermione for his tutorial. "Snuffles, please be good. I have to meet Hermione for some tutoring. You see I really like her. I've always liked her, since the first moment I saw her when I was 14. My father gave me a magic mirror, which shows me everything. All I've ever done is admire and dream about her." He petted Snuffles.
Snuffles just followed him. He wished that his godson was not so obsessed with this girl.
Then he entered the library, and she was there with all the books they would need, plus he had his own books. "Hi, Hermione." He said to the girl.
Snuffles just licked the girl's hand. He could see why she had captured Richard's/no Harry's heart. "Oh, you brought Snuffles with you. He's such a good dog. There's something special about him. I can tell." She told him.
Richard raised his eyebrow. Maybe Snuffles was a good dog. "Well, he's very good. I'm glad that Dumbledore gave me a chance to take care of him. Beryan doesn't like him very much." He told him. His snake ran away whenever the dog was around.
She laughed. "Hmm, reminds me of Scabbers and Crookshanks. Then it turned out that Scabbers was an Anigamus." Hermione told him.
He smiled. "Well, that's interesting. I'm working on becoming an Anigamus myself. I haven't been able to do it myself." This was something that Voldemort was pushing him to do a lot more.
Hermione then laughed. "I've been trying it myself. So far, only my eyes have turned amber. What stage are you at?" She asked him.
"For some weird reason, I think I noticed myself growing red wings. It's weird, but I think my anigamus form, might be a phoenix." He told her.
"Well, that's extraordinary, Richard. I can tell you are going to be a gifted wizard when you grow up. Maybe even more powerful than Dumbledore." She said.
Richard then whispered in her ear, "Lo Mor Ventri. May Ron never be able to control you, Hermione. He doesn't know you. You are like the flower in my dreams. When Ron starts to correct you, you will resent it. Now Oblivate." Richard said, knowing Hermione would forget what was said to her. Lo Mor Ventri, was a dark spell. It meant you are mine. Nothing was going to get in his ways.
The rest of the time, they spent studying for Muggle Studies. He hoped that this would be a good thing.
To Be Continued...
A.N: Frankly, I'm stuck. So please make suggestions as to what you would like to see next chapter. I want to make Richard/Harry even darker and Have Sirus try to show him another way of behaving and believe me Sirus knows what he did. Oh and have Beryan be more protective of Richard. Yet, I'm just stuck. Please help me.