" So. Potter has joined to Light, has he?"
"Y- yes. my master, there was nothing we could do-"
"Silence! You have failed me. Crucio!"
Screams pierced the night air. "Please, Please, Master."
Voldemort withdrew his wand. "I think. it is time we reminding the world of my presence, is it not, Wormtail?"
"Yes, yes my master, you are wise, master."
"Yes, indeed, they will no longer think of me as some mere copy! Yes, I, Lord Voldemort shall take my rightful place of ruler of the wizarding world."
~~
Aiden and Draco were sitting at one of the tables in the library, Harry practicing controlling his double. He learned that he could feel every thing Fake Harry felt, even the smallest touch of the wind.
Draco cleared his throat. He was hoping to stay with his godfather, now that there was no returning to Malfoy Manor. He preferred to make peace with Severus' other guest first though.
"Aiden."
Aiden hummed.
"I was thinking.I'm not going to cry and beg for your forgiveness, but I want to say that I am truly sorry for what happen to you. I should have been a better spy, it was my job to find out information like that, and I failed. As well as that, I regret the way we. interacted. the years we were in school together. I've grown up a lot, and I realize now that you're not the person I thought you were, and you were right about me. I was a conceited git."
Aiden started to interrupt, but Draco waved him off.
"I thought that maybe we could put our past differences aside and start over."
Aiden looked at his old school rival thoughtfully. Could he forgive him? Given, he hadn't exactly betrayed him, after all, for one to betray someone, they had to be trusted in the first place. And Aiden had never remotely trusted Draco. Besides, he would need someone to talk to, and he had a feeling that he would finally be able to trust Draco.
"All right. Peace?" Harry hesitantly extended his hand.
Draco was shocked. He hadn't expected Aiden to agree so quickly. He slowly reached to meet Harry's hand. "You may need a little help choosing your friends, but I don't claim to be able to help you there this time."
Aiden smiled, remembering their first meeting. " Well just have to find the 'right sort' together then, hmm?"
Draco smirked. "It is doubtful that we shall ever find anyone quite in our class. But we can try."
"As emotionally stimulating as it is to watch this joyous meeting, it is time for the little.act."
Aiden sighed. He wouldn't lie, he was quite nervous. What they were about to do would seal his guilt in the eyes of the wizarding world. He squeezed his eyes shut, steeling himself.
"I'm ready."
Harry stood in the Room of Requirement. The walls, floor, and ceiling were jet black. Not a shred of light, so he could have absolute concentration. Draco sat in the corners behind him, silent as death.
Fudge stood up facing the crowd and cleared his throat. Dumbledore sat beside him, chewing on a lemon drop. A fat, horribly stretched looking woman in pink sat one his other side. She clanged her glass, and the audience slowly gave the Minister their undivided attention.
"Yes, yes, thank you. Now. I am sure you all know of the escape of the convicted murderer, Harry Potter. For years now, we have been trying to piece together the identity of the new Dark Lord. I think now the evidence is all adding up. When Potter killed He Who Must Not Be Named, he was obviously given control of the minions of.you know. When the boy died in Potters 4th year, It is quite obvious that Potter killed Diggory, and completed taking control of the group You Know Who called his Death Eaters. Here, Fudge shot a dirty look at Severus, who was standing by one of the side doors. Severus treated him to one of his infamous glares.
Fudge nervously coughed, and went on. "Yes, the evidence has all been taken into account. The Boy who was once our Saviour, is the new Dark Lord."
This was Aiden's cue. He was just about to send in the Fake Harry when from the back of the room, there was the sound of someone clapping. " Oh- splendid. You are bigger fools than I thought!"
Dumbledore stiffened and stood. "Tom."
"You mean to tell me that you did not tell them? How good of you to save to surprise for me!"
Aidens' mind was reeling. He truly had no idea what to do. If he were to make Harry fight Voldemort, it would prove nothing. Most likely, Fudge would just say he was fighting for control of the Wizarding World. He sighed and decided to wait to see what Riddle had planned.
Fudge was floored. Just like that, the 'dead' Dark Lord had appeared with no less than 150 Death Eaters. He slid his hand under the table and squeezed a small crystal, magically alerting the Aurors of trouble. They would arrive in mere minutes.
"Yes, my plan did go along splendidly, wouldn't you say so, Dumbledore? You are all fools. You honestly think your precious Boy Who Lived would turn against you? Turn to the very thing that ruined his life? Kill one of the only people that cared for him, not a mark on his head? You see, one of the many reasons I'm going to do this. You are fools, FOOLS all of you. Mixing our race, turning on your own." He laughed evilly. "Yes, your precious Potter is innocent. He has refused my offers, and he shall die, just like you."
Aiden shuttered, Riddle seemed to know him better than the rest of the world. But that is what made him a formidable opponent. At least he had given him a change to prove Harry's innocence.
Dumbledore finally spoke. "No one shall be dying, Tom." He spoke quietly, but still radiating power. "You can not win."
"Oh, but I shall. I grow weary of this game we play, Albus. Look at them, they are pathetic, how can you defend them? They have no one to hide behind now. They want to go crawling back to their Golden Boy. Too bad it's too late."
"Not quite." Aiden made his move, revealing Harry Potter.
"Ah, Mr. Potter. I should have known you would not miss this chance to redeem yourself."
Aiden made Harry laugh in Riddles face, getting a bit of satisfaction out of defying Voldemort publicly and knowing he would live.
"So kind of you to give me the opportunity Tom. Perhaps someday I can return the favor."
" Enough of these pleasantries. He raised his wand, and the Death Eaters did the same, just as the Aurors appeared, and all hell broke loose.
Sweat poured down Aidens' face as Harry fought. He was being cruelly held under the Cruciatus Curse, Voldemort standing above him, laughing. Gritting his teeth, he threw it off, Voldemorts face showing shock.
"So, you've managed to beat all three Unforgivables, eh, Potter? Impressive, I must say. You would make quite a nice heir. We could rule together."
"Fuck that. I'll never join you. Avada Kedavra!!"
The green light sped towards Voldemort, hitting him full in the face. Nothing happen.
Voldemort laughed. "Oh honestly, Potter, you really think that would work on me? I am much smarter than you credit me for. Avada Kedavra!"
The green lightning sped towards Harry, who took it head on.
Aiden fell to his knees, pain like no other coursing through his body. It was all Draco could do not to run to his new found friend.
Harry glowed for a moment, and fell to the ground. Voldemort looked down at the fallen man, and faced Dumbledore.
"Your cause is lost, old man! I have already won! Why don't you give up?!"
"Ill never give up, Tom, just as you will never win."
Severus came to Dumbledores' side, still in shock from seeing the boy he had taught in class so many years ago, so like his father, fall down dead, even if he knew it was not real. He glanced at Albus, who nodded. The rest of the Order gathered around, and simultaneously sent white jets of light at the Dark Lord.
Riddle screamed as the beams hit him. He called his Death Eaters to him, and with many loud pops, they were gone, leaving bloody chaos and screams of pain behind them.
"Y- yes. my master, there was nothing we could do-"
"Silence! You have failed me. Crucio!"
Screams pierced the night air. "Please, Please, Master."
Voldemort withdrew his wand. "I think. it is time we reminding the world of my presence, is it not, Wormtail?"
"Yes, yes my master, you are wise, master."
"Yes, indeed, they will no longer think of me as some mere copy! Yes, I, Lord Voldemort shall take my rightful place of ruler of the wizarding world."
~~
Aiden and Draco were sitting at one of the tables in the library, Harry practicing controlling his double. He learned that he could feel every thing Fake Harry felt, even the smallest touch of the wind.
Draco cleared his throat. He was hoping to stay with his godfather, now that there was no returning to Malfoy Manor. He preferred to make peace with Severus' other guest first though.
"Aiden."
Aiden hummed.
"I was thinking.I'm not going to cry and beg for your forgiveness, but I want to say that I am truly sorry for what happen to you. I should have been a better spy, it was my job to find out information like that, and I failed. As well as that, I regret the way we. interacted. the years we were in school together. I've grown up a lot, and I realize now that you're not the person I thought you were, and you were right about me. I was a conceited git."
Aiden started to interrupt, but Draco waved him off.
"I thought that maybe we could put our past differences aside and start over."
Aiden looked at his old school rival thoughtfully. Could he forgive him? Given, he hadn't exactly betrayed him, after all, for one to betray someone, they had to be trusted in the first place. And Aiden had never remotely trusted Draco. Besides, he would need someone to talk to, and he had a feeling that he would finally be able to trust Draco.
"All right. Peace?" Harry hesitantly extended his hand.
Draco was shocked. He hadn't expected Aiden to agree so quickly. He slowly reached to meet Harry's hand. "You may need a little help choosing your friends, but I don't claim to be able to help you there this time."
Aiden smiled, remembering their first meeting. " Well just have to find the 'right sort' together then, hmm?"
Draco smirked. "It is doubtful that we shall ever find anyone quite in our class. But we can try."
"As emotionally stimulating as it is to watch this joyous meeting, it is time for the little.act."
Aiden sighed. He wouldn't lie, he was quite nervous. What they were about to do would seal his guilt in the eyes of the wizarding world. He squeezed his eyes shut, steeling himself.
"I'm ready."
Harry stood in the Room of Requirement. The walls, floor, and ceiling were jet black. Not a shred of light, so he could have absolute concentration. Draco sat in the corners behind him, silent as death.
Fudge stood up facing the crowd and cleared his throat. Dumbledore sat beside him, chewing on a lemon drop. A fat, horribly stretched looking woman in pink sat one his other side. She clanged her glass, and the audience slowly gave the Minister their undivided attention.
"Yes, yes, thank you. Now. I am sure you all know of the escape of the convicted murderer, Harry Potter. For years now, we have been trying to piece together the identity of the new Dark Lord. I think now the evidence is all adding up. When Potter killed He Who Must Not Be Named, he was obviously given control of the minions of.you know. When the boy died in Potters 4th year, It is quite obvious that Potter killed Diggory, and completed taking control of the group You Know Who called his Death Eaters. Here, Fudge shot a dirty look at Severus, who was standing by one of the side doors. Severus treated him to one of his infamous glares.
Fudge nervously coughed, and went on. "Yes, the evidence has all been taken into account. The Boy who was once our Saviour, is the new Dark Lord."
This was Aiden's cue. He was just about to send in the Fake Harry when from the back of the room, there was the sound of someone clapping. " Oh- splendid. You are bigger fools than I thought!"
Dumbledore stiffened and stood. "Tom."
"You mean to tell me that you did not tell them? How good of you to save to surprise for me!"
Aidens' mind was reeling. He truly had no idea what to do. If he were to make Harry fight Voldemort, it would prove nothing. Most likely, Fudge would just say he was fighting for control of the Wizarding World. He sighed and decided to wait to see what Riddle had planned.
Fudge was floored. Just like that, the 'dead' Dark Lord had appeared with no less than 150 Death Eaters. He slid his hand under the table and squeezed a small crystal, magically alerting the Aurors of trouble. They would arrive in mere minutes.
"Yes, my plan did go along splendidly, wouldn't you say so, Dumbledore? You are all fools. You honestly think your precious Boy Who Lived would turn against you? Turn to the very thing that ruined his life? Kill one of the only people that cared for him, not a mark on his head? You see, one of the many reasons I'm going to do this. You are fools, FOOLS all of you. Mixing our race, turning on your own." He laughed evilly. "Yes, your precious Potter is innocent. He has refused my offers, and he shall die, just like you."
Aiden shuttered, Riddle seemed to know him better than the rest of the world. But that is what made him a formidable opponent. At least he had given him a change to prove Harry's innocence.
Dumbledore finally spoke. "No one shall be dying, Tom." He spoke quietly, but still radiating power. "You can not win."
"Oh, but I shall. I grow weary of this game we play, Albus. Look at them, they are pathetic, how can you defend them? They have no one to hide behind now. They want to go crawling back to their Golden Boy. Too bad it's too late."
"Not quite." Aiden made his move, revealing Harry Potter.
"Ah, Mr. Potter. I should have known you would not miss this chance to redeem yourself."
Aiden made Harry laugh in Riddles face, getting a bit of satisfaction out of defying Voldemort publicly and knowing he would live.
"So kind of you to give me the opportunity Tom. Perhaps someday I can return the favor."
" Enough of these pleasantries. He raised his wand, and the Death Eaters did the same, just as the Aurors appeared, and all hell broke loose.
Sweat poured down Aidens' face as Harry fought. He was being cruelly held under the Cruciatus Curse, Voldemort standing above him, laughing. Gritting his teeth, he threw it off, Voldemorts face showing shock.
"So, you've managed to beat all three Unforgivables, eh, Potter? Impressive, I must say. You would make quite a nice heir. We could rule together."
"Fuck that. I'll never join you. Avada Kedavra!!"
The green light sped towards Voldemort, hitting him full in the face. Nothing happen.
Voldemort laughed. "Oh honestly, Potter, you really think that would work on me? I am much smarter than you credit me for. Avada Kedavra!"
The green lightning sped towards Harry, who took it head on.
Aiden fell to his knees, pain like no other coursing through his body. It was all Draco could do not to run to his new found friend.
Harry glowed for a moment, and fell to the ground. Voldemort looked down at the fallen man, and faced Dumbledore.
"Your cause is lost, old man! I have already won! Why don't you give up?!"
"Ill never give up, Tom, just as you will never win."
Severus came to Dumbledores' side, still in shock from seeing the boy he had taught in class so many years ago, so like his father, fall down dead, even if he knew it was not real. He glanced at Albus, who nodded. The rest of the Order gathered around, and simultaneously sent white jets of light at the Dark Lord.
Riddle screamed as the beams hit him. He called his Death Eaters to him, and with many loud pops, they were gone, leaving bloody chaos and screams of pain behind them.