Chapter Two

Harry appeared in a room of stone, a dungeon. He looked around to see a large group of people. They were all clad in pitch black robes and white masks to cover their sneering faces. Deatheaters. Just his luck, he had to appear during a death eater meeting....this would make it MUCH more painful to die! The crowd of lackeys parted and Lord Voldemort came into view.

He looked, if possible, uglier than before! His skin was deathly pale and he was bald. No lips could be seen but there was a hole where his mouth SHOULD be. He was tall and skinny, wearing expensive, green velvet robes that were so dark they looked almost black. But the worst thing about him was his eyes.

The bright crimson eyes glared at him with undying hatred. The glare was as deadly as a basilisk's amber gaze. Harry watched in fascination as the red eyes widened.

"You are a fool to come here, boy." Voldemort hissed. "You have signed your own death warrant."

Harry smiled, bravely. It was hard to convince himself that it wasn't really HIM there. He heard through his clone's ears, smelt through its nose, felt through its touch and saw through his clone's emerald eyes. "I want to settle this. As you know, it is you or me. I, Harry James Potter, challenge you, Tom Marvolo Riddle, to a wizarding duel that will end only in death."

If possible, Voldemort's glared increased but an evil grin appeared also. "The average Gryffindor, SO brave but SO foolish. I accept your challenge." Voldemort turned to his death eaters. "Leave us!" They started to leave when he yelled once more. "Malfoy, Pettigrew, Snape and Weasley...STAY!" Four figures stayed behind. "

Harry flared at his nemesis. "I challenged YOU, not you AND your Deatheaters."

Voldemort smiled evilly again. "Yes, and I accepted that. But I can't deny my most loyal Deatheaters the chance to watch the show. Weasley, come say goodbye to your 'friend'."

One of the figures stepped forward and pulled down his hood. Ron! Harry felt betrayal overcome him.

"R...RON?!"

Ron smiled evilly. "Yes. I am a deatheater, and I enjoy it too. My family is poor because my dad is unambitious and cares only about his mudblood and muggles and you are always treated so much more important than me when I am JUST as good as you. In my opinion, you deserve to die. And I am thrilled to be here to see it."

"But...you are my best friend."

"No, I am not. As of now...I am one of your worst enemies. Enjoy the pain and torture." Ron stepped back with a final sneer and Harry hardened his resolve.

Harry nodded. "Let's get this over with fast."

Voldemort smirked as he drew his wand. "I was actually planning on killing you very, very slowly, not sparing a moment of pain."

"Do your worst!" Harry yelled as he got into his first striking stance.

"I will." Voldemort said, getting into a similar position. "CRUCIO!"

Harry didn't try to dodge, the sooner this was over with...the better. He fell to his knees as pain rushed through his body in large, excruciating waves, but he didn't cry out. Voldemort lifted the curse and Harry rolled over. He yelled "Impedimenta" but Voldemort dodged it.

Voldemort aimed his wand and screamed, "EXPELLIARMUS!" Harry's wand flew out of his hand and into his enemy's. Harry stood still. He kept chanting to himself. "It will be over soon. Soon, just few more minutes."

"Potter, you have a choice." Voldemort said. "Join me....or die."

"Kill me now." Harry said, bravely. After all, he wouldn't REALLY die.

Voldemort scowled. "As you wish! CRUCIO!" Then the torture began. Harry was beaten by hand, magic, and sliced by knives. He was beat beyond recognition. Bones snapped, blood flowed and muscles were torn viciously apart. After an hour, Harry was completely numb to the pain, praying to die before it came back.

Voldemort looked down at him. "It has been great knowing you. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Harry watched in fascination as the deadly, green light flew at him. He screamed as it burst into his chest. It was worse than an infinity of Cruciatus Curses, and it was all trapped in a single second. Harry was sure that if he had felt it more one more minute he would have gone insane, clone or not. Then, just as suddenly as it began, it ended.

Harry looked down at the body of his clone, dead. Then he started to fade into non-existence, leaving the body behind.

Voldemort looked down at the body of his nemesis, or...his former nemesis. He smiled cruelly. He turned and looked at his servants. "And so ends the Potter bloodline. Harry Potter is dead. Snape, take his body to Hogwarts and say you found it by the lake."

One of the robes figured stepped forward. "Thank you, master. It shall be done at once." It was said emotionlessly. But if you had looked under the mask of Severus Snape you would not see indifference. You would see tears running down an unusually pale face. Snape lifted the corpse into his arms gently and apparated away.

"That proves it. He lifted the body as if it was his most prized possession." Snape looked at Lucius. "Lucius follow him to Hogwarts. After his meeting with the headmaster I want you to kill him. We shall prove that not even Hogwarts is secure enough to keep me and my men out. Go now!"

The figure of Peter Pettigrew stepped forward. "WHY?!"

Voldemort aimed his wand. "CRUCIO!" Wormtail fell to the ground. "Because he is a traitor, a SPY! Lucius do NOT fail me, or you will meet a similar fate." Lucius nodded and apparated away.

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Harry woke up in pain. He looked around and saw that his head was in Sirius's lap and his and the headmaster were looking at him with concern. "Ron...he's a..."

Albus nodded. "I had suspected." He then stood up with a jerk. "Snape is coming." He aimed his wand at Harry and muttered a spell. Harry felt a tingle pass through him. Albus then aimed it at Sirius and muttered again. A second later Sirius didn't look like himself. He was blonde haired with blue eyes. Sirius was looking at him strangely. "You...you look like an assassin or something. Harry laughed. "And you look like Gilderoy Lockhart." Sirius just looked at him confused. The door then burst open and Severus walked inside with Harry Potter's body in his arms. His mask was gone but there were no signs of tears.

Severus sunk into a chair, not noticing the teenagers behind him. "He....he's dead. He came to the meeting and Voldemort killed him." He was cradling the body in his lap. "I...I couldn't help him...I made a promise to Lily and I couldn't protect him! The ONE thing I had promised and I couldn't even protect him." As Snape's speech had went on it grew lower and lower, the other three occupants could barely hear his voice at the end.

Albus nodded. "Very well. He will have a funeral in three days."

Severus stood up. "YOUR BOY IS DEAD! HARRY IS DEAD! WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE EVERYTHING IS OKAY?!"

Albus smiled. "Because...he is in a better place now. The war is not over yet! He will be happier with his parents and...Sirius."

The door opened again and Lucius entered. Harry didn't even think before plowing him to the ground from him corner. He started punching Lucius and Lucius was fighting back just as hard. "PETRIFICUS!"

Harry froze and the headmaster lowered his wand. "My boy, you do not understand!"

Harry screeched as he saw Lucius push him off and stand up. "Yes, I do! He is here to kill SNAPE! HE KNOWS THAT SNAPE IS A SPY!"

Albus nodded. "You are right, he DOES know Snape is a spy. That is because he is one also!"

Lucius cleared his throat. "Albus, could you PLEASE tell me what is going on here? Why did this menace attack me and how does he know that information?!"

Albus sighed. "Boys, I guess we will have to tell them. Just let me explain." Lucius, Severus, and the teenage Lockhart sat down.

Albus chuckled and took the spell off the "menace" and sat down also, right between Snape and Lucius.

"Okay. Lucius and Severus are BOTH spies for me. Lucius and Severus, these are two of my more...silent...order members. Their families were both killed and they are now orphans, seeking refuge at Hogwarts to finish their schooling."

Lucius snorted. "That STILL doesn't answer my question. How did they get that information?!"

Albus nodded. "Your...menace...is actually a seer. A very good one. He didn't have time to tell me what he saw though because Severus came in. Would you care to tell me now?"

"Of course. I saw M...Mr. Potter be killed after Ron Weasley betrayed him. I then saw Snape pick Potter up and after he left Voldemort ordered his assassination. Lucius is supposed to kill Snape."

Albus nodded sullenly. "Okay. Well...there is a solution. Since Lucius clearly wouldn't want to kill Severus we will have to make a false corpse. Lucius will then let it be 'discovered' and he will 'get away'. Then, because we need to keep the three of you hidden, Severus you will take on the new opened potions position and your two sons will move here also. I will let you have Head of Slytherin also."

Sirius snorted. "Like I would be in Slytherin though. What do we do about that?" He REALLY didn't like Snivellus and DIDN'T want to pose as his son! That would be disgusting!

Albus nodded. "Well...I can get the hat to put you in Slytherin, although I think you would go there anyway."

Severus and Lucius looked at the boys and Lucius spoke carefully. "What are our younger companion's names?"

Albus shook his head. "I am sorry, I can't release that. It is too dangerous. But...Severus...you may name them. We will also give you a well known name, then they will have some...influence...in Slytherin and fit in better. Lucius, do you have any ideas as to names?"

Lucius smiled. He loved having input in Slytherin matters. "Eltanin. The Eltanin family is basically royalty in Italy. They have a lot of family members that were disinherited though and have kind of went into the shadows...it was for going to the dark side. That way, they would be undetected, accepted, and liked by Slytherins. And as a plus they are all very powerful and VERY pureblooded."

Albus smiled. "Perfect. Severus, pick out names and try to have the boys like them. Lucius, talk to Draco about the new boys that will be starting so that he will be friendly. You know how to make a corpse, correct?"

Lucius nodded. "Yes. I will go into Severus's rooms and make a corpse. You know what most Eltanins look like?"

Albus nodded. "Yes. Have a nice day, Lucius."

"I will. Goodbye, Severus....boys." He then walked out of the room.

"Well...Severus....any ideas for names?"

AUTHORS NOTE: I am home. Please get me some new names...darker, scarier, some were good but I can't decide so I am buying time. Talk to you later! REVIEW!