Title: Watashi Daiichi no shû dorei ai

Author: Shinigami Liliz Black

Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are created and owned by JK Rowling, and 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.

Status: BETAED by thrnbrooke

Notes: Ron's clothes are like Legolas' from the Lord of the Ring movie The Return of the King except his cloak is dark red and he has armor on his chest. Ah, yes Ron is like the Legolas of this story!

Amaly Malfoy: Queria puedes usar mi hechizo no te preocupes pero quiriera que tuviera mi nombre. English: Dear, you can use my spell, don't worry but I what my name in.

Tina: Thanks! Not many people think the same but I'm happy that you consider me a good writer! I'm glad you like the story Hope you like this chapter.

Kimmy15: Believe me my mother is worst that McGonagall. Thanks for understanding my lack of updates but I will continue the story as normal as I can. You had supported me all the time.

Kairi099: Well Kairi here it is! Hope you like it. Harry is not that ok to say. Thanks for supporting me!

Dedications to: Furor Scribiendi, who helped me with some grammar questions.

Chapter Seven: Harry and Voldemort Switched?!

The sound of hurried footsteps running down the wide solid brick corridors with yelps, and yells of the guards tailing them around the luxurious Manor reached the owner's ear. The guards prepared some of their bows and shot their arrows towards the red haired man. Luckily, the red head turned right around the corner.

"Ah shit!" Ron cursed as an arrow passed by his leg, cutting the flesh, "I thought you told me you were going to borrow the sword not steal it!"

Draco ducked an arrow shot at him. "I'm not stealing it; I'm borrowing it without permission."

"Yeah from your father, I guess!" Ron said trying his best not to punch the blonde man beside him, "Where now?"

Draco looked around the corridor and opened the black door over to the right. The guard came rounding the corner and Ron yelped as they pointed their arrows at him. Draco managed to yank Ron inside before the arrows pierced him.

Ron took a sigh of relief as Draco looked at the door and the sharp points of arrows appeared though it, trying to bring the door down.

"Stand back," Draco whispered, with a serious expression. He looked at an acrylic box containing the sword he was looking for.

"If the sword drops to the floor, don't touch it!" Draco crossed his arms on his chest, his palms touching his shoulders.

Ron heard a beating sound and suddenly, he was thrown backwards. The windows shattered into pieces along with the acrylic box. He heard yelps outside the room as Draco stood in the middle of the room, a strange aura surrounding him.

'Damn Draco's magic level is extremely powerful,' he thought.

Ron noticed the sword dropped to the floor and a pulsing feeling surrounded him, urging him to touch it.

"Don't even dare to!" Draco yelled, "The sword is calling for its master. If you touch it you can be burned alive!"

"So this is the sword you were looking for?! When it can kill anyone who touches it!?"

"Not anyone!" The last word came as a scream as his magic was cut off and he sank to his knees.

The sword raised and flew towards Draco. Ron was about to yell a "look out" when he drew his hand up catching the sword in mid-flight. In a sudden move he removed the sheath, raising the sword and with single slash the door was sliced in half, giving them a way to escape the place.

They ran outside the Manor and until they reached their horses outside the Hebi Kingdom. Ron looked at the sword in Draco's hand as they tried to regain their breath and mounted their horses.

"Why hasn't it burned you?"

Draco did not answer the question; instead he resheathed his sword and continued galloping. Ron soon followed him and they quickened their pace.

"You didn't answer my question Malfoy."

"This sword has thousands of years of existence. My father thought the sword wasn't meant to belong in a battle and decided to turn in into an antique decoration but I thought better of it."

Draco unsheathed the sword and showed it to Ron as they galloped across the grounds. Ron's eyes widen as he looked at the silver blade with the hand- carved name of Salazar Slytherin.

"Holy Crap Draco, that's Old Salazar's sword. How did your father get hold of it?"

"We're direct descendants of Salazar Slytherin-"

"But Salazar died before having a heir."

"Yes, he died, though I don't know how but he did leave an heir."

Draco resheathed the sword and looked ahead. "That's why it didn't burn me, since I have Slytherin's blood running in me."

"That explains your arrogance," Ron said and Draco glared at him.

"So Knight Weasley, how are we going to find these bandits?"

"With this," he said removing something from the pocket of his bag, "It's a compass that doesn't point north."

Draco raised his eyebrow at him. "Bandits never wander in the north lands," Ron explained.

"Tell me, where did you get that compass?"

"I used to hunt some bandits years ago, when I caught a few of them I managed to keep some of their artifacts."

"I'm curious," Draco said breaking the silence, "Are you really a Prince like they told me?"

"Yes."

"Then why does your sister act like she isn't the princess of the Weasley kingdom?"

"She is the princess but Father doesn't want to push her too much, she the only girl in our family."

"By the way you say only girl is like there are more princes," Draco said looking at the red hair man.

"We're six but seven if we count in Ginny."

"Whoa! Pretty big family if you ask me."

"Charlie, our older brother married a Bulgarian princess and decided to take control of the Bulgarian kingdom. Bill married Princess De LaCourt from the France kingdom as Percy married Clearwater, the daughter of one of the representatives of the Raven kingdom and decide to represent the Raven kingdom."

"It sounds like your brothers didn't want to rule the Weasley kingdom."

"Most likely, because Fred and George refused to become Kings; they said they wanted to be troublemakers. Mom was about to hit them both with a frying pan if father hadn't of stopped her."

"So that left Ginny and you to take possession."

"Father is counting on me to take the Weasley Kingdom. He said he's planning on marrying Ginny with James Potter's heir from the Griffin kingdom."

Draco's blood froze inside. James Potter's heir. Potter's. Could it mean that Harry was going to marry Ginny Weasley?

"Though, father hasn't received an answer from James."

For the rest of the ride, they galloped without speaking a word. Every now and then Draco would lean towards Ron and take a look at Ron's compass. Draco frowned when Ron told him they had to wait a few more minutes until the compass picked up the bandits since the compass was also a magic radar.

Draco was wrapping his fingers in the horse's mane when he felt a pulsing vibration and his vision went black.

Screams...

Struggling...

"Stop struggling you stupid bastard!"

"Don't be harsh to him Jean or else the boy will release his magic at you and I'm sure we don't want that."

"The altar is ready My Lord."

"Excellent! Bring him forward!"

Four hooded men yanked the black messy haired man forward and pushed him down onto a black altar. They placed chains around his wrists and ankles as Voldemort stripped his clothes and raised his hands.

"Let go of me!" the black messy haired man yelled.

"Abolesco anima de Corpus Absorbeo Magus," Voldemort chanted.

"ARGH!" Harry yelled as thunderbolts surrounded him, his eyes became white and his body shook all over.

"Abeo mei amina de his corpus atque creo him doleo mei dolor," Voldemort continued.

Harry's screams turned into chocking sounds as a white ball came out of his chest and a another one entered his body.

"Ea is mei desidero," Voldemort finished chanting.

A long lighting bolt shook them both and Draco's vision faded back into reality.

"What happened?" Ron asked after shaking Draco hard for the fifth time.

Draco slapped his hands away and took hold of his horse's leather reins and pulled hard making the horse jumped. "Harry!"

"Harry?!" Ron asked surprised.

Draco shouted, 'ai!' the horse galloped at faster towards the place his heart told him Harry was being held. Ron did the same, trying to catch up and match Draco's pace.

In a strong determinate pull, the horse stopped shaking his head and adjusted to the sudden stop. He descended the horse and landed hard on the ground, his eyes reflecting the coldness of his personality. Draco Malfoy was very, very angry.

When Ron reached the bandits' territory, Draco had already unsheathed his sword and had pointed it at the guard near the biggest household. Even for a brave knight Ron thought better of staying mounted on his horse. Chivalry was the strongest attack system.

"Where is my beloved Harry?" Draco yelled, "Speak to me barbarian, where is my Harry!"

"Easy there Draco," a soft silky voice said behind the guard. Draco resheathed his sword and looked at the source of the voice finding Harry, unscratched. With all the happiness and the relief of seeing Harry safe did not let him see the few changes in his Harry.

"Oh God! I'm relieved you are okay, Harry," Draco said approaching him but an arrow flew past him. He turned to look at Ron, pointing his bow and arrow at Harry.

"Stay away from him Draco!"

"Why would I stay away from him Ron he's Harry-" Draco turned to look back at Harry only to find a strong tan hand gripping his neck hard; Harry was strangling him.

"Do not let yourself be tricked Draco! He's not your beloved Harry!" Ron yelled still pointing his arrow at 'Harry'.

"I thought you weren't that stupid Malfoy," 'Harry' hissed in a cold voice that wasn't his. Draco noticed Harry wasn't wearing glasses and his eyes were vivid-red.

"Lower your bow Weasel or else Draco will pay the consequences," 'Harry' whispered.

"Not if I can help it!" A man yelled behind them and Harry let go of Draco. Ron didn't stop pointing his arrow but did look at this new intruder. His hair was long black messy that reach his waist and his face was round and pale. His eyes were the emerald orbs Draco loved to see and on his stomach was a wide bloody slash which he held with his right hand.

The man fell to his knees and Draco was swiftly beside him, helping him stand up. "I'm terribly sorry if I caused you all this Draco."

"Apologize later."

"There you have your great beloved, Draco Malfoy. This will not be the last you see of me; next time you won't wake up to see the day where I will rule all the kingdoms." Voldemort laughed with malice inside Harry's body and mounted a black horse. "Bandits have fun!"

They all chuckled and drew their weapons out. Draco helped Harry that was in Voldemort's body onto Ron's horse and took the red haired man's hand.

"Go to the east Lands of the Phoenix! There will be a wise old man who can help you with Harry!"

"What about you?" Ron asked. Draco drew his sword out and smirked.

"I'm Salazar's heir, don't worry about me!" Draco slapped the horse's ass hard making the horse shrill and ran off with Ron and Harry.

He looked back at the bandits but they had cornered him. He looked down at the peak of mountain he was standing on but all he could see was white endless mist. He looked back at the bandits and grinned. "If you want me, come and get me!"

Draco jumped from the tallest mountain from the bandits' territory and into the white mist of the forbidden Macalania Woods...

TBC...

Notes: Yay! Another chapter finished! Forgive my lack of updates but I'm trying my best to write all these chapters. Compass idea from Pirates of the Caribbean. The Latin sentences mean:

Vanish soul from body, absorb magic

Change my soul to his body and make him suffer my pain

That is my wish/desire

Next chapter: We'll found out about the way Salazar died and how did he have an heir when he never married. Ron and Harry (in Voldemort's body) meet the old wise man Draco told them and Draco meets Harry's father!