DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter does not belong to me. I am not JKR. If I were, then HP would belong to me. But. I. Am. Not. Her.
Harry Potter. Does not. Belong to. ME!
Warning: slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash slash. Hmmmm. I'm gonna guess that I just typed the word 'slash' 34 times for a reason.
You don't like slash? Then don't read. . .well, you can read it if you want, but don't complain to me saying I'm a sicko, cause I'm warning you now!!!!!!!!
Oh, and a minor character death is gonna happen in this chapter. the first of many. . . (grins evilly)
a/n: once again, I am sorry I haven't updated for a while – evil school!!! I hope this chapter is worth the wait. . . if it seems extra extra extra angsty or depressful at points, those are moments I wrote when I was angered by school!
a/n 2: can you tell I highly dislike dumbledork, Gryffindorks, hermione, and ron? lol Voldemort, Slytherin, harry, and draco for me all the way
a/n3: (I know – many a/n's!) THANK YOU SO MUCH my reviewers!! I love you all more than you can imagine!!!!!!! You guys are the BEST!! and for those of you who have read my story but have not reviewed, thanks for reading. . .but please review!
Chapter Six------Voldemort's Manor-----------
Dumbledore was horror-struck, much to Voldemort's amusement. He was so pleased to see the old fool break. And he would have to remember to praise Harry for the brilliance and simpleness of the Plan.
Or as Harry had called it, 'Avada Kedavra Light.'
"T-Tom," he dumbledore croaked, "When are you enacting the plan?" Voldemort looked at the old ex-wizard.
"What a thoughtful question! Well, since it obviously takes a while for the Polyjuice to brew, I was thinking of waiting till about Christmas or Halloween," he said, "Is that ok with you Albus?" he sarcastically asked.
Dumbldore just sat there, unmoving. Voldemort looked at him, waiting for a response. When he didn't receive one, Voldemort shrugged and left the room (locking it magically of course) to go prepare for Avada Kedavra Light some more.
Even with Voldemort out of the room, Albus sat there, staring into space. He wasn't quite aware of his surroundings. If he had been, then he would have noticed the disillusionized (word?) person leave the room with Voldemort.
-------------Orchidia Tower (a/n: don't get too excited. I have no writing skills for sex-like scenes!)-----------
Harry and Draco were kissing passionately in the tower. Harry felt Draco pressed against him. Not even realizing it, Harry pulled Draco even closer (if that were even possible). Draco responded by taking this as an opportunity to get on top of Harry on the floor. As he kissed Harry, he began to take off his shirt. Harry did the same, and they broke their kiss to pull their shirts over their heads.
"Dray-"
"Harry-"
"I love you," both men finished at the same time. They then resumed their kiss. Harry felt the world melt away as Draco's lips caressed his. All that mattered in the world to Draco and Harry was each other.
Draco, on top of Harry, was rubbing against him, and Harry in return moaned in pleasure.
you all have imaginations, right?! well, in your imagination, insert whatever type of sex scene you wish at this moment. as I said earlier, I have no talent writing those so I'm not gonna even try. insert it right here
Harry and Draco lay on the ground, under a magically conjured blanket. Draco was holding Harry close, stroking the young man's head.
Harry moaned and pulled Draco closer. Dreadfully tired, both fell asleep shortly, not caring they were under a blanket naked in a commonly used tower. (a/n stupid, aren't they but I still love my Dray!!!)
--------Not the Orchidia Tower Anymore---------
Harry awoke the next morning in his bed. How the fuck did I get here? he wondered. Shrugging the thought aside, he got up to get ready for the day. He was pleased to not that the dorm was empty. Awwww, the wittle gwyffiedorks are ignoring me, he thought, chuckling inside.
After getting dressed, he headed down to the Great Hall, only to meet Draco outside it. Both men smiled, and it was Draco who spoke first.
"Well, have a good night?" he asked, smirking sexily. Harry returned the smirk.
"Oh, I'm not sure, ya know? I can't really remember," he replied, mockingly sincere. Draco just raised his eyebrows sexily and moved closer to Harry.
"Well, then. I'll have to help you remember," he sexily said softly, his breath running down hair neck, causing Harry to shiver.
(a/n: draco's just so damn sexy :drool: )
They moved to kiss, only to be interrupted by-
"Mr. Potter! Mr. Malfoy!" a surprised and angry voice said. The men turned around to see Minerva McGonagall standing there. Harry rolled his eyes, causing Minerva to gasp in surprise. No one has ever rolled there eyes at me! she thought angrily.
"Yes, professor?" Harry asked, emphasizing the last syllable. Minerva found her voice as Draco watched with a sexy look on his face.
"Get into the Great Hall now!" she finally said sternly. Draco turned to leave and started walking to the Great Hall, only to be grabbed by Harry.
Harry sent the old professor an evil smirk before he kissed Draco. At first Draco was surprised, but once that feeling went away, he kissed the raven-green-n-silver-streaks haired man.
Minerva made a sound of disgust in her throat. "Forty points from both of your houses!" She yelled. This caused Harry to break away, snarling at her. She just narrowed her eyes, and walked past the couple.
How fuckin dare she? Harry thought angrily. Draco sensed his emotion, and rubbed his love's arm in comfort. Harry smiled, and together they made their way into the hall.
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They finished breakfast, the whole time getting looks of disgust from McGonagall. The couple just ignored her, and chatted away. When breakfast was over, the students began to stand up, only to have Minerva call them back.
"I have an announcement to make," she began sternly, "From now on, all students may only sit with their appropriate house," she said, looking smugly at Draco and Harry. Harry looked murderous, while Draco looked shocked (and sexy!). Minerva ignored Harry's murderous look and continued, "Any student who wishes to disobey this rule will receive a week's detention and lose forty house points." A lot of the students gaped – that seemed pretty harsh for something as petty as to where someone sat during meals.
Minerva turned and left the Great Hall, smiling with satisfaction. On the way to her classroom, she ran into Snape. "You do realize that Potter isn't happy with this new rule," he asked, a sneer playing on his lips.
Minerva just smiled brightly (a/n: wow, she smiled brightly- that's gotta be a first!) "Yes, Severus, that was the point," she answered. Snape just shook his head. Something had changed about Potter – he wasn't the innocent little boy he had been, and Snape had a bad feeling. He wondered whether or not Minerva was really as smart as she claimed.
---------Later that night, Gryffindor Common Room--------
Harry sat in the squashiest chair in the Common Room (which was empty), fuming angrily to himself. Fuck Minerva! FUCK HER! How fuckin dare she, that bitch! Once Voldemort puts the plan in action, I will make her pay – it will feel like she's gone to fuckin hell when I'm through with her, he thought, eyes going black and red with the anger he was feeling. He had been sitting there all day, since breakfast. He hadn't left for food or anything. He didn't even hear the noise of approaching footsteps.
I will kill her! As soon as Voldemort gets his but over here, I WILL KILL HER! He slammed his fist into the arm of the chair, breathing heavily since he was really angry.
"H-Harry P-Potter?" a small voice asked. Harry whipped around expecting to see the mudblood. Instead, he was staring face to face with Colin Creevey.
"What the fuckin hell do you want?" he snarled. Colin shrieked when he saw Harry's eyes. Harry just sneered, and stood up from the chair.
"A-are you o-o-ok?" the elder son of a milkman quivered. Colin had been one of the few Gryffindors that had stood by Harry through out the year so far (a/n: cause that kid is freakishly obsessed with Harry!)
"Scared, Creevey?" Harry asked, eyes glinting playfully. He needed to vent his anger somehow, and Colin here was the perfect way to.
Colin gulped, and his eyes were wide. "Harry, w-what's wrong?" he asked, slowly backing away. Harry just advanced slowly, and whipped out his wand. He smiled murderously, and cast the body binding curse on the young boy. Colin also felt his consciousness fade away, slowly. . .
-----------?Where?------------
Colin awoke in pain. Where am I? he thought, scared. He looked around his surroundings. The room was dark and had a lot of snake carvings in it. Turning around, Colin gasped. He was face to face with a large statue of Salazar Slytherin. Trembling, he turned back around, and jumped back in surprise. Harry suddenly appeared out of no where.
"Ahhh, you are finally awake, Creevey. Well, where are my manners? Welcome," he said, red and black eyes glinting evilly, "to the Chamber of Secrets." Colin felt numb. He, like everyone else in the school, had heard of the legend.
"S-So, it was true? Y-You really w-were the heir of S-Slytherin," he stammered out. Harry just let out a cold, amused laugh.
"Oh, my dear friend. If only I was. No, I am just a regular parseltongue," he said, smirking, "It is my dear friend Tom that is the last heir of Slytherin."
Colin just looked confuse. "There's no one named Tom in your year," he stated. Harry's smirk grew.
"Why, how foolish of me. Barely anyone knows who Tom Marvolo Riddle is. Let me reintroduce him to you, using his more famous name," Harry drawled sarcastically, "He is more commonly known as Lord Voldemort. He-who-must-not-be-named. You-know-who. The Dark Lord."
Colin gaped, tremors taking over his body. "Y-You! You're in l-league with-with-with HIM!" he accused, fright, hurtness, and anger in his voice.
"You think?" Harry asked sarcastically, "Well, you're probably wondering why I brought you down here, eh?" Colin nodded, fright flooding his face.
"To kill and torture you, of course," Harry stated, as if he were talking about the weather.
Colin gulped, and suddenly Harry's face darkened.
"I mean, how DARE she! Make a rule like that, stand up to me! Minerva will have to pay, oh HOW SHE FUCKIN WILL!" Harry shouted, surprising Colin. The black and red eyed boy's composure was different from what it was two seconds ago.
"But I can't kill her till the plan is put into action, oh noooo, I can't kill her till then," Harry said sarcastically, laughing like a maniac. Colin wondered if the boy had finally gone mad for he wasn't making much sense in his sudden outbursts.
"But that's why you're here, oh yes. I need to vent my anger on someone. You will serve well," Harry said calmly and smirked. Then suddenly, he was angry again, "That FUCKIN WOMAN! TRYING TO SPLIT ME AND DRAY UP! How I HATE her GUTS!" he shouted, his sudden outburst making Colin jump.
He swallowed, a lump clogging his throat, and spoke as calmly as he could, "H-Harry, calm down." This seemed to make Harry even more angry though.
"CALM DOWN! How can I calm DOWN?!?! CRUCIO!!!" he shouted, pointing his wand at Colin, who screamed, writhing to the floor. Harry took some deep breathes, then turned back to Colin. The young boy's screaming made calmness sweep through Harry. He finally lifted the curse after what seemed like an eternity to Colin. The young boy panted, feeling like he was about to throw up.
"Like that, Creevey? Well, I enjoyed it," Harry smirked. The young boy started whimpering, tears in his eyes.
"Well, I think I will be going to bed now," Harry spoke, and turned away to leave. He suddenly stopped and said with mock realization, "Oh, silly me. I almost forgot. I just can't leave you here, can I?"
Colin gulped as Harry turned around. He didn't like the expression of amusement on the Boy-Who-Lived 's face. "P-Please don't kill m-"he began as a flash of green light headed towards him. He was dead before he finished his sentence.
Harry just walked away, satisfaction flooding his body. I ought to do this more often, he thought.
--------end of chapter six---------
Hehe, soooooo. . . how many flames am I gonna get for this chapter?
(scared to ask in case people hate her now) please . . . review?
i know it kinda sucked....but school is very distracting!!
a/n: if you don't like character deaths, then, erm, this fic might not be a good one for you to read – many characters are gonna die in this story...sorry?
(wonders how many more people now hate her)
well, thanks for reading! I love you guys
and there will be a sequel to this story (just so you guys know) not that this fic's over yet...I still have more chapters for this fic to write!