Title: Double Life
Rated: R content, eventually
Summery: Harry wake up one morning after fifth year with an unpleasant surprise. He may not be a Metamorphmagus, but he will be able to spy in Slytherin without them knowing who he is.
Notes: The story is a WIP and I do not know how often I will be able to upload it.
Prologue – Beautiful summer, three problems
It was the best summer of his life, as far as the Dursleys were concerned. The fact that they ignored him all the time, as if he was invisible suited Harry quite fine. Only three things marred his beautiful summer vacations. Sirius' death, Voldemort existence and the OWLS results that wouldn't come. True, it was only the first week of July, but Harry really wanted to know if he would be able to take the NEWTs level potions course. After all, his future depended on it.
And he missed Sirius. There truly was a difference between him being in hiding for a while and him not being there at all. It was the only adult Harry still trusted, but he wasn't there anymore. Contrary to Cedric's death, his godfather's was worst. The nightmare of both their deaths were still there, but he missed Sirius in a way that he could never explain. Not only that, but Sirius would probably not be the last victim, since Voldemort was alive. Him and that bitch Bellatrix Lestrange. He snorted. Really he would love to hurt that bitch. The "righteous anger" never completely left. It's still there, cooled, but as powerful as ever. And it was part of what was keeping him awake right now. He needed to think of something else if he wanted a chance to fall asleep. Like flying on his broom, catching the snitch while Draco Malfoy...
It was all it took for him to sleep and strangely it was one of the only night he didn't dream of death and pain.
To be continued...
Rated: R content, eventually
Summery: Harry wake up one morning after fifth year with an unpleasant surprise. He may not be a Metamorphmagus, but he will be able to spy in Slytherin without them knowing who he is.
Notes: The story is a WIP and I do not know how often I will be able to upload it.
Prologue – Beautiful summer, three problems
It was the best summer of his life, as far as the Dursleys were concerned. The fact that they ignored him all the time, as if he was invisible suited Harry quite fine. Only three things marred his beautiful summer vacations. Sirius' death, Voldemort existence and the OWLS results that wouldn't come. True, it was only the first week of July, but Harry really wanted to know if he would be able to take the NEWTs level potions course. After all, his future depended on it.
And he missed Sirius. There truly was a difference between him being in hiding for a while and him not being there at all. It was the only adult Harry still trusted, but he wasn't there anymore. Contrary to Cedric's death, his godfather's was worst. The nightmare of both their deaths were still there, but he missed Sirius in a way that he could never explain. Not only that, but Sirius would probably not be the last victim, since Voldemort was alive. Him and that bitch Bellatrix Lestrange. He snorted. Really he would love to hurt that bitch. The "righteous anger" never completely left. It's still there, cooled, but as powerful as ever. And it was part of what was keeping him awake right now. He needed to think of something else if he wanted a chance to fall asleep. Like flying on his broom, catching the snitch while Draco Malfoy...
It was all it took for him to sleep and strangely it was one of the only night he didn't dream of death and pain.
To be continued...