Chapter: 2 The truth comes to light

He had been ready for the impact on the ground letting his feet fall to the ground keeping him steady. He looked around quickly expecting to be fully surrounded by hundreds of death eaters and Voldemort laughing at his stupidity. But none of that occurred, instead he was in a dark hallway that seemed about the length of one hundred feet or so. He let out a small huff of breath and stood completely straight to brush off his robes. His wand was held tightly in his hands has he began to walk down the corridor. His mind was racing about how he was summoned and no one around. He shook the thought and kept his pace going down the corridor.

The silence seemed to roar with only his breath and his shoots echoing around him. He was about to call out when a bright spotlight snapped on to his right revealing a glass coffin. He had jumped back with his wand stretched out in front of him ready to hex what ever had come at him, but his eyes spread up in surprise has he looked at the body. He shook his head in horror at Percy's body concealed within the coffin, his eyes closed peaceful though his mouth screamed disturbed has if he had died screaming. "This isn't real. Keep going Harry." He muttered to himself has he stared at the body.

"I assure you Harry. That is indeed real." The low hiss corrected echoing through the narrow hall way. Harry snapped back to his senses spinning around in search of the voice. "But yes Harry, do keep going. There are still things yet to see in this little gallery of mine." Voldemort's voice spread out again, making Harry bare his teeth and continue on. He hated following his orders, but was quite sure that not only Voldemort waited for him in the shadows. Harry continued up the narrow path another twenty five feet up and another light flickered on. This time revealing a trophy case, the silver lining shimmering in the white spot light. Though the trophies made Harry drop to his knees. Inside was Mr. and Mrs Weasley both blind folded and gagged, a look on their faces.

"Mrs. Weasley can you hear me" Harry called out trying to touch the glass, though within five feet a green bolt of lightening snapped out at his hands. With equal reaction time Harry yanked back his hand glaring at the glass.

"Now now, Harry. There is still one more thing you must see. I dear say you'll go mad over it." Voldemort called out again though this time followed by a cruel laugh. Harry's eyes snapped open and he started racing towards the end of the corridor, he would come back for Ron's parents has soon has he figured out just who else had become victim of Voldemort. And again Harry stopped in horror has the light snapped on revealing the Longbottoms wandering around in another human sized trophy case. He watched sadly has one of his friends mom's wandered around and his father threw himself into the hard marble walls screaming loudly though Harry could hear nothing.

"Voldemort! Where are you" He screamed loudly feeling that same snake swirling within himself. His eyes burned a deep crimson out of his pure hatred and rage at all that happened. He could feel his hair standing up on end has he looked around the room for any signs of Voldemort. "Come on show yourself." He raged facing forward again. But he was caught off his guard has he heard the light snap on behind him, having Harry whirl around only to see himself being disarmed.

"Here I am Harry." Voldemort said smirking has the boy's wand flew to his hand. His pale white face continued to smirk has he looked into Harry's eyes watching the emerald being consumed by the blood red. "I hope you enjoy that little gallery of ours. But enough of the games there is only one reason why I brought you here. Do you know what that is"

Harry glared at the man in defiance feeling his stomach turn from both the fear of not having a wand and the fact that he could no longer move it seemed. "To find out what the prophecy said..." He spat in disgust glaring at the man that had caused him so many problems.

"Wrong again Harry." Voldemort said laughing harshly though he stopped just has quick has he started. "My reason's for bringing you here are simple. I will give you this one last chance to join me. Stand by my side has second in command, it is foolish enough having both of us wasting our energies in destroying each other. And in the end the result would be your demise, has well has everyone you have cared about." He said calmly has though he were dumbledore addressing Harry.

"How do you expect me to join you" Harry said bewildered at him. He eyes now a cross between crimson and emerald. "You murdered my parents in cold blood. And your followers took the only person I ever knew has a true father." Harry said screaming the last part at him, feeling the guilt of Sirius's death burning inside him again.

"Because dear Harry, I will tell you the things Albus would never dream of." He said stressing the point. "Including why your parents really died and why Black was sent to azkaban." He said smirking some has Harry's face paled looking at him.

Harry only stammer for a minute before he looked at Voldemort again. "You're... you're lying! Dumbledore would..." But Harry was cut off in mid sentence has Voldemort's icy tone cut deep into him.

"Its true Harry. He knew sirius would try to do something heroic to save your parents. He knew Sirius would tell peter to try to distract me. He knew peter worked for me. He knew I would come for you because after all it was him who told peter to meet him in the pub that night. And above all Harry, he knew your parents would die, but he didn't care about anything more then that silly prophecy." Voldemort whispered to Harry smirking at has he reaction changed from blind pride to confusion. It was only the matter of his next words. "All because he thought it was best."

And with that Harry's entire world shattered, deep down in his stomach he knew that what Voldemort was telling him was true. And that for the past five years he was following the wrong man, and angry at the wrong man. And Voldemort only smiled evilly has he watched the once proud Gryffindor cast aside his faith in his headmaster. "I'll ask you again Harry. Join me."

Harry gave no reply though he stood now and pulled back the arm of his left sleeve, looking into Voldemort's eyes. Though Voldemort didn't raise his wand to bestow the dark mark onto Harry, but simply smiled. Though this time there was no evil intent behind it, it seemed for once it was a true smile. "This is no need Harry. For you and I share a deeper bond then that, and I shall show you that later. But for now IT SEEMS THAT MISTER POTTER HAS FINALLY COME TO THE LIGHT." He called in a loud voice suddenly the entire hall was bright with light revealing not hundreds like Harry had once thought. But thousands of Death eaters. Both wizard and magical creature alike, all staring at him. Three of which stepped forward though they weren't like the rest. They were smaller kids no more then his age he figured or less. "Don't just stand there, bow before my new apprentice. For it will be him you serve, hopefully you will be of greater use to him." Voldemort spat looking at the three death eaters, and at once the three kneeled down in front of him.

"Remove your mask."

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