A/N: Hello and welcome to the third chapter of A Warrior's True Colors are Silver and Gold. Thank you everyone who has given such wonderful reviews. I appreciate them soooo much.

In particular, I wish to thank Racoona for her wonderfully helpful and thoughtful reviews. You kick ass!

Chapter Three: My son...He's alive?

Lord Voldemort sat in his parlor, staring down at an old photograph. It was muggle, so the pictures didn't move. In it was a beautiful woman with deep ebony hair and breathtaking emerald eyes. With his arms wrapped around her was her husband. He was very handsome, with ebony hair like his wife, but it had thick silver streaks in it. His eyes were a glowing grey color, full of life and love for his wife.

'Oh, how I miss Evangeline so much, and the son we once had. You were going to name him Tobias. Tobias Donovan Riddle. Then, Dumbledore had the Potters kill you. I promise vengence for you and Tobias.'

At that point, a messenger Dark Eater came inside the parlor, wheezing and panting. "What do you want, and it better be good because of your rudeness and insolence." Voldemort threatened.

The death eater bowed before him and said, "Yes my Lord, I just got word from one of our informents at Hogwarts. It seems your son is now attending there, and will be visiting in six days time."

Voldemort sat there dumbstruck. 'My son...he-he's alive? What a time to find out when I was just thinking about him. Weird.'

"Thank you. Now, leave my chambers at once. We will have a meeting tonight to discuss this."

The man bowed once more and practically ran out of his room. Nagini slithered up his leg into his lap, asking him what was troubling him.

/Naginiii, my ssson livesss./

/Masster you musst be ssso happy/

/Yoouu cann't eeeveen faaathomm howw haaapppy I aam rright now./

Voldemort stood up as Nagini slid off his lap onto the couch. He walked over to the parlor doors and flung them open. "Clean this place up! We have an important visitor coming this weekend and I want this place looking spotless!" Instantly at his command, house elves and death eaters alike began to clean the Riddle mansion in arrival for the prince of darkness.

Slytherin Dorms at Hogwarts

Since there weren't many seventh years, the Slytherins were given the privilege of two people to a room. Draco and Harry were in theirs unpacking their stuff. Draco glanced over to Harry's side of the room, and was shocked. The man had set up a long shelf next to his bed and they displayed all the weapons he owned; broad swords, katanas, small daggers, chains (A/N: these are usually worn around the wrists, but can be taken off to strangle someone), throwing stars, and even guns. He had transfigured his bed into a small green and silver japanese style bed. Draco peered into his wardrobe and noticed it only contained ninja clothing. 'Mmmm, this gives me a good reason to take him shopping.' he thought.

"Harry, your side of the room lookes awesome. Is this what your room looked like back at Naraku?" Draco asked tentatively. Harry smiled at him and replied, "Yeah, its been too long to switch from a pallet on the floor to a normal bed, so I just decided to transfigure it instead. I'm used to this kind of bed."

"Cool. Oh, by the way, can I take you shopping sometime? All you have is ninja clothing, and I think we should get you something to wear to make the ladies swoon."

"Umm, Draco? Hate to break it to ya, but I don't like women. I'm gay." Harry answered coyly. Draco looked at him, "Well, I'm glad to not be the ONLY ponce here anymore besides Blaise. It felt so lonely." he smirked.

Harry grinned at him, the kind of grin that says, "I know something you don't." The man then cast a spell and put another shelf up underneath the first one. Then, he took out a semi-large trunk and began putting things on it. Draco couldn't see what he was putting on it, because Harry was blocking it with his body. When he finally moved out of the way, Draco's jaw dropped.

On the new shelf was tons of sex toys. Dildos and vibrators of all shapes and sizes covered it. There was also oils, lubricants, and edible body paint. Then, there were handcuffs, whips, gag balls, chains, and even a riding crop for bondage. The silver-eyed teen started drooling at the sight of the toys. Harry grinned at him and said, "So, do you like my collection?"

Draco looked at him and nodded dumbly. "Well, your welcome to borrow some every once and a while, just make sure you clean them thoroughly. I don't want your cum on them when I decide to use them." The raven-haired man sneered, with amusement clear in his eyes. He put the empty trunks in the closet under his clothes.

"So, what do you Slytherins do around here?" Harry questioned.

"Well, before we do anything, we have to go into the common room so we can listen to Professor Snape's first day speech. Then, we could probably party. What do you want to do?" Draco inquired.

"Okay, well, lets go listen to Snape's speech. I want to get this over with and then I might make a portkey to take us to Area 51. How does that sound?"

"Cool! But, could you help out the rest of the Slytherins and tell them what to wear? None of us have ever been to a club like that." Draco asked.

"Sure. I'll let you guys see my special duffle bag that I keep filled with party clothes. I used to hide it because it was not allowed at Naraku, but I guess I don't have to anymore. Who all is coming?" Harry turned to Draco with a large bag in hand.

"Oh, you, me, Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and maybe Millicent. Everyone else sucks." he shrugged. Harry threw the bag at Draco, who caught it instantly. The blonde unzipped the bag and peered inside. There was about ten pairs of black baggy jeans that had strips of cloth and silver chaines.(Bondage pants like goths wear. View at hot topic.) There was also lots of chaines that were worn as necklaces. Next to the pants were several pairs of black boots.

"Why does this bag feel so light?" Draco wondered outloud. Harry didn't even look at him when he answered,"It is enchanted to be light enough to carry, but you can store a thousand pound weight in there if you want."

"Rock on. So, what style would you call these clothes besides "Party Clothes"?"

Harry looked at him like he was crazy. "You've never seen goths? Damn, do you live in a cave or something?"

"No, I live at Malfoy Mansion, but there is hardly a difference." he replied bitterly. Harry decided to change the subject, "So, I'm probably guessing we missed Snape's speech by now, huh?"

"Oh, don't worry about it. It's always the same. You're purebloods, act like it. Don't let the prejudices of other houses cloud your judgement. And the number one rule: if you do a prank, DON'T GET CAUGHT. It's the same every year. Anyways, lets go get the rest of the Slytherins and go to the club."

"Alright, will you please go get them and bring them in here. I'm going to unpack the goth clothes and I'll help everybody get dressed in them." With that, Harry took the bag from Draco and started laying out the outfits. Draco turned around and went out the door to find everyone sitting around in the common room.

"Blaise, come here!" Draco hissed. Blaise stood up from his chair and walked over to Draco. "Hey man, whats up?"

"Nothing. Will you help me tell Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Millicent that were are going to that club Harry talked about. He's got the clothes in his room so he is going to help us get dressed. Okay?"

"Awesome! Alright, you get Pansy and Millicent; I'll get Crabbe and Goyle." Blaise headed off in the boy's direction. Draco quickly found Pansy and Millicent in the corner of the room playing a game.

"Hey Pansy, Millicent, Harry is taking us to the club tonight. You guys want to come?" Draco asked. Pansy looked up excitedly and replied,"Yeah! I want to come. Just let me go get dressed first."

She started to get up but Draco grabbed her wrists. "Wrong way. Harry has the clothes you wear there in his room. Go in there and he will give you details."

Pansy motioned to Millicent to follow her, and the three walked back to Harry and Draco's room. Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle were already there.

"Okay guys, now, I'm going to pick out my outfit. I will get dressed and show you what it looks like. Okay?" Harry asked. All six teens nodded their heads as Harry went to the bathroom to change. When he finally came out, everybody's jaws dropped.

He wore a blood red wife beater that showed off all his muscles. The jeans he was wearing hung nicely around his hips, then flared out to become baggy. The black jeans were black, but the lining was red. It had black and red strips of cloth hanging from them, and silver chains too. To finish, he had black army boots on.

"Damn, you look hot! I wouldn't mind a piece of that!" Blaise squealed. Harry grinned at him and winked.

"Well, I've got to put my jewelry on too." He walked over to the nightstand next to his bed and took a black box out. He opened it up and began to put on jewelry. Harry put in all his piercings: his tongue ring, nose ring, eyebrow piercing, three earrings on his left ear and two on his right. Then, he put on a choker necklace, followed by a semi-large chain necklace and a silver snake pendant. Next was his bracelets. Harry put on at least fifty black, red, and silver sex-bracelets on each wrist. When he looked up, everybody was staring.

"Oh fuck, I think I might shoot a load in my pants by just looking at him." Blaise groaned. Draco looked at Harry and nodded in agreement with Blaise. 'Oh. My. God. He is sooo fucking hot! Okay Draco, control yourself. Your a Malfoy damnit!'

'But he looks so fuckable.' his mind whined.

'Duh, I'm looking right at him! Don't you think I would notice that!'

"Alright, who's next? Draco, come here, I'll do you first." Draco snapped out of his trance when he heard Harry call his name. He mechanically walked over next to him.

"Hmmm, I think you would look good with the green and black outfit, since you are the Prince of Slytherin. Hehe. Okay, once everybody has their outfits, I'll do your makeup!" Harry jumped up and down looking like a little kid in a candy store.

"Alright, Draco, you can go into the bathroom to change. If you need me to come in and alter the sizes, just tell me." Draco nodded and walked into the bathroom. The others waited patiently for Draco to finish. When he came out, everybody gasped, even Harry.

Draco was wearing an outfit similar to Harry's, except his beater was emerald green. His jeans, instead of black and red, were black and green. It made Draco look like a dark angel.

"Ho. Li. FUCK! You should turn goth permenently. You look abso-fuckin-lotely amazing." Harry praised. Draco beamed at him and sat down on his own bed. He watched as Harry picked out outfits for everyone. They all were wearing the same style jeans and shirts, except in different colors. Crabbe and Goyle wore matching outfits; both were royal blue and black. Pansy, instead of wearing a wife beater, wore a tank top that matched her purple and black jeans. Millicent wore silver and black jeans, with a white muscle shirt. Blaise donned a muscle shirt, too, except his outfit was all black.

Harry looked around and yelled, "Time for the makeup!"

Draco looked at him like he was crazy,"Why do we need to wear makeup?"

"Geez Drake, even I can tell you that. Gothic guys wear eyeliner, and the women try to look as pale as possible. The girls wear black eyeshadow, too. Well, at least, that's what I've seen." Blaise explained.

Pansy and Millicent said they could do their own makeup, so they went to Harry's bathroom to find his makeup. Once, they got finished, they handed the eyeliner to Harry, who put in on with practiced ease. He turned to Draco and motioned for him to come over. The blonde waited patiently as Harry put the eyeliner on his eyes. It felt weird, but when he looked in the mirror, it was worth it.

"Okay, so now thats done, I'll go gel my hair back and wait for you to finish with everyone else." Draco started to head towards the bathroom, but Harry grasped his arm.

"Don't gel your hair back. You look alot hotter when its not gelled back. Leave it falling in you face." Draco looked at Harry for a second, then shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to brush his hair, which had grown out during the summer down to his chin. Once he got finished brushing his hair, he turned around to find that everyone was finished with their makeup.

"Alright, everyone finished?" Harry asked. The entire group nodded their heads. The raven-haired boy turned around and took some necklaces off the bed. He began to hand them out as he explained what they were.

"If you need to contact me, like if you get lost or something, just press on the snake pendant and I will feel it through mine. This will ensure that no one gets left behind. When its time to leave, I will press on mine and your snake will tell you where to find me so we can portkey out."

Then, Harry grabbed a muggle cd that was sitting next to the necklaces and held it out. Everyone held out one finger and touched it.

Harry activated the portkey,"Portus" and felt a familiar tugging behind his navel.

A/N: I hope you like this chapter. OHHH cliffe. Just to let you know, I will try to have a new chapter out in one or two days. See ya later!

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