Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Notes: This work will be mostly about sexual themes on the darker side, such as domination and manipulation. If you don't like such themes, you shouldn't read. And lemons, lots and lots of lemons. This story will contain dark themes like killing and rituals.
A binding spell immobilizes a dummy, and I sidestep and send a blasting curse toward the target.
"Incarcerous"
"Confringo"
Jumping to the next target, I fire a blasting curse at the area between two dummies, destroying them.
"Bombarda"
"Expelliarmus"
Firing a disarming speel with more power just ripped apart the wand hand of the dummy.
"Ignis"
Crouching down and jumping forward, I create a fire and aim at the dummy's head. While keeping my moves sharp, I jump up from my crouched position, shuffle to the side, and send a connective spell, a knockback spell followed by a literal bolt of lighting.
"expulso"
"tonitruum"
"Huff!"
Breathing heavily, I review my movements and the tactics that still need more work. For the past few weeks, I have been magically training by reading books from the black library and adding new valuable spells to my arsenal while also going over the spells the original Sirius learned.
The Blackhouse has a training room with stationary dummies and dummies that fire move in a pattern and fires nonlethal spells. Right now, I am training with static mannequins.
"POP!"
I looked at Kreacher, who was now wearing a clean suit that looked like a small butler suit. I talked with him about how the 'Good house of Black' has fallen, but I, the new heir, will bring it back to its glory while also promising him to help complete the last order Regulus made.
"The new-kind masters food be ready."
"Thanks, Kreacher, and don't forget to throw some loaf of bread to our guests."
"Yes, Kreacher be doing that"
"POP!"
Kreacher (POV)
Kreacher was always a lousy elf, but a good mistress Walburga, punished him until he became an excellent elf worthy of being a Black Elf. The good mistress had two young masters. The youngest master always tried to be good to Kreacher, which made the mistress mad, but he still did, while the eldest young master was always furious at Kreacher. Then eldest master ran away from the house and became a filthy blood traitor. The no-nose dark Lord came and took him from the excellent master Regulus, made him drink the nasty potion, and left him to die. When Kreacher was dying, good master called him, and he was saved. Then when good went out and promised to bring the no-nose dark Lord down, he was dying in the nasty water that Kreacher was in, but still handed Kreacher the green necklace and ordered him to destroy it.
Kreacher failed to follow the order for the past sixteen years. The other housemasters left slowly, leaving Kreacher, and Kreacher was alone. The only voice Kreacher heard was the nasty voice from the locket and the voice of master Regulus telling him he failed to follow the order and mistress from the picture.
*(the Horcrux made him crazy and hallucinate things)*
Then one day, Kreacher felt the call from his magic, and Kreacher answered the call because his magic compelled him.
There he saw bad master looking ugly like me, but he felt different. His magic felt different menacing, and dangerous. Even if it was weak, his voice held an authority that reminded him of his Eldest Master Arcturus. Then he ordered me to follow his instruction, which Kreacher had to follow because his magic made him do it.
After that, whenever Kreacher called nasty insults, he didn't get mad, and slowly Kreacher noticed he didn't get mad at Kreacher. Kreacher didn't say it, but Kreacher liked to talk more after that long loneliness. He also brought no-nose dark lord servants and put them in the dungeon. Worthy of the new Lord Black. But sometimes he is also weirder, like how he orders Kreacher to bring muggle devices from muggle home called 'gym, or sometimes calls Kreacher to steal clothes from muggle shops.
Then one day, when the new Lord called him, he answered his call.
He looked better now, less gaunt but paler, dressed in muggle clothes, sitting in Master Arcturus's chair while books were around him.
Turning to me, he called, "Kreacher, how long has it been since you couldn't complete the order of Regulus?"
Stiffening at his words, I held my ears and pulled them down, "Kreacher be a bad elf; he couldn't complete order."
Calmly he calls me, "Kreacher, stop!"
Then he continues, "Kreacher, I will help you to complete his order, but you will need to support me to full fill his last wish."
Wasnt Master Regulus las \t order just about the locket? Was there any more order
"I know you are thinking which command, but don't you remember his last will of bringing down the Dark Lord? He gave his life to stop the dark Lord."
Yes, Good Master Regulus died so he could bring down the dark Lord. He gave the order to destroy the locket, but bad Kreacher failed. Dark Lord is out there, meaning good master Regulus' wish failed.
Pulling my ears down for punishment, I asked the new clever master.
"Kreacher doesn't know what to do, bad elf."
The new master smiles at me and makes a stop motion, then the room shakes, and magical pressure falls upon Kreacher, making him fall to the floor,
Looking at the new master, Kreacher can see his grey eyes getting darker and his hair flickering while the room rattles.
"I will help fulfill the Regulus' last wish, take down the Dark Lord, and restore the glory of the fallen Black House."
Listening to new conviction brings warmth to Kreacher's heart, and pride fills Kreacher for his new master.
"Now, Kreacher, I have a few orders for you, so will you join me in helping the house of Black."
(End of Pov)*(should I write elf pov like this or do normal English, gave me a headache to write it like this)
(Sirius POv)
After my talk with Kreacher, he got better and followed my commands without any detailing, and now the whole house was clean, and most importantly, mother's portrait was disabled and thrown in the attic.
Making Kreacher wear a butler suit was not out of any whim. It all came down to needing to be more visually pleasing.
Making my way to the kitchen, I marveled at what cleaning can do, the house was like a dump, but now it felt homey and welcoming. The prisoners woke up but while ago, but instead of cursing or being confused, they were reticent. I wasn't worried about them escaping, as the cells in the Black House were warded powerful, with runes that sucked any magic from the imprisoned, making them weak and unable to use any form of magic. Once someone is locked in, only the head of the house can let them out, even if the prisoner is a member of a black family, so even Bellatrix won't have any trick up her sleeve.
I didn't meet them, but all their information was brought to me by Kreacher, as I felt like it was optional to meet them. I did change their diet; from the last loaf of bread, I added water to the menu.
After eating my meal, I went to the office and again started preparations for the main ingredients for my first ritual.
I had decided upon three rituals, I could go for more, but I stopped it, the magical number three. My readings found that numbers do very much matter in magic; I can't do four rituals; I either do three, five, or seven, meaning only prime sets.
And the number of rituals can only be done depending on the user's age. The Ori!Sirius had done only one ritual, that too by his parents.
I could do more if I had been younger, so I am stuck to three.
The first one is related to magic
() one enhanced the magical control
() magical fluidity
()accessing the ambient magic in the surroundings easier.
()more power
First, I was looking for something like a more significant magical core or more magic, but all readings and research have concluded there is nothing like a core or reserves you are born with. Magicals all have the same latent powers on the base; it depends on how much magic you understand, your experiences
in using emotions to power up.
The ingredients or things needed are
()three, five, or seven high magical conductors or artifacts.
() three, five, or seven sentient artifacts
() miscellaneous ingredients and magical plants.
I am preparing to use my five death eaters as magical conductors for these. Since magical don't have a core or inbuilt magic, they make excellent conductors that absorb ambient magic. For sentient artifacts, I will use all the founder's artifacts since they became Horcrux; they did gain sentients. This ritual was not supposed to be used like this, but all the stars were aligning so perfectly, powerful artifacts in my reach and with nine prisoners in the dungeon. The ingredients will be left to Kreacher.
The second ritual is supposed to help in
() Enhanced Physic
()Enhanced Strength
()Boosted flexibility
()High Endurance
Even though I am working out and recovering muscle mass acceleratedly due to chugging healing potions and healing spells for fast recovery, I am still looking for an extra boost; after all, who doesn't want to become a magical Captain America or, in my case, Soldierboy.
The ingredients for this ritual were
()Three or five high conductors
()centaur blood
()troll heart
()pixes
()a phoenix feather
These ingredients seem pretty maniacal, but these rituals depend on how much magic is added. The conductors act as the gateway for the magic to fuel the ritual. So using the death eater prisoners will make it easier for me to make the already powerful ritual overpowered, as wizards are the best conductors of magic.
(Pov ENDS)
As our MC was busy plotting and planning, the rest of the wizarding world was in panic and fear and were waiting for the escape death eater attack or return of You-know-Who. However, they felt pretty anti-climatic when nothing happened.
Down in Albania, a wraith-like creature felt a tingling sensation that someone was going to cause him serious damage. However, it ignored the feeling since it believed in its invincibility.
1990/Diagon Alley
Hustle Bustle was going on today as school was starting; new students were coming for books and supplies while old students were coming for new material or just meeting up with friends. Away from the warm, welcoming scene, around the corner from Diagon Alley lay a dark, twisting alleyway, which was avoided mainly by all the people there. This place is called Knockturn Alley. Here you can get all things dark, ranging from books on dark arts to literal sacrifices, whore houses, virgin blood, etc. At 13 Bay in Burkes and Burkes, a cranky house elf wearing a butler suit was buying the infamous vanishing cabinet.
"Your master does know that we don't know where the other side leads too?"
A stooping man with oily white hair, Borgin informed the elf who came to buy the cabinet.
"Yes sir, Dinky Master be knowing this"
"Whatever," replied Borgin.
"Though do tell your master we would be willing to repurchase it at a higher price if he finds the other half," came the voice of the other occupant of the room. Greed was laced in the speaker's say, a plump man of low stature with a receding hairline. Burke Caratacus.
Flapping his ear while nodding, the elf replied in the affirmative.
Taking away the cabinet with him.
After seeing the elf leave, Borgin looked at his partner and asked the question that was on his mind.
"Whose elf do you think it was?"
Burke, not even bothering to look up the pouch with 800 galleons, replied
"Must be a person from out of the country; I mean, making your slaves neat clothing; maybe the master is French, they even let half-breeds walk around like wizards, must be a new trend among them."
Borgin was still looking at the vanishing spot with a calculating glint. "Nah, you know the elf didn't have a french accent, he was an English elf, but the question is who? a new customer or a new enemy?"
While the new elf Dinky took back the purchase his master ordered, the said master was wearing a glamor and looking for a suitable target in Diagon Alley.
(Sirius Pov)
Walking around and looking for a suitable target sounds easy but takes time and plans. My plan was to Imperious, a six or seven-year student, and then take the vanishing cabinet from the lower floor and put it on the seventh floor. I can access Hogwart's famous ROR(Room of Requirement). Also, get the second artifact or Horcrux. After this, the only Horcrux left would be the one in the Bellatrix vault.
My target should be a loner, so his activities of looking around for the vanishing cabinet don't get scrutinized. I mean, a change of behavior would surely be noticed by students. As I looked around, I spotted a teenager who had his head down and was reading a book, simultaneously walking behind, which I presume must be his family of four. His siblings and parents are not bothering him, so his parents and siblings must be used to his behavior. And by the title of the book 'The Rise and Fall of Tunguska.", which is not related to the school subject or Britain history, he is in Ravenclaw. So his chance of being my target went up pretty high; all I needed to do was wait and see if he greeted someone or if someone would come to greet him.
(Marvin Robin POV)
This day is both my good day and bad day. Bad day because I had to leave my comfy library and be between stupid people who don't appreciate books but also a good day because I could buy new books. So I dread and anxiously wait for this day. It's complicated!
Meeting possible acquaintances should have been a problem, too, but that all stopped when my fellow housemates discovered I was superior to them. Sure I don't get the top of the class, but I am different from the rest of the sheep. They only desire knowledge for their use or to get top marks. But I read books just because I love them. We had several fights, but they stopped in the third year when they found they couldn't infect me with their stupidity. I will show them one day, all of them when I read all the books in the world, but how will they believe me?
"Uhh, where's mum and dad? Oh, they're going to buy Jerem'ies books."
I should see if they have any new books in my favorite bookshop, "BOOKTOPIA." Walking through the crowd, I go inside the shop and see it filled with people. Smelling the fresh scent of books, I get a giddy feeling; I walk to the history section. As I spent half an hour looking for a good book, I noticed the voices behind me suddenly get quiet. Turning around, I saw a blond man smiling, and his wand pointed at me. The last thing I heard was
"Imperio"
(POV end)
(Sirius POV)
"Your job is to look through the second and third floors for a vanishing cabinet and then ask the elf to move it away, as you are going to work on that place. Go searching for it when you are free or are not in class. When they move it away, throw a random spell there. When done, use this mirror for further instructions. This mirror shard will allow you to get an order from me."
I have confidence in my ability to simultaneously Imperio two or three wizards as I have been practicing it on the Azkaban prisoners. I have been practicing more charms on them too, like Legilimency, Confudus, and my self-made illusions.
Handing him the mirror shard, I swiftly leave the prime area while taking off the wards for 'Confudus' and 'Quietus.' They cancel noise and let people not pay attention to this area. I left the store to a nearby alleyway and apparite to the Black Manor.
Entering the home and watching the elves fuss around the house was amusing. I had Kreacher look around the other Black properties that had elves and brought them here. In total, I haD five elves.
()Kreacher
()Dinky
()Caskey
()Horkey
()Woody
They didn't need any promises or anything. They were just happy they had a new master and work to do. Like tearing this place from the inside, adding a sauna, gym room, and swimming pool. Painting the house new colors while taking out bad or creepy decorations like the chandelier with a skull.
My eyes flicker to the side as my senses feel a tingle. Magically I have been trying to get the hang of my senses; till now, if I feel a tingle in a nearby space near me, I can anticipate it ahead of the action, whether it's an Apparition or a special elf method.
"POP!"
"Masty welcoming bacck, Dinky bought the cabnety, but the shady men be telling if masty found other cabnety, they be buying it back"
"Thanks, Dinky, which area did you put in."
Blushing and wiggling his ears at my gratitude, the excitable elf replied
"Masty, it is in your office.''
"POP!"
They are such gratitude and attention-starved creatures, but a little kindness can go a long way toward them being more diligent and loyal.
Walking up toward my office, I see my reflection in the hallway mirror. Gone was the pale visage of the gaunt man. Now stood here a buff, long silky black-haired man with a styled beard.
Working out, coupled with healing spells and potions, helped me build a lot of muscle; I am not worried about losing speed as I was the ritual would take care of that.
Entering the office, I spot the cabinet with its wooden door with a horse hoof design; it looks more like a toilet than a cabinet.
Mentally checking up a list of important things, I look at the report Kreacher put on my table. Sightings and habits of Weasly house. Who and when they came out of the house, their ward lines, etc. If an elf pops in, the wards will alert the house owner, even if he is not present, and wealthy owners will even have elf wards that don't allow them to come in.
To get Pettigrew, I have to have a member of Wesasly house, Imperiod and have them bring Pettigrew out. Elves are not invincible as they may appear, they can pop in and out of warded areas, and every wizarding house is warded.
Usually, Fred and George Weasley are out of the wards to experiment with their pranks; according to Kreacher, it's usually out in the woods, away from where Molly can't hear them.
Everything is in place; by tomorrow, I will get Pettigrew, and I can get the diadem in a month or two. The elves have already bought me the other misc ingredients from the market for both rituals, though a troll's heart had a wait time of three days.
Now I should visit my cousin, whom I have been purposely ignoring for a few weeks—both for the Horcrux and the ability to become Dark Lord's, right-hand woman.