The Apprentice of Death
Written by: Kaspis
In the smallest bedroom of number 4 privet drive a lone figure sat on the floor. 16 Year old teenage boy named Harry Potter was sitting and starring blankly to at the dirty carpet. The carpet had dark stains on it which were blood……
There were a death eater attack couple of minutes ago.
Flashback…
Luckily they have underestimated the blood wards. Half of them died just after the entrance into the house. But one of these assholes got a lucky shot with the killing curse ant his aunt. With her dead the dam ward has been broken.
In more interesting turn of events the death eaters underestimated the power of muggle weapons so while they were making fun of devise that his uncle Vernon was holding (which was a shotgun) two of them got killed.
It appears that wizards don't have shield to protect them from guns so no matter what they did the bullets went thru it with ease. Finally someone shot a crucius at Harry's uncle and he went down in great pain. While the remaining two were having fun with his uncle and cousin Harry snuck out of the corner which he was hiding in all of his Gryffindor pride. He picked up a pistol from the open safe where his uncle was hiding his guns and having never fired a gun tried to kill the death eaters.
He failed miserably…
Firs shot hit the picture of Dudley on the fireplace. But it most certainly got the attention of the remaining death eaters. They quickly started firing different curses and hexes at Harry. Seeing all the curses flying his way Harry quickly dove thru the door and landed near the stairs. He quickly got up and when the DE's came after him he was on top of the stairs. One of them aimed his wand and shot a huge ball of light which after hitting solid object becomes really bright and blinds your enemies for a short while. Unlucky for Harry in hit him square in the face when he turned around to se what is happening.
The light was so powerful that it practically scorched out his eyes. Harry fell on the ground and screamed in pain. This kind of pain he never felt before. It was unbearable. When crucius felt like your body was ripped into peaces it never touched specific organs like eyes. This however felt like someone was tearing his eyes with the spoon. It felt like hell…
After a couple of moments Harry was able to pull himself up from the ground and ran the direction his bedroom is. Surprisingly he was able to run without smashing into any walls. Before he ran into his bedroom he heard the last stair in the staircase sqicked as always when someone steps on it. Without thinking he extended a pistol the direction of the sound and aiming a little hire fired.
After a moment he heard how bullet goes thru the flesh and bone of the unfortunate death eater followed by his scream filled with pain. Apparently Harry hit him in the shoulder. He heard one of them muttering some hex that sounded like Reducto. After one more shot which he missed by centimeters Harry dove inside his room right before the wall where he stood was blasted into a million peaces.
He hit the ground on the stomach but quickly spun around and laid on the back aiming gun and his wand which he picked up from the ground when he fell on it. He was extremely tensed listening to the smallest sound the tiniest vibration which could warn him of the approach of an enemy.
His every muscle was tensed until the edge. Adrenalin has practically replaced blood in his veins. Now he didn't fell the pain from his eyes he didn't even noticed that he is blind. It did not matter to him. What matter was that he must make these mother fuckers pay for attacking him…
"Where the hell did that come from?" He thought. After all jus a couple of minutes earlier he was safely hidden in the shadowy corner.
Unknown to him at that moment a shadowy figure stood on the roof of the privet drive number 3 and watched the whole scene unfold thru the window or the wall. In through he didn't even needed to see what was going on he already knew what would happen, he was simply interested.
The biggest storm in a last couple of years did not bother him. His long black robe billowed in the wind. And an occasional lightning showed his pale face witch was mostly cowered in elbow length pitch black and now wet hair. He tuck out an old fashioned watch and looked at it. The watch was made out of some kind of black metal. In trough it looked like Dumbledore's watch only difference was that it all was somehow darker and there were a couple of pointers that actually showed time.
11.58 pm.
When the figure looked at it, the clock just melted into his hand and disappeared. A faint smile appeared on his lips. "Sooooooon" he whispered with the dark voice. A lightning struck and for e second his eyes were revealed. Dark lord would do anything for that kind of eyes. The whole eyes were pitch black and dark lines were running from his eyes down his pail cheeks. Then the lightning ended and he was gone.
Back in number 4 Harry had his back against the wall and his wand in one hand and gun in another. He was listening to any sound that would indicate that one of the death eaters poked his head out of the other side of the door. It appeared that both of them were cowards. He could hear their heartbeat. "I can almost dance to the beat" he thought with the cruel smile. "Wow what the hell is wrong with me? They're here to kill me I'm fucking blind and still just joking around!" He thought with disgust.
Just then one of the DE's poked out of the corner his wand raised and started to shout the incantation. "Avada -…" He hasn't gotten any further because Harry already send disarming curse death eaters direction. The hit was perfect but Harry missed to notice the other death eater already sending some dark pain curse which didn't require much power. It hit Harry square in the chest. He dropped on the ground and accidentally lost his wand.
He was about to glow their brains out with the gun but DE's were faster. They cast a full body bind on him. Harry smiled "Being blind sucks". Death eaters approached him and tainted their wands on him with smiles that usually newer meant nothing good.
Then Harry remembered something. He looked at the clock.
11.59 pm…
He smiled and looked at the death eaters who were confused by his ironic smile. "Well" he said still smiling "Happy birthday to me…" Death eaters started to laugh and targeted their wands to his face. "Avada-"
12.00…
Then everything went to hell...
A powerful wind swept thru the small bedroom lifting the bed into the wall. The writing desk went straight thru the opposed wall and into the next room which belonged to the Dudley and the DE's went flying into the wall.
After a couple of seconds it died down and death eaters somehow managed to pull themselves together. But they weren't the only ones who stood up.
When they looked in the direction where the Potter boy was they froze in fear…
There was a tall man standing. His shoulder length hair was falling on his face. He was wearing long black coat with neck sized collar. His pants were also black tucked in army like black boots. His hands were cowered in black gloves which had red runes and pentagram on it. His face still looked like the same old Harry… sort of… his face was a little whiter and longer. All other features were the same. All accept one…
His eyes…
They were completely white… And thought he was blind he was still looking directly at them. Not blinking not moving even not breathing… A ghost of a smile appeared on his face. With it the door shut and melted in one solid matter with the wall. Now the only way out was thru the window but to bet to it you had to pass Harry and he wasn't about to let them leave…
With one quick move he threw the gun that he still had in his hand in the direction of the death eaters. Who instinctively tried to put up a shield to protect himself. But nothing could protect him from what happened next.
The gun was very close to death eaters' face when Harry moved. The movement was so quick that to anyone else it looked like a blur. Not to Harry thought. At that moment he knew exactly what he was doing. He made a couple of steps forward and grabbed flying gun by the handle and pointed it at death eaters head. Then for a few seconds everything stood still. Then Harry's lips curled up into a cruel and sadistic smile…
He pulled the trigger…
The bullet went thru the death eater's skin, skull then his brain. A moment later bullet hit the wall behind the death eater followed by his blood and mass that a couple of moments ago was his brain. He died before reaching the ground. The other unlucky asshole was too shocked to even think clearly. But his face reflected clearly what he was thinking. He was afraid, very afraid.
Suddenly Harry looked at him and the same sadistic smile in his face. His white unseeing eyes looked straight at the enemy. Harry didn't see him with his eyes thought. He could sense him. He heard his heartbeat, his breathing. He sensed air vibrations when someone moved. He felt auras around people and magic in them. To say that he was blind was a huge mistake. He never saw this good. He felt everyone and everything three block radius. "Maybe being blind isn't so bad after all?" He thought sarcastically.
While looking at the last death eater he wanted him to suffer like those who he caused pain to. He wanted him to suffer he didn't know why but that thought entertained him. He never thought he would like to cause pain to anyone else. It really freaked him out. But now it felt like he wasn't in control of his body anymore. It felt like it was in some sort of self preservation mode ready to destroy any threat to it. Now only victory mattered and nothing else. Victory by any means necessary. Harry tried to stop. He tried to take control again. But that feeling was too powerful. After a short struggle he gave in. He fused with it.
The feeling was extraordinary. He felt all of character change slightly. He became crueler, sarcastic and much more powerful. He could practically feel darkness fill him completely. Now he was in control but he honestly didn't want that last peace of crap to live to see another day. No Harry was enjoying himself way too much.
His white eyes flashed and suddenly death eater was seeing the little girl no older than six which he tortured to insanity in his initiation to the death eaters. He saw all the muggles and wizards he killed during attacks he has been in. their faces were before his eyes. All of them screaming in pain bloody or even without some peaces of skin ears eyes or half of the face. But all of their screams were directed to him. They wanted him to pay and he started to feel their pain. It started to build up slowly. First the crucius then he felt like someone burns his flesh of his face then gouge his eyes out and so on. And after a couple of minutes he was feeling all the pain that he himself caused to the others.
He started to bleed. Blood went from his mouth his nose and eyes. Death eater fell on his knees and screamed in pain covering his face with his hands. "Like that would help." Harry thought with a smirk. Then death eater fell on the ground and started shacking violently. Harry's smile grew wider. He was defiantly enjoying himself.
After some time Harry got bored of torturing and decided to end scum's pitiful existence. He walked to him and picked him up by the collar. Then with inhuman strength he threw the asshole across the room thru the window. But then he remembered that it was just the second floor. And while DE was still in mid air thru the window Harry raised his gun and emptied the clip in the mother fuckers head. The moron landed into his aunts perfect flowers.
Then happened something Harry wasn't expecting.
He suddenly lost all his newly acquired senses. Then he actually felt that the gun was heavier than he firstly thought so he dropped it. But not being able to see anything really made him panic. He felt how that dark feeling of power, invincibility has started to leave him. His body started to change. His pale face began to acquire previous color. His hair was shrinking rapidly. His whole body was shrinking to his previous height. His clothes turned to dust and he again stood only with his baggy jeans and a shirt that was 4 sizes too big. The last change was that his mind was spit out from the state of dark power he was in and he felt it retreating into the shadows of his mind.
Only then he realized what he has done and was terrified by it.
End flashback…
Harry sat on the floor not moving. He thought of what happened. But the more he thought the less he understood what happened. It was like he was obsessed. It was like he wasn't in control anymore. It was like he was controlled by someone else. "Yeah" he thought "it probably was Voldemort. He must have possessed me again." But that didn't fit to him somehow. "Why would he kill his men?"
No matter what reasons he thought of they all were just excuses. Deep down he knew what happened.
He did it.
And the worst part was that he enjoyed every moment of it. He liked the power the speed the reflexes the sight. He liked everything that came with the dark sensation of power. But he wouldn't admit it. He didn't want to. Not even to himself. He could've done that. He wasn't like him. He didn't enjoy causing suffering to anyone no matter who they were.
So he fought his inner battle what seem hours to him but only minutes have passed. And if he would have paid any attention to his surroundings he would have felt that there was someone else in his room someone who just stood and watched this inner struggle of his.
After a minute or so Harry finally thought "No it wasn't me I'm not dark wizard I would never used dark magic and never will. I don't even know any spells of it so it just could be me!" He thought satisfied. It really was a great excuse to cover his real motives even from himself. Only it was never meant to last.
"Then you're a fool" A man standing in the shadows of the room whispered with the dark and dangerous voice.
Harry quickly jumped up and pressed to the wall. He was blind trapped and had no idea where his wand was. He didn't have any choice he had to buy the time while Dumbledore and the Order arrive. He was ready to say something but he was interrupted.
"Do you really think that I care that they are on their way here?" the same whisper was heard again. "And don't be afraid I'm not with the unfortunate ones who were so dumb to try to kill you." His voice was only a whisper but Harry heard everything.
"Who are you?" Harry asked lamely. He could practically feel a faint smile appear on mans face.
"My name is Dorian" the man whispered
"Right… That doesn't really tell me anything" Harry said with a bit of sarcasm.
"It shouldn't"
"Ok…" Harry said in confusion. This really wasn't getting anywhere. He was standing in a room with some kind of stranger who could kill him at any moment. But he didn't. So why the hell is he here? Talk?
"No" he whispered "I'm…" the multiple pops were heard outside. The man signed. "It appears we don't have much time. I was going to tell you more but now…" sound of running footsteps up the stairs reached their ears. "It seems that I don't have time to explain." He raised his hand. Palm at Harry. "Choice is simple you either stay here and die on the other attack or when you meet Voldemort. Or..." Something about not finding the door was heard from the other side of the wall. "…you can come with me"
"…" Harry didn't really know what to say. He knew this man was probably right. But he really didn't trust him. Then he felt powerful magic gathering outside the wall. Someone really wanted to get in. The man felt it too. He jus whispered. "I thought so."
His arm glowed red and he drew a pentagram in the air. Suddenly the same red pentagram only bigger appeared behind Harry. It glowed bloody red and then turned into some kind of black hole. The pull was so powerful that Harry didn't stand a chance. He was pulled in it without a struggle. Then it disappeared without a trace. The man smiled as he disappeared into the shadows.
Moment later the wall was blown to bits and Albus Dumbledore, Moody and Remus Lupin burst in the room to find no one. Well no one alive that is…
TBC…
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