A change of heart.
WARNING: WILL EVENTUALLY BE SLASH.
Rating: R
AN: Now we're going to go back to see why Harry joined Voldie and follow through the time he stayed at Riddle Manor before Draco's initiation. Sorry if you wanted it to continue from the prologue but I felt I had to write the next few chapters about this first.
Also, I've decided to move this to the summer between 6th-7th year instead of straight after OOtP. See bottom for answers to reviews – thank you for reviewing!!!!!!!!!!!!
*** Chapter 2 – Decisions, decisions.
XXX Beginning of Summer Holidays. XXX
Harry Potter woke up with a jolt. Then he sighed and shook his head. It was just his cousin Dudley sneaking downstairs to the fridge. His diet would never work.
Ever since the war had begun, Harry had awoken at the slightest sound.
After all, Moody always said the most important thing was ' Constant Vigilance' at all times.
Over the last year Harry had changed a lot. He had spaced himself from his friends, made up with the Slytherins and was even known to pair up with Draco Malfoy in lessons. When the war began, however, the Slytherins began disappearing, probably called by their parents to become Death Eaters. Harry had discovered he was gay and had a brief relationship with Seamus Finnigan. He'd also slept with Draco, though he had been drunk at the time.
When Ron had learnt this, through a jealous Pansy Parkinson, he had dropped Harry completely, and shockingly, Hermione had sided with him. Draco, as well as cursing Parkinson, comforted him with this lost and made it a lot easier on Harry. They had grown very close, though Draco would indeed be a Death Eater on his birthday.
The-boy-who-lived had buried himself in his studies. He tied with Draco in most lessons and sometimes even beat Hermione.
After a time, Dumbledore made him begin training for the war, though Harry honestly couldn't see how he could defeat Voldemort. Snape hurled curses at him, including the lesser two unforgivables. Harry dodged them with ease. Flitwick and McGonagall challenged his logic with 'games' and puzzles that were of Hermione + level. They were a lot harder than the giant chess set he had faced in his first year.
They all expected him to keep up with schoolwork, revise for tests, do homework, play Quidditch and worry about teachers throwing curses at him 'for his own good'. On top of that, he had to worry constantly about a possible attack from Voldemort.
It seemed to him that the teachers never considered that he was also a normal teenage boy, not just the-boy-who-lived. They thought he didn't have teenage worries. Like spots, dates, friends… He was being forced out of his teenage years by people he trusted, just like the Dursley's had forced his childhood from him.
Harry began to wonder if the dark side was really so awful. He remembered watching a muggle movie, Star Wars, when he was younger. At the time, he had thought he'd have gone with his dad if he'd been Luke, even if that Dad was evil. It would have been easier.
Harry began to wonder if perhaps he would have an easier life if he joined Voldemort.
For instance, he wouldn't have the constant worry of attack, as he would be the one attacking. The Order never attacked the Death Eaters, though Harry had never been able to work out why.
He could be with Draco freely. That was something always at the back of his mind. He desperately wanted Draco, but both had agreed it would only end in tears, with them being on opposite sides. But if they weren't on opposite sides…
For the next few weeks, Harry began seriously considering joining Voldemort. He would get power and money if he did. Not to mention excitement and adventure.
However, he was worried about his parents and Sirius & Remus. They would hate him, the parents he had never known would hate their only son if they could see him. And Sirius and Remus! Sirius would probably just break down, believing it to be his fault. Remus would try to talk some sense into his lover, but he would be furious. Harry could see the scene now, and it hurt him.
However, he had decided that, just for once, he was going to decide for himself and to hell with what other people thought or expected. He had played along, been Dumbledore's little hero for long enough. It was his life, not theirs.
Even now, lying in his bed at the Dursley's, he was certain of his decision. He would join Voldemort. Harry carefully considered how he would leave the Dursley's. Tomorrow night, he decided. He wouldn't tell the Dursley's where he was going, save the Order gave them Veritaserum. They would all know soon enough, anyway.
The next day, Harry left his room only to receive meals. The rest of it was spent packing and planning what he was going to say to Lord Voldemort. He did not expect a warm welcome. But, judging by his past experience of the Dark Lord, Harry knew he was unlikely to be 'Avada Kedavared' on sight. Voldie liked a good show of chatter first. Hopefully, this would give Harry enough time to convince Voldemort of his sincerity.
When night came, Harry was awake and quickly got dressed in his preselected clothes. Some old jeans and a tight black tee he had nicked from a jumble sale – they actually fit him, and his Hogwarts robe over the top. Harry doubted that Lord Voldemort would approve of his turning up in Muggle clothes.
Once he was dressed, he looked at himself in the mirror that he had taken from Gryffindor tower. Nobody had ever used it, as it tended to insult whoever looked into it. Harry had removed the spell before hanging it in his room.
" Very nice, dear. Who are you trying to impress?" Asked the mirror. Harry wondered if the mirror could somehow contact Dumbledore. He decided that it couldn't. " Lord Voldemort." Harry replied.
The mirror then did something very strange. It smiled. No, really, the bottom curved into a smile.
Then it said, " Tom? Do you know something? I used to be his mirror. One day however, a jealous Gryffindor, who wanted me, cursed me to insult whoever looked into me. Tom was so angry that he threw me out of the window, straight into the hands of the Gryffindor, who couldn't lift his own curse but hung me in Gryffindor tower anyway. Tell him I miss him, won't you?"
Harry blinked at the mirror. " Um. Yeah, ok." Then he set about writing a brief note to the Dursley's.
Vernon, Petunia & Dudley,
I'm not going to live here any longer. This is just to say, I understand the way you treated me. You were scared, and it was no worse than what some of my friends would do to a Muggle child if one were left on their doorstep. But that doesn't mean I forgive you. Or like you. Don't tell anyone I have gone – they'll know soon enough.
- Harry.
He read through the note and decided that it would do. Indeed, the way the Dursley's had treated him seemed kind and loving compared to what Draco's father would do if a muggle child were left on his doorstep.
Harry collected his trunk and Hedwig and silently tiptoed out of his bedroom. He doubted the Dursley's would really care if they found him leaving in the middle of the night, but he didn't want to take any chances.
He crept down the stairs, avoiding the creaking one, and wondering why he hadn't put on his invisibility cloak, reached the front door.
" Alohamora!" He whispered, thankful he was now of-age in the wizarding world and allowed to do magic.
The door swung open and Harry Potter stepped outside of No. 4 Privet Drive, never to return to his old life.
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NEXT CHAPTER: Harry comes face to face with the Dark Lord – what surprises will wait for him at Riddle manor?
AN: I don't really like this chapter but I love the next one (which is much longer!).
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