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Rating is pg-13 this is a A/U year5
I may or may not include parts of Harry Potter And the Halfblood Prince in this story.
I dont know if I'll write any ships yet.
It has come to my attention that has removed most of the symbols That I placed to represent different talking, for that matter I will try to replace them into the chapters. I apologize to any who had to deal with this.
parseltongue
written Parseltongue
telepathy
Anglo-Saxon>
Lord Lucifer Salazar Harrison Circe Slytherin alias Lord Jartyrae Black was currently in mental conversation with Lord Thomas Marvolo Riddle alias Lord Voldemort about what the statue did to him.
Voldemort, I have news from Azkaban prison.
Jartyrae, you sound different, what happened
I have discovered some chambers hidden inside the prison. They contain just what we need to conquer not only this world but others as well.
Others, what do you mean by that and you still have not told me has happened to you other than finding these chambers, your mental voice has changed and I want to know what caused it.
What I mean by worlds is alternate demensions, we have within the walls of Azkaban Forestress the resources need to transend demensions and take them over. It happened in the past but in this time it is impossible normally except if you have the proper materials or if you go through the veil.
Voldemort was growing impatient with Jartyrae, sure taking over everything would be good, not just good but great but something happened to his blood brother and that can cause himself harm, not death but harm and selfperservation is high on his 'to do' list.
JARTYRAE, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU, NOW!
Jartyrae smirked at gatting his brother angry, his plan had worked, now to tell his brother what had happened.
Voldemort, yes something happened to me and it is of vital importance as well. Now let me tell you a tale, a tale of a Dark Lord so powerful that he created the dementors. Lord Thanantos Cyrcius Slytherin, Our ancester, the only dark lord more powerful than Salazar Slytherin. You would not have heard of him for his name is feared more than yours ever will be. When he heard his end was coming he studied it instead of denying it. He then heard a prophesy that guarenteed his demise but foretold that his legasy will live on. He was to seal his grandsons soul, power and blood into a statue with a complecated blood curse, and seal his work. He did these and something else. He then sealed as much of his own power as he could spare into the statue that his grandson would combine in. He died. His grandson was one that we both repect greatly. The Great Salazar Slytherin.
Voldemort was making the conections in his head.
Salazar Slytherin is alive!
Not in the way you are thinking. here is the prophesy,
The Current Head of Snakes loses his Life as the third moon rises
His servants of dark and nonsoul sealed to follow the council, his Foretress taken to be a prison.
A Magick lost for a Mellenium an two century, to return
The Head of snakes must seal his work in the cell of the dungeons 17
The Head of Snakes Second Grandchild must be sealed in soul and blood to the cell 17
The Marked one who lived when is to die will be reborn as the Second Grandchild
of the Current head of Snakes, and rule The servants of Dark and Nonsoul.
For if the Line of snakes is to continue this must be done.
The Head of Snakes lose his life to the Head of Lions as the Third moon rises...
Voldemort then made somemore conections and was in disbelief. If what the prophesy said was true then he was talking to The greatest Man who ever lived(in his opinon).
Jartyrae was enjoying this, messing with his previous selfs heir was very fun.
Yes Lord Voldemort, If you have been making the connections then the answer is yes.
Voldemort was dazed a bit, not much but a bit. In a second he regained his composure.
Your Salazar Slytherin!
No I'm not Salazar Slytherin, at least not anymore, With the combination of the souls of Harry Potter-Black And Salazar Slytherin, We make Lord Lucifer Salazar Harrison Circe Slytherin alias Lord Jartyrae Black, as you now are Lord Thomas Marvolo Riddle-Slytherin alias Lord Voldemort Black. That is who I am and who you are now.
Voldemort acknowledged his new name, seeing as his brothers had changed, his would have changed as well. His mental link was building up pressure for somereason and he was getting slighty worried about that, so he mentioned it.
My mental link is staring to build up some magical pressure, I'm guessing that that is from your side of the link?
Your guess is acurate, it is my power trying to equalize with yours, you had better open the link more or else your head will blow off.
Slightly alarmed at the previous coments of power and pain, Voldemort open the link more and felt the power rushing through the link at him.
The pain was strange, like the cruciatus, but it had the feeling of possesion. Then it left and he was filled with Power, such power that it atleast tripled his own. Suddenly he apsolutly no regrets to bonding himself to Harry Potter.
Harry or Jartyrae said that their powers were equalizing meaning He was just as strong as himself. He should break Jartyrae out of prison, he will need to his power. And as he was breaking out Jartyrae he could get the followers that he gave Jartyrae. He had regretted giving Belletrix to him but even in prison Jartyrae showed promise, power and cunning. He had no regrets now with this.
Jartyrae, I will break you out of the prison that my followers had placed you.
Jartyrae having thought of a plan for ruling this world and others needed to stay in here for it to work. He decided to tell Voldemort his plan so they can work out the fine details.
No, I need to stay in here for atleast a year for my plan to work. I have found a base of operations for my followers in here, I need to study, complete rituals, and create weapons for our troops. I need the wizarding world to believe me innocent so that I may go without any unneccesary scrutiny from Dumbledore. In a year have one of your followers in the innercircle get captured, to get best results just place a new deatheater in the innercircle and brag about how your followers got me in here in great detail, then make sure that deatheater gets captured, that way you don't lose anything important. After the deatheater gets captured the ministry and Dumbledore will know that they made a mistake and threw me into prison. they will release me and do almost anything to recieve my forgiveness and allow me to get manythings I need. For this plan to work you cannot tell any other deatheaters, even in your innercircle about our bond, or even that I'm on the dark side. Got it?
A little annoyed at being ordered, but seeing the potential the plan had agreed to it.
I agree with this plan of yours, it holds potential. Contact me of anyother news.
Agreed, now I must leave the rooms before the dementors relize I'm missing.
Jartyrae was now satisfied, his plan was now in motion. He left the Lords chambers and headed to the balcony on the second floor. Taking a magical examination of the window infront revealed what he had suspected. The window was a extremely advanced scryglass. This version was able to even warp people to anywhere within the foretress by using the wards as a transport. Jartyrae snorted at the thought of what he was about to do, basicly apparte using the Anti-Appartation wards. With his magical scan he reconized that to warp in the prison you had to hiss in parseltongue where you want to go, luckily the spells on the scryglass were automaticly updated everytime a room was remade or added.
Now standing on the balcony he looked at the circlular window and spoke in clear parseltongue
Cell 17 Inside
The window rippled like water did when a large rock was dropped in the middle. Now the window showed the inside of his cell. Jartyrae then cast the most basic levitation charm soundlessly and nonverblely on his shoes. He got flipped upside down. Mentally cursing that detail he directed himself with his hands through the window. It felt like going through cold water or passing through a ghost. Now he was upside down floating in his cell. He canceled the charm and braced for impact.
Dark Lord Jartyrae Black discovered just how painful a cold stone floor was.
And Cursed that he forgot to put a cusioning charm on himself.
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