A/N: Hello my wonderful fans and followers, I got a really good response for the first chapter of this and I can't thank you enough! In England its just turned the 22nd which means IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! So as I'm in the happy spirit of my 17th, I am updating all of my HP stories and this is chapter 2. Hope you like…
Disclaimer: All belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling apart from the plot which I am glad to say is mine.
Warning: Minor swearing.
Chapter 2:
Harry was up and dressed by 7 the next day, he made his way down for breakfast and Narcissa glared at him until he finished a rather large plateful; she was terrifying. The Dark Lord found this quite amusing by the hidden smirk on the man's face, Harry threw him a filthy look and turned back to his food. Owls swooped in carrying mail and the morning paper, Harry was relieved to see Hedwig and she landed smartly on his shoulder sticking her leg out, before he took the letter he ran some tests which came up positive. His eyes narrowed at the tracker and an obliviate on the parchment, he disabled both and carefully opened the letter running more test and disabling the spells.
"Did the old fool get you girl?" Harry asked in a controlled voice and the smart owl bobbed her head twice and gave a hoot.
"Damn, did he spell the letter?" She nodded again, Harry growled and began to read the letter.
Snake,
Got to Manic can't break it, don't know how long I will hold out. Need M for clean-up and meeting, lemons will return he suspects, don't know what to do.
Panic.
Harry released a string of curses and glared at the letter until it burst in to flames, he banished the ash with a wave of his hand.
"Dobby, Kreature, Winky." He snapped trying to calm his raging temper, the three elves popped in.
"Yes master Harry?"
"Winky, is the headmaster at the school?"
"No mister beard man is gone to a meeting." Harry cursed again.
"Ok, Winky go back and watch him when he returns." She popped away.
"Kreature, go wreak havoc on the order meeting, keep them busy but make sure they don't know it's me telling you."
"With pleasure Master Harry." The ancient elf popped away.
"Dobby I need you to stay hidden with Ron and Hermione, make sure the esteemed headmaster does not do anything to them, give them a letter from me." Harry got from the table and apperated to his room, leaving a shocked table behind him.
Swift & Paws,
Manic's been breached, I'm sorting it and I'll break them, I have you covered. STAY AWAY FROM ALL CHICKENS.
Snake.
He handed the elf the letter and he popped away, Harry threw open his trunk and pulled out a black hooded cloak. He knew he couldn't apperate in to the store which left floo, he wrinkled his nose but was resigned he would have to use what he could, he ran back to the dining room where they were all sat discussing his previous behaviour.
"Which would be the best floo to use?" Harry asked his voice had a tight edge.
"Going somewhere?" The Dark Lord asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes and I need to go now before my complete cover is blown." Harry put a lot of emphasis on the now.
"Would you care to explain before you go and do something Gryffindor-ish?" This was the wrong thing to say to Harry at that point, his magic flared violently causing quite a few priceless artefacts to explode.
"I may have acted like a Gryffindor but I am not, I do not have time to listen to this and you can crucio me for lack of respect or whatever you do to your minions when I get back but right now if I do not get to my destination there is a good chance I will end up obliviated or dead as soon as I return to school." Harry snarled and he went to apperated but extra wards had been put up.
"Fuck this." He collected his magic and ripped the wards down before apperating away, he landed behind Gringotts and pulled his hood up hurrying towards WWW. He climbed in the open window at the back and headed to the upstairs apartment, George was pacing muttering under his breath when Harry got there, and Harry snuck up behind him with his wand to his throat.
"Panic?"
"Snake," He sounded so relieved.
"Is it safe?"
"Yes, locked down until I could find a solution."
"Where's Manic?"
"I had to stun him, we got in to an argument." Harry cursed again and followed George in to the bedroom where Fred was led out cold.
"This is going to hurt him a lot." Harry told George who nodded in a determined manor, Harry lifted Fred's eyelids and fell in to the others mind, when he had found the Fred's central point. Harry collected his magic and pushed it in to the point, he watched as the obliviates snapped and all the memories flooded in to the centre before branching out to their correct place, Harry pulled out of the mind and he was sweating. Fred was twitching but otherwise he looked ok, George enervated his twin who rolled over and groaned.
"My head, oh my head." He moaned and Harry sighed in relief.
"Freddie, you're back to normal?" George asked tentively handing over a headache reliever.
"I remember everything, oh merlin Snake is going to kill me." He groaned and George grinned.
"No I won't, I need your help." Harry said with his own grin, Fred shot up wide eyed.
"Snake, what are you doing here?"
"Well somebody had to come and fix what lemons did." Harry rolled his eyes, "Now on to the important stuff, I need your help; badly."
"What's happened?"
"All of my obliviates broke, and there's a lot that I have been missing." Harry said and the twins frowned.
"How much is a lot?" Harry sat and explained everything and the twins were shocked silent before they exploded.
"THAT'S CRAZY OLD FOOL!"
"We knew he was up to something but I didn't think it would go that far." George fumed.
"That's just it, he made sure we didn't. Panic, I need to break yours now and then I will cover you both from future attacks." George led down and Harry repeated the process, George woke up and vomited his guts and downed a head ache reliever.
"Oh Merlin, that's awful."
"I would apologise but it would be a lie." Harry shrugged with a smirk.
"What's do you need us to do?" Fred asked.
"I need you to go to my relatives house and make their untimely demise look like a muggle accident, I need it to be discovered much later in the holidays when I can say I ran away when I found it." Harry told them and both wore identical smirks.
"We can do that for you,"
"It shouldn't be too difficult,"
"We'll get straight on it!"
"Brilliant, now I'm with Bleach and I have Dobby watching Swift and Paws but if you could get over there and check on them I would appreciate it, we are going to show some outstanding acting next school year." Harry sighed.
"Snake, you've been acting for the last 4 years." Manic said slowly (Fred is Manic and George is Panic) and Harry rolled his eyes.
"Yes but Dumbledore thinks he's spelled them to alienate themselves from me, I'm getting my own private quarters."
"You'll work something out and we will manage to get in and out of the school to lend a hand." George pointed out, Harry nodded.
"What did the basilisk say?" Harry paled and cursed.
"Ah fuck, I am so getting crucio'd when I get back." He moaned wrenching a hand through his lengthened hair.
"You snapped didn't you?" Fred sighed.
"No but I was close, if lemons got to Panic as well I would have been dead."
"I wish thee luck Snake, you will need it." George patted Harry on the back in sympathy, Harry grimaced and got to his feet.
"Ugh and I have to deal with older bleach as I ripped down his wards again."
"You do have to stop that, it was bad enough you being able to tear a gap through the Hogwarts ones big enough to slip through let alone ripping them down." Harry stuck out his tongue.
"Yeah yeah, now are you going to allow me to apperate out or no?" Fred grinned and waved his wand.
"See you Snake, we will send a report via Winky." They told him, he grinned before disapperating with the tiniest of cracks. Harry landed in his bedroom deeming it a safe haven; he was wrong. Immediately there was a wand at his throat and he mentally curse the Dark Lord's intelligence.
"Hey, fancy meeting you here, it's a pleasant day for an interaction like this don't you agree." Harry said brightly, the wand dug a little deeper before it disappeared, Harry slowly turned around to face Voldemort.
"I do believe you said I could Crucio you when you returned." The older man drawled, Harry rubbed his head sheepishly.
"Yeah about that, I would appreciated it greatly if you refrained from doing so."
"Is that so, and the reason I should allow such disrespect?" Harry smirked.
"The same reason you allow me to call you Tom."
"I don't have a choice, I cannot force you because your stubborn side will refuse to break no matter what and I cannot kill you because for some reason you are impossible to kill."
"Exactly, and anyway, it was your fault I got angry, you made the Gryffindor-ish comment." Harry pointed out and Voldemort rolled his eyes, Harry grinned and flung himself down in a chair.
"By your bright spirit you have everything sorted?"
"Yes, Lemons managed to get to Manic and is he would have got to Panic I would have been royally screwed; they're doing clean up. I also broke both their charms and obliviates so they are up to date with everything." Harry told the Dark Lord, Tom raised an eyebrow.
"Lemons?" Harry smirked.
"Code names, we have a few."
"Really,"
"Yup, it was quite funny coming up with some of them, Draco's is the best."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I decided on Bleach." The Dark Lord, who would later deny anything of the sort, snorted and Harry laughed out right.
"I can't imagine why."
"Me and Mione found it hilarious, the purebloods didn't get it at first but then I bleached Ron's hair." Harry explained with a chuckle.
"When will you know about the muggles?" Harry grimaced about the reminder.
"Manic and Panic will send me note and let me know how much time they have bought me, I should get it tonight or tomorrow." The Dark Lord nodded.
"Lucius would also appreciate if you kept yourself from ripping in and out of his wards."
"Well if people would answer my requests I wouldn't need to." Harry said with a huff, the Dark Lord rolled his eyes.
"Lunch is in 30 minutes, unless you want Narcissa to physically drag you there I would advise attending." Harry was told before the older man swept from the room, Harry thought it would be best to heed the warning and prepared for lunch, he decided to make his own way down to the dining room which, by the time he got there, gave him 5 minutes before the meal.
"Are you quite alright now Harry?" Cissa asked him as soon as he was seated.
"Yes, I had a small problem but it's sorted now."
"Good,"
"Mr Potter, I don't know how you're doing it but please keep from ripping down the wards, they are locked on to myself." Lucius said in his usual arrogant tone, it was then Harry noticed Voldemort wasn't present.
"I will try." Harry replied in a bored tone, he made sure his face was blank.
"Indeed you will, it is highly disrespectful and I will not take it in my own home." The blonde hissed, Harry merely looked at him blankly.
"Hrm, ok, if you see things that way."
"I do,"
"Excuse me Cissa," Harry rose gracefully and glided from the room, only when he was clear did he smirk; Lucius was such a foolish man. He walked to his room to change his clothes, he put on tight black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt then called a house elf to lead him to the duelling room. He set up a dummy on medium and began, it was easy and he didn't even have to use any dark arts, Harry rolled his eyes and upped the level to max. Harry slashed through the dummy quickly and decided he actually wanted a challenge, he set up 4 dummies on hard and took his position. He span, twisted and dodged out of the way of the spells before throwing back an onslaught of light and dark spells, his casting was speeding up and Harry relished in the freedom and power. He slashed through the first two with practiced ease, he jumped over a spell before blasting the final two through the air; Harry let out a sigh of relief.
"Impressive," Harry span around and threw a number of different spells at the voice.
"Seriously, why do you creep up on people?" Harry exclaimed to the smirking Dark Lord.
"I am the Dark Lord." He said as if it explained everything, Harry rolled his eyes.
"You just like the vindictive pleasure of scaring the shit in to people." Harry muttered waving his wand to fix the damages.
"Yes, there is that."
"Prick," Harry breathed.
"What was that?"
"Nothing nothing, now why did you come and try to kill me?" Harry asked, Tom raised an eyebrow at the dramatics.
"I decided to see how you duel."
"It feels so good," Harry said dreamily.
"I can imagine"
"It's not the same as a real opponent but it's the best I can get." Harry shrugged.
"Indeed," Tom murmured as he took out his wand and stepped up to the platform, Harry looked at him wide eyed.
"Um what are you doing?"
"Giving you an opponent." He drawled.
"You want me to duel you?" Harry questioned as if he was insane, Tom smirked.
"I'll hold back if you wish." Harry scowled.
"Don't bother, I want to be able to say I lost to the Dark Lord when he was duelling me properly." Voldemort rolled his eyes and Harry fell in to his stance. Tom struck first not that Harry expected anything else which is why he immediately hit the floor and rolled over, he jumped up and was straight on the defence. Harry spotted what the Dark Lord was doing, he was trying to wear him down so Harry dropped his shield and relied on his honed reflexes to avoid the spells and began throwing spells back. Because he wasn't using shields he had a rise in power so he linked spells together whilst dodging, he put more power behind his spells and a well-placed bombarda forced Tom to raise a shield, the spell slammed in to the shield and Tom stepped back with the force. Harry used this to his advantage and threw two reducto's a confringo and a diffindo in quick succession, Voldemort blocked and dodged the first three but the cutter struck true and a deep slash appeared on the Dark Lords face; Harry nearly dropped his wand in shock. He froze for a second too long as a bone breaker collided with his wand arm making him hiss, he switched hands and continued, he was at a worse disadvantage now as his aim and speed were near half. Tom picked up speed and Harry took a few more hits, he was getting desperate so he brought his patronus out and pumped as much power in to it as he could and it was blinding, he randomly flung cutters and blasters at where Tom was before he collapsed to his knees. Prongs flickered and died and Harry was impressed, he managed to hit the Dark Lord twice more, once in the arm and again in the face if the bloody nose was anything to go by.
"That was fun." Harry panted and then groaned when he touched his arm.
"I has been a while since I actually had a decent duel, I was hit." He sounded so shocked that Harry laughed.
"I can't believe I managed to hit you, let alone 3 time, personal victory." Harry cheered before wincing, he had been hit in the ribs and the head judging by the blood. Tom waved his wand and heeled his nose and cheek before waving over Harry who felt his skin sew back together.
"Narcissa is going to kill me." The teen bemoaned as he dragged himself up and held his ribs in place, Tom rolled his eyes.
"Stop whining," Harry huffed and trudged down to the front lounge, it was just passed the dining room and luckily Narcissa was sat with Lucius because Harry was exhausted. Harry didn't realise what a mess he looked after an hour of duelling because Narcissa gasped and leapt to her feet.
"Harry what in Merlin's name happened?"
"Where is your skele-gro, I kinda need it?" Harry said sheepishly.
"Why?"
"I have at least two fractured ribs and a shattered right arm."
"I told you nothing strenuous, what on earth were you doing?" Narcissa demanded and Harry looked at her wide eyed just as Tom walked in with his arm secure.
"It was him, blame him, this is all his fault." Harry exclaimed wildly pointing at the Dark Lord, Narcissa turned to the Dark Lord who rolled his eyes. Narcissa decided it was best not to ask, she summoned an elf for the potion and passed it out, Harry scrunched his face in distaste but sighed in relief when his ribs and arm started to knit back together.
"Thanks,"
"I am surprised, your last trick was unexpected but effective." Tom told him after he muttered a spell on his arm which locked it in place.
"I was desperate, you had shattered my wand arm so I was even more disadvantaged, and it was the only thing I could think off." Harry told him, he felt his arm and was happy it was only the fore arm damaged, he conjured up a sling and tied his arm in place it would be fine in the morning.
"I didn't believe you would continue after your wand arm was taken out."
"I'm stubborn remember," Harry grinned, "Besides, I managed to hit you once I wasn't about to give up."
"How long have you been able to produce a corporal patronus?" This made both Malfoy's look up.
"Since I was thirteen, I had to drive 100 of them off from sucking out mine and my godfather's soul." Harry told him with a shrug, Tom blinked as Lucius eye's widened and Narcissa gasped.
"What in merlin's name happened?" Lucius asked shocked, Harry raised an eyebrow but answered.
"It was the first time I had met Sirius," Harry began and he went on to explain what happened up to the point where he woke up in the hospital wing.
"That doesn't explain why you had to drive of the dementors, you just said you collapsed." Lucius drawled and Harry's eyes narrowed slightly before he masked his face.
"Really, I'm sorry I must have missed that out." Harry said sweetly, he rolled his eyes and carried on.
"We were told that Sirius had been captured and was going to receive the kiss within minutes so me and Mione went back in time to help him escape, I drove of the dementors which would have sucked out our souls earlier that night and we rescued Buckbeak and flew him to the tower Sirius was being kept in and he flew away on the hippogriff." Harry finished.
"You saw yourself conjuring a patronus." The Dark Lord noted impressed, Harry nodded.
"Confused the hell out of me."
"I can imagine," Narcissa said faintly.
"I think I'm going to shower, I have just realised I still have blood on me." He threw a pointed look at Tom who smirked. Harry winced as he climbed the stairs and he welcomed the scalding shower, he threw on some black robes over black slacks and headed for the library, he had to finish his potions assignment as he had yet to receive his OWLs.
"Hey Harry,"
"Hey Draco, when are the OWL's due?" Harry asked.
"Tomorrow, they're late this year because of the disruptions in the exams." Harry nodded.
"What's the date?" Draco blinked.
"The second of August." Harry gaped.
"Are you serious? I forgot about my own birthday." He exclaimed.
"When was it?"
"The day I got here!"
"Well that is a perfectly reasonable excuse for forgetting." Draco pointed out.
"Merlin, I gave myself the best gift ever." Harry sighed happily, Draco rolled his eyes.
"Prat," Harry finished his essay and grabbed a book, they went to dinner and retired to the back lounge. They were talking about the ministry and the summer's ball which was set for the next week when a house elf popped in with a letter for Harry.
Snake,
Squeaky clean, August 29th, Swift & Paws fine. Lemons tried again, get your act on, meet 18th.
M&P.
Harry couldn't help the shit eating grin that came to his face, he wanted to jump up and down but refrained from doing so in such company.
"Good news?" Tom asked with a raise brow.
"The best, I'm free and clear until the 29th."
"What will you do then?"
"I'll run away to the leaky cauldron like a naïve Gryffindor where I will be discovered panicked and scared that my only family were brutally murdered and I didn't know what to do." Harry explained absently, he was thinking on how he would act in the upcoming school year, the old fool obviously had things planned for him but Harry had his own plans. He had some serious thinking to do and it all depended on how quickly he was swayed to the Dark, looking at the Dark Lord through the corner of his eye Harry thought going to the dark wouldn't be all that hard.
"Will you join me?" Tom asked and Harry smirked.
"I might be swayed." Was Harry's reply as he got up and left the room, Harry grinned to himself and wondered just what the Dark Lord would resort to to get what he wanted, Harry didn't care as long as he got what he wanted as well. He thought it best if he wrote a quick note to Ron and Mione before he crashed for the night so he called Dobby and scribbled on some parchment.
Swift & Paws.
Everything is clean, meeting 18th. If you need to send a note call Dobby, stay safe.
Snake.
Draco Malfoy was a pain. Harry did not appreciate being woken up at 8 in the morning and he wanted to wring the blonde's neck.
"Why did you feel the need to wake me and such a stupid time?" Harry demanded for the third time as they entered the dining room, the smell of food brightened the grumpy teens mood slightly.
"OWL's Harry," Harry froze.
"Shit, I forgot about them."
"Language at the table Mr Potter." Harry looked at Lucius emotionlessly before digging in to his food, Tom smirked at the teen whose eye's twitched.
"I apologise Mr Malfoy, how careless of me." His tone was flat but if you listened closely, it was bitingly sarcastic.
"It is ok, I expect you are not used to civilised behaviour at a table." Harry understood the hidden insult and smiled sweetly.
"Indeed, though I believe there are some who would say that some standards are above which they are entitled to receive, so I act as I see fit." A sneer flashed across Malfoy Sr's face before it was once again blank, the Dark Lord was watching the exchange impassively but his eyes were burning with amusement.
"Of course that may well be true," Lucius placed his right and on the table where his lordship ring was in place reminding Harry of who he was, the Malfoy house was very high up the food chain 3rd if Harry was right.
"But in high society the standards are high, especially to those who are above the majority." He finished speaking and ran his finger almost absently across the lord ring, there was something like triumph in the mercury eyes and Harry was tempted to smirk, the blonde thought he had Harry.
"You are correct Mr Malfoy, it would be highly disrespectful of me to act in a rude manor in front of those who are above the majority in high society." Harry allowed the Potter lordship ring appear, he couldn't believe Dumbledore obliviated the knowledge from him.
"Then again, it would be perfectly reasonable for me to act however I deem appropriate if I was one of the minority that was above the rest." Harry allowed the Black ring to show itself and Lucius' eyes widened slightly before the mask was secure.
"O-," Harry cut him off.
"But of course I could act however I please if I was again above the small minority that was above the rest." The Peverell ring showed clear on his right hand and the mask cracked as the blonde's eyes widened visibly.
"I-'" Harry cut him off for the second time.
"The best thing is, if I was one of the rare four to be yet again above the small people that fill our world, I would say that gives me a certain rite of passage to do and say whatever the hell I want, whenever I want, wherever I want." The Gryffindor ring popped in to existence as the final lordship ring on Harry's pale fingers.
"Wouldn't you agree Mr Malfoy?" Harry asked softly with a small tilt of his head, he gently stroked the rings with a small almost invisible smirk.
"Y-yes I would have to agree Mr Potter." The tension around the table was palible as Harry and Lucius continued to stare at each other, the Malfoy lord was paler than usual and Harry and a glint in his eye that screamed pain for Lucius if he carried on. The Dark Lord hid his smirk, it was amusing and intriguing to see Harry like this, if this was how he was out of his masks then he wanted to see more; a lot more. Lucius always took pride in being one of the most influential wizards in the world and he had just been outranked 3 times by a teenager, he nearly insulted someone who could ruin him with a mere sentence, he would avoid all confrontations with Harry Potter again. Two official looking owls swooped down at that moment breaking the tension as birds landed in front of Draco and Harry, Lucius looked to his son and Harry took his own letter with s deep breath.
OWL results for Harry James Potter-Black,
Pass grades;
O – Outstanding
E – Exceeded Expectations
A – Acceptable
Fail grades;
P – Poor
D – Dreadful
T – Troll
Please note that all incidence which occurred during exams have been taken in to consideration and students have not been penalized.
Transfiguration – O
DADA – O* (Extra credit given for patronus charm and highest score ever seen)
Charms – O
Potions – O
Herbology – O
History – A
Astronomy - E
Divination – P
CoMC – O
Congratulations Mr Potter-Black you have gained 8 OWL with an extra credit and record, your achievement will be noted and you are eligible to take NEWT's in all passed subjects.
Griselda Marchbanks,
Head of Magical Examinations.
Harry blinked before allowing a smile or come forth, he had done better than expected and Dumbledore was going to do his nut.
"So how did you do?" Tom asked him, Harry handed him the parchment and grinned when the man's eyebrows rose.
"Impressive, especially the record in defence." He noted and Harry nodded.
"Defence is my best subject, I taught it to nearly half the school last year." Harry told him.
"Really, what did you cover?"
"We were up to the patronus when we got busted, nearly half the group managed it." Harry shrugged, the Dark Lord blinked.
"You taught students younger than yourself?"
"Yeah 3rd through 7th,"
"You do know that most adults struggle to produce a corporal patronus?" Tom pointed out.
"I don't see why, it's not that difficult really if it's taught right." Harry said.
"The actual charm is only marginally problematic but casting it in a brightly lit room is completely different from casting it to repel a dementor."
"Ah but I didn't learn it or teach it in a brightly lit room, I learned with a boggart that morphed in to a dementor." Harry explained and Tom's eyebrows shot up.
"That is incredible, how did you get a boggart dementor and how was it learning with it?" Tom sat forward a little, he was highly interested in how a 13 year old learned the patronus on a dementor.
"Well my biggest fear used to be a dementor, I have a particularly violent reaction to them and they turned up to a Quidditch match and swarmed me; I fell over 50ft. Remus agreed to teach me and used a boggart, it was hard because the boggart imitated the effects of a dementor exactly and as I hadn't done the spell before I could only produce the mist." Harry told him, they were both ignoring the Malfoy's who had started up their own conversation pretending they weren't avidly listening to Harry.
"Your biggest fear was fear itself; rare." Tom noted, "How long did it take for you to produce the mist?"
"3rd try, I kept passing out until I found the right memory." Harry rolled his eyes, "I got so frustrated when it took me weeks to get further than that."
"At 13 years of age you produced a patronus mist on the 3rd try and you were frustrated?" Tom deadpanned, the teen clearly didn't understand how powerful he was.
"Yes, it was annoying, I hated not being able to do it." Harry shrugged.
"You are a mystery." Tom muttered.
"I do try,"
"What NEWT's do you intend to take?"
"I will only drop history, astronomy and divination, I might drop care as well but I did get an O." Harry tilted his head in thought.
"I can't decide until I meet with my friends, we have lots to sort out and of course a lot depends on your coercion skills." Harry flashed him a smirk, the teen tucked the letter away and dragged Draco off to the library.
"So what did you get on your OWL's?" Harry asked the blonde.
"Passed everything except divination."
"Same, I want to know if anyone did pass it cause if they did, they are impressive." Draco grinned. The pair paid chess and exploding snap until lunch, Harry decided to redo his transfiguration essay which was lucky because he discovered the original had blood on it. He was thinking on what he and his friends needed to cover in the meeting, he would have to break Ron and Hermione's charms and obliviates before they could do anything. Harry knew the subject of the dark, they would want to know when they were going to join and honestly at the present moment Harry couldn't give them an honest answer. They would have to discuss it and of course the ball was coming up and he would be free to act his true self, it would change many's view on him and Tom would only up his plans to convert Harry. Dumbledore was a major issue, they had everything they needed to ruin the man but it couldn't be done until school and they would have obstacles to work around, with Dumbledore believing he has spelled his friends to avoid him it would be difficult but Harry wasn't a secret Slytherin for nothing. If all three of them could get in and out of the school multiple times to arrange meetings and deals with people they could work around this, they had spent half the last year scouting the country for people who had information on Dumbledore, Bathilda Bagshot had been a gold mine, of course she didn't remember telling them anything but that wasn't the point. Harry ran his hand through his hair, he would worry about it in the meeting which was 15 days away.
The week leading up to the ball went in a flurry and Narcissa was going crazy, Harry tried to avoid her as much as possible, she was analysing everything and it saved him meaningless tasks that she was ordering Lucius and Draco to do. Pureblood balls were the social events of the season, it would be talked about and scrutinized by everyone who attended, if anything went wrong it would be a gossip scandal and you could bet everyone would hear about it. They could make or break a family name, if the ball was a success then the Malfoy name would be elevated and have a chance of going up to second but Harry wouldn't allow that, he had already began investing and sharpening the Black name, as Sirius had spent most of his adult life in Azkaban the name had begun to crumble, it was on the up again but currently only in the shadows and in wealth; Malfoy wasn't even close to the Black fortune, it was brilliant to have a healthy relationship with the goblins. Harry lounged in the library reading a potions text thinking about the ball, as he would be taking the subject next year it would be good to prepare for the shit Snape was bound to give out. Harry was quite looking forward to the ball, he knew he would be judged and criticized but he was an expert at underhand insults and manipulations, he was pretty sure he could worm his way out of any trouble that came up and if that failed he would challenge the person to a duel and be done with it. No one truly knew what he was capable of and if he thought about it, neither was he. He hadn't had access to his full magic in so long that he wasn't quite sure how to use it, hopefully it wouldn't come to a duel but it would liven up the event if it did, there was dancing involved and Harry hated dancing. He saw it as a pointless task, he was in no way interested in a marriage contract between him and an heiress, he wasn't even interested in girls in general, he had found that out when he kissed Cho. Plus he had slept with a guy and found that much more enjoyable, he sighed and made his way to his bedroom, it was the only complete safe haven from Narcissa who was approaching quickly. Harry hadn't seen the Dark Lord much in the week either and the teen had the suspicion that Tom was hiding from Narcissa also, he would claim it was work and business but Harry was sure the man was sat relaxed and laughing at the Malfoy men get bossed around by the crazy witch. Thinking of the Dark Lord Harry suddenly got a searing pain in his scar that made him stumble, anger surged through him which didn't belong to him, Tom was clearly pissed off about something, his scar burned again blinding him and Harry barely kept in a whimper. He felt something running down his face and was shocked to see it was blood, it must because he was close to the Dark Lord, he gripped his head as it felt as if it was about to split. Harry pushed himself of the wall and ran to the back lounge where Lucius would be, he tripped around the corner and all but fell in to the room.
"Where's the Dark Lord?" Harry demanded his voice a hiss and the pain ripped through his head.
"In his study in the east wing but he demanded he wasn't to be disturbed, he was rather angry." Lucius told him.
"Oh I know he's angry." Harry ground out moving his hand, the blond caught side of the blood and blinked.
"What in Merlin's name?"
"I don't know, screw it, I'll get cursed it'll be less painful." Harry turned and bolted to the east wing, he followed the pain in his scar to the Dark Lord and when it brought tears to his eyes he summed up that he had found him, he knocked sharply. The door was threw open violently.
"What, I said not to disturb me." He snarled and Harry growled.
"So sorry but if you could learn to control your temper I wouldn't be here." The Dark Lord hissed.
"What is it?" Harry showed him the blood from the scar.
"I am fortunate enough to be gifted with pain when you're angry, this however has not happened before and I would appreciate you fixing it."
"You are in pain when I get angry? Hrmm, strange." He waved his wand and muttered something in Latin and Parcel.
"It used to be just around you but I'm guessing as you no longer have murderous tendencies to me that's stopped." Harry explained and sighed when the last of the pain left him, Tom motioned for him to come in and Harry took a seat in front of the desk.
"What had you so pissed off, I haven't felt you that angry since the prophecy?" Harry asked cleaning the blood from his face.
"Dumbledore,"
"Angers the many, what's he done now, minus the fact he's still breathing?"
"He's stopped two crucial decree's being passed, he has found some mysterious seats that he's now proxy for."
"The one about werewolves and vampires." Harry said.
"Yes how did you know?"
"I keep up, I can vote as I have four houses and I've claimed the titles for, of course I'm a little behind as Dumbledore obliviated the knowledge from me…" Harry trailed off with narrowed eyes.
"Oh he's a bastard." The teen hissed.
"We've established,"
"Did Dumbledore happen to gain another say 11 votes by proxy?" Harry asked.
"Yes, it was a surprise because it was out of nowhere." Harry cursed.
"He's using mine. They are my seats, I have exactly 10, 4 for Gryffindor, 3 for Peverell, 2 for Black and 1 for Potter, the other I have a suspicion is Prewett but I'll have to check, I will be gaining another seat for the Potter house by the end of the summer, my investments have brought my wealth higher and bought back the seat my father lost because he used his money for the war effort."
"Which is unfortunate in the current situation, you are unable to take up your seats without alerting the fool that his manipulations have been discovered." Harry tugged at his hair.
"Damn him, and I can only pass on two of my houses legally without him knowing and being able to do anything."
"Which ones?"
"Peverell and Black,"
"That is half of his votes, which on the dark would aid us, we nearly had the laws passed until these votes sprung up." Tom mused.
"I can put Narcissa as Black proxy, Andromeda was disowned and Bellatrix is a criminal which leaves Cissa, I would hold the title but I should be able to get the goblins to file a twisted clause in the Black files stating that if the Lord is unable to perform his duties then the next blooded Black has to serve as proxy."
"That could work but it depends on the goblins who are rather difficult to work with." Tom pointed out and Harry smirked.
"Yes they are unless you're me of course, we have a brilliant relationship."
"Of course you do," Tom muttered, "What about the Peverell house."
"Now that one is going to be much harder." Harry sighed.
"How so,"
"Well the only one the seat can be deferred to is you." Harry stated.
"Yes, that does make it marginally difficult."
"I could twist it to make it so you can place a proxy in as you can't go to the ministry for the casting of votes, if I get a clause placed like the Black one but add that if the Lord is unable to perform their duties and the next in line is unable to the next in line can also choose a proxy if the seat has been deferred, I will have the goblins word it as they can be sneaky little bastards."
"Can you arrange that before the next vote?"
"When is it?"
"September 14th," Harry smirked.
"Definitely, we usually begin business around the tenth, it will give Dumbles less time to try and counteract the family causes." The Dark Lord smirked.
"Brilliant, I will place Lucius as proxy, he is unusually gifted with politics and as I cannot go myself he is the best option."
"Agreed, of course as soon as I can go there myself things will be easier, I have things to sort before that's possible."
"Oh,"
"Yes, I am currently fixing all of my family names to be of the standing that they deserve, the reason Narcissa has gone slightly insane over this ball is because if this ball is a success then it will higher the Malfoy name. Lucius is hoping to overtake the Black soon but I have been working in the shadows with Sirius last year to fix the Black name and raise its status, we managed to tripled its net wealth and invested in multiple company's which are already bringing in gold, add a few generous donations in the Black name Malfoy doesn't stand a chance; but Lucius doesn't need to know that. The Black's and Malfoy's haven't a hope of passing Peverell in this century in wealth or power but I've also been investing with them too, the house has been dormant for years but it has its hand in nearly everything. I used the Potter house for my muggle enterprise, I may hate muggles but I see no reason to exploit them for their money, I created and bought out several businesses which are now raking in the gold." Harry explained.
"And you did this whilst in school last year?"
"Yup, but it was broken and scratchy thanks to Dumbledore which is why I have things to sort out. I started the Potter on the year before that but that's still going to need looking over." Harry grimaced at the mess he could have.
"How were you not missed?"
"I have a great working relationship with wards." Harry said with a smirk.
"The school wards are one of the best in the world, I would estimate that the only ones which are better is Gringotts."
"I can get through then too, only just but it is possible, I don't even know how, I just able to slip through the smallest of gaps. If I can pick a small hole I can get though." Harry shrugged.
"Me, Ron and Mione spent most of our time outside the school, were scouted the country for information and we spent a lot of time in the ministry last year."
"Why?"
"Dumbledore,"
"Ah,"
"I have an unnatural amount of work to sort out when I get back to school, the fact Dumbles is giving me my own quarters is only a benefit for me."
"He really is pushing everything, to give you your own quarters."
"I know, he's 'spelled' my friends to alienate themselves from me too, foolish man." Harry shook his head and rose to his feet.
"Sleep, heaven forbid I sleep in tomorrow." Harry muttered as he stretched, Tom chuckled.
"She would murder you I believe."
"No doubt, the Black madness truly didn't miss any of them." He grumbled as he left.
So that's chapter 2, a little taster of Harry's way with words, what do you think? Let me know in a little review please, I love hearing from you all. I hope you all like it!
P.S. If you like Dark!Harry stories, check out my others, Dark Repercussions, Twins: A Different Life and Embracing Evil Series 1 and 2. Thanks,
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