A/N: Hey guys, back with another chapter and a few things going on here; it has a bit of a different feel. The Dumbledore article is not as cutting this time and its explained why within the fic. There are also multiple points of view within this chapter and a bit of Harry/Tom relationship building – or something like that ;)

Warning: Mentions of slash. Torture, blood, gore and violence,

Disclaimer: Characters are J.K, plot is mine XD

Parsel

Chapter 24;

It was like the entire castle was waiting for it, and because of this, when the post owls flew down and there was another blaring headline about the headmaster no one was surprised.

The Truth About Dumbledore;

The Brother,

Where The Ideas Were Disrupted,

From the long list of secrets that have come to light from the murky past of Albus Dumbledore, many are yet to come. It is known to us that Dumbledore had questionable parents and deadly love interests, but Dumbledore also had siblings. Aberforth Dumbledore and Arianna Dumbledore were both key factors in Dumbledore's youth and it is known that Aberforth stood up to his brother when Albus wanted to continue with his plans to make muggles subservient to wizards. However, Aberforth Dumbledore has his own shady life that could have affected his brother's great plans, some more than others, and just how much was Aberforth affected by his home life.

As already mentioned, Aberforth Dumbledore was willing to stand up to his talented brother and Grindlewald to protect his sister and maybe now we know some of the secrets of the Dumbledore household it is more apparent why. Growing up within a mix of secrets, lies and quite possibly violence, Aberforth became what some called a 'wayward' child and he failed to shine out of his brother's very big shadow. What little information there is about the second Dumbledore child it is clear that there was a definite resentment between the pair, and Aberforth was the one to put the famous crook in Albus' crooked nose, the reason has yet to be uncovered, but you can believe this reporter will get to the bottom of that mystery. Aberforth was known to come to wands over things rather that talk things through and it seems he was the one to inherit his fathers open violence, resulting in many petty duels during his time at Hogwarts. It is unsure his relationship with his mother, but we can speculate that it was rocky due to his clear favouritism of his sister Arianna. After his mother's sudden death, Aberforth wanted to drop out of school to care for his sister, but Albus, now the head of the Dumbledore family, refused to allow him to do so and made him complete his education, something Aberforth did not appreciate and his behaviour deteriorated. The summer brought the arrival of Grindlewald and many more arguments between the two brothers, Albus was more interested in his muggle domination to care for his family and Aberforth stood in the way of his plans. It was only after Grindlewald fled that Albus stepped properly in to his role and took up the mantle head of house, but the brothers never were the same again because something happened that as of yet is unknown. After he graduated from Hogwarts, Aberforth split from his brother, the whereabouts of Arianna is unknown, and pursued his own life away from his brother and the conforms Albus set for him. Aberforth rebelled and ended up putting more blemishes on the Dumbledore name by getting in to trouble from duelling, fighting and inappropriate use of charms on livestock, but nothing to suggest he followed either his mother, father or brothers views or ideas. I, of course, looked in to Aberforth Dumbledore today as there was no certificate of death and was surprised to find him in a comfortable life running the Hogs Head Inn in Hogsmead. It is unknown if he is still in contact with his brother as neither has ever mentioned the other, it is almost like they do not exist to each other, and I have yet to find what caused such a rift between the two. However many questions come to mind and the first being; what happened to Arianna? Did something happen involving the young hidden witch that drove the brothers apart? Did Albus continue with his mothers secrets and lies to keep his sister hidden and did Aberforth finally have enough? Or was it the mystery of Kendra Dumbledore's death that saw the complete disappearance of the youngest Dumbledore? All this has yet to be discovered, but I will dig deep readers and I will find the truth.

Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent to the Daily Profit,

It wasn't as punchy as the ones previously, but the questions that it left were exactly what Harry was hoping for. Whispers broke out and there was one question on everybody's lips: what happened to Arianna Dumbledore? Dumbledore didn't seem to be as bothered with the paper, but when the questions started reaching his ears, the old man's eyes widened and he was frantically looking around as if to stop them but not knowing how. The great thing about this article, however, was on the next page was a side article about Dumbledore with extra information on his charges over livestock. It was at that moment, when the rest of the school turned the pages and the hall plummeted in to an eerie silence. Rita, the dear she was, had left clear instructions on exactly what to do with the picture that accompanied the article, and it was the usually stoic potions master spitting out his morning tea after looking from Dumbledore to the picture that broke the rest of the hall. Retching, shrieking and Harry was sure someone actually passed out as the realisation of what they were seeing sank in. Dumbledore all but ripped open the paper when he saw the looks of disgust aimed at him, and went deathly pale before flushing red with rage. He stormed from the hall after bunching up the paper and throwing it down on the floor like a petulant child, Harry sat back and watched the hall in its chaos. He felt a bit sorry for the older professors, McGonagall looked ready to flee in her cat form and poor Sprout was as green as the plants she worked with.

Well, that went well. He commented and was given filthy looks from his friends, Or not.

Where was our warning? Paws snapped,

You didn't have to magnify the image. Harry pointed out,

I hate you. She informed him before leaving the hall, Harry bit back his smirk and looked at Tom. He was, by the looks of things, trying to consol Snape who seemed to be in the same condition as Lucius had been in. Harry sent the man his amusement, and received disgust and humour in return. He cast a tempus and grinned, he had plans for the evening and he was hoping to go back and use the day to scout his target. He passed through his lessons easily, the questions about Dumbledore's elusive sister on everyone's mind and was pleased with the outcome. If Dumbledore had any intelligence what so ever, something which Harry was reluctant to admit but understood the truth, he knew what was going to be coming next. He was just glad he had Rita set up behind impenetrable wards, as soon as the articles had come out he had had Luna set something up for that he was thankful. He would bet the entire contents of the Potter vaults that Dumbledore would be doing everything in his power in the upcoming days to make sure the final article did not reach the papers. It would be in vain of course. On the off chance that Rita was captured and removed, Harry had already been sent the draft and he was sure an anonymous article following in Rita's footsteps would make the front page of the Prophet. Harry wasn't surprised Dumbledore was not at dinner, it made it easier for him and his friends to slip out and meet in his rooms.

"It was rather light this time." Luna pointed out, Harry nodded,

"I know, it's the build up."

"I would have thought we had enough build up already." She said and Harry grinned,

"No, definitely not, not nearly enough. Think about it, for a second, after reading that article, what is the main question on your mind?"

"What happened to Arianna?" Luna answered immediately and then her eyes widened. "Oh, I see."

"Yes, and I can't wait for it to be seen by everyone else." Harry said brightly.

"You are delightfully evil." Luna said and Harry grinned,

"Thank you dear sister, you are too kind."

"The twins are currently within the castle, they're on their way with Venom and Bleach." She told him,

"Good, we need to run through timings before leaving. I think I'm going to tail mine."

"I still think it is a stupid idea." Luna stated and Harry shook his head.

"I know, but it is the only way."

"I said I could-,"

"Absolutely not." Harry cut her off and she scowled.

"I am not a child."

"I know. But I refuse to allow my sister access to sleezy clubs in Knocktun, when they would probably try and make you whore yourself out or force you on stage to strip." Harry returned and her expression didn't change.

"That's a minor risk and you know it. If you go then you know there are many things that could go wrong, the biggest of which is here in this castle."

"The risk to me is nothing compared to you, and I can handle Tom so your argument is invalid." Harry told her, his voice going hard.

"Harry, you know that he's on edge and if this gets back to him then he will snap. I can be in and out within minutes, I can dress like a doll-," She tried but was cut off again.

"No."

"You can't stop me from going."

"Watch me." He said darkly, glaring at her, "So help me Merlin if you even step near one of those clubs alone. I'll have you layered in trackers and protective enchantments quicker than you can say Knockturn."

"I am 15 years old."

"You are my little sister, I will not have you in danger for something I can handle myself. Do not argue with me, Luna Maia Lovegood, because I will win." Harry sent a mental call to Paws to send Badger to him as a back up, he didn't put it past her to get there without him.

"Fine," She snapped crossing her arms.

"Don't be like that. You know you mean the world to me, that's why I'm keeping you safe." Harry sighed,

"You can't keep me safe if you're going to get yourself killed." She yelled at him, Harry winced, but stood resolute. There was no way in Heaven, Hell or Avalon that Luna was going and that was final, whether she liked it or not. They were glaring at each other when the others came in, and Luna finally relented by throwing herself down in a chair as far from Harry as possible. Harry looked at the others and shot them a wry look,

"This is going to be brief, I wanted to double check that everything is fine for today/tonight." He said,

"We've got everything covered, we'll be going back performing at lunch, our alibi is air tight them." The twins told him, Harry nodded,

"Good, Venom?"

"Draco is lending me his timeturner so I can hit the 5 o'clock rush." He answered, "My plan is solid."

"Wonderful, remind me to get you kitted with a turner soon. They come in handy." Harry said and Blaise nodded.

"I'm not going." Draco shrugged, "It's fine for now."

"That's fine. I'm going back to tail mine for the day, before I get to work I need to observe." Harry said, "Badger, you're needed here. Watch Luna, and do not let her out of your sight." There was a very clear warning in his voice which made Badger nod seriously.

"I don't need a baby sitter!" Luna exclaimed angrily, glaring at him. Harry gave her a blank look and summoned his cloak,

"You are not getting a baby sitter, you're going to spend the evening with one of our friends to distract you from your unnecessary worry and stop you from putting yourself in danger." Harry stated, and he didn't give her chance to argue because he shadowed out.

"He is infuriating." She growled,

"Listen to him, Ray," Manic implored,

"You know he will flip his lid if anything happens to you." Panic pointed out,

"I can look after myself." She said, anger lacing her tone.

"And he knows that, but you know he is much more protective of you than anyone else. Despite the fact he was the one who taught you how to fight." Manic told her, Luna sighed.

"Fine, I won't leave, but I am extremely unhappy." She said to them,

"You know he'll make it up to you." They said cheerfully, "We're off," they dropped a kiss on Draco's cheeks and vanished from the room, the Malfoy heir blushed but was smiling. Venom shook his head at his friend and followed the twins out,

"So, anyone want to talk about the article?"

As soon as Manic and Panic left the school wards, they went back in time and apperated outside the wards of a large house, it wasn't big enough to be a manor, but it was much larger than your regular house. They waved their wands in sync and glamours wrapped around them changing their red hair bright blond, their blue eyes deep brown and removing all freckles from their face. Manic flicked his wand and the wards flared, there was a small hole within them, low to the ground, just big enough for them to slide through singularly in their animagus forms.

"Ready, Manic?"

"Ready, Panic." They changed and slipped through the gap, the two wild cats scampered towards the house before changing back.

"Are we going on heat and then our performance, or just by eye?" Panic asked,

"Go by heat, not sure if it's alone." Manic decided, he put his wand to his temple and muttered "Calor Conspectu," Panic copied the notion and they walked in side. Their vision was like that of a snake, it was one of Harry's spells that showed everything as a heat signature and allowed the person to see where anything that could be a target. Manic cleared the first floor with Panic covering his back, they moved up and on the second floor, Panic found a woman sipping tea in what looked to be a lounge. She spotted them, but before she could make a sound she was stunned with an edited stunner and disillusioned. They moved further up the house and on to the final floor and there was one strong heat signature in the master room, it was so hot that it was reading deep red in their vision. The twins grinned, they had slipped their target, one Derek Franklin, a fever fudge the previous day and because he had not received their cure he was still suffering the effects.

"Got the sphere?" Panic asked, indicating his own.

"Yes, break on three once we're in there?"

"Done,"

They crept in to the room and saw Franklin curled up on the bed, he was sweating and shivering violently – they may have doubled the needed dosage! – and smirked. Each twin threw their spear down making it shatter on the floor, immediately the room filled with vicious, bloodthirsty growls that seemed to echo. Franklin jerked up at the sound, his eyes darting around in fear and the twins grinned. Fred flicked his wand and darkened the room, the growling sounded more ominous in the dark and the twins changed their eyes to glowing amber. Franklin whimpered when he saw the two sets of eyes glaring at him within the darkness, they looked just like those filthy halfbreed eyes, this was why they needed to be killed.

"S-s-stay away f-from m-me." He stuttered. The twins cut the growling and began to laugh, it was low, husky and it made Franklin shiver in fear.

"Time to become one of us." Fred growled, using his animagus to make his voice different.

"N-no, NO!"

"You wanted to hunt us. Now you'll be hunted with us." George said using the same tone.

"No, please no," He begged, "I'll stop, I'll stop."

"It's too late," they sang,

"Beg and plead,"

"Try as you might,"

"There is nothing you can do."

"We bite!"

Franklin was openly crying now much to the twins amusement, and they were about to make it worse; they had borrowed another spell of Harry and most of the things he made were not pleasant.

"Visiocturna fallacia," George cast and the malevolent navy beam hit Franklin square in the chest making him fall silent. They didn't have to wait long for the effects to start, he started twitching and jerking away from an invisible attack. Then he started yelping, yelling and suddenly screaming out in pain. The twins snickered, it was the illusion spell that Harry had created for his blood quill, they had found it in one of his English note books and borrowed it for their target; they were sure he wouldn't mind. The spell, according to Harry, would eventually break the mind of those it was cast on, depending on the severity of their fear and the strength of their will, the spell could last up to an hour as the mix of fear, pain and resignation would cripple the human mind simply to relieve it from its torturous existence; the twins loved it. Franklin, however, was not strong of will and he seemed to be extremely scared of werewolves because his mind snapped within 10 minutes. He was left drooling on the bed, eyes glazed and expression vacant, George cancelled the curse and removed traces of all magic while Fred wiped any evidence of them being there from the room. George pulled out a syringe and stuck it in Franklin's arm, the clear liquid was pushing in to the blood and the man's eyes dropped closed and he stopped bleeding.

"Well, that was fun." Fred said, walking out.

"Yes," George agreed, "Next one?"

"Wonderful suggestion, twin, lets go." The pair slipped out of the house and out of the wards before apperating away. They came to a small muggle village and skipped down the road, it had been utter hell tracking their second target, one Horace Slughorn, because for the past year the man had been moving around more than Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. Once they had him though, he was not getting away which is why they effortlessly broke in to the house he was staying in and flashed equal evil grins when he ran out with his wand pointed at them.

"Good evening, Mr Slughorn." They greeted and his eyes narrowed.

"Who are you?" He demanded, his wand not wavering.

"We're here to pass on a message." Manic told him,

"From who?"

"The Dark Lord." They said together and Slughorn paled.

"I-I have not done a-anything." He stuttered,

"You've been meeting with Dumbledore." Panic said casually, and they both took pleasure when Slughorn lost more colour.

"I-I haven't, he came but I-I stayed away." Slughorn denied, the twins shook their heads tuting.

"Ah ah ah, lets us not lie." Manic said, disapproval lining his tone.

"It is extremely unbecoming," Panic agreed, mimicking his twins tone.

"Its too late now,"

"You brought this on yourself."

"Foolish man." They shook their heads. Slughorn went to curse them, but Manic dropped a small sphere and the room immediately filled with thick smoke, they heard Slughorn drop and smirked. Waving his wand in a circle, Panic cast the unique counter as his twin levitated Slughorn to where the man was keeping his postion's lab. They found a constructed room in the basement and Manic flung the man in to the wall as if he had been blasted back by the cauldron, Panic grabbed a cauldron and started throwing things in, he had his twin had created a certain mix that, on the surface, looked like it was becoming the wolfsbane potion, but really was a load of ingredients that would explode.

"Ready when you are." Panic said holding the final ingredient, Manic nodded and Panic flung the ingredient in the cauldron. They had time to vanish their magical signatures and bolt from the room, they were still thrown from their feet when the cauldron exploded and Manic groaned. Panic slapped a hand over his twins mouth when he heard someone move outside, they changed in to cats and slunk in to the shadows just as Dumbledore rushed passed them. As soon as the headmaster went down the stairs, they darted from the house and down the street, only when they were at least 5 streets away did they change back and catch their breaths.

"Shall we go buy our Draco something for when we see him tomorrow?" George suggested,

"Let's,"

They turned on the spot and apperated away; they had a fussy blond to shop for.

Meanwhile, Venom had gone back to 4:45pm and apperated to London. He knew, thanks to his mother, other entrances to the Ministry that had been long ago forgotten and he would be using one today. Casting the familiar obscuring charms that had been personalised by his mother, apparently you can never be too obscure, Blaise made his way to Knockturn Alley. He walked through the alley with his head down, he walked further in than most thought possible and continued to walk. He felt old wards and paused, he flicked his wand to make them flare and then he jabbed a rip in the centre to break them, temporarily and continued. The pathway became uneven and jagged, it started sloping downwards rapidly and the air became colder until Venom knew he was underground.

There were more wards which he slipped past effortlessly because of their age and their cracks, he picked up speed making sure to make no sounds as he moved. The twists and turns reminded him of the inside of Gringotts and it wouldn't have surprised him if the goblins had carved these tunnels, they were rather good at mining. He approached stone steps and took them two at a time, the tunnel had narrowed and he tucked in his arms as not to scuff them. Venom's eyes went upwards, he was looking for something that would take him above the exit, it was the one that wasn't monitored and he needed to stay undetected. He smirked when he saw a shadowed hole, using the jagged rock as leverage, he hoisted himself up and scrambled in to the gap which was a lot smaller than he anticipated.

Blaise kept on his stomach and slid like his animagus counterpart, he decided it would be easier to change as he could no longer see anything, it was as if the light had been removed from the gap and he couldn't protect against oncoming attack. As a rattle snake, it was much easier to move and he could pick up anything coming his way by their heat signature. The entire tunnel was a cool blue so he continued down until he reached a wall, he was momentarily confused until he looked up and changed back and pulled himself up. Venom could see the light at the end of the next tunnel he arrived in and used his snake to keep in the shadows, he wasn't sure where this came out exactly, but as a snake he could remain unseen for longer if it was necessary. He was surprised to come out down in the ministry holding cells, on the lower levels where they were only used by the worst of criminals, Blaise presumed that they were thinking it would take them longer to escape; the hole in the wall being the problem.

Once he was in and human, he double checked his obscuring spells and made his way up in to the main section of the ministry, he changed his robes to a low level auror to give himself extra cover for the atrium and then he was waiting. He cast a tempus and bit back a grin, he was on time and if his calculations were right, something he didn't doubt, then his target, Peter Mavericks, would be leaving the lift now. He kept his eyes on the crowds piling out and as soon as he caught sight of his mark he was off. Venom pulled out a set of Chinese needles and extracted one, they were much thinner than regular needles and possessed bubbled ends so they could be handled. He came up behind his mark and pushed the needle in to his neck, it had to be the perfect position, and his mother started to teach him this particular art when he was 8. I

mmediately the man's entire body stiffened and he couldn't move, Venom smirked as he passed, it was a Chinese art, usually used for healing, but there were certain places on the human body where needles should not be placed because they would cause harm; this was one of those. It would stop the blood flow from the brain and the rest of the body, and Venom could see that it was happening already, Mavericks' head was bright red and with a flick of his wand he summoned the needle away. Blood started flowing from the man's nose and the people around him started to notice, he was still paralysed and he couldn't even scream out in pain. More blood came, but this time from his ears and that was quickly followed by his eyes, he was drawing a crowd as people tried to help him, and Venom made sure he was able to watch everything.

Eventually, blood poured from his mouth and Venom watched as the light leave his eyes, his body was still locked in its position, but when people realised he was dead the alarms sounded. Venom jumped in the nearest floo and went to the cauldron, he walked through to the alley and cancelled the transfiguration of his robes as he moved towards Knockturn alley again. He moved back in to the shadows and considered it a good job as he apperated away.

Harry had gone back to the beginning of the day and started following his mark, one Jacob Smith, from the moment he left his house. The man was paranoid and had a baseline anti-apperation ward on the entire house, even for himself, so he had to leave the wards to go anywhere as he floo was also disconnected. He didn't notice the Parsel tracker that found its way on to his boot and Harry followed the pulse of magic through the shadows. He wasn't surprised when he landed in Knockturn alley, the shady alley allowed him to keep his shadows wrapped around him. Smith seemed to be doing deals with some of the crooks in the alley and Harry suspected that a few of these would be avoiding fines and prosecution because of the things they told him, he couldn't hear them, but it didn't take a genius to work out he was getting information on werewolves.

It set Harry on edge, Ellen's shop was hidden, but information on it could be leaked and that would be extremely bad given the current time. If he wasn't there for a reason, Harry would have been bored out of his mind, Smith spent the entire morning bargaining and dealing with the scum of the alley before heading to lunch. Harry watched as the man leered at the pretty female waitress that reminding him of Luna and he mentally thanked his protective side for not allowing her to come, Smith also seemed to have a thing for a guy at the bar. He had dark hair and pale skin, deep brown eyes and rather feminine features, he was attractive, whoever they were and Harry had something to build his glamour on.

After lunch, Harry followed Smith to a field where the man just stood and looked around, it was harder for Harry to hide, but he did have an invisibility cloak and he threw in a silencing and scent masking spell for good measure. He briefly wondered what Smith was doing when his enhanced hearing picked up the sounds of howling and his eyes widened, Smith had found a wolf hideout and as Harry had not been able to see Ellen since he had flushed the place with gold, he didn't know how many others had been found, but he knew that Smith could not be allowed to report this back to the other hunters. Harry would have to cut his observations short, that way he could stop this location getting reported, and continue his mission.

Smith went through the trees and Harry had to admire his tracking skills, he was good, but he was putting it to bad practice which was a shame, especially as it was going to be resulting in his untimely demise. When he was close enough, Harry cast an edited confundus charm on Smith, convincing him that he had already reported the location of the wolves and it was time to hit the clubs for the night. It was approaching 6 already and Harry was surprised, they had been around the entire area and he hadn't noticed. He apperated to the club that Smith decided on and stowed his cloak away, he took to the shadows and cast a glamour on his face making it softer, more feminine, he changed his eyes to bright blue and made his hair longer.

If someone knew him they would recognise him, but other than that he would be fine. He changed his clothes in to something more revealing, he made his t-shirt cling to him and his jeans hugged him in all the right places, before entering the bar. Harry spotted Smith at the bar and walked over, he ordered a drink and slouched over making his top roll up. He could feel Smith's eyes on him and looked at the man out of the corner of his eye, the man seemed to puff himself up before sliding over.

"Hello, I'm Jake," He introduced smoothly, Harry made sure he looked a bit startled but smiled slightly.

"Hi," He returned somewhat shyly, "I'm James, Jamie,"

"Well, Jamie, allow me to say that it is wonderful to meet you." He said and swiftly kissed his hand, the gesture made Harry's skin crawl, but he made himself blush lightly by remembering the time he had accidently walked in on Sirius and Remus; that had been forever burned in to his mind.

"Thanks,"

They sat in silence for a bit until Harry had finished his first drink and Smith insisted he buy him another, they struck up conversation about work.

"I'm a healer," Harry told him, "Burns specialist."

"Really? Becoming a specialist is difficult, I'm told." Smith said impressed, he was three drinks ahead of Harry and that was exactly what Snake wanted.

"It was hard, but worth it." He agreed, "What do you do?"

"I've recently gained a promotion," Smith said, his voice oozing with smug pride, "I'm an auror, but I have been selected to handle dangerous halfbreeds." Harry's eyes widened and he looked at the man in awe,

"You're from the Werewolf Protection Programme," His voice hushed and he watched, with hidden amusement, as Smith puffed up.

"Yes, I was personally selected for the job." He claimed and Harry looked at him in admiration.

"Wow, that's really dangerous." Harry said, "What's it like, facing one of them?"

"Well, you have to be quick. They're fast, see, but you can't show them that you're scared of them, I'm the human which means I am the better. Once they know that, they usually come in quietly, but some fight back and I've been forced to subdue some of them." Smith explained, he was obviously proud of his work and Harry made sure that he showed the right amount of enthusiasm for the explanation even if it made him sick.

"You've actually had to fight a werewolf?" Harry said, his voice hushed,

"Yes, look at this." He pulled up his sleeve to reveal a scar stretching up his arm, it was obviously made by claws, but it was something that could have been a lot worse.

"Oh Merlin," Harry gasped peering at it in shock, "I would have been terrified."

"I was merely doing what is right." Smith said in an attempt of modesty,

"You're really brave." Harry told him, looking up in to his eyes and placing his hand gently on his arm. Smith seemed to puff up even more and bought Harry another drink, they spent a few hours laughing and chatting and with more alcohol came more advances. Smith was… sloppy. Harry really couldn't help but compare him to Tom and it really wasn't helping, he was fighting his instincts of not breaking Smith's arm and when he drops a messy kiss on his cheek Harry very nearly killed him. He was reminded that Tom would be less than pleased, but then he pushed that aside, it wasn't as if Tom really had a say and he wasn't intending on allowing Jacob Smith from touching him more than necessary. He kept pushing drinks on the man and not drinking his own, finally, Smith wrapped an arm around his waist and leaned in to his ear.

"Fancy joining me?" He asked, his voice low and Harry had to fight back showing his disgust.

"Sure," Harry agreed, and allowed himself to be led out. He felt eyes on him, but as he looked around the bar and saw no one watching him he thought nothing on it. When they stepped out, Smith stumbled and Harry took that as a brilliant signal to take over the journey and apperate them away, they landed in a wide open field with literally nothing around. Smith fell on his ass and Harry sneered, he wiped his hands on his jeans and pulled out a blade that he had in his boot.

"Where are we?" Smith slurred and Harry smirked down at him,

"I felt that this was a better location for what is about to happen." Harry told him, his voice smoother and darker than it had been all night.

"What's going on?"

"You see, Jacob Smith, I know all about you and you work for the so called Werewolf Protection Program and you make me sick." Harry said and he thrust his knife down in to his shoulder making his cry out.

"Who are you?" Smith cried and Harry laughed coldly.

"No one to you, but someone who hates you." He said. Harry pinned Smith to the ground and stabbed his other shoulder making him scream, his lip curled when he thought of all the wolves hurt by this man and he had a sudden burst if inspiration. Harry ripped the blade deeply across Smith's abdomen freeing his insides and spraying himself with blood, he plunged his hands in and pulled out his intestines.

"Imperio," he cast the spell and forced it to take hold, the man was much to injured to fight, but he wanted to make sure he had full control. Eat them, he ordered, Harry grinned a truly awful smile as the man was made to comply, it was disgustingly stomach turning, but he made sure to watch everything; he never wanted to forget. With the amount of blood spilling out of the wounds and the fact that he was poisoning himself, Smith's body soon gave out and slumped to the ground. Harry sighed in disappointment, he was enjoying that, and he had to get rid of the body.

Harry grinned, he pulled out his wand and chopped up the body, he would scatter it and if anyone managed to find all the pieces then they would be amazing. He transfigured the pieces in to forest bits such as sticks, leaves and rocks and then overpowered a banishing charm to get rid of them. Harry smiled to himself, eyes lit up with an insane light, and cast a tempus, his first self would have left long before them so he shadowed back to his living room and successfully scared the living crap out of Badger and Luna.

"What happened to you?" Badger said alarmed,

"I had to cut him in to tiny little pieces." Harry told him sweetly, his voice sickening, like syrup, and Badger flinched at the sound. Luna muttered a curse under her breath and got up,

"Harry," She called and his absent attention snapped to her, she smiled at him and held out her hand, "Come with me, and will get rid of the blood. You're bleeding on the carpet." He looked down surprised,

"Oh, ok then." He grabbed her hand and cheerfully skipped away. Luna ushered him in to she shower and while he was cleaning, she pulled out his sleep wear and asked Winky for a cup of milky tea. As she suspected, when Harry immerged from the shower, he was rather out of it so she fed him the tea and watched as he fell bonelessly in to bed. Once she made sure he was sleeping peacefully, she went back to the living room and sat down next to Badger.

"What was that?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"That was a glance as what Harry calls his demon." Luna told him, "He has another personality almost, it's Harry, but its not. It's him without feeling, without emotion, without a care, but all of Harry's power and knowledge. It was the thing that broke through the Malfoy wards, delirious and covered in blood, it is the thing that Dumbledore created and that Harry keeps back daily."

"Is that why Harry struggles with his emotions so much. I know that he barely gathers the basics because of the way he grew up and they were practically forced from his body, but this… demon you called it, can't be helping." Neville said and Luna shrugged,

"I don't know. I can't imaging it helps him." She sighed, "I hate Dumbledore."

"It's a shared thought, I assure you." Neville agreed, "You'll be ok?"

"Yes, I'll be fine. He's asleep and should be fine tomorrow."

"Ok, night Raven." Neville waved and left. Luna sighed to herself and made her way up to the bedroom; sometimes, she wanted to kill Dumbledore herself.

"Luna!" Harry called from where he was mashed between his sheets, "I'm confused."

"I am not surprised, your demon made a little appearance." She told him, running her hand through his hair. Harry peaked his head up and looked at her in question, "You were a bit out of it when you got him, what do you remember?"

"I stabbed him, and then things go a bit blurry. I know I cast the Imperius and made him eat his one insides, brilliant by the way, but I've got nothing after that." Harry said after a moments thought.

"You said you cut him in to little pieces when you got back."

"Oh, huh, well I probably did." Harry shrugged,

"Are you ok to get up and go to school?" She asked and he pouted,

"I don't wanna," He complained and Luna smiled slightly,

"Come on, we're having a meeting later to discuss how everything went." Luna said. Harry grumbled under his breath as he pulled himself and in to the shower, he washed himself thoroughly removing all trace of Smith from him; he shuddered at the thought. Harry threw on his glamour and tugged on his uniform before trooping down to the living room, he dropped a kiss on Luna's cheek and headed out. Charms and transfiguration passed quickly and Harry dragged himself down to lunch, he could feel the tension amongst the teachers in the great hall and he could tell that something happened within the raids but he just didn't know what yet. Harry spent his free in the library before going to defence and then slinking up to his rooms, he was not feeling it today for some reason, he was impatient to know what had happened and to hear back from the others.

"Are you not going down to dinner today?" Luna asked him, as she danced her way in.

"No, I want to get this meeting out the way and then go to bed. I don't feel too good." Harry sighed,

"Do you want me get the Venom and Bleach?"

"Please. I'll get the others."

Luna vanished and Harry opened the connection to Swift and Paws, Meeting, bring Badger.

Be there in 5,

Swift, Paws and Badger arrived in the shadows and threw themselves down on the sofa,

"Hey guys,"

"You don't look great." Swift told him in greeting, Harry laughed,

"Yeah, I'm tired. For some reason, it really hit me today how sick I am of this." He sighed, "I'll perk up in a minute."

"Harry, I think I finally see what you mean." Paws said, smiling at him, he raised an eyebrow in question and she elaborated, "About the Dark Lord, he really is human."

"What made you come to that conclusion?" He asked, amused.

"I was in the library in the Gryffindor rooms and he was there with Moony." She said and Harry grinned,

"Ah, that explains everything. Those two argue like children."

"Moony snapped and insulted him, the man didn't so much as blink." Paws shook her head shocked, "I was expecting at least a curse."

"Tom does have some self preservation. He knows I would flip if he cursed Moony maliciously, and seeing as I'm wearing one of his trinkets around my neck… well I think that says it all."

"He's rather relentless, isn't he?" Paws said and Harry nodded.

"When Tom gets in to something, he has to see it through." Harry agreed, "It's a rather endearing trait of his."

"I will admit that I was shocked. I thought he was going to curse me what I said he was wrong, but he didn't,"

"Let me guess… he glared at you?" Harry said, laughing.

"Yes, it was terrifying."

"I don't know what he does, but he manages to scare the best of people with that glare."

"Well whatever it is, you have the exact same thing." Badger put in with a grin, Harry pretended to blush.

"Awh thanks. What can I say…"

"Hey, Snake," The twins greeted entering the room,

"Gentlemen, Bleach, Venom." Harry returned, smiling. "Come and sit, we have loads to discuss. Twins, want to start?"

"Both of ours were a success." Fred began, "We borrowed one of your spells and Franklin played host to it yesterday." Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"Yes, your nightmares curse. It was… beautiful." George sighed,

"I want to see that." Harry said with a smirk. "I can just imagine-," He cut himself off with a hiss of pain as he was suddenly flooded with rage from Tom, at first he was going to brush it away, but then he felt the possessiveness rushing through the man and he knew exactly what caused it. His friends looked at him in worry and Harry threw up some barriers against the pain,

"You all need to leave if you want to stay alive." Harry got out and then whimpered as the pain forcefully ripped through his temporary barriers and blood started to run down his face.

"I warned you." Luna said with a mix of anger and worry.

"I know," Harry groaned, "But you can argue with me later. Go, now!" his friends scattered, some through shadows and some through animagus forms, it was just in time before an extremely pissed off Tom apperated directly in to his rooms. Harry was overcome with pain and it only got worse as Tom closer, the man stalked forward and forcefully yanked his head back using his hair and furious crimson eyes glared down at him. Harry could feel it, Tom was so much more enraged now then he was with the Ginny incident and Harry guessed it was because the man knew how much he hated the girl, but this was different. This was a random pick up, or that's what it looked like, and Harry had no doubt that was what Tom had been told.

Give me one could good reason why I sshouldn't kill you for thisss Tom demanded and Harry struggled to understand the vicious hissing.

Because you are not my keeper and I can do what I like? Harry tried, and almost immediately regretted it. Tom's hand moved from his hair to his throat and Harry fought to breathe, he realised that Tom was not thinking clearly and was likely to kill him unless Harry calmed him down right now. Calm down, he choked out, but if anything Tom's hold tightened and Harry felt his head begin to feel light.

You think to tell me to calm down after this! You dare even think about someone else, and you expect me to calm down! What part of MINE is unclear to you? Tom snarled,

Not an object, Harry got out and then choked, And before you kill me, you may want to actually listen to me.

I fail to see why,

Harry's eyes narrowed and he felt his own anger spark, if Tom was going to trust him so little that he was not going to even allow an explanation then he ought to get used to not laying another finger on him ever again. Harry made his skin burn scorching hot forcing Tom to release him with a pained hiss, Harry twisted himself to switch their positions and before it registered, he had Tom pinned on the floor with one hand around his throat and the other pointing his wand between the man's eyes.

In your arrogance, you failed to remember that there is always a reason behind my actions. Harry hissed, and when Tom went to speak Harry tightened his hold and made his hand heat up Do not even think about speaking. He snapped, You do not even allow me to explain my actions, and you dare try and kill me for something you have not yet confirmed.

I saw them memory, Tom rasped and Harry noticed his lips were going blue, but at that point he was past caring.

You only saw me leave, not my intentions, and not my future actions. Harry snarled, Do not presume you know what I did after leaving. Now, are you going to hear me out or continue to try and kill me?

I will listen, He agreed sounding less hostile,

Good. Harry said, And I give you one warning. If you ever try anything even remotely similar to how you acted previously, I will make sure, with every inch of my power and resources, that you find yourself 6ft under the fucking ground. Do we have an understanding, Dark Lord? They were silently glaring at each other for around a minute until Tom relented,

Understood,

Harry used the shadows with vanish to the other side of the room, where as Tom silently apperated to the opposite side.

"Speak," Tom ordered and Harry huffed,

"If you would have come and asked me what I was doing, instead of throwing a fit worthy of a Malfoy, you would know that I went there to seduce that particular wizard." Harry said and Tom's eyes narrowed.

"That is not raising your favour," Tom stated,

"It should, because if you know that I went for that particular person then I had no intention of allowing them to touch me." Harry pointed out with a raised eyebrow, Tom blinked twice.

"You left with him."

"Yes, and now he's lying dead in pieces. Your point?" Harry threw back,

"He was one from the list." Tom said and Harry gave him a mocking round of applause,

"Oh look, there is that intelligence you hold so dear." He said snidely, and Tom rolled his eyes at the comment.

"If you would have, I don't know, informed me that you decided that you felt the need to seduce someone out of a bar to kill them, you realise this wouldn't have happened." Tom returned in the same tone, and Harry conceded he did have a point. Especially as he knew how Tom would react and Luna had warned him against both doing it and not telling Tom.

"Point taken, but if you would have allowed me to explain before flying of the handle then this also wouldn't have happened."

"Oh, and if you saw in someone's mind me seducing someone and leaving with them, you would accept that." Tom said with a raised eyebrow,

"Yes," Harry answered immediately, and Tom smirked,

"You are lying." He stated, "I can feel it," Harry scowled at the wall because he knew that Tom spoke the truth, if he had seen the same thing he would have flipped. That thought alone should have been the first major clue that the 'casual sex' they had started was developing in to something more, but Harry was wilfully blind to that fact.

"Fine, I would have been pissed. But I wouldn't have acted exactly like you did, and I would have waited for a damn explanation before killing you."

"I kill first and then asked questions." Tom shrugged unconcerned and Harry threw him a dirty look.

"Besides, you are not my keeper. I am allowed to do things without your express permission." Harry grumbled and Tom's eyes narrowed again.

"You are perfectly able to do as you wish, but you know exactly what pisses me off, and if you do not want extreme reactions then you should tell me before hand." Tom said to him, and Harry mentally cursed the man viciously.

"I hate you." Harry said,

"I know," Tom confirmed. Harry sighed and turned around, crossing his arms as he did so, Tom rolled his eyes and walked over. He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and gently kissed his neck,

"Would you like me to apologise for trying to kill you?" He murmured and Harry merely sniffed and stuck his nose in the air, Tom shook his head amused, "I apologise for attempting to kill you, and I will endeavour to ask your explanation if a situation like this arises again."

"Hm, acceptable I suppose." Harry relented, turning around and accepting the kiss Tom pressed to his lips, but he broke it off before things could escalate. "But you did try to kill me, so there is more chance of you teaming up with Dumbledore than coming to my bed tonight. And before you throw anything back, you are not taking me to yours either."

"You cannot be serious." Tom exclaimed, and Harry smirked,

"Deadly." Harry confirmed, "You could have had me wherever you wanted, with me begging you for more. But you didn't listen to me, and tried to kill me, so I am afraid that that kiss is the only thing you are getting tonight." Tom gave him a foul look,

"I hate you."

"I know," Harry said cheerfully, and with one last look of death, Tom vanished. Harry smirked, served the bastard right he thought.

Hey guys, I'm still alive. It's all clear. Harry sent to them, and he could feel the relief. They must have been together because they arrived back within the shadows and Luna rushed over to him,

"What were you thinking?" She chided, slapping him across the head before pulling him in to a hug.

"Next time I will listen to you." Harry stated,

"Damn straight," She agreed, "Now let me fix you up," she called for a bruise salve and gently smeared it on the quickly developing marks.

"He took it well then?" Neville asked lightly, as Harry winced as Luna poked his neck.

"Oh yes, he was thrilled." Harry deadpanned.

"I think we're missing something." Paws said, "What did you do?"

"Remember that I went out last night to dispose of my own name?"

"Yes, as we monitored the Order and the raids."

"Well, I may have missed out exactly what I intended to do." Harry said,

"He thought it'd be a good idea to seduce his mark away from the bar before killing him," Badger said and Harry nearly flinched at the looks he got.

"Are you insane?" Paws yelled, "Why would you do that?"

"I was going to tell him like tomorrow or something, but apparently someone saw me there and recognised me which means it was someone from the elite." Harry said and Swift shook his head.

"You puzzle me."

"I know,"

"So what happened?"

"He tired to kill me," Harry stated,

"No shit Sherlock." Paws snapped, "After that."

"Turned the tables, pinned him and left the same marks and more on him. Explained and warned him if he ever acted like that again I would put him under the ground." Harry shrugged, "We're fine, I'll go see him tomorrow after he's licked his wounds."

The group was looking at him as if he had completely lost his mind.

"You really don't see it, do you?" Luna said, amazed.

"See what?"

"Never mind." She shook her head along with the rest of the group.

"So where were we?" Harry asked and they sat down to commence with the meeting.

Chapter up and finished… I hope you like it and please let me know what you think!

Jess*