Trust no one, obey to no one, and care for no one
…except…
Disclaimer: I wish JKR would give me the rights of Harry Potter for Christmas… Fat chance… Please don't sue me!
Rating: Offers Lemon drops around Loads of Lemon to come… NC-17! Nyark!
Pairings: Harry Voldie, Remus Sirius, Lucius Sevvie…
Warning: Ron, Hermione and Dumbles bashing, torture and Violence! And very probably SLASH! If you don't like it, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE YOU BASTARD!
Categories: humour & fluff! But the world DOES grow dark… soooo weeell, let's just say: party time for the dark side!
Sorry for the wait, guys, I've been very busy with my studies and everything… Anyway, thank you all for the reviews, you all are the best!
Keys:
-Speech- : Parseltongue
Speech: Telepathy
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Chapter 5: Ghostly Charms
It was Christmas. All the students had left the Castle to go back to their home.
Draco was very happy to go back home. He couldn't wait to hug his parents, to eat Christmas pudding and drink a lot of Eggnog, to unwrap his presents… Of course, his dad wouldn't be as cheerful as usual, with Sev death… It was no secret in the Malfoy family that Lucius and Narcissa got married because that was what their parents had planned for them. The truth was Narcissa had been involved with Tonks for a while now and Lucius never hid his love for Severus. The blond man, however, didn't hold any grudge against Harry. He was just disappointed in his lover.
When Draco stepped inside Malfoy Manor, he met a very unusual sight. There were several broken china jars, the carpet wasn't where it should and Narcissa was sitting on the stairs rubbing at her temples.
"Mum? Did something happened? Did the Ministry…" the blond boy asked, a bit shaken.
"No…no, we just have a… unexpected guest." The witch answered with a smile as she stood to kiss her son on the top of his head.
"A guest?" asked Draco incredulously. They never had any guest on Christmas.
Then, he heard someone shouting and running. What he saw after that left him speechless. He almost fainted.
Severus Snape's ghost glided through the entrance hall, followed by a frantic Lucius, almost as white as his dead lover.
"Sev! You can't tell! If Dumbledore wins, they'll kill me! Sev wait! Pleeeeaaaase! Listen I forgive you for spying all those years! I loooooooove you!"
Ghost-Snape turned sharply and Lucius nearly ran through him.
"Potter killed me, Lucius. I want to turn the little shit in. I HATE him! As soon as I figure out how to get off here, I WILL!" the transparent man said, looking really pissed off.
Lucius sighed; he didn't have the energy to argue with the man when he was so stuck up about Harry Potter.
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Riddle Manor:
Harry stretched like a cat on the over-stuffed sofa. It really felt like home. Tom conjured a couple of logs in the hearth and lit them up before laying down next to Harry to let the teen curl up against him.
Remus and Sirius had been disappointed that Harry turned down their offer to spend Christmas at Grimmauld Place, just the three of them. But, thought Harry, surely THEY would understand that a boy could want to spend some time alone with his boyfriend. Besides, Harry wasn't too keen to spend two weeks alone with his godfathers who tended to behave like teenagers in love. Even Tom and he didn't giggle and blush like five years old!
So, after much nagging by Dumbledore and McGonagall, Tom and Harry were able to floo away from Hogwarts. Bellatrix insisted they took a bag full of Tupperware containing two weeks supplies of food. She obviously doubted their cooking abilities. What could you expect from men anyway?
Before Tom and Harry left the Castle, however, they had prepared a little Christmas surprise for the old fart. On this bright Christmas morning, after an unbelievable night of Christmas sex, as they lay on the couch, Tom looked at his watch.
"Three… two… oooone." He then conjured a kind of screen and Harry grabbed some pop-corn.
On the screen, Hogwarts' corridors appeared and they saw Filch turning around a corner. The old ugly man went all stiff and glassy eyed. The two dark wizards watch as he walked mechanically through the school and the grounds. Filch stopped in front of Hagrid's hut and knocked on the door. The half-giant opened and glared at the filthy caretaker.
"Is ther' somefin' ya want Argus?"
"Avada Kedavra."
Tom and Harry cheered as Hagrid hit the ground with a loud thump. They laughed their asses off when Fang launched himself at Filch who had just been freed from the imperius curse and at a look of disgust, fear and panic on his face.
The dark lords snickered as Dumbledore and McGonagall hurried through the lawn to discover a very dead gamekeeper and an agonizing caretaker.
Tom banished the screen and bend down to kiss a beaming Harry. The Light was so screwed.
"Let's open presents!" called Harry cheerfully once his lips were released.
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The ends of the holydays came way too soon in Harry and Tom's opinion. On the Hogwarts express, Ron and Hermione tried to invent a lame excuse to avoid the couple. As a matter of fact, the two dark wizards had put up a show earlier, snogging every time they came across the red-haired and his bossy girlfriend.
As Draco settled down on the seat facing the Dark Lord, he suggested 'disposing' of the two Gryffindors as soon as possible.
"Yup" agreed Tom, "the dorm would be much more comfortable with more room and less stench of muggle-loving dimwit."
"Oh, we have plenty of room! You're just too messy." Argued Harry.
The remaining of the journey was spent play-fighting and eventually, they arrived at Hogwarts to be welcomed by a grim looking staff.
Once they were sited at their respective tables, Dumbles stood up and announced the tragic deaths of Hagrid and Filch.
Harry looked utterly depressed and even started crying on Tom's shoulder.
They should award me an Oscar! He sniggered in his lover's mind.
On the other side of the Hall, the slytherins were unsuccessfully trying to repress their smiles but there were no more Professor Snape to glare at them.
Malfoy Manor:
"HA! At last!"
"What?" sighed a very tired Lucius.
A floating transparent Severus Snape pointed at a book. "I need to perform a ritual; it can give me a semi-corporeal form!"
"Sevi, love, I'm quite confused. What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about coming back and giving Potter what he well deserved!"
Lucius shook his head and dropped heavily on the nearest couch with a strong vodka-martini.
Hogwarts Castle:
"Bella, you can't really expect from students to perform right away a complete dark blood-bond with the realm of Darkness, can you?" sighed the Dark Lord, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
Bellatrix bounced through her office, collecting a few vials and checking her hair in the different mirrors on the wall.
"Yes I can Tommylove! Those children are SO smart! They'll make such wonderful Death Eater later!" she giggled.
"Tom's right. If they fail, they'll go straight to hell. And they're far from being dark enough to perform the ritual."
Bella looked put out for a second but her everlasting smile reappeared very quickly.
"Oh well, I'll teach the ritual first. We'll do the real bond later."
Harry and Tom looked at each other.
Thank Satan she dropped it.
Although… that gives me one hell of an idea.
Harry raised an eyebrow and Tom winked, meaning he would explain later.
Later, in the Chamber of Secrets:
"So?" asked Harry.
"It's about our great plan of turning everybody in the world dark-and killing the others. We can use Bella's ritual to turn all the seventh year."
"But how? Surely they wouldn't be attracted to crude dark arts…"
"Yeah, but the point of this ritual is to witness Hell, innit? And you've seen Hell; you know they might be tempted by the darkness if we show them… the interesting places."
"Are you suggesting organizing a sight-seeing tour of Hell?"
Tom thought about it a few seconds and answered with a wide smile.
"That's the idea!"
"Well, let's make sure they see that wonderful swimming pool, and also the night club…"
And they laughed evilly before eating the cookies Bella had given them.
Malfoy Manor:
"Hahahahahaha! I'm back! Potter, beware!" And with that, Snape left the Manor, humming 'On her Majesty's Secret Service's tune.
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A/N: I know who Draco will end up with! And you're gonna hate me! Mouhahahaha! But what can you expect from a slytherin, eh? See, Snape didn't go very far! I like him very much but I needed his ghost…
