Harry's Dominant Dark Ladies
Chapter 3
As Tina looked at Harry, there was something within her mind that was screaming at her, but she didn't know truly why that was the case. It was just a weird feeling within the pit of her stomach, before it travelled up to her heart, and continued to linger around.
"What is causing this?" She whispered to no-one in particular, placing a hand onto her heart, a small frown on her face.
"What's wrong, Tina?" Narcissa questioned, tearing her attention away from Harry, and her look of anger quickly faded to that of concern as she gazed upon Tina, who looked confused, and completely befuddled.
"I... don't know." She said, showing some true weakness for the first time in a long time, "Something... doesn't feel right." She added on, before her eyes closed in concentration, "It's like... Harry is something... more than he seems." She explained, rather terribly.
Narcissa blinked a few times, tilted her head, and pondered for a few moments, then, she remembered the fact that Tina's specialty during her first reign, was looking within the minds of her opponents to throw them off guard, and learn of their true loyalties within the Death Eater camp, "Look into his mind." She said, garnering her attention, and making Harry freeze on the spot, his eyes widening in fright.
"Ah..." Tina said, blushing slightly as she forgot about that, however, schooling her features once again, she turned and faced Harry, making sure that her eyes were locked onto his, however, with his constant struggles, she couldn't keep eye contact with him, "Narcissa, hold his head still." She told the beautiful blonde.
"As you wish." Narcissa said, although there was a hint of disgust within her tone as she had to touch Harry Potter, the boy who had just kicked her not even a few moments ago.
"N-no!" Harry yelled, thrashing his head about, trying his best to not allow Narcissa to even touch him, the mother of his worst school enemy.
However, it was simply no use. With his body still being tightly bound, he was unable to struggle for long before Narcissa's well-manicured hands grabbed his chin, whilst her other hand grabbed the side of his face, making sure that he couldn't wiggle his head anymore.
Seeing Harry's head now completely still, Tina nodded her head, before she made eye-contact with him once more, "Legilimens..."
As soon as she uttered those words, Harry suddenly stiffened as he felt... something different, and it didn't take long to figure out what had happened.
Voldemort had entered his mind.
Appearing within Harry's mindscape, Tina brushed herself off, before looking around, and much to her surprise, Harry's mindscape was dark, nearly completely barren of any defenses, or any light.
Which just made this all of the easier... not that it would be difficult per se to overcome his defenses, but it did save some energy.
"Let us see..." She murmured, looking around, before finding a small little trail of light. Knowing that a memory would lay further down the trail, she decided to follow it, "What is so different about you, Harry Potter..."
Then, she suddenly felt a tug at her navel, and within moments, she was gone from the dim mindscape of Harry, and entered a memory.
Tina suddenly found herself in an entirely different plane, looking around she noticed at once that this was a Muggle home she was in, and it looked like everything was extremely clean and tidy, with no spot of dirt or grime in sight.
Feeling disgusted that she was even here, however, unable to leave until the memory was over, she looked around even further, looking for why this sort of memory would come to her.
However, it didn't take long until she started to hear the noise slowly come back to her senses, and she heard the sounds of pots and pans within the kitchen, along with the slight little sniffles coming from a child.
Unable to stop herself, she went into the kitchen, and was surprised to see a much, much younger looking Harry, and if she had to guess, he looked to be around ten or eleven years of age.
However, the most surprising thing was that he was standing on a small little box, and for the fact that he was carefully looking over the sizzling bacon and the scrambled eggs on the stovetop. Although, upon closer inspection, the rashers of bacon seemed to be a little more burnt than what they should be.
"Boy!"
Whipping around, she was suddenly met with an extremely large, ugly man that looked like he shouldn't even be alive, and his small little eyes had a nasty glint in them as he rounded upon Harry, "Petunia said you burnt the bacon... is that true?" He boomed, loud enough to rattle a few of the kitchen items on the bar above the countertop.
Harry simply whimpered, and in a tiny little voice, "I-I... didn't mean it, Uncle Vernon!"
Tina watched as the man – Vernon – gritted his teeth, before he started to twirl with a large chunk of his moustache, before he stormed over towards Harry, "That. Is. Simply. Not. Good. Enough!" He boomed; each word was accompanied by him getting ever so closer to him.
Harry whimpered once more as Vernon raised his meaty arms, before he yelped loudly with pain as the back of his head was slapped so hard that he banged his head onto the stovetop, thankfully it was on the opposite side the burners, so there was no burn damage done to him.
"Next time that happens, your head is getting a new scar! You hear me!?"
"Y-yes... Uncle Vernon..." Harry whispered, nodding his head, trying his damned hardest to hold back the tears.
Vernon simply grunted, before he stormed off, grumbling under his breath about the foolish boy messing up a simple piece of breakfast.
Blinking a few times, Tina stumbled back in shock after witnessing Harry's memories from his home. It was something that was completely different to what she would've thought would've happened to him.
She would've thought that he was worshipped... given everything... not... treated like some low-class slave to the biggest – in more ways than one – muggles she had ever had the displeasure of laying her eyes on.
However, shaking her head, Tina strode away, keen to find another memory. However, before she could even begin to look for another memory, her nostrils suddenly flared outwards, as an absolute horrid scent washed over, "Dear Morgana!" She exclaimed, placing a hand over her nose, "What is that foul smell!?"
Gagging loudly, Tina felt the urge to vomit, however, she held that sickening feeling in, and begun to follow the scent, hoping to find whatever was causing that smell.
And as she followed her nose, she started to hear weird noses along the darkness, almost what sounded like the hissing of a snake. However, as she tried to speak back in Parseltongue, it seemed to not even respond to her, leaving her even more confused.
However, she shook her head away from those thoughts, and continued to wander within a random direction, following the smell, and the weird hissing noise.
And, after what felt like minutes of walking, her ears perked as the hissing sound slowly got louder and louder, she suddenly saw a bench... which looked incredibly odd in this dank, foul mindscape. And the scent got even stronger the closer she got to it. Crouching down, Tina quickly pulled the hair out from her face to look underneath the bench.
And she gasped in shock.
A terribly deformed, near-skinless version of her ritualistic-self, that terrible, disgusting baby-form she had previously, was lingering underneath, curled up and struggling to live.
However, an odd feeling washed over her... like she was looking at some... part of her...
Her eyes widened marginally, "Horcrux..." She muttered out, "Harry is a horcrux..." She repeated.
Then, a large smile overcame her features as she started to laugh heavily, "How amusing! Now, I must break him!"
Closing her eyes, she took a deep, calming breath, before allowing herself to be pulled out from Harry's mindscape.
Narcissa watched with rapt attention as Tina's body suddenly shivered, before her eyes snapped open once more, and a large, almost demented smile appeared across her face.
"Well... well... well..." Tina drawled out, sauntering ever so closer to Harry, and once she was within arm's reach, she bent over slightly, before whispering, "Looks like we are... connected in more ways than one, Harry~" She cooed out, before brushing her lips over his dirtied cheek, causing Harry to flinch, but also gain a small tint of red upon his cheeks from being kissed by a – beautiful – woman, "My little Horcrux~"
"He's a Horcrux?" Narcissa spoke out, blinking in shock. She knew that Tina made Horcrux's to make sure she could avoid death... but she never knew that Harry was a Horcrux himself...
"Indeed." Tina said, nodding her head, "A little Horcrux that I never meant to make~ But now that I know he is one, then he belongs to me~" She said, licking her lips, before glancing over towards Narcissa, "Let him go."
Nodding her head, Narcissa complied, and pulled her hands away from Harry's face, before wiping them down on the grass, unwilling ot have his filth be on her for any longer than it should, "What now?" She asked.
Tina giggled, her eyes absolutely agleam with her new found information, "Now... we break him." As she said this, she raised her wand once more, however, instead of speaking in the normal tongue, she opted to cast the spell in Parseltongue, causing the effects, and power to be greatly increased.
Then within a flash of light collided with Harry, causing him to squeal with laughter, however, the laughing soon became way too much as his face rapidly lost color as the oxygen left his body, before his eyes closed and his body slumped.
"Now that he is unconscious..." Tina spoke out, humming softly, before glancing over towards Narcissa, "How about we head back to our home?"
Glancing towards the unconscious Harry, Narcissa looked back to Tina, "With him?" She asked, although there was a hint of desperation for that to not be the case.
However, that hope was squashed when Tina nodded her head.
Making a noise of displeasure, Narcissa grumbled under her breath as she took the wand from Tina, and undone the bindings keeping Harry tied to the tombstone, and with a sickening crunch, he fell to the floor.
With that done, Narcissa went over towards Harry, and touched his torn clothing, before closing her eyes and concentrating.
Then, with a loud *pop*, she and Harry were gone from sight.
Seeing this, Tina soon vanished with a loud *pop* as well.
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