Chapter 2

Pride sighed in annoyance, at first school had been slightly interesting, at the very least the castle was unique and some of the classes did give him a since of satisfaction when he managed to complete the lesson hours before anyone else.

The homunculus had comforted himself with the knowledge that he could always play with his year mates and the people in his house if he ever got insanely bored.

However, people were too scared to stand up to him. Mainly since he had made one of the older years completely blind simply by casting a dark curse windlessly.

Why had he done that? Well the pathetic worm thought that he could assault him in revenge for his fallen lord. In the middle of the common room the brat had the balls to stand in front of his chair and attempt to cast a Crucio on him.

Before the spell could even finished being casted, Pride had disappeared only to reappear behind the kid calmly looking like nothing had happened. Two seconds went by before the Death Eater Junior fell to the ground screaming in agony that he couldn't see anymore.

Needless to say, people didn't attempt to mess with him after that. The only exception being that fucking moron Headmaster Dumbledore.

After the first day of classes, where he spent all his time with Blaise and his friends, having decided that they were some of the only humans worthy of his time, Pride went up to the Headmaster's office.

When he was faced with the gargoyle guarding the entrance he refused to give the stupid password that Snape had given him. Eventually the gargoyle moved on its own, probably having been told by Dumbledore to let him up.

Pride entered the room, looking around at all the nick-knacks and books spread around to make the Headmaster look more knowledgeable and wiser. To say the least, Pride was not impressed.

What really caught his attention though was the Phoenix resting on his perch. Pride felt himself stare in awe at the beautiful creature, his old dimension was home to many exotic and breath taking creatures, but the pure energy that this bird exuded was glorious.

Fawkes locked eyes with Pride and, much to the shock of the Headmaster, bowed its head in a sign of respect. Phoenixes were, by nature, incredibly prideful creatures and rarely showed difference to anyone. For Fawkes to acknowledge Pride meant that he was an incredibly powerful wizard.

Pride nodded back to the bird, recognizing the magnitude of what had just occurred. A clearing of the Headmaster's throat brought his attention back to the meddling old coot. Without being asked to, Pride walked over to the chairs in front of the Headmaster's desk and sat back with his legs crossed and hands folded regally in his lap. Pride knew he looked like king sitting in his throne with his posture and attitude. Pride smirked slightly when he caught the annoyance in the Headmaster's gaze when he realized that Pride wasn't some weak-willed worm.

"May I ask what you summoned me here for, Headmaster? To my knowledge I haven't done anything to warrant a solo meeting with you." Pride asked, his voice laced with boredom and impatience.

"Well, my boy, I simply wished to discuss your name change, Mr. Potter. If I may ask, why did you claim a new name? I know your parents would be very disappointed to know that you disregarded the name they chose for you." Dumbledore responded, with a sad twinkle in his eyes like he was truly upset at the choices Pride had made.

Pride refrained, barely, from rolling his eyes in annoyance, "Firstly, my legal name is Ciel Gorgon, so I ask that you refer to me as Mr. Gorgon. Secondly, I am not your boy so please do not call me as such and finally, I care little about what my parents think of me considering they are merely rotten corpses in the ground. I have legally changed my name, Headmaster, and I will not be changing it back to Harry Potter." Pride leaned back in his seat, enjoying the startled look on Dumbie's face when he realized that Pride would not be emotionally manipulated.

"Isn't that rather harsh, Mr. Po-Gorgon? Your parents gave up their lives to keep you safe. Shouldn't you at least honor them by caring on the Potter name?" Dumbledore insisted, clearly getting frustrated. He needed this brat to take back the image of Harry Potter so that he could continue his role and be his pawn. An idea came to the Headmaster's mind, quickly he pushed forward a bowl of lemon drops. The drops themselves were laced with an obedience potion and the bowl itself was charmed with an allurement charm making it impossible to resist taking one of the drops.

"Before we continue, would you like a lemon drop, my boy?" Dumbledore asked, confident that in a few minutes he would have the boy where he wanted him.

Pride nearly snorted, he would have but it was beneath him to make such a sound. He could feel the charms and potions laced within the small bowl. Not to mention his friends in Slytherin had warned him about taking anything the Headmaster offered.

Pride stood up with the grace of a dancer and promptly knocked the bowl of lemon drops out of the Headmaster's hand, sending the candy flying across the room.

"I will say this only once, old man, my name is Ciel Gorgon, Harry Potter died the moment I changed my name. You may try whatever tricks you want to make me your pawn, but it will never work. Try to poison me again with potions or charms and I will show you horrors you couldn't even comprehend." Pride hissed viciously, his voice dropping low and the shadows in the room lengthening and gaining bloodthirsty smiles and twisted red eyes.

The Headmaster was fearing for his life. Something he hadn't felt in years. He looked to Fawkes for help against this clearly dark wizard, only to see the bird bowing its head to Pride in a show of submission. Dumbledore gulped.

Pride let his shadows receded, "If that is all, Headmaster, I have classes to attend. Have a pleasant day." Pride said, smile wide and innocent, before calmly walking out of the office. Leaving a shaken Leader of the Light to rethink his plans.

Back to the present time, Pride was walking down a hallway towards his potions class with Draco (his two bodyguards), Pansy, Daphne, Theo and Blaise. Pride could honestly say that he enjoyed spending time with these people. They were smart, cunning and knew what they wanted in life, not to mention that they could be ruthless when angered.

Blaise was probably his best friend. His first ever friend in both worlds. In his original world, Pride never had someone he could trust with his back (besides Father), someone that he knew wouldn't betray him. Pride knew that Blaise would never think of harming him in anyway, the homunculus admitted to having searched through Blaise's thoughts, he found no traces of deception or ill-intent. Honestly, it was refreshing.

Just before the group could make it to the potion's class they were accosted by a redhead and a know-it-all. Pride sighed in annoyance, causing Blaise (who was walking right beside him) to snicker at his plight. Just as Pride was seriously debating consuming the two in shadows before they could draw attention, the idiot spoke.

"There you are Harry! Why are you hanging around these slimy snakes? We know the sorting hat made a mistake with you, obviously you should be in Gryffindor! Come hang out with us, we'll show you how to be a good wizard, unlike these dark monsters." Ron yelled, attempting to sneer at the unimpressed Slytherins, who looked at the two with boredom.

Pride rolled his eyes, at this rate they were going to be late for potions and he knew that Blaise truly enjoyed that class, he didn't want his favourite minion to be annoyed all day.

"Listen I will say this slowly for your pathetic little brains, my name is Ciel Gorgon. These 'slimy snakes' are my friends, they are the few who I can tolerate. I was meant to be put in Slytherin, the hat never makes a mistake. Your attempts to become my friend are pathetic and obviously an attempt to promote your own status in the wizarding world, so leave me the fuck alone." Pride said calmly, but with a voice like steel.

The people walking by the argument stopped to watch, causing Pride to inwardly scoff at the stupidity of the general wizarding population. Pride watched as Weasley's face turned more and more red, whilst Granger sputtered at tried to deny what was obviously the truth.

Pride had enough, he really wasn't waiting for the two of them to gather what little brain cells they had to for a retort of some kind.

"Come along, potions are in five minutes and I do not want to be late simply because these two morons can't string two sentences together." Pride said dismissively, strolling past the two still sputtering dumbfucks with his group in tow.

Just as the Slytherins arrived at the door to the potions classroom, Pride felt a spell being cast towards himself. The homunculus turned around and calmly raised a hand casting a wordless shield that blocked the rather shitty spell, before looking furiously at a shocked Hermione. The know-it-all probably thought that he wouldn't be able to block it.

"Very well if that is how you want to play this." Pride said with unmistakable fury in his voice that scared those around him, except Blaise who smirked looking forward to the show.

Pride sent three curses towards Granger, one that would cause her to feel the effects of whatever hex she ever sent, another that flashed whatever she was currently thinking in bright letters above her head and finally the last curse made it so that she would get a splitting headache every time she tried to read a book, the pain being equivalent to having your head ripped open.

The people watching the fight only saw the second curse take effect as the other two weren't recognizable, but the Slytherins knew what the curses were and smirked in delight at the pain that they would cause the insufferable moron.

Everyone watched as the words "How could the spell be shielded? The Headmaster said that this loyalty spell would work! I need him to be my friend so that I can become famous and rich!" Flashed above her head, causing those around her to look at her with discuss and begin to question the Headmaster if he was teaching spells like loyalty spells to a first year.

Satisfied Pride turned around and marched into the potion's classroom, sitting at the front with his group taking the seats around and behind him, with Blaise being his partner.

Blaise leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Excellent spell-casting with the menace, those curses are perfect for the know-it-all."

Pride exchanged smirks with Blaise, the boy was obviously talented and loyal to a fault. Pride knew that in the years to come he would enjoy causing as much chaos in this world as possible, with Blaise as his right-hand man.

Professor Snape walked into the classroom with a dramatic cape twirl that demanded attention. His black eyes scanned the room, staring the still talking Gryffindors into silence. Snape accidently locked eyes with Pride who smiled at him innocently, causing him to shiver minutely.

"Alright let us begin this lesson."