Chapter 7

Voldemort was thinking of different ways to kill Harry. Harry bloody Potter. He had escaped death for the last time. Voldemort had had it, this time he was going to take action.

"My lord" said Malfoy, grovelling at Lord Voldemort's feet.

Voldemort lifted up his face, looking at him, bored. He was really angry because Malfoy had failed to carry out an order. Again.

"Crucio."

Malfoy rolled around on the ground, screaming and panting with pain.

"Get out of my sight."

"Yes, my lord." Malfoy tried to walk away as quickly as he could without losing his dignity.

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In the distance, Voldemort spotted an owl. The owl was a snowy white.

Voldemort put out his hand to receive the piece of parchment from the owl and read it. At the end of the letter Voldemort couldn't believe what he had just read; Harry Potter, the boy who lived, wanted to join the dark side and be in his ranks. Voldemort smirked at the thought. He couldn't help but feel excited about this news. If Harry were to go to the dark side then that meant that there was no more hope for the light side.

'Perfect,' thought Voldemort with a mad glint in his eye, rubbing his hands together. But who was this person who Potter held so dear to him? He was going to find out and maybe bribe him, or better yet, threaten him. Not that it mattered much; Voldemort was just pleased at the thought of Harry joining him.

'With Harry on the dark side, we would both be unstoppable,' thought Voldemort to himself.

Voldemort magically made a piece of parchment and a quill appear out of thin air. He started to write, telling Harry where to meet with him.

Harry,

Meet me at the graveyard at 3 p.m. and don't be late.

If you are then the punishment shall be death.

I have also put in a portkey. Use it.

Lord Voldemort.

Voldemort thought that good enough so he scrolled it up and tied the parchment to Hedwig's leg and sent her on her way.

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Regulus and Harry were trying to think of a way to meet up with Voldemort, well, Harry at first.

Regulus and Harry were still both in the abandoned house, figuring on what to do when the moment arose.

Sometime later Regulus was sitting in the lounge, feeling a bit shaken up at the though of what Voldemort would do. Both of his arms were shaking and no matter what he did they just wouldn't stop. He let out a huge sigh.

He caught himself staring at Harry sometimes and he didn't know why. Harry kept on giving him these weird sorts of looks too and didn't know what it meant. But whenever Regulus noticed that Harry was looking at him, he would start blushing and look away.

He did start noticing that Harry had a relatively nice looking body and started to blush a bit at the thought. Shit, where the hell did all that come from?

What Regulus didn't realise was that Harry had developed a huge crush on him and didn't know what to do about it.

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Harry would always secretly stare at Regulus; he had the most gorgeous body and he could hardly keep his eyes off of him. Harry could just slap himself for even feeling that for another guy; he kind of thought it was sick, really.

...Regulus had such nice grey eyes.

When Regulus had been asleep that night Harry had stared at him, watching how his chest would rise and fall with each taken breath. He noticed his great looking six pack.

Harry would sometimes fantasise about what it would feel like to kiss him.

When Harry had finally gone to sleep that night, he dreamt that he was fucking Regulus and woke up with a huge erection; he decided to have a cold shower. Quickly.

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Regulus was still dwelling on how he would join up with Voldemort, or rather on what Harry could say that would convince Voldemort, when he heard a tapping on the window. Regulus looked up and saw that it was Hedwig. He quickly went over and opened the window to let her in. When she had, Regulus untied the letter and read what it wrote.

He thought he had better tell Harry. "Harry!"

"Yeah!?"

"Come here!"

"Coming!" Harry walked quickly over to where Regulus was and saw that he was holding a piece of parchment. Regulus handed it over and Harry read it.

"So Voldemort wants me to meet him at 3 p.m." Harry looked towards Reg and saw that he was shaking a bit. "Hey Reg, its alright, I'm going to make sure that Voldemort marks us both, then maybe when we're strong enough we could just kill him after we've both killed Dumbledore and his cronies."

He looked at Regulus and saw that he still looked a bit frightened. Maybe only Harry would join, and when Harry himself was strong enough he would kill Voldemort.

Harry took hold of the portkey and was whisked away to meet Voldemort.

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Voldemort was waiting at the very place that he had been resurrected, waiting for Potter to come. It was almost 3 p.m.

Voldemort was looking around idly when he saw Potter appear with the portkey that he had given to him.

"Well, it's about time, Potter," said Voldemort, looking straight at Potter. "I cant believe that the great and famous Harry Potter wants to join the dark side to get revenge on that stupid old, muggle loving fool, who's such an embarrassment to the Wizarding World."

"Yes, I do want to join you."

"Ha, that's a laugh," Voldemort scoffed. But inside he was getting really excited, really happy that Potter wanted to join him.

"So tell me, who's the guy that Dumbledore wants dead? And you'd better not lie to me Potter because I know when someone does."

"If someone were to defy you and they left, would you let them join up with you again?"

"If someone did defy me, Potter, then I would never let anyone join up with me and kill them straight out."

Voldemort realised that it must be Regulus Black that Potter was referring to. He really wanted Harry to join so he thought he would let it slide this time, but if Regulus were ever to double cross him again then he would kill him. "Tell me who you are talking about, Potter, there may be a chance for them to rejoin me."

"Well, it's Regulus Black, and if you really want for me to join the dark side then you will have him rejoin."

"Fine, then I will. So you say that if you die then I will lose half of my power?"

"Yes, you will."

"Ok then."

'Wow, I can't believe that Voldemort actually bought that, alright!' thought Harry in his mind while smiling, all giddy inside.

"You will have to use the portkey to go back to where you where before and bring Black back here."

"Sure."

So Harry grabbed onto it again and went to get Regulus. Not much later, they both bore the Death Eaters mark.