Summary: Harry Potter has never been normal but now the "Boy-Who-Lived" has another thing that sets him apart from the normal Wizarding World. Two people from his past will return and unlock memories of new powers he's never been able to access or remember until now. These powers are more than enough to defeat Voldemort but along with them come new enemies and trouble. Will the new magic that Harry's accessed help or destroy everything that he holds dear?

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Pairings:

HP/SS, HG/RW, RL/SB (mentioned), DM/OC HP/OC (One-sided)

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Abuse, Violence, Swearing, Slash, AU, Bloody Gory Details, unedited grammar errors...

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I'm sorry to say that this story will most likely not follow the story line of "The Half-Blood Prince" at all. Not only am I disappointed with the book, but it messes up my storyline completely. Now this story is officially AU so I hope that you will still enjoy it anyway. I wish that I could follow the book, but it will only give me a severe case of writer's block!

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Devil's Snare

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Chapter Nine: Of Meetings and Betrayal

"Well hullo, Harry!"

Harry turned around and was promptly glomped by two unruly twins. Fred (or was it George) grabbed Harry in a headlock and gave him a noogie and when he let go George wrapped his arms around him and hugged him hard pulling him up into the air and twirled him around.

Harry flailed his arms around, not liking being up in the arms. George overbalanced because of Harry's increase in height and set the dazed boy back onto his feet. Hermione giggled and Draco had his arms crossed over his chest with a stony expression on his face but you could tell that he was trying not to laugh by the color in his cheeks.

Ron knew that his brothers were coming due to the Order meeting and came down the stairs to greet them, hoping for a few interesting things from their shop, but when he saw them laughing with Harry who was introducing Dessmona along with Draco and Hermione, he slowed his steps and moved towards them with a worried expression on his face.

"Get away from him you twits! He's going to attack!"

Fred and George turned towards their paranoid brother and Fred put his hands on his hips in and grabbed Ron by the ear and shook him.

Now Draco did laugh.

"Now, now, Ronnykins, Mum told us all about Harry's wonderful new powers and such and all. You're just being too paranoid."

"I think that this is wonderful; it gives us an opportunity to see how our candies have an effect on devils."

Harry's eyebrows rose to his hairline and Avenairu growled slightly from deep in his chest and the twins laughed.

"Calm down, Harry. We would never dream of doing such a thing-"

"-but you might find a small piece of a canary cream tucked into your kidney steak-"

"-but you would take it all in good stead wouldn't you, old chap?"

Harry just laughed but when his gaze fell on Ron he stopped almost immediately. He boy was looking at them all laughing and talking with a sad and forlorn look on his face. He looked left out. His and Harry's met and them Ron's own eyes hardened.

"You know what he is and you still talk to him? Are you insane?"

"No, little brother you are just acting selfish. I'm very disappointed.

Ron just walked off and Hermione made to walk after him but Harry gently grabbed onto her arm.

"'Mione, you can't keep running after him. He needs to grow up."

Hermione just smiled sadly. "I know, but he's taking too long. Why is the only one who can't see that you aren't evil?"

"I am technically. Or at least Avenairu is."

Harry felt the said devil stir inside of him and a flash of annoyance went through him. Harry smiled vaguely but at his friend's odd looks he stopped.

Harry went into the next room that was by the room the Order met in. It was nearly pitch black. Hermione followed and looked around.

"It's so dark in here, I'm going to get a candle.

"Potter, why did you come into this room? They most likely put barriers on the walls so we can't here anything!"

Harry just rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, Draco. I'm not that thick. I've been here longer than you, remember?"

The ice blond just scoffed and turned away. Hermione came in holding a candle and the light flickered around the room.

"I have a plan."

"What is it?"

Harry straightened up and then stepped even deeper if that were possible into the dark shadows surrounding him.

'Let's see if I can remember how to do this…"

Harry felt the familiar feeling of being drawn towards the darkness. His sank into the shadows and his vision adjusted almost immediately to the darkness. His eye glowed brightly he slipped into the meeting room.

At first everything was a soft shades of gray. The room seemed tilted a bit and sounds coming from the other members of the Order were distorted. Then, everything shifted into focus and Harry's view was perfect.

Good, at least something you did, hasn't gone wrong yet.

'Shove off, Avenairu.'

Harry watched, quite literally, from the shadows. He could see Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall sitting by each other. Tonks walked in from the entrance to the kitchen. She smiled apologetically, being a bit late, and tripping over the rug on the floor. She laughed good-naturedly and sat down on a chair.

Kingsley Shackelbolt was sitting by Remus, who was looking over some notes. Mad-Eye Moody was regarding Dessmona with an extreme glare of dislike. Fred and George were conversing with angel, who had an amused smile on her face. They were finally starting the meeting.

"I have a bit of information to share about Voldemort's plans."

The angel proceeded to describe what she knew about Lucifer's plans to lead Voldemort on and then eventually take advantage of him and kill him.

"Voldemort thinks that his power I equal to Lucifer's and that if they bond magically, they can control the entire world and rid it of "blood impurities". Lucifer could care less about that sort of thing; he only wants to draw people uncertain about their faith and others weak at heart to his side of evil against good. In this alliance, both can benefit, but Voldemort can only do so much. When he accomplishes his goals, Lucifer will kill him. Of course, that is good considering Voldemort is the most evil wizard of this age, but he will have plundered the Wizarding world and it would be in shambles."

Harry pulled out of the shadows and leaned heavily against the wall. He was surprised about what he had heard, but also angry.

'She kept that information from me, and she just had to give them hints about Adrian having paperwork on Voldemort's plans because of his mother's organization! Damn her!

Ah, I see that you're finally agreeing with my opinion of that bitch.

'Avenairu, for once I'm going to ignore that comment and agree. I'm getting sick of her going behind my back and telling things that she should be telling me. I need the information more than they do.'

Harry stopped grousing to himself enough to realize that he had done magic that Dessmona had no idea he could do. The angel had not been there when Harry gained his Shadow Shifting powers for doing a great service to the Dark Shadows. He had stopped an all out war and overthrown the prince who would have been as evil as the Devil himself and sided with the evil spirit.

He wasn't that evil, my counterpart.

Harry just scoffed in responce and turned away. He was met with Hermione and Draco in the hallway.

"Where did you go!" Hermione hissed wildly. "You just vanished into thin air!"

"I'll tell you later."

Snape glanced down at his lab tables and picked up his list of books that Potter still had out that had yet to read. Dumbledore had heard about the many failed Occlumency lessons and had requested that eh give Potter one today. He was already angered about the Order meeting, now he had to deal with the Potter brat.

"Hello, Mr. Potter. Let's hope that this lesson will not be ruined by all the others…"

The older wizard stopped as he took in the dazed look on the half-devil's face. His eyes were bright and his skin flushed. He had a very accomplished demeanor about him and Snape could tell that if he didn't stomp this happy attitude out of the boy they would never get this lesson done with.

"Potter, what the blazes are you so happy about?"

The boy just smiled and leaned against the doorframe. As Snape regarded him closer he could see the crimson flecks mixed in the boy's eyes. He upped his guard; the devil in the boy might become loose.

"If you must know, I unlocked another ability that Dessmona thought she had a tight hand on. She doesn't know about my discovery, either."

Snape folded his arms over his chest. "What is this wonderful ability might I ask?"

Harry just laughed.

"I can't tell you sir, there is just too much informatio behind it that I would like to keep disclosed."

Snape just rolled his eyes and turned away. Potter was acting quite odd and it was beginning to grate on his nerves. He was too giddy.

"Let's hope that your happiness is a good enough shield for your ming Potter; Legilimens!"

Harry tried to focus but Snape's assault on his mind was too strong. He saw memories flashing by like clips from a movie. Snape delved through his memory slowly, studying each memory he saw instead of stabbing the boy's mind.

Harry finally stood on shaky legs, clutching the lab table roughly. He was cutting circulation from his hand but still tried to stare Snape down.

"Pathetic, Potter; your glare and your efforts."

He began to stalk slowly around the boy and Harry turned so he wouldn't have the man move out of his sight.

Your efforts are pathetic. Innocent One, I have to agree.

Harry was pushed back into the corner of his mind just as Snape murmur Legilimens. HIf he could have, Harry would haev gasped in astonishment as nothing went past his mind. No memories, nothing. Just cold emptiness. The half-devil could feel Snape's confusion as he was blocked from getting into the boy's mind.

He put more force behind his magic, but Avenairu held on. Finally, the older wizard stopped his assault of Harry's mind and stepped back locking at the boy critically.

"I suppose the only reason you were able to do that is because of your counterpart, am I right?" Harry just looked back at him, looking slightly tired because of the magic Avenairu had drained from him. That concluded Snape's thoughts on why the boy's mind was so heavily guarded.

"If you can do that with his help then you have no need for me to teach you.

"Sir, Avenairu is protecting me. I can't depend on him all of the time. I still need training."

"Then act like it, and stop using other means to defend yourself. Not everyone has two souls that can protect them where their weaknesses lie!"

That led to two gruling hours of training and neither was very pleased about the other's company.

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"Harry, may I speak to you for a moment?"

The half-devil turned around and looked down slightly at the wizened wizard. Though Dumbledore was tall in his own right, Harry's sudden growth spurt had given him enough height to have to tilt his head down slightly to meet the man eye-to-eye.

"Yes, sir?

"Harry, Remus, Molly, Severus, Minerva and I were talking about your magical and emotional outbursts and how they are quite hazardous to others." Harry opened his mouth to protest, but the older wizard raised his hand for silence.

"Over the years, Harry I've watched you grow and develop into the young man you are now. You have grown into a fine young man in most aspects but in some ways you have shortcomings. Your temper is quite strong when you are provoked and sometimes it doesn't take a lot to set you off. Having you, your family or friends threatened makes you act irrationally.

"Also, your sarcasm and demeanor have become a bit darker as the years have gone by. You tried to torture a fully-grown Death Eater not thinking about the consequences and sometimes your anger can cloud your judgment and hurt others.

"I'm not saying that all of the recent events, such as young Mr. Weasley being sore around you is your fault, but you must try to keep your other half in check. He is powerful and is another key to help us figure out a way to defeat Voldemort-"

"Professor, Avenairu may give me powers that can take out Voldemort, but will he stay gone forever? You said that I have the power he knows not and that love is my greatest power. How can I defeat evil with evil?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Dessmona informed me that while Avenairu is quite ruthless in his ways he is very protective of you. Also with your recent contact with your student Adrian, you can come up with other way to defeat Voldemort without using "evil" power."

Harry sighed and turned his gaze away from the older wizard. He looked over his shoulder and saw Dessmona standing there. Her familiar was hissing softly in low dulcet tones. His eyes were glowing softly and the hairs on the back of his neck were rising as the snake leveled him with a stare.

'They are still keeping things from me, damn them!'

Dumbledore felt the rise in Harry's magic and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. Harry jumped slightly and turned his gaze back to the Headmaster.

"You have great potential Harry. Just use it wisely..."

"I'm very concerned about Ronald. He's been acting very hostile towards Harry and it's driving not only a wedge between him and Harry, but Hermione too. She is forever trying to run after him and try to calm him down, but he pushes him away. She came to me upset because Ron yelled at her when she decided to break off their relationship so he can grow up."

Mrs. Weasley was sitting at the table nursing a slowly cooling cup of tea. She had been worried about her youngest son. Remus watched the distraught woman she sighed and took a drink from the mug.

"Molly, Avenairu may be quite rough around the edges, but Ron has to understand that he is provoking the Devil. He is not that bad once he gets to know you. He's very protective of Harry and even does favors for him. Just the other day, Avenairu offered to heal my Lycanthropy, or at least take away the pain."

"Once again, I have to say," Snape interjected rudely. "If the boy had enough power to cure that sort of ailment, how can he not shield his mind?"

"Cut the boy some slack, Severus. It's a different branch of magic."

Snape just regarded the werewolf with a sneer and settled back against his place leaning on the counter.

Arthur placed a calming hand on his wife's shoulder and squeezed gently.

"Ron will come around in time, Molly-dear. He's too blinded by his jealousy.

Little, did they know that Ron was nearby at the stairs on the second landing listening to their conversation. He hated how they automatically took Harry's side, aside from Snape of course.

'That git's on no one's side but his own...'

He walked very silently up the stairs and went into his room.

Ron slumped down onto his bed and rolled over facing away from the door and staring stonily out the window. The fading evening light created odd shadows in the slowly darkening room and in a way reflect the annoyed redhead's mood.

The boy knew deep down that he was being too paranoid and selfish, but Harry was really pissing him off. He got everything he wanted; fame, money, power. He knew that Harry didn't like those things and could care less about them, but Ron didn't care. Even though Harry had once said that he would rather trade it all away and have a family like his that cared about him and was alive, Ron was nonplussed. His family was close, save Percy of course, but they were poor.

The Wizarding World, especially snobby families like the Malfoy's, often ridiculed his family. Ron growled softly. That was another thing that made Ron angry. Harry was dark now so him being friends with Malfoy didn't surprise him, but Hermione too?

'Everyone is against me. I hate this.

"Then why don't you stop whining and do something about it?"

Ron rolled over and looked around wildly. For one, those had been thoughts in his head, not voiced out loud. Two, No one else was supposed to be in the room with him.

"I can show you a way to get rid of Harry if you'd wish, or at least get rid of Avenairu…"

"How can you do that? You can't just rip someone's soul or whatever it is out of their body can you?"

"Don't accuse me of not knowing what the facts if you are more ignorant than the questions you ask, mortal!"

Ron shied away as the woman moved closer. Her aura was deadly and even Ron with his inattentiveness could feel it go by.

When the boy was backed up against the wall, the woman stopped advancing on him. She pulled back her hood and revealed silver hair pulled back from her lightly tanned face, steely-blue eyes glowed from within watching him as a animal would monitor their prey. She was taller than him by quite a bit and her magic added to the intimidation.

"W-who are you?"

Those cold eyes rolled. "Who I am is none of your concern for now. You won't learn my name until you decide to side with me to destroy Harry Potter."

"Why would you want to help me? You have nothing to gain from it."

"I hate him as much as you are beginning to now, and I have the power to help with his demise. You know him quite well, don't you; having been his friend for the past five years… You have information about him that might be useful, and since you live amongst him and that angel, you can slip me information."

Ron was beginning to think that this could be a good idea.

"Okay, but I don't want anything to happen to my family or Hermione. Only Harry."

She looked amused. "What about Draco?"

Ron rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I could care less what happens to that bastard."

She turned away from Ron, and pulled her hood back over her face.

"I'll be back in two days to see what information you might have to bring me. You had best try to stick with Harry and easedrop on their conversations. Someone is coming by soon that could have information that will make or break Harry's chances at defeating Voldemort."

Ron just nodded and then covered his eyes to block that bright amount of light swarming into the room from his visitor's exit.

'I hope I know what I've gotten myself into...'

..………………Devil's Snare……5……Devil's Snare……………………

I went to and found some very good information about Harry's personality. I knew about him having a bit of a short fuse and that he acts irrationally when people he cares about are threatened but one thing that I saw made me think about Harry's upbringing a lot closer. As the years have gone by Harry has become a bit colder and sarcastic and has biting comments that hurt others, even if he doesn't truly mean them. That's most likely from his cousin Dudley considering how often Harry had to deal with his relatives being so horrible to hi,. He grew up in a uncaring household and that has scarred him.

Also another thing that I found is that a reason that Harry has a very hard time learning Occlumency is because many of his memories are so terrible that his emotions keep him from actually focusing and protecting his mind. Don't worry; Harry will eventually learn how to Occlude his mind.

This chapter is too short and a bit choppy. I need to send it my new beta! I wanted to post soon and then repost later on.

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