Disclaimer: I do not own HP if I did I would not be typing this.
A/N this is my first story sorry about the first chapter but it just didn't want to come to my head at that moment exactly that well. Hope this is a little better.
Harry Potter and the Discovery of Power
(In an unknown forest somewhere near Australia)
A man, no a spirit barely visible in the moonlight sky sat on the ground trying to breath and concentrate on the mark a baby had given him almost 12 years ago. He sat there saying promises to a little boy far away. "Power? Revenge? It can all be yours? What do you say? No, well. Think…about it.?"
(Hogwarts castle)
An old man sat rubbing his aged beard and sucking on a lemon drop. "I must find a way within my power to keep the boy from knowing about anything. Ron Weasley did a great job last year befriending my little pawn. I just know that Tom is still out there somewhere…but where? Hmm, well all I have to do is keep that foul Luscious Malfoy from finding out about all of this. If he does ever speak to Harry it may damage my building of my weapon. I think I will just have another lemon drop and ponder on this for a while more.
(Privet Drive Number 4)
"I am so lonely here, no friends yes no friends, you must get some I can help you. I want to make my parents proud of me even if they are dead, they still died for me! How sad, did I ever tell you, that Dumbledore was the reason for your parent's death? Yes, he told them to go into hiding like cowards. How unhonorable of people! NO! Get out of my head! They died out of love not cowardice! Come now think about it, they were hiding from somebody they should have faced man to man. You aren't a coward are you? Because if you are I don't want nothing to do with you and that means we are not friends. I don't even know you!
Ah! But young one we could be friends as you could also know me. I can train you to be one of the strongest wizards in the world! Do we have a deal? Why, why would you want to help me what would be in it for you? Haha, quite wise for your age I see. All that is in it for me is knowing that somebody who has suffered like me would be in good hands and would know a lot so nobody could get in their way. Fine, for now we have a deal teach me all you know and be my friend but I want you to promise me we will meet one day.
(On the far away island)
Finally, the one who gave me this will be under my grasp. Get ready to be killed Dumbledore! Your reign is over! MUWHAHAHAHAHA! I must find some of my followers once more. But the question now is how….? I have an idea; I can use my diary as a key to the demise of muggleborns and mudbloods alike. I will now unlock the signal in Lucious's study. He will know what to do after that. SsssSsssSssss! Sssss!
(Malfoy Manor)
"Dobby!" POP "Yes Master Lucious? What can Dobby do for Master?" "Dobby go fetch me a fire whiskey. Then go and tell Draco I want to teach him some more…spells in exactly one hour. Now go you piece of dirt!" "As Master Lucious wishes. " POP. Lucious strides into his private study and closes the door. He pulls out paper and quill and starts to write another letter to Minister Fudge saying something about Dumbledore needs to get off of his case. And also again to try to persuade the minister to ban all muggleborns from existence. Lucious had just got done and was about to send his letter with his pet eagle when he hears a loud hiss behind him and sees green smoke come from one of his books in his secret compartment. Thinking quickly and knowing what it means he pulls out the diary and taps it with his wand and says Finite Incantantum. "This cannot be he was killed. I saw hm fall with my own eyes. Lucious sighs heavily and then stoops low and puts his book into his cloak and then calls Dobby again. "Yes M-m-master Lucious? I-I im sorry I is taking so long. I is chilling the whiskey first so master wont be angry." "Forget it filth! Call my son tell him we must immediately go to Diagon Alley and while I am there I might as well take some… books to an old friend for collection. Tell Draco he has five minutes now GO!"
