(A/N: Hey!! Some people asked me wen the story took place and my answer is after the fifth book, because that's when harry is really sad and depressed, which gives strength to my version of his misunderstood character and also, review please! I would really like to no what people think about my righting because I have never written a fanfiction story before. THANKS!!)
A Love Most Sinister: Chapter 2
Ron and Herminoe ignored Harry for the next couple of months. The only comfort Harry found in life was the pain from his freshly cut rists. Harry tried so hard to make things go back to normal, but noone would let him forget about his secret, unnoticed love. Dumdeldor wouldn't look at him and the rest of his teachers tried to fail him because they thought that he was a bad boy and needed to be punished. (ha ha not that way you freaks)
The worst part about Harry's sad and depressing life is that draco was ignoring him also as well. If only they will go back to being happy lovers again, then maybe the rest of everything would be okay again. Unfortunately, Harry would have to face the masses alone and without help.
So, with that in mind Harry ran away on a dark and stormy night. With only his invisibility cloak, broom, and dark, brooding good looks to aid him, he stole away with the intention to find the Dark Lord and turn against the cruel, demeaning world of hatred. It was a long, treacherous journey across many lands and oceans and rampant trees, but Harry managed to find out where Volemort was hiding, and then went there.
"There" happened to be the back of a muggle super market with lots of boxes and magical spels to conceal his hiding place. The only time that it got kinda awkward is when Voldemorts monthly ritual of power and sacrafise. The muggles never knew what was happening in the back room, because they couldn't see on account of all the boxes and spells, but there were occasional earthquacks that originated from that point. And also, people died a lot when they went to the bathroom, because it was really close to the Dark Lord's hiding place and he didn't like it. Harry went to that markit with the hope to get closer to his future best friend—because Harry knew that it would happen some way or a nother. It just had to. If Harry did not be friends with Voldymoret, he would not know what to do, actually. For the time being, getting closer to him and making Dumbldar upset were his only goals. Oh and forgeting malfoy also. It made Harrys insides rip inhalf to think about all of the sex and love they shared not very long ago and gave up. Harry didn't want to give up their tru love, but Draco maked that very difficult to do because he started to avoid him a lot so harry became more withdraun and sad, hoping to forget about his horrible, terrible, ordeals. It was really hard to find out where the Dark Lord live and harry had to find out what was up with that shit. And he tortured many goblins who knew and they told him eventually. It was a gruesom path of destruktion and killing to get to the object of Harry's obsession, the Dark Lord Voldemot. By the time Harry figured out the deathly puzzle, he had suffered a lot of innocence and blood. Even if he wanted to go back to his regular life he couldn't it was too late and there was not going back.
Now I have the same dark, messy hair, but its even darker with red streaks in it to represent the blood shed ofer the months. His pale skin is perfect in its terrible beauty—people couldn't help but stare as he passed them by. No one knew the horrible things he be foreced to do lately. No one could, or everyone would look at him like a criminal. He was alone forever now. At least, until he finds the Dark Lord.