The next morning when Harry woke up, he realized someone's head was in the fire of Slytherin Common Room! He was very confused. Never before had he seen someone's head in a fire! Because he was raised by the Dursleys he has no prior experiences with the wizarding world.

"Harry Potter!" a voice from the fire said

Harry jumped out of his skin. He was startled by the man's head in the fire, but now it's talking! Harry's mind was racing. Who could this man be? How did he know him and why did he know him? He grew up in the muggle world so he couldn't be that popular. That's right, Harry doesn't know that it is such a big deal that he survived that one night when Lord Voldemort tried to kill him, but failed.

"Who the heck are you?" Harry yelled, trying to hide how terrified he really was

"Oooh. My dear boy! Watch your language Potter! Don't talk to me that way!" the fire replied

Harry still didn't know who the man in the fire was. Even though he was so scared, he stepped closer to the fire.

"Who are you and how do you know me? SPEAK UP NOW!" Harry yelled, this time hiding his fear much better

The man finally realized that Harry didn't know who he was. He was shocked. He also felt very "rude" for not introducing himself to begin with.

"Oh dear! So sorry Potter! I forgot that we haven't formally met yet! I am the Dark Lord!" he said

Harry's mind started racing. The Dark Lord? As in THE Dark Lord? As in the one that everyone fears and has so much power? Harry really wanted all that power.

"Voldemort?" Harry asked with disbelief

The Dark Lord grew very angry, but not too angry at the mention of his name! He cooled down though and Harry could tell that he had said something that he shouldn't have. The only thing is that he does not know what exactly he did wrong. All he did was say his name. Did he not like his name or something?

"You must be very brave to mention my name. Even after I killed your parents." Voldemort said chuckling

"They deserved everything they got! My father for marrying a mudblood and my mother for being one! If you hadn't killed them, as soon as I was old enough I would have done it myself!" Harry said nastily

"Now, now Potter. I'm sure you don't mean that, no. Not at all. " Voldemort replied

"Yeah. I do. Why do you think I', here in Slytherin?" Harry said

"Because that is where the sorting hat placed you!" Voldemort said

Harry felt defeated. Therefore, he went on. He had a question to ask the Dark Lord.

"Yes but… Can I ask you something?" He asked

"Go ahead." Voldemort responded

Harry was a little worried about his question, but wanted to know the answer. If the Dark Lord gets angry he can't do anything right? Since he's only a head in a fire? Whatever, he needs to ask the question.

"Why are you here? Excuse me if that sounds rude, but why is the greatest wizard alive here talking to-to-to me?" Harry asked

Voldemort clearly wasn't expecting Harry to question him like that. Voldemort thought. He would give Harry a straight up answer.

"Because. Because you are a very powerful wizard too Harry! And I would like you to join my death eaters! You and me could be so powerful!" Voldemort replied

Whoa whoa whoa. Wait! Did that just come from the Dark Lord? Harry couldn't believe his ears! Was he really that special that Lord Voldemort would seek potential in him? He is only a first year at Hogwarts!

"I-I-I don't know what to say sir. This is such an-an honor!" Harry replied speechless

"How about yes? However, because you are so young you are not an official death eater yet. I want you to complete all seven years of Hogwarts first. I only have the best wizards join me. So study hard. I shall be checking on you every day to make sure that you are behaving and getting good grades." Voldemort replied

"Very well! This sounds good to me! I wont let you down sir!" Harry said as he bowed

"That's master or my lord to you now." Voldemort corrected him

"Yes master. So sorry my lord." Harry apologized

Voldemort suddenly realized the sun rising. Students shall be waking up soon. Voldemort stepped out of the flames and into the Common Room. He took Harry's arm and placed his wand on his skin. The Dark Mark then appeared on Harry's arm.

"The Dark Mark sir? Master really? I'm an official Death Eater now? I though that you said-" Harry asked astonished

"Yes, but not really. Now, remember to be good at school and finish. Don't let me down." Harry said

Harry reassured the Dark Lord that he would be excellent and school and wouldn't let him down. Voldemort went back into the fire. Flames erupted and then the fire died. Voldemort was now gone. Harry stood there, not believing what had just happened. He was staring at the Dark Mark which now was on his arm.

"What the heck was that about Potter?" Malfoy asked

"Nothing." Harry replied quickly as he pulled his robes down over the Dark Mark

"You just got your Dark Mark didn't you Potter?" Malfoy asked

"How do you figure?" Harry replied

"I could have sworn I heard the Dark Lord! Be honest with me Potter! Are you a death eater?" Malfoy asked

"Yes. Well, not officially. I have to finish school first. All seven years! But yeah I have the Dark Mark on my arm now. Go ahead! Turn me in! I don't give a care!" Harry said

Malfoy was appalled at the accusation that Harry made of turning him in to the aurors for being a death eater.

"Why the hellwould I turn you in Potter?" Malfoy asked

"Hmmmmmm… let's think! Maybe because I'm a death eater and you're going to go run off and tell everyone what just happened!" Harry replied angrily

"No I'm not! My father's a death eater and I'm a soon-to- be Death Eater! I just want to see the arm with your Dark Mark. No need to get pissedoff." Malfoy said calmly

Harry felt so stupid and like a bad friend because what he did to Draco.

"Oh my Dumbledore! I feel like a prat now!" Harry said as he pushed up his robes so that Draco could see the Dark Mark on his arm

"No need to feel like a prat Potter. I look up to you! Ya know that? You must be a very powerful wizard since the Dark Lord risked coming here just to tell you he wants you to join him and you got the dark mark before you turned 18!" Malfoy replied

Harry and Draco went back and forth arguing about whether or not this was a big deal or not. Harry was totally convinced that it wasn't that big of a deal. He wasn't being modest either. He really thought that this happened all the time. They dropped it and then went off to start their day.

"I still can't believe it. Why would he want me out of all the other people there are? I was raised by mudbloods, don't know shit about magic yet! Why me? I just don't-" Harry was interrupted

"Because you're going to be an amazing and powerful wizard Potter! The Dark Lord sees that in you! He tried to kill you when you were a baby, but something stopped him and he declined from power! You are the only person to have EVER survived one of his attacks! Your parents didn't make it, but for some reason YOU did!" Malfoy replied

Harry knew that Draco had a good point. Why would the Dark Lord want to waste time with Harry and give him the Dark Mark if he thought that Harry was a no good wizard? He wouldn't! Especially when he's the number one most wanted evil wizard of all time!

"Roll your robes up Potter! If anyone sees that, you're in Azkaban!" Malfoy scolded him

"Azkaban Malfoy?" Harry asked confused

"The Wizard Prison" Malfoy replied

"Oh. It cant be that bad of a place can it?" Harry asked

"Oh no. It's horrible! But that's beside the point. Don't let anyone see that mark." Malfoy replied

They walked into Defense Against The Dark Arts Class. This is the class that Voldemort had told Harry to be sure that he did well in.

"Hello! My name is Professor Quirrr-r-r, Qu-qu-qu-qui—Quirrel. I-I-I-I-I- am your D-D-D-Defense Again-Ag-Against the- the D-D-D-D-Dark Arts t-t-t-t-teacher." He stammered

"What a nut-job he is! Cant' even talk?" Harry whispered to Malfoy

Professor Quirrel turned around after writing his name on the blackboard.

"Holy shit!" Harry yelled out loud

The whole class turned and looked at Harry as if he had three heads. Draco included.

"Is there something wrong Mr. Potter?" Quirrel asked

". Nothing sir. It slipped" Harry replied quietly

"V-v-v-very well then!" Quirrel continued on with class

"What the hellwas that about?" Malfoy whispered to Harry

"That's Voldemort! That's the guy that I was talking to this morning!" Harry said, he was still shocked

"Can't be Potter! You're on gillyweed! He's a professor and plus, he doesn't even sound like him!" Draco replied

"That's why he wears that wrap around his head. To cover up the other face!" Harry said as he jumped out of his seat

"No. He wears it because of his religion. Potter? Are you going nuts?" Malfoy replied

"No! I'm not!" Harry said

"Well then s-s-s-sit d-d-d-d-down!" Quirrel instructed

"Yes sir. So sorry sir." Harry said as he sank into his seat

Class went on. It seemed like forever. When class finally came to an end Harry tried to rush out. However Professor Quirrel had other plans with him.

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