Sept, 2.
Nighttime
Harry's PoV
I walked in the Gryffindor common room. Only to be greeted by shouts.
" How could you?!"
" Why did you trade us in for Slytherin?"
" You fucking whore!"
" Your parents, even Sirius would be disappointed in you."
The shouts kept going on and on. But I stopped listening to them. Only thing I was thinking about, was my parents and godfather.
Who gives a fuck. I thought to myself.
I pulled from my thoughts by a fist. The fist had slammed into my chin, sending me on my ass.
Getting out of a daze, I looked up to Ron standing above me.
" Why? Why did you betray me and Hermione? We did everything for you."
The truth was, I wasn't the one that betrayed.
[ Flashback: Year three: ]
I was sitting in a corner of the common room. I was hidden by shadows, in the late of night. I was waiting for Ron and Hermione to come back. They had been going somewhere at night, and I was about to find out why.
They finally came in the common room, speaking. It looked like Neville and some others were there also.
" Dumbledore keeps saying the same thing over and over. It's getting on my nerves." Neville said, annoyance running through his words.
" I know, how long do we have to pretend be Harry's fucking friend? That brat, he thinks he rules the world." It was Ron's hateful words. Those words cut deeper then I would ever like to admit. They lashed out, hitting my heart, tearing me apart. But I stood strong. I wouldn't let them get the best of me. Never!
[ END: ]
" Fucking liars. You all can go to hell for all I care about. I will no longer save people's pathetic life's." Without another word, I took off to the dungeons. They were stupid. All of them. I was a fool once, but not now. If my parents ever really loved me, they'll won't care what side I'm on. But Sirius is another thing. Shaking my head, I forced those thoughts away. I'm stronger now. I refuse to go back to my weak state.
Walking through the Slytherin Common Room, I let my senses tell me were Draco was at.
Finding his scent behind a dark wooded door, I walked in.
" Harry!" Draco nearly yelled.
I walked over to his bed, " Yes Draco? " I was glad that Draco didn't share a room with any other person.
I could see desire in those gray eyes. He wanted me right there.
Taking my robe off, I gently pushed Draco on his back. " Do you need something, Draco?" I asked, straddling the blonde's waist. Quickly, I removed Draco's robe and shirt. I moved down, capturing Draco's lips with my own. Draco's tongue moved over my lips, asking for entry, entry that I allowed not a second later.
Without breaking the kiss, Draco was able to take my shirt off. My hands rubbed and pinched Draco's already stiff nibbles. Moaning, Draco arched, my tanned skin meeting creamy colored skin. Our bodies were already hot. Breaking away, the boy underneath me smirked. Uh oh, was all I had time to think, before I find myself underneath the taller boy. With my wrists captured in one of Draco's hands, I arched off the bed as Draco's other hand rubbed against my erection.
I found my lips captured, with a warm tongue slipping through my lips. I moan helplessly, Draco's tongue winning dominance.
I quickly found my wrists free, and my pants sliding down my legs, and thrown on the floor.
In only a couple of minutes, we were both naked. Draco stroking my already hardened cock, teasing me.
Arching into the touch, I moaned, " Merlin... Draco...please...fuck!" Draco's hands were both stroking my cock.
" What was that?" The blonde's husky voice asked. I could see lust and desire in those eyes. I gave in to him. Who wouldn't be able to give in to the blonde?
" Please..just fuck me."
Warm lips found the ear lobe of my right ear, " Your wish is my command." I then heard a spell for lube and found my entrance cooled with it. Kissing the pulse on my neck, Draco's fingers found there way inside of me. By the third finger, I was thrusting on his hand, feeling that special spot in me being hit.
" Draco! Please!" I couldn't hold on much longer. I needed him inside of me, now!
I whimpered as the fingers left, only to feel something else enter me. I arched, making Draco fill me all the more. After he fully entered, he waited for me to give the word.
I nodded, and felt him begin to thrust into me, hitting the sweet spot every time.
Moaning, grunts, and nonsense words filled the air. And all too soon, I felt heat in my stomach start to coil and I knew I was going to cum soon. Letting go, I yelled Draco's name out, cumming between the two of us. Draco came quickly after me.
I muttered a spell, cleaning us up. After letting our breathing slow down, I found myself being embraced in warm arms. Laying my head on Draco's chest, I listened to his steady heart beat. I let myself drift off, along with Draco.
Neither boys knew plans were being made, by both sides.
Dumbledore's office:
Albus was pacing around. How could that boy do that to me? After all I did for him, he betrays me. Dumbles was pissed. Hermione and Ron had just told him during their weekly meetings, that Harry was going dark, if he wasn't already. After that, Snape had came in, saying that there was going to be attack by Voldemort, but didn't know where or when.
Dumbledore was frustrated, he needed a new a plan and quick.
What he didn't know, was, no matter how much planning was made, the light was going to lose. The Dark Lord and a Dark Prince was going to rise. Rise and set the world straight.
Tom R. meeting.
I watch as my outer circle left, leaving my inner circle. Lucius, Severus, Crabbe Sr, Goyle Sr.
Some others were there. Aiden and his inner circle was here also. Greyback and Remus was there as well.
" All know what to do?" I asked not using my harsh voice towards them. That voice was for the outer circle. I heard a yes from everyone.
" Good." And that was how I finished my night, talking and discussing what to do.
If things worked out this year, I will have a Dark Prince ruling by my side.
I smirked, yes, this year will be interesting.
Draco's Dorm
Sept. 5th
Harry's POV
I had woke up that morning in warm arms. Draco's arms. It was weird, I usually leave before morning. But then again, I wasn't in the Underworld. I didn't have to worry about falling in love. Draco knew what we had was lust. Yes, we did care for each other, but it wasn't love, yet. Yet, started to etched into my brain. But, when we both lust after each other, and others, it couldn't be love. No, love didn't truly exist. Love was filled with lies, hell, love was a lie.
Anyways, I'm heading back to the Underworld. It was a weekend, so I could leave Hogwarts, without too much trouble. The Underworld was a separate realm, in a way. Like how the Wizardry World and the Muggle World was separated, well the Underworld was separated from both worlds. Vampires' and Weres' stayed there. Some demons did too.
Aiden had a job for me. For about one and a half years, I've killed people who Aiden tells me to. It was something he got me started on when I didn't like feeding on innocent victims.
Leaving a note for Draco, I shadowed away.
Shadowing means I'm using the shadows to travel. Any strong vampire can use it. Weak ones, well, let's just say, when they try, only blood and missing body parts are left.
I walked into a rundown building, the man I'm supposed to kill is the Minster, Fudge. Weird? Ironic? I'll let you decide. Wanna know why the Minister would be here? Sent him a letter stating I wanted to talk to him. Of course I added that money would be given for him showing up.
Greedy bastard.
" Harry, what can I do for you." I turned, looking at the said bastard.
" Umm, die." I said, walked closer to him.
" Ah ah." The old man actually had the nerve to laugh at me.
Umm, I think it's time for Meurtrier Innocent, meaning, Innocent Killer. It was my nickname as an assassin. All killers who work with Aiden or Rhodes had them. Rhodes the guy who owned the club I was at over the summer. He was human, a very wealthy human. His brother was a vampire, that's how he knew of us. His brother was killed, when Dumbledore decided to get a law that said vampires needed to be killed. He's probably trying to do the same thing with the werewolves.
I let my shadow blade form in the palm of my hand. The blade itself was made of black crystals. Stronger than any sword type weapon in the world. The handle had snakes binding together. The snakes were a deep rich red.
I took one more step then went to a run. Fudge couldn't see me as I ran. Vampires were too fast for even the best of eyes, even Mad-Eye Moody. Lifting the blade, I let it be tainted with the Minster's blood. The blade had sliced his head clean off. The blood then disappeared into the blade, which was feeding on the bloods power.
Another person off my list to kill. Wander what Mr. Weasley was doing.
No, I wasn't going to kill him...today. Yep, he is on my list to kill.
Why? Simple, he also knew Sirius was innocent. He taught Ron to act like he does. Author also was made to pretend to take me like one of his children. Molly was the same. The Granger's too. Spying was a good way to learn stuff. Oh, how I hate them. I want their blood spilled right in front of my feet. To hear the screams, as death takes them.
Laisser votre sang renverse à mes pieds,
Remplir ma douleur,
je ferai vous souffrir,
Faites attention à mes mots,
ceux-là tous qui s'est tenu dans ma façon
L'enfer sera le ciel une fois je suis par avec vous.
Meurtrier Innocent
Was left written in blood,
Dumbledore's office, little past lunch time
Dumbledore was looking over the papers, and pictures he had just received.
Fudge was dead.
The killer, Innocent Killer, or better known to the vampires,
Meurtrier Innocent.
He wasn't innocent. The message he left was startling,
Let your blood spill at my feet,
Feel my pain,
I'll make you suffer,
Heed my words,
All of those who stood in my way.
Hell will be heaven once I'm through with you.
That message had been written in blood.
Innocent Killer was back. He had stopped killing for at least five months. But now, he was back. His rage was on full blast.
Dumbledore knew he was in trouble. For Innocent Killer knows no mercy or boundaries. A true killer at heart.
Meurtrier Innocent was back, Merlin can't even save those he's after.
Harry POV
3 hours later
My naked flesh slapped Draco's, as Blaise thrust roughly in me. My cock buried deep in Draco's heat. Moans and the smell of sex had returned to the room.
We screamed out as we came.
Blaise slid, on his back, on to the bed, exiting me.
I parted with Draco's heat and lied down in the middle of the two boys, wandlessly cleaning up our mess.
When I had returned from my mission, Blaise and Draco were talking in Draco's dorm. The smell of blood and the blood itself was on me. Draco was the first to see me. I thought he would die of a heart attack. Blaise was more calm, and made sure I wasn't the one hurt. When they asked what happened, I told them to red the Daily Prophet tomorrow, and you'll see.
Now, there was an owl that left a letter on my stomach. The owl itself had stayed behind also, now asleep on the desk.
The owl was Remus's.
I opened the letter up, expecting the worse.
Dear Harry,
I have realized that Dumbledore was playing me, playing you also. So, after I was fired, I left to find the one who made me a werewolf.
Greyback. My pack is now decided to join forces with Voldemort and the vampires. Harry if you don't hate me for joining Voldemort, then please write back. I do love you, like my own son. But Dumbledore has taken my lover away, twice. I have to save Sirius. Please forgive me, pup.
R.L
I sighed and smiled. Once more problem out of the way.
I stood up, and started to write my letter back to Remus.
Remus
Remus was reading the letter that Harry gave him, totally in shock and relief.
Dear Moony,
I could never hate you. I understand why you're doing what you doing. I have also learn that Dumbledore was using me and the people I care for. There is one thing you need to know. I'm a vampire, the Heir of Aiden. Yes, Aiden Mort, Prince of Vampires. How it happened, well, it's another story for another time.
I have, like you, joined forces with Voldemort. We will save Sirius. I plan on doing that very soon, but first I have to get some things taken care of. Please, be careful. I love you too much to lose you.
Your pup, H.J.P
P.S, find out what these initials mean. M.I, or I.K, I already know what they are. I'm testing you. Don't fail.
Remus looked over the M.I and I.K. What the hell?
The poor man just laughed. His life was becoming more and more twists and turn.
Harry PoV.
Next morning.
I was still asleep when Blaise and Draco both jumped on the bed. I, alarmed, sat up quickly, only of the Daily Prophet slammed in my face.
" Your fucking Meurtrier Innocent!" Draco yelled, not really happy.
I looked at him and Blaise blankly. "Yeah, so?"
I stood up, and put my robe on, having my pants and a shirt already on.
" So? So! Your..Your." Poor Draco couldn't say it.
" A Killer? Yes, Draco I'm a killer, an assassin. I'll kill anybody who gets in my way. I have many more on my list."
I guess it's one thing to work and follow a killer, then another to sleep with one. I knew both of these boys have yet to kill, have yet to have the mark.
" Just get out!" Draco was angry, and something else mixed in, as he pointed to the door. I looked at Blaise, he had somewhat of a disgusted look on his face. I sighed, I knew better then to let these boys get into my heart. Yet, I did. I let them enter and then they force me out.
" Fine." I left, and went straight to the Chambers of Secrets. I, shortly after second year, learned that behind the stone snake, was a room. A huge bedroom.
And that was where I was now entering.
The fire roared to life. Lighting the dark colored room.
My heart had an ache in it. An ache you get after someone you trusted, stabbed in the back. Or in this case, became disgusted with you.
' They knew I was vampire, that I drank blood. Yet, they hate me for killing people who would just hurt others.'
I sat in one in one of the two chairs that was by the fire.
The flames were like my heart once was. Filled with hope. Hope that Draco and Blaise, and the rest would understand me. Wouldn't care who I was, or what I've did or do. Love. Such a foolish word. That word had poured ice cold water on my heart, on the flames. I let the the tears slip, bringing my knees to my chest.
If anybody watched this. They would see a boy who was only truly trying to survive. A boy who would remind you a boy from his third year. From third year, a boy who lost his Godfather, because of liars.
A boy who I promised not to become again. Tears, emotions, all of them were weak. Once the tears had dried, I put on my mask. A mask that would take a long time to take down.
I don't want this pain in my heart.
I don't want to ever fill it again.
I'm a murderer, my hands tainted with crimson.
I was no longer innocent.
Once you're not innocent anymore, nobody wants you.
Weeks past. I let my mask stay put. Me and Draco didn't speak.
Blaise, who had told me to stay away from him and Draco, never spoke another word. I did as he said. It was the least I could do.
I'm a stranger to them. They don't understand. Don't want to.
As weeks kept passing, more people who supported Dumbledore were being killed, few from me. Tom set up raids. More bloodshed. I didn't care. Severus was beginning to worry. I could tell by the looks he gives me. I no longer went to the Dinning Hall to eat, I went to the kitchens sometimes. Vampires don't need much food to survive, just blood. I've gotten plenty of that.
He also notices that I sit alone, that I don't' speak to anyone.
I'm a cold hearted killer to the Slytherins and a traitor to the Gryffindor.
I didn't belong here, but I still had to finish my schooling. And I refuse to let anybody stop me from what I wanted to do.
Aiden also noticed the changes. I no longer flirted as much. Barely spoke to him. When I sang, it's always about pain.
Though, people noticed the changes, did they ask what's wrong? No.
Why would they? They had their own problems. And a killer never deserves sympathy.
And the pain in my heart only got worse.
I had no one to hold me at night anymore.
Loneliness crept through. I knew I would be alone. I knew when I heard that I was the Savior to the Wizardry World, I wouldn't' be allowed to keep people around. Knew that I shouldn't love them, that only put them in danger.
Now, when I had a chance to have one, they run, disgusted and scared.
There are days when I look at my hands, hands of a killer.
That was what they were.
" Potter, stay after class." Severus said, no wasn't an option with him.
So now I was leaning against the wall, smoking.
" What's wrong. And don't tell me that everything is alright. I'm a spy for a reason. Something is wrong, I can see it, so can Aiden. And Tom can feel it."
Oh, I forgot about the link between me and Tom, through my scar.
I looked at him, my eyes hard and cold.
The pain, suffering, loneliness, heart ache, had to be locked up tight.
" Tell me, do you know who's Meurtrier Innocent is?" I asked.
I wasn't going to talk to him, I didn't need him. Why should he care about me? Why should he care about a cold hearted killer?
" No. Why?" Severus asked, his eyebrow raised
" Because, I am Innocent Killer."
Severus was taken back, but then he put all the clues together.
" And Draco found out?" Severus asked, I nodded. " So, because he found out, he won't accept you. And you let yourself feel for him." His voice was soft, as he walked towards me.
I nodded again, my mask was breaking again. No, damn it. My mask shouldn't break.
Arms wrapped around me, my face met a hard, warm chest.
And my mask broke. I let myself find comfort in the warm arms.
Understanding arms.
My body felt warmth again. The tear spilled again, but with knowing somebody would always be there. You just have to look.