Harry woke softly, assessing his body, looking for injury. He didn't find any,and it greatly surprised him. His internal clock told him it was still summer. He shifted slightly and the warmth he'd earlier dismissed made a sound of protest. Clients never stayed in bed with him and slept, nor left him in such good condition. Then the memories of last night and the day before came into focus; the saviour smirked. Who knew it would be so easy to distract an all powerful dark lord.
But enough of that, he had a decision to make. Risking waking Tom, Harry left the bed and paddled to the wardrobe. He shifted through it until he found a pair of sleeping pants. Donning them he went towards the wall, remembering what Voldemort had said about doors. As he approached a door swung open and he walked inside. He'd thought of a sitting room, where he could relax and think, he got it, sort of. The boy entered a library with a fire place and a large leather arm chair, fit for a king, or dark lord with delusions of grandeur. Sinking down into the comfortable chair he closed his eyes and tried to make sense of his erratic thoughts.
Organising his thoughts took longer then he would have liked it to. But as he did, he realized that he had three options to choose from. The first was too leave, go back to being abused and neglected by the light, but be with whom he considered, or was lead to believe, were friends and family.
Option two was staying put, letting Voldemort do what ever he wanted. He'd have turned his back on everything he'd ever known, but he'd be alive. He wouldn't be hurt, or be abused or neglected, all good things in Harry's book.
Yet he mustn't forget the 'Malfoy incident.' Nothing too unusual about that, actually it was the norm in the boy's summer, except the dark lord did promise he wouldn't harm him. Was he just going to send his minions to do it for him? Potter wasn't sure, and he didn't exactly want to find out. Dark lords aren't exactly known for keeping their word.
And finally the third and only alternative option he could think of was of course to do what he did best, seduce Tom Riddle. That way he'd fall madly in love with the saviour, promising him anything he wanted, gifting the world, in this case probably quite literally. This, like all plans, had ups and downs; Voldemort could offer him a world, but what condition would that world be in? The world was more broken then anyone knew, the people did not need more violence, war, destruction and anger, it already had plenty.
But if the saviour could do it properly, make the dark lord so interested in him, then he'd forget the whole 'lets dominate the world and make everyone our slaves' plan.
"Doch nu ein Hure schoin," Harry reminded himself sulkily, recalling what Lucius had whispered in his ear. He snorted quietly, looking at his dirty hands. How could he value himself so highly, when no one else seemed to even see him. Did he honestly think he was more then 'just a pretty whore'? To think anyone would forget anything for him, Harry bleeding Potter, the boy saviour, the boy whore. He overestimated his own value. The boy knew he wasn't worth shit, the Dursley's had told him as much, and more. But if there was one thing the saviour excelled at, it was seducing those that didn't want to be; even his uncle had acknowledged his skill, though he didn't exactly make it out to be a good thing.
Another thought came to Harry, what if he didn't make the dark lord forget about world domination, what if he just changed the out come at the end. Voldemort would win; the boy would make sure of that, even if he had to sleep with Dumbledore to get it done, the dark lord would win. Then while Voldemort was winning, he could slowly change the man's ideas; muggles didn't need to be killed, just shunned more; muggle-borns didn't need to be enslaved, just be re-educated; purebloods didn't need to rule, just be looked upon highly. It could work.
He'd first have to deceive the heir of Slytherin, the person who invented suspicious behaviour, but after that a complete breeze. The dark lord would first have to believe he'd gone dark thought, that could take some convincing. Harry's best bet for that would be to get revenge upon someone, then slowly start using more and more dark magic, until he looked consumed by it.
And he knew exactly how to set the plan in motion, he'd need to tell Voldemort about his small run in with Lucius though. Then he'd request doing the torturing himself. His plan was flawless. The saviour grinned at the mirror on the wall, watching as his reflection changed from broken little whore, to scheming dark prince. And that's exactly what he planned to be while traipsing around in his new role, he'd be in control. He wanted to be higher then the death eaters, have more control, but not just be the dark lord's whore.
He'd be loyal for the time being, he'd continue to fuck Tom, but it would cost the dark lord his ideas, and his heart.
It still didn't solve the problem of what he'd be, the dark lord would never approve of a co-ruler. He'd have to be second in command, one of his demands for changing sides. After all the dark lord would need a new one when the boy was through with Malfoy. There wouldn't be enough left to command with.
His plan fully formed, the saviour sat and thought hard on a title for himself. He planned on being as intimidating as Voldemort, and to do that he'd need to leave his weak name behind. In any case, Potter represented the light side, a firm supporter of saving the human race and puppies. Harry was the name of some worthless whore who got passed around for anyone interested.
The Red Consort however, was always in control, black to the soul. "The red consort," the boy said, liking the way it rolled off his tongue. Now he only had to convince the dark lord and his followers.
For once, the boy who lived eyes sparkled in pure joy. 'this was going to be fun,' thought Harry in his head. Rising from the comfortable and overdone armchair, the saviour glided into the bedroom.
It was time for the Dark Lord to rise.
A/N: hey, hope you like this. Sorry it's short but it sort of foreshadowing much of the rest of the story. So if this isn't the way you wanted to story to go, I am telling you now. I finally figured out what I wanted to do with the story. Go me! I might change it later on, there will be several surprises to come. The next update, unfortunately, won't be for a while, I am going to England for 3 weeks and won't be back tell the end of august. But I'll definitely update before the second week of September. REVIEW thanks, and have a check at my other stories.