Okay folks, if you haven't read the chapter 'The letters and the answers part 3', go read it before this. I am sorry for the late update as well.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Warnings: This is slash and it will have sexual content, rape, attempted rape, abuse, Harry/Voldemort and others as well as suicidal thoughts on Harry's behalf. Harry will be a youkai.

Words: 2.055

Normal pov

Harry was starting to become afraid when he saw the death eaters and was ready to run out of the room, when Tom's arms came and closed around his waist, unconsciously comforting Harry. The death eaters were so surprised that their jaws reached the floor when they heard Harry purr like a cat.

"Welcome, to the first death eater training meeting. Harry here," Harry lifted his head, gave a wave and went back to his original position "will be helping with your training. Recently, Harry found out some facts about Dumbledore," at the sound of Dumbledore's name Harry growled and Tom put a comforting hand on his –Harry's– head "that made him see Dumbledore as a traitor. He came to me and asked me to kill him," here Tom tightened his hold on Harry as if to make sure that he was still here "but I refused and offered him my place for the rest of the holidays. Harry in turn agreed to help me train you. Don't insult him or someone he cares about, don't call anyone a mudblood and never fight him and his friends. The two youngest Weasleys aren't included. Do you want to say anything Harry?"

"If you see those two kill them on site or capture them so that I can torture them. Tomorrow, some people will come here. They are the ones you aren't allowed to hurt. I assure you that I can teach you more about dueling than anyone, except Voldemort, but even he doesn't know some things I do." At this part Tom nodded, making the death eaters drop on the floor in surprise.

"I will teach you how to fight different youkai, the Patronus spell, how to fight inferi, how to kill someone painfully with only one spell. I will teach you the art of divination, but not the one Trelawney teaches, but the one that has been lost in time. I will teach you how to use swords, guns, spears and bows. I will teach you what the muggles call martial arts. It will help you keep fit, something that you will need when you fight. I will teach you spells long forgotten. I will teach you potions that have been lost in time. I will teach you the history of spells. Finally, I will teach you the mind arts."

"Today, I will start with history of spells." Harry waved his hand and tables appeared at every corner of the room. "Please take a seat. Tom, please go send the portkeys. I know you haven't send them yet. They are to come tomorrow not next week. Now go. I can handle them." "Fine, fine. Sorry that I bothered you." "I know that you are interested in the lesson as well Tom but don't worry. I will give you the five books these bunch will be taught from. Now shoo!" Pouting like a child, Tom left leaving behind an amused Harry and confused, horrified and amused death eaters.

When Tom left, Harry turned to the sitting death eaters and said: "Well, I know that all of you hate history. It is quite boring isn't it? So I will do something else. I will give you five books on each spell that exists. All the spells that we use now, are the ones easier to learn. In the books, there are the right names of the curses and how to cast them. It is written by me. But the information is accurate. I am a creature of magic, and as part of my inheritance I got my real parents' memories who lived for million of years. Anyway, instead of teaching you I want every person who hasn't been to Azkaban ever to come here."

Out of the 200 people only thirty came and he sighted. "I thought this would happen. Okay, you thirty people are the only ones who haven't been in Azkaban. I am going to teach you a mind healing spell that has been lost it time. I want you to help me repair the damage done in their minds. The spell's name is rather ironic. It's name is sana mente. The movement is simple. It is a full circle and a slash." The people nodded and tried the spell. Everyone was able to do it and it pleased Harry that they were such fast learners.

Okay, I want Bellatrix, Rodolphus, Rabastan, Lucious, Avery, Alecto, Amycus, Antonin, Fenrir, Mcnair, Rookwood, Rosier, Travers and Yaxley to come forward because your minds are worse than the others." "What do you mean worse?" It was Lucious who had asked this. Harry gave a strained smile. 'It is so like Lucious to ask this' he thought. "Your mind, it has been exposed to Demendors for too long and it is destroyed except for a part. My race can heal broken minds with no problem." 'Except one.'

"I sense a but here. Tell us what will happen to you." Rabastan this time said. Harry cursed his luck. Did the death eaters who were the ones with the most damaged mind smarter than those who had their mind whole? "Fine. It will make me sick and I wont be able to stop coughing blood for a month."

The death eaters eyes widen. To lose blood was like loosing part of your magic to creatures of magic. For Harry, who is a creature of magic, to accept healing them even though he will end up coughing up blood was something they all appreciated. Even Bellatrix, who hated Harry because he had stopped many times her lord, had respect and gratitude for what he would do.

"Are you sure you should do it then?" As surprising as it is, it was Fenrir the one who asked. "Don't worry about me. I have my familiars to take care of me." And before anyone could protest, he had moved his hand in the movement of the spell and said: "Sana mente XIV!" A green – blue light appeared and covered the fourteen death eaters. When the death eaters stopped glowing, Harry moaned in pain and dropped in the floor coughing blood. What surprised the others though was the fact that Bellatrix was the one to catch him before he fell.

"Young Prince? Are you alright?" She asked in the most sane voice anyone had heard her talk since she was sixteen. But Harry didn't answer. His eyes were glassy and his irises moved frantically. He couldn't see, he couldn't hear. It was a nightmare for him.

"Rabastan, Rodolphus, go find some blood replenishing potions. Yaxley, Mcnair, Lucious and Fenrir, go find some steak that is undercooked and it still has some blood on it. Rosier, Travers, Rookwood and Avery go find a bed that you can bring here easily. Alecto, Amycus and Antonin, go find clear crystal water, orange juice and apple juice. Go now! The Young Prince's life is in danger! Move it!"

Before you could say 'the death eaters are squishy lets go swimmy lets go swimmy,' they had run out to find what they were asked to find. Everyone had stopped doing what Harry had asked them to do and were watching with wide eyes. Bellatrix saw them and shouted. "What are you doing? Young Prince gave you orders! Why aren't you executing them?"

A young brave death eater said: "What if we end up like him?" "Young Prince is a creature of magic. If a creature of magic heals someone then they end up like that. And no, the creatures that we see today aren't creatures of magic. A creature of magic is one that has been appointed by the God of Magic and His Mistress Fate and they are prophesized to do great things. A creature of magic is born only after the last one dies. They are born by a girl having sex at the same time with five or more different types of youkai and she has to be a siren or a veela because only them can take the pain of having more that one person entering you at the same time. Then, they have to sacrifice themselves to make the baby made from their union come out as soon as possible. So there is no way you are a creature of magic."

Everyone was left speechless after Bellatrix finished. A creature of magic was so powerful and to be born by the sacrifice of their parents… it was madness. And every death eater decided this: They would accept no one but Harry James Potter as their dark Young Prince.

Just then, the thirteen sent out by Bellatrix returned. Rosier, Travers and Avery levitated the bed near Bellatrix and then Rosier picked the Young Prince in his arms and laid him carefully in the bed before gently tucking him in.

Rabastan and Rodolphus laid two leather bags full of blood replenishing potions in the floor and started spelling them into Harry's system. When the last one was spelled in, Harry was able to sit up.

Then Yaxley, Mcnair, Lucious and Fenrir gave him the plate with the undercooked steak with the blood in it for him to eat taking him by surprise but he ate it either way.

Then, Alecto, Amycus and Antonin came forward. Alecto gave Harry the clear crystal water to drink first and said: "This is clear crystal water. It contains healing properties." Harry smiled at them thankfully and drank it. Then Amycus came and gave Harry the orange juice: "The orange juice acts like the blood replenishing potion. But instead of replenishing blood, it replenishes magic." Harry gave another thankful smile and drank the juice. Then Antonin gave him the apple juice and said: "It works like the blood replenishing potion but it replenishes energy not blood." Antonin received a smile as well. Then Harry turned to Bellatrix:

"Thank you for acting so quickly Bella. If you hadn't I wouldn't be able to wake up for four days. None of you can say anything to Tom about this. He worries enough for me as it is, I don't want him to be more protective than he already is." "Of course Young Prince." All the death eaters said at the same time, earning a bright smile from Harry.

"Young Prince may I ask a question?" Bellatrix asked with a curious tone. "Of course you can." "Was your mother a siren or a veela?" The question caught Harry by surprise, but he answered any way. "My mother was a siren." "Young Prince may I ask a question?" "Okay, because this is annoying me, when you aren't in front of Tom you may always ask me a question without asking me first if it is okay to ask one. So, what is it that you are curious about Rabastan?" "I want to ask you to tell us your real name. Because you aren't Lily's and James' Potter son no matter what." "I don't know my real name, so I will keep the name Harry James and take my mate's last name."

Every death eater blushed at the mention of a mate. Then a shriek was heard and everyone except Harry covered their ears. "Ah this is the alarm going off. Ok guys and girls, the meeting is over. The books I told you about are on the table. Please read the first chapter which is about healing spells. I will test you at the next meeting and help anyone who has a problem casting a spell. The first book is the one with the black cover. Dismissed." And so, every death eater gathered their books, and apparated back to their homes. Harry left the room as well and went to find Tom.

When he found him, he saw him looking frustrated. When Tom saw him, he was attacked with questions from the man. "It went smoothly. Everyone loved me especially Bella. The books you want are on your thrown. I am going to sleep now. I am exhausted." And so, Harry left and went to his and Tom's shared room. He was already asleep when his head hit the pillow.

While Harry went to sleep, Tom went to the death eater meeting place and found the books. He didn't notice the blood on the floor, nor the bed. He stayed blissfully aware till next morning.

I hope you liked it. I am not feeling well lately and my exams just ended. I have a headache, I am dizzy, my eyes hurt, I twisted my ankle, my wrist hurts and I feel as a horde of hippogriffs run on me.