Chapter 7: Death Fit for a Dumbledork

Harry's POV

As expect Voldemort and I were in place before anyone else had arrived. My impatience was running short when the clock finally struck 1PM. I don't know why but I got the feeling that I was being a little grumpy, when Voldemort cheered as our team showed up in the cellar. I'd have to remember to apologize later during our victory…well…celebration? I smiled, "alright all I want you three to do is make sure no one stops us on the way to his office. Understood?" I got affirmatives in a grouped military reply. Getting into the castle was as easy as always, but yet I knew it would be. Hogwarts doesn't like Dumbledore, so I am not surprised she is helping us in with no trouble. Voldemort glanced at the map and smirked. Our path was clear. Him still under the cloak we rushed down the corridor, our back up not far behind. I gasped as we turned the corner nearly running into Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall.

Fenrir stepped in front of me and Voldemort raising his wand, "Stand down witch!" The transfigurations teacher glared, "As if. Step away from Harry!" The werewolf rolled his eyes, "Petrificus Totalus! Reducto!" and so the battle began. They had the two distracted long enough for my lord and me to make it to the gargoyle, "Madam Hogwarts, we know not the password. Please reveal the Doorway." I released a small cheer when the gargoyle moved for us to pass. Master took off the cloak as we headed up, "I want you stay outside the door to begin with. Come in when you feel its time, but I don't want him to know you're with me right away." I chuckled. My lover truly held a wonderful sense of humor at times, "Of course My Lord." At the door I stayed outside as I was told, peering in just enough to hear what was being said.

"Ah Tom, I wonder how you got passed the wards placed on the school," Dumbledore spoke in attempt to keep calm. My Lord smirked, "Just dropped in to see you dead. It's a shame no one else shall witness." The old hag lost his twinkle for a moment before recovering, "My death will only ignite Harry's wish to kill you Tom. It may not be your wisest idea." I knew it was almost time to reveal myself and obviously so did my master, "Oh I'm sure at one time that would not be so false but given mine and Harry's…Agreement…I do believe it's worth the risk." At that moment I stepped in, "Hello Headmaster. How are you? Perhaps you'd like a lemon drop. Soothes the nerves you know." Voldemort laughed at my mocking, "Now, now Harry. We are guests here. Is that anyway to speak to your host?" It was time to shock the lying bastard into reality. I bowed as low as I could manage standing up, "I apologize My Lord. I will do better to respect a man of such high authority. After all as you said, this is his home."

Dumbledore panicked, "Harry! What has he done to you my boy? Whatever it is we can fix it just come to me. The imperious is easy enough to counter." I gave a respectful nod, "Headmaster, I thought we had already realized that I am immune to that spell. Perhaps I was mistaken?" The dark lord however amused finally cut in, "As much as I would like to hear you two banter, Severus is still waiting on our signal my pet." I nodded, "Of course how could I be so rude…but master, are we going to let him die without knowing what exactly you were able to give me that no one on the light could?" The man contemplated it then agreed, "You're right. He deserves to know why it is he shall die today. Come here." As I was about to do as I was told Dumbledore shot a curse at, not Voldemort, but me. My Master stepped in front of me shielding us both, "You will meet your end. You shall never hurt what is mine again." He turned pulling me to him, and kissed me so deep that I thought I was going to merge with him. Fireworks shot throughout my mind and his tongue was thrust into my mouth. Moaning in disappointment as he pulled away.

"You have gone dark Harry. You must die with him," the old coot whispered as though he actually cared. Master smirked gleefully, "Crucio!" I snickered before falling over in full on hysterics. My lord held the curse as he quirked a brow in my direction, no doubt worrying for my sanity. I took a couple deep breaths so I could explain, "he was flopping around like a fish out of water. Do you see how his eyes are all bugged out! And he's wrinkly like a prune." I thought it was funny. The dark lord didn't. He lifted the curse, "Good bye Albus Dumbledore. Avada Kedavra." My lover embraced me with a smile, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. The tell tail signs of wards falling began as did the fall of the light. For some reason this felt like a pretty good first date in my books.

A/N

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG. MOM IS SICK WITH PNEMONIA SO I'VE BEEN TAKING CARE OF HER.

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• I CAN EITHER END IT WITH THE NEXT CHAPTER WHICH IS THE LAST BATTLE

• DO THE BATTLE THEN END WITH A FINAL SMUT SCENE

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•DO THE BATTLE, HAVE A SMUT SCENE, AND FINISH WITH AN MPREG THEME

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