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Warning: This is a Dark Harry fic so if you don't like, then don't read.
I don't own Harry Potter, I do own everthing about the Shadows. There will be no pairings, at all.
"Talking"
"Speaking in Shadows"
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Chapter Four
Harry had finally arrived at a small house at number four, Privet Drive. He couldn't believe anyone could be so... normal. He shuddered with disgust.
Dumbledore took the shudder as fear. "I'm sure everything will be fine, my boy," he said gently, and then knocked on the door.
A tall horse-like woman opened the door. "Yes?" She asked impatiently. "What do you- oh, you lot. Well hurry up! Get in before the neighbours see." She had rushed them in quickly and shut the door, then went to shut the curtains as well.
"I have come to drop off Harry, just like we had discussed before," Dumbledore said.
"Very well. Our payment?" Petunia asked, not caring Harry was there or not.
He held out an envelope. She snatched it away quickly and looked inside it. "Alright, we'll take care of the brat. You may leave now." She said in more of a demand than a request.
Dumbledore nodded his head and apparated away. She turned her gaze towards Harry. "I will not have any of your freakishness ruining my home! So you are to go to your room and stay there until I say so. Understood?"
During her rant, Harry whispered quietly to the shades. "Any wards?"
"The Wards are not present, shadow master. Nothing but the mortals reside here."
Harry smiled slightly. After her shrill voice stopped, he looked up, his eyes turning black. "I don't think so. You see, I'm in charge. Not you. YOU will stay out of my way and we may just get along fine, dear aunt. If not, I'll show you true nightmares."
She ignored his threat. "If you do any funny stuff you'll be expelled! You don't scare me."
Harry raised an eyebrow. He turned his head toward the shadows. "Time to play," he whispered.
He, She, and It had walked out. "We get to play master?" It asked hopefully.
Petunia grew pale, then fainted.
It leaned over Petunia's fallen body. "So soon? But the fun hasn't even begun."
Harry laughed. "You can leave now, I'm sure she received the message." They nodded then left. He moved a chair in front of her and sat down in it backwards.
About twenty minutes later, she woke up. She briefly wondered why she was on the floor. She looked up to see unemotional green eyes watching her. Her memories came flying back, she shuddered.
His green eyes went yellow as he saw her shiver in fear. "Do you fear me now, my dear aunt? Remember the monsters you saw?" A shiver responded. "They belong to me." Harry got up from the chair. "You do not want to test my patience. I can and will be vicious if you step out of line."
A car could be heard pulling up. Harry growled, his fury was aimed at his aunt. "Who is that?" He hissed.
"M-my husb-band and s-son." Petunia stuttered.
Harry suddenly smiled. "I'll leave it to you to tell them of my conditions. Don't even try to leave. You won't like the results. I'll be back by tomorrow, if I find you haven't told them, you will be punished."
He whispered to the shadows. "He, She, and It, I need you to make sure they will not leave this house."
He heard the door shut, the two were making their way to the kitchen, as soon as the pair walked in the kitchen, they saw Harry leave in a black mist.
Harry arrived at a castle, it was a little smaller than Hogwarts itself, but bigger than most. It looked like it came from a horror movie, the castle was on an island with a lake surrounding it, around the lake was an overgrown forest. It was perfect. If intruders somehow got through the forest, they would have to survive the lake. The castle had anti-apparation wards up, it also had anti-portkey wards as well, unless Harry choose not to. Currently, the only way to get in was shadow fading. Harry loved it.
He made his way towards the dungeons. A female's screams could be heard, Harry smiled as he quietly made his way to Rabastan. "Having fun?" Harry asked.
He stopped his attack and turned toward Harry. "About time you came, it's bloody boring here. But I've been able to pass time, with the help of Rita Skeeter of course."
Harry turned his gaze to the prisoner in the cell, his eyes turning black. "I will take it from here," he bit out. Rabastan nodded and left him.
"I see your stay has been well in Sombra Emergente," he said. "What you have felt so far is only a taste compared to me."
"W-why?" She coughed.
"Because you made my life a living hell!" Harry yelled in anger, his magic flaring.
"I'm sorry," she managed to choke out.
Harry growled. "Sorry? Sorry? You think a simple sorry will make me forgive you!?" He opened the cell, walked in then threw her against the wall. He pointed his wand at her and murmured a spell, glad he had removed the tracking spells on his wand.
She started to scream. "No please! Stop! Stop!" Her hands went to her face, clawing out her own eyes.
"That won't help," he hissed. "The nightmares you see are from your own mind."
She gave up, laying on the floor, her eyeless sockets bleeding. She only spoke one word, no longer begging for his forgiveness. "Please."
"Death is too merciful for you, Skeeter. No, I plan to draw this out as long and as painfully as possible." He murmured another spell. "That will keep you from dying." Harry let out a humourless laugh, "And now, the fun begins."
In the Dursley household
"Who was that!?" Mr. Dursley yelled. He then noticed how pale his wife looked. "Petunia?"
"T-that was Harry, the b-boy who we were p-paid to watch." She said. "He, he has monsters," if it was possible she grew more pale. "He said n-not to l-leave the house."
"Monsters? Petunia, dear, are you sure you weren't dreaming?"
Petunia suddenly shot up. "No!" she yelled. "They're like nothing I have seen before! He threatened me and told me to not leave this house, and the same goes for you."
Vernon went purple. "I will not have my life dictated by some boy!" He headed toward the front door.
"Vernon, No!" Petunia grabbed his arm and tried to stop him, but it did little. When he arrived at the front door, he saw a woman standing there.
"Leaving, mortal?" She asked.
What little colour Petunia had, had left her. "Please Vernon! Don't make it angry," she pleaded.
He ignored his wife. "This is my house and I will not let some freak like you stop me!"
She grinned. "Mortal does not fear She? She will change mortal's mind. Oh yes She will."
He took a step toward the door, only to be lashed at by She. He backed away from her, clutching his bleeding arm. He looked at She in fear.
She just grinned. "Does mortal fear She now? She longs to hear you scream, if it was up to She, mortal would be screaming by now, mortal and mortal's family, but that decision stands with master."
Petunia helped her husband back to the kitchen, away from that monster. She proceeded to tend to her husbands wounds.
With Harry
He walked out of the dungeons, covered in blood. He made his way to the master bedroom. He quickly removed his blood soaked clothes and took a shower, removing the filth that clung to him. He stepped out and put on a new set of clothes.
He went to find Rabastan. "I'm leaving now," he told him. "I need you to start recruiting followers. If I am to wage a war against those who betrayed me, I cannot do it alone."
"Those who resist?" Rabastan asked.
Harry gave him a bored look. "Kill them. I have no use for those who won't follow me."
"Of course, the name you shall go by?"
"Shadow, of course. Report to me by owl when you have everyone assembled." He nodded. "And make sure Skeeter doesn't die, I'm not finished with her yet." Harry growled before disappearing in a black mist.
He reappeared at the Dursley house. Harry smiled at the large gash in the large man's arm. "I told you not to leave." Petunia paled, along with her husband when he spoke. "But you see, I was taking care of another trouble maker, so I'll let it slide this time, so if you'll show me where I will stay?"
Petunia slowly nodded, leaving her bleeding husband on the floor and taking Harry to the smallest bedroom. He clicked his tongue, making her flinch. "Pathetic, but, it would seem strange if I took your room as mine. I guess your just having a lucky day today, or I'm just too preoccupied to care." Harry whispered to his puppets. "You may leave the house now, but don't even think of telling anyone what you've seen."
He shut his door, dismissing her. He could hear her hurried footsteps out in the hall. "Guard this room. Alert me should someone come to this house," he said.
"Yes master, He, She, and It will protect you." She said from the shadowed corner of his small room.
Time Skip
He was finally allowed to go to his parents house for his birthday, only visiting, not staying. Dumbledore had knocked on the door, Lily Potter had opened it.
"Harry!" She pulled him into a hug. "I've missed you so much." She whispered to him.
"I will be back to retrieve him-"
Lily cut him off. "I'll take him back." Dumbledore nodded, and then left. "Oh Harry, I can't express how much I missed you." She let go of him and headed him toward the kitchen, and sat him down at the table. "Would you like something to eat?"
Harry shook his head, and then asked. "Why weren't you there? When they came and got me?"
The life in Lilly's eyes seemed to dim. "I couldn't. Dumbledore had forbidden us from going, or even seeing you when you were there. He told us you were unpredictable at the moment."
"I was in Azkaban for having a piece of the Dark Lord's soul. Did it not occur to anyone to remove it?" Harry scowled.
Lilly nodded. "James thought of that too, after they had taken you away. When he went to Dumbledore about it, he said that if it was done, it could trigger the soul and it would retaliate. He said that removing it could do more harm than good." Lilly started to cry. "I never meant for you to suffer as you have. Please forgive me, forgive me for not protecting you as I should have."
Harry pick her head up with his hand, he stared into her green eyes-his green eyes, and asked one simple question. "Where does your loyalty lie?"
Everything depended on her answer. Harry didn't want to kill her, but if he had to, he would. Her death would be quick, unlike the others who betrayed him. Just two simple words and her suffering would be over, if it came to that.
She looked into his eyes. She knew he was serious about it. She knew that if she said the wrong thing, he would kill her. She had no doubts about that. She gave him her answer. "My loyalty lies with... my family."
"I see." Harry said.
"Harry, my sweet Harry. I love you. I always will. But I cannot, will not, choose between my two sons." Lilly said. "I'm sorry for everything you've gone through, and that I wasn't able to protect you. But please, I won't fight with you, when the time comes, if you just wait until my child is born. I promise you, I won't repeat any of our conversation to anyone. For the sake of my unborn child."
Harry, for the first time since he left Azkaban, was torn. Half of him said to kill her, she would not join him and in doing so, betraying him. But his other half, it wanted to spare her, she was his mother, and she was carrying his brother or sister too.
Finally, Harry made his decision. He pointed his wand at her and muttered, "Obliviate,"
The memories of him asking where her loyalties lied up until now had been erased. She would live, for now. Harry sat back down in the chair before she came out of her daze.
End of Chapter Four
