Summary: Harry gets sent to Azkaban for something he didn't do. He was framed by Albus Dumbledore and now is extremely pissed. Needless to say he cozies right on up to the two people who get him out and even falls for one of them. The Wizarding World's only problem…the two who rescued him just happen to be Voldemort and Fenrir Greyback. Payback is a bitch or so the saying goes. Dark Harry. Dark Remus. Dark Sirius. Dark Fred-n-George. Dark Charlie. Dark Bill. Dark Arthur
Pairings: Harry/Fenrir Greyback, minor Harry/Charlie, Remus/Sirius, Arthur/Bellatrix, Bill/Voldemort, Fred/Lucius, George/Draco, Charlie/Severus, eventual Charlie/Severus/Oliver.
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Voting:
Alright people, listen up! This story can have a semi-happy ending with Voldie winning and no sequel whatsoever OR there can be a bad ending (Fenrir dies) with Voldie winning and possible (but no promises) sequel. All this vote will really decide is the way the last chapter will go and either way Voldie wins. I'll start y'all off.
Semi-Happy Ending and No Sequel - 0
Bad Ending and Possible Sequel - 1
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Harry looked at the letter in his hand, and his eyes widened in surprise at who it was addressed to.
'James Kage'
It was the name Sirius would use for him in the event of in emergency. And he damn well better have a good reason for betraying him.
James,
Hey kid. I only have a little time, before Dumbledork shows up. I finally managed to break out from under the imperious curse. I've had it put on me since I last saw you in your third year, except that small time during the summer before your fifth year. I need you to know, kid, that my actions weren't mine. You're parents would be damn proud of you. I'll follow you to the ends of the earth pup, and don't you ever forget it.
Watch out for yourself pup,
Sirius
Harry allowed a semblance of a smile to appear on his face. Maybe Fate wasn't so pissed at him, after all. Harry's smile disappeared when he heard noises coming from down the hall. He saw two men step into view.
"Hello, Harry."
"Hello, Tom."
"I believe you know Fenrir," Voldemort smirked.
"Only by reputation," Harry said, smirking back, "Are you here to torment me or get me out?"
"Get you out."
"Well, standing here talking about it ain't gonna make it happen."
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"Hello, Mr. Weasley. What can I do for you?" his account manager asked.
"I believe the marriage contract to Prewett was only supposed to last until we had a girl."
"Yes, it was," the goblin said, "But you did not come back in to annul it, so I assumed you didn't want to."
"Prewett kept me under several spells. Not very light ones either. I would like for the marriage contract to be annulled and for Ginny to be disowned from the Weasley family." Fred and George's mouths fell open. Damn, their dad must be pretty pissed.
"Of course, Mr. Weasley," the goblin said, with a toothy smile, "Now, do you have a list of those spells?" Arthur handed him a piece of paper.
"Very well, we will charge the Prewett accounts with various amounts of money depending on the spells used. If that is all Mr. Weasley, have a nice day." Arthur nodded, gave the goblin his thanks, and walked out with Fred and George following him.
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Sirius was cursing up a storm inside his head, as his body moved without his will. He absolutely hated this. He prayed to whatever gods or goddesses that existed, that someone could get him out of this stupor.
"Sirius?" he heard Remus' voice from behind him. Sirius watched as his body turned to see Remus.
The last thing Sirius saw was Bill Weasley's fist coming at his face.
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Ooh, Sirius got his lights punched out. Harry got out of Azkaban finally though, so I'm happy. You know, I originally wanted to name this story 'Couldn't We Have Screwed Ourselves Over Next Century' but the title was too long…Wow, that was random. Damn, I really wanted to name it that too.