The Silver, Golden Boy
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Voldemort
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
23,327
Reviews:
39
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Secret Changes
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor will I ever own Harry Potter, I do however own Sally and Eric as well as the poem used in this fic!
Good Times Gone
When I look back at my life
All that I can see
Is all the things that I’ve done to you
And all you’ve done to me
I look into you past
And all that I can find
All the things that were
The things we left behind
We’ve both moved on for now
Our time together gone
‘Cause nothing lasts forever
Especially the wrong
So now I’m left here wondering
What it is I should do?
Because deep inside my soul
I still believe in you
Chapter Two
Secret Changes
It didn’t take nearly as long as he hoped before news was out about his current “disappearance” several people thought that Voldemort finally got him, even though there were no more then normal raids; only a select few knew the truth however. The Order of the Phoenix knew that it was impossible for him to have been taken, the magic that he used was detected and with the spells that he cast it wasn’t hard to figure out that he left of his own free will. What stumped them all however was that they could not believe how stupid he was for leaving the blood protection wards while Voldemort was still active.
For two weeks nobody heard a word of Harry Potter and most believed that he was dead, meaning that the world would be doomed in possibly a matter of days if Voldemort so desired it. While everyone was making a fuss about such nonsense things, Harry was improving his life, having gotten some money out of his vault and exchanging it into muggle money for a new wardrobe. With him out of the Dursleys’ house there was no need for him to wear the disgusting hand-me-downs that were big enough for him to swim in.
Walking into a local Goth/Punk shop he made his way to the counter, knowing that there was no way that he would be able to make all the decisions himself about how he was going to dress. When a young woman that looked to be about 19-21 came out she instantly looked him over before smiling politely, making sure to show him her lip and nose piercing. When she noticed his clothes she grimaced in sympathy, giving him a sad look before addressing him.
“Hey, my name’s Sally, need some help getting around the shop?” She sounded as though she didn’t think that he really had enough money for anything in there, after all it was a pretty expensive place, only the best in materials. Harry smiled at her with a rather Slitherin grin before he answered her, an upper-class tone in his voice. “Yes there is, as you can plainly see I need a new wardrobe, however I would very much enjoy your input on what I should purchase. Perhaps you also know the name of a good hair stylist, as well as a body artist, I wish to have a completely different look to go with my personality for when I return to my boarding school in Scotland.”
The woman smiled after thinking for a moment, she seemed hesitant at first but then decided on whatever she was thinking about and leaned towards the young man. “My friend went to a boarding school in Scotland, though he never mentioned what went on there only that it was for a special arts class that he was taking. Do you think you guys went to the same school? The only thing I really know about it is that you go for seven years and are sorted into different groups for your dorms throughout the year… I think there was Four.”
Harry smiled at her and gave her a slight nod that he would like to meet this person of hers and that it was indeed the same school that he was going to. When he saw her friend however he couldn’t help the slightly evil smirk that came upon his face. The man was supporting several earrings on his left ear as well as one on his eyebrow and lip, there was also part of what seemed to be a tail from a tattoo on his shoulder, to anyone else it would appear to be a normal tattoo, but to a wizard or witch they could see the gentle sway of the tattoo, it was moving.
After examining the older wizard before him he got his clothes and made his way to the changing rooms that Sally had led him to, when he came out after trying on several things that both Sally and the older wizard (whose name he learned was Eric) gave him to try on he made a shopping date with Eric where he could get some more magical things to help improve his look. Harry left the building with promises that this would be where he would be shopping from now on; one thought going through his head as he left. Those poor pathetic people won’t know what they did until they see it bite them in the ass… and by then it’ll be too late.
When I look back at my life
All that I can see
Is all the things that I’ve done to you
And all you’ve done to me
I look into you past
And all that I can find
All the things that were
The things we left behind
We’ve both moved on for now
Our time together gone
‘Cause nothing lasts forever
Especially the wrong
So now I’m left here wondering
What it is I should do?
Because deep inside my soul
I still believe in you
Chapter Two
Secret Changes
It didn’t take nearly as long as he hoped before news was out about his current “disappearance” several people thought that Voldemort finally got him, even though there were no more then normal raids; only a select few knew the truth however. The Order of the Phoenix knew that it was impossible for him to have been taken, the magic that he used was detected and with the spells that he cast it wasn’t hard to figure out that he left of his own free will. What stumped them all however was that they could not believe how stupid he was for leaving the blood protection wards while Voldemort was still active.
For two weeks nobody heard a word of Harry Potter and most believed that he was dead, meaning that the world would be doomed in possibly a matter of days if Voldemort so desired it. While everyone was making a fuss about such nonsense things, Harry was improving his life, having gotten some money out of his vault and exchanging it into muggle money for a new wardrobe. With him out of the Dursleys’ house there was no need for him to wear the disgusting hand-me-downs that were big enough for him to swim in.
Walking into a local Goth/Punk shop he made his way to the counter, knowing that there was no way that he would be able to make all the decisions himself about how he was going to dress. When a young woman that looked to be about 19-21 came out she instantly looked him over before smiling politely, making sure to show him her lip and nose piercing. When she noticed his clothes she grimaced in sympathy, giving him a sad look before addressing him.
“Hey, my name’s Sally, need some help getting around the shop?” She sounded as though she didn’t think that he really had enough money for anything in there, after all it was a pretty expensive place, only the best in materials. Harry smiled at her with a rather Slitherin grin before he answered her, an upper-class tone in his voice. “Yes there is, as you can plainly see I need a new wardrobe, however I would very much enjoy your input on what I should purchase. Perhaps you also know the name of a good hair stylist, as well as a body artist, I wish to have a completely different look to go with my personality for when I return to my boarding school in Scotland.”
The woman smiled after thinking for a moment, she seemed hesitant at first but then decided on whatever she was thinking about and leaned towards the young man. “My friend went to a boarding school in Scotland, though he never mentioned what went on there only that it was for a special arts class that he was taking. Do you think you guys went to the same school? The only thing I really know about it is that you go for seven years and are sorted into different groups for your dorms throughout the year… I think there was Four.”
Harry smiled at her and gave her a slight nod that he would like to meet this person of hers and that it was indeed the same school that he was going to. When he saw her friend however he couldn’t help the slightly evil smirk that came upon his face. The man was supporting several earrings on his left ear as well as one on his eyebrow and lip, there was also part of what seemed to be a tail from a tattoo on his shoulder, to anyone else it would appear to be a normal tattoo, but to a wizard or witch they could see the gentle sway of the tattoo, it was moving.
After examining the older wizard before him he got his clothes and made his way to the changing rooms that Sally had led him to, when he came out after trying on several things that both Sally and the older wizard (whose name he learned was Eric) gave him to try on he made a shopping date with Eric where he could get some more magical things to help improve his look. Harry left the building with promises that this would be where he would be shopping from now on; one thought going through his head as he left. Those poor pathetic people won’t know what they did until they see it bite them in the ass… and by then it’ll be too late.