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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Voldemort
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
27,342
Reviews:
54
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter. This is a work of fiction. That means that I will write my characters any damn way I want. If you don’t like then don’t read this story. We make no money from writing this stroy! Co-written and beta by God Of Mercy.
Chapter 1
COUNTDOWN CHAPTER 1
Summery:
Harry finds out his so call 'friends' aren't really his friends to begin with. Sirius Black is no more. Can Harry cope with all that's happening to him?
Disclaimer
I do not own Harry Potter. This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story do not belong to me, they belong to J.K. I do however own this plot and any characters that are not in J.K’s original books. Do not think you can copy my story and get away with it, if I find your story I will have it removed.
A/N:
This story has been co written with the wonderful Shey92 and Beta read by God Of Mercy.
Flashback
'Thoughts'
//parseltounge//
Harry POV
No one knows where I am. I can hear them calling, searching for me. Like they care. My so called friends. They don’t even know where to find me when I need to escape. I am sitting in the owlery, no one has come here yet, but soon they will, they will have searched everywhere else and come here. They don’t know I deliberately seek this place out for the solitude it provides. They don’t care.
You may wonder why I’m here if I knew my ‘friends’ were searching for me. Well it’s like this. I have finally seen the light and realized I’ve had enough. I can’t take this any more. First I lost Sirius and now this. I don’t care about this war any more; I won’t be a fucking tool for anyone any more. No one, I have no one I can trust.
Five fucking years. I would have done anything for them, I gave them everything and they were lying to me right to my face. Every smile, every hug, every ‘have a good summer if you can’ and every damn thing in between. It was all just a fucking job to them; they never really cared about me. That is it; after all I have done for the fucking wizarding world they can all go to hell. I don’t care if Voldemort kills them all. They would all deserve it. This is why I am glad I never told them that I knew the truth about what Lilly and James did.
You may be wondering what’s going on, who I’m talking about, and why I’m so angry. Well this all started a few hours ago, well, to be fair, some of this started the end of last year when my god father, Sirius Black, fell through the veil in the Department of Mysteries. But most of this started a few hours ago when I overheard a discussion with my ‘friends’ and the so called ‘kind, beloved, light’ Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore.
I had been waiting outside his office for sometime, trying to guess the password to get past the gargoyle guarding the headmaster’s office. I finally guessed right, it was Snickers. I hadn’t even known the headmaster knew muggle confectionary, Hmm.
As I walked up the stairs I could hear voices, by the time I got halfway up I could hear what was being said. Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore were talking and it seemed to be about me .
“…he’s been constantly talking about Sirius...” Hermione said and I could kind of understand why she was telling the headmaster that, I was kind of depressed lately and it was hard with out him around. But what happened next was awful.
Ron interrupted her 'Minie rant'. "He has been wining constantly ‘Oh No, someone I knew for only like two years died and now I am all alone, I’m so depressed. Pay attention and feel sorry for me.’ its fucking annoying.” How could he say that? I thought taking a step back.
Hermione laughed and I felt something inside me snap, how could they say things like that and how could Hermione think its funny. My world is falling apart- not that it was stable in the first place - and they thought it was funny. Dumbledore thought he had to say something. He did: “Well, keep him close. If he feels like you don’t care he’ll pull away and I can’t risk it. If you do this right you will both be extremely rich by the end of this year.”
“We’d better be, we're risking our lives every year. Not to mention putting up with his bitching.” Ron said and Dumbledore chuckled his agreement.
“Now what else has our tool been doing?” The man I once regarded as a grandfather asked and I couldn’t listen any more. I ran and went to the only place I felt like I was safe.
And that’s where I am. The people I love have been playing me; the only parental figure I could trust is dead. What can I do? Who can I turn to now? What is left for me in this world now?
They found me a few hours ago. Pretended they had been worried, glaring at me the whole time. If I hadn’t known better I would have thought I’d scared them but, I know better now. I know they were annoyed they’d had to look for me instead of spending the time together. They practically dragged me back to the common room and left me there. Whatever I don’t care.
Alone, no one to turn to. The thought just kept running through my head followed by. I have nothing to live for any more. I know it’s true, none of them really care. I can’t take anymore, I know its wrong but I want it to end. I know just what I can do; I know how to end it all. Let the wizarding world suffer for all the shit they put me through. I don’t care any more, I just want it to all end.
NORMAL POV
Harry stood up from the window that he was sitting at after his so called 'friends' left him alone and walked to his trunk, opening it he took out a quill, ink and parchment. 'I will make them pay for the pain they caused me. I will turn my back on them, the same way they turned their back on me. I will make them suffer in the worse way that they could ever imagine.' Taking the paper in hand Harry began to plot his revenge starting with writing a letter to Gringotts.
To the accountant of the Potter valts,
My name is Harry James Potter and I have just found out that my vaults have been stolen from by people that I had trusted. I have not givin my magical guardian permission to remove money or anything out of my accounts. I would like to have my vaults locked down to were I, Harry James Potter, am the only one that has access to all my vaults.
It has also come to my understanding that there are things that I have not been told about my family history. If I can not have my magical guardian stopped from removing my things, then I would like to petition for emancipation. If that would be possible at Gringotts.
I would like to have a list sent to me of all the vaults and property that I own. That and an appointment with the head of the Potter accounts.
Sincerely,
Harry James Potter
Harry reread what he had wrote, once he was satisfied that he had what he wanted done with his accounts, he folded the parchment and put it in an envelope for delivery. ' Just you wait Dumblefuck, I'll be free of all the strings you've attached to me.' Getting up from the window once more, Harry slipped out of the Gryffindor tower with out being noticed, heading to the owlery where his beloved snowy white owl waited. Once he was done sending her off, Harry waited watching her fly off in to the night. Turning back to head back to his dorm to finish writing out his plan for revenge, a satisfied evil smirk played across his face.
Oh how things were going to change.
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A/N: I know we're horrible to leave it like this but if you review and tell us what you think, it may make us update faster. – Shey92
Summery:
Harry finds out his so call 'friends' aren't really his friends to begin with. Sirius Black is no more. Can Harry cope with all that's happening to him?
Disclaimer
I do not own Harry Potter. This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story do not belong to me, they belong to J.K. I do however own this plot and any characters that are not in J.K’s original books. Do not think you can copy my story and get away with it, if I find your story I will have it removed.
A/N:
This story has been co written with the wonderful Shey92 and Beta read by God Of Mercy.
Flashback
'Thoughts'
//parseltounge//
Harry POV
No one knows where I am. I can hear them calling, searching for me. Like they care. My so called friends. They don’t even know where to find me when I need to escape. I am sitting in the owlery, no one has come here yet, but soon they will, they will have searched everywhere else and come here. They don’t know I deliberately seek this place out for the solitude it provides. They don’t care.
You may wonder why I’m here if I knew my ‘friends’ were searching for me. Well it’s like this. I have finally seen the light and realized I’ve had enough. I can’t take this any more. First I lost Sirius and now this. I don’t care about this war any more; I won’t be a fucking tool for anyone any more. No one, I have no one I can trust.
Five fucking years. I would have done anything for them, I gave them everything and they were lying to me right to my face. Every smile, every hug, every ‘have a good summer if you can’ and every damn thing in between. It was all just a fucking job to them; they never really cared about me. That is it; after all I have done for the fucking wizarding world they can all go to hell. I don’t care if Voldemort kills them all. They would all deserve it. This is why I am glad I never told them that I knew the truth about what Lilly and James did.
You may be wondering what’s going on, who I’m talking about, and why I’m so angry. Well this all started a few hours ago, well, to be fair, some of this started the end of last year when my god father, Sirius Black, fell through the veil in the Department of Mysteries. But most of this started a few hours ago when I overheard a discussion with my ‘friends’ and the so called ‘kind, beloved, light’ Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore.
I had been waiting outside his office for sometime, trying to guess the password to get past the gargoyle guarding the headmaster’s office. I finally guessed right, it was Snickers. I hadn’t even known the headmaster knew muggle confectionary, Hmm.
As I walked up the stairs I could hear voices, by the time I got halfway up I could hear what was being said. Ron, Hermione and Dumbledore were talking and it seemed to be about me .
“…he’s been constantly talking about Sirius...” Hermione said and I could kind of understand why she was telling the headmaster that, I was kind of depressed lately and it was hard with out him around. But what happened next was awful.
Ron interrupted her 'Minie rant'. "He has been wining constantly ‘Oh No, someone I knew for only like two years died and now I am all alone, I’m so depressed. Pay attention and feel sorry for me.’ its fucking annoying.” How could he say that? I thought taking a step back.
Hermione laughed and I felt something inside me snap, how could they say things like that and how could Hermione think its funny. My world is falling apart- not that it was stable in the first place - and they thought it was funny. Dumbledore thought he had to say something. He did: “Well, keep him close. If he feels like you don’t care he’ll pull away and I can’t risk it. If you do this right you will both be extremely rich by the end of this year.”
“We’d better be, we're risking our lives every year. Not to mention putting up with his bitching.” Ron said and Dumbledore chuckled his agreement.
“Now what else has our tool been doing?” The man I once regarded as a grandfather asked and I couldn’t listen any more. I ran and went to the only place I felt like I was safe.
And that’s where I am. The people I love have been playing me; the only parental figure I could trust is dead. What can I do? Who can I turn to now? What is left for me in this world now?
They found me a few hours ago. Pretended they had been worried, glaring at me the whole time. If I hadn’t known better I would have thought I’d scared them but, I know better now. I know they were annoyed they’d had to look for me instead of spending the time together. They practically dragged me back to the common room and left me there. Whatever I don’t care.
Alone, no one to turn to. The thought just kept running through my head followed by. I have nothing to live for any more. I know it’s true, none of them really care. I can’t take anymore, I know its wrong but I want it to end. I know just what I can do; I know how to end it all. Let the wizarding world suffer for all the shit they put me through. I don’t care any more, I just want it to all end.
NORMAL POV
Harry stood up from the window that he was sitting at after his so called 'friends' left him alone and walked to his trunk, opening it he took out a quill, ink and parchment. 'I will make them pay for the pain they caused me. I will turn my back on them, the same way they turned their back on me. I will make them suffer in the worse way that they could ever imagine.' Taking the paper in hand Harry began to plot his revenge starting with writing a letter to Gringotts.
To the accountant of the Potter valts,
My name is Harry James Potter and I have just found out that my vaults have been stolen from by people that I had trusted. I have not givin my magical guardian permission to remove money or anything out of my accounts. I would like to have my vaults locked down to were I, Harry James Potter, am the only one that has access to all my vaults.
It has also come to my understanding that there are things that I have not been told about my family history. If I can not have my magical guardian stopped from removing my things, then I would like to petition for emancipation. If that would be possible at Gringotts.
I would like to have a list sent to me of all the vaults and property that I own. That and an appointment with the head of the Potter accounts.
Sincerely,
Harry James Potter
Harry reread what he had wrote, once he was satisfied that he had what he wanted done with his accounts, he folded the parchment and put it in an envelope for delivery. ' Just you wait Dumblefuck, I'll be free of all the strings you've attached to me.' Getting up from the window once more, Harry slipped out of the Gryffindor tower with out being noticed, heading to the owlery where his beloved snowy white owl waited. Once he was done sending her off, Harry waited watching her fly off in to the night. Turning back to head back to his dorm to finish writing out his plan for revenge, a satisfied evil smirk played across his face.
Oh how things were going to change.
____________________
A/N: I know we're horrible to leave it like this but if you review and tell us what you think, it may make us update faster. – Shey92