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Revenge of Harry Potter!!!!
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
6,413
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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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.
Chapter 3: A private meeting....severing old ties.
A.N.: O.k. here we go with chapter 3, and thanks out to everyone that Reviewed, this story though, is dedicated to My Flame.
Chapter 3: A private meeting....severing old ties
Harry awoke to a tapping at his window and smirked as he recognized the raven tapping at his window again, this time, a simple black envelope held in its beak. He let it in and took it carefully before stroking the bird\'s feathers, afterward the bird flew back out the window. Harry looked at the letter cautiously before checking it for hexes or curses, finding it clean of almost everything, the only spell was to prevent anyone but the intended to read it, so he slowly opened it.
\' Harry Potter,
I would like us to have a private meeting, just the two of us to get to really know each other and perhaps just talk. If you send me a yes, I will send you the directions to the meeting place.
Lord Voldemort (Tom)\'
Harry\'s eyes widened, an opportunity to meet with Tom without the likelyhood of being hexed to death....now what to wear? Harry realized he was going to have to go shopping in Diagon Alley before then, so he quickly sent off a yes Reply and left to go shopping.
********Diagon Alley********
Harry walked briskly to Madam Malkin\'s shop and got measured for some new dress robes and told her how he wanted them. She was a little taken aback by his boldness, but quickly began work on his new dress and school robes. He walked out and to Knockturn Alley for some new interesting books while he waited.
Half an hour later found him walking back into Madam Malkin\'s shop with a pocket full of shrunken trunks filled with books and a few interesting things he just couldn\'t pass up. He picked up several boxes of robes before leaving back to his house, he really was getting the hang of flooing. He dusted himself off before taking a shower and changing...just as Hedwig came back with a response. Harry sat down in a pair of black silk boxers as he opened the envelope,
\' Harry,
Inside is a portkey that will activate at precisely 5:00 p.m. be prepared.
Lord Voldemort (Tom)\'
Harry looked at the clock, he had another 30 minutes before it activated....so he could \'TRY\' and tame his hair....Twenty minutes later, and three jars of hair jell as well as several spells later his hair was messily stylish. \"I guess this is as good as it is going to get.\" He semi-smirked at the Slytherin colors running through his hair, glad he had overheard the spell Draco had used last Halloween, black, silver, and green, ran through his hair and he was also glad he had gone against Hermoine in cutting it, he liked it long.
He looked at himself in his new robes, loving the way they actually let anyone and everyone see his body, unlike the loose ones he\'d worn before, they clung to his body and the sleeves came to a point over his hands before a small ring went onto his middle finger to hold them in place.
Harry turned and picked up the portkey, oddly a piece of black silk and counted down the last few seconds before he felt the familiar pull behind his navel. He opened his eyes to a rather sunny lake with a dinner setting, but what he couldn\'t believe was that Tom Riddle was sitting there, looking the same as he had when Harry has seen him in the Chamber of Secrets, \"how?\"
Tom looked up, \"sit, and I will explain...Harry.\"
Harry sat almost numbly as he stared at the vision before him, Tom\'s longer black hair moving slightly in the breeze...\"o.k. um, please explain now???\"
Tom leaned forward to look into Harry\'s emerald eyes, \"I did it for you. This form you see now is a little older than you remember from the Chamber of Secrets, but with some ancient dark magic....I was able to do this.\"
Harry almost gulped audibly as he felt is blood going somewhere completely inappropriate.
\"I have a gift for you, this area is completely inoperable to the Ministry.\" He waved his wand and the Dursleys appeared, glaring at Harry with what was left of their bodies...and skin in some cases. \"I want you to torment them for every wrong they ever did to you...and I want to watch.\"
The Dursley\'s eyes widened as Harry grinned evilly and stood, wand in hand. \"Where should I begin?\"
They all tried making noises that sounded like an attempt at begging, and pleading, and apologies.
Harry laughed evilly, stilling them, right before curse after curse began flowing from him, tearing chunks out of them, ripping out joints, letting blood fly as great gouges were put into them...and still Harry laughed every once in a while yelling what a particularlly harsh curse was for. Painfilled, gurgling cries filled the air.
It was a Harry Potter soaked in blood and gore that finally fell to his knees, exhausted and with tears going down his cheeks. Voldemort gently picked him up and vanished, leaving the remains of the Dursley\'s for scavengers to eat.
He appeared in his own bedroom and after a quick cleansing spell, laid Harry down to rest, \"We can talk more after you\'ve rested. Who would have guessed that Dumbledore would make you suffer like that...you who is supposed to be his weapon....\" he growled dangerously before calming himself and sitting at his desk to read until Harry awoke.
There was just too much to talk about....and so very little time. He picked up his book and let his mind wonder as he read.
A.N.: There we go, and to all that reviewed...thank you. Please remember to read, and if you enjoyed it, review, it shows just how good the story is....
.
Chapter 3: A private meeting....severing old ties
Harry awoke to a tapping at his window and smirked as he recognized the raven tapping at his window again, this time, a simple black envelope held in its beak. He let it in and took it carefully before stroking the bird\'s feathers, afterward the bird flew back out the window. Harry looked at the letter cautiously before checking it for hexes or curses, finding it clean of almost everything, the only spell was to prevent anyone but the intended to read it, so he slowly opened it.
\' Harry Potter,
I would like us to have a private meeting, just the two of us to get to really know each other and perhaps just talk. If you send me a yes, I will send you the directions to the meeting place.
Lord Voldemort (Tom)\'
Harry\'s eyes widened, an opportunity to meet with Tom without the likelyhood of being hexed to death....now what to wear? Harry realized he was going to have to go shopping in Diagon Alley before then, so he quickly sent off a yes Reply and left to go shopping.
********Diagon Alley********
Harry walked briskly to Madam Malkin\'s shop and got measured for some new dress robes and told her how he wanted them. She was a little taken aback by his boldness, but quickly began work on his new dress and school robes. He walked out and to Knockturn Alley for some new interesting books while he waited.
Half an hour later found him walking back into Madam Malkin\'s shop with a pocket full of shrunken trunks filled with books and a few interesting things he just couldn\'t pass up. He picked up several boxes of robes before leaving back to his house, he really was getting the hang of flooing. He dusted himself off before taking a shower and changing...just as Hedwig came back with a response. Harry sat down in a pair of black silk boxers as he opened the envelope,
\' Harry,
Inside is a portkey that will activate at precisely 5:00 p.m. be prepared.
Lord Voldemort (Tom)\'
Harry looked at the clock, he had another 30 minutes before it activated....so he could \'TRY\' and tame his hair....Twenty minutes later, and three jars of hair jell as well as several spells later his hair was messily stylish. \"I guess this is as good as it is going to get.\" He semi-smirked at the Slytherin colors running through his hair, glad he had overheard the spell Draco had used last Halloween, black, silver, and green, ran through his hair and he was also glad he had gone against Hermoine in cutting it, he liked it long.
He looked at himself in his new robes, loving the way they actually let anyone and everyone see his body, unlike the loose ones he\'d worn before, they clung to his body and the sleeves came to a point over his hands before a small ring went onto his middle finger to hold them in place.
Harry turned and picked up the portkey, oddly a piece of black silk and counted down the last few seconds before he felt the familiar pull behind his navel. He opened his eyes to a rather sunny lake with a dinner setting, but what he couldn\'t believe was that Tom Riddle was sitting there, looking the same as he had when Harry has seen him in the Chamber of Secrets, \"how?\"
Tom looked up, \"sit, and I will explain...Harry.\"
Harry sat almost numbly as he stared at the vision before him, Tom\'s longer black hair moving slightly in the breeze...\"o.k. um, please explain now???\"
Tom leaned forward to look into Harry\'s emerald eyes, \"I did it for you. This form you see now is a little older than you remember from the Chamber of Secrets, but with some ancient dark magic....I was able to do this.\"
Harry almost gulped audibly as he felt is blood going somewhere completely inappropriate.
\"I have a gift for you, this area is completely inoperable to the Ministry.\" He waved his wand and the Dursleys appeared, glaring at Harry with what was left of their bodies...and skin in some cases. \"I want you to torment them for every wrong they ever did to you...and I want to watch.\"
The Dursley\'s eyes widened as Harry grinned evilly and stood, wand in hand. \"Where should I begin?\"
They all tried making noises that sounded like an attempt at begging, and pleading, and apologies.
Harry laughed evilly, stilling them, right before curse after curse began flowing from him, tearing chunks out of them, ripping out joints, letting blood fly as great gouges were put into them...and still Harry laughed every once in a while yelling what a particularlly harsh curse was for. Painfilled, gurgling cries filled the air.
It was a Harry Potter soaked in blood and gore that finally fell to his knees, exhausted and with tears going down his cheeks. Voldemort gently picked him up and vanished, leaving the remains of the Dursley\'s for scavengers to eat.
He appeared in his own bedroom and after a quick cleansing spell, laid Harry down to rest, \"We can talk more after you\'ve rested. Who would have guessed that Dumbledore would make you suffer like that...you who is supposed to be his weapon....\" he growled dangerously before calming himself and sitting at his desk to read until Harry awoke.
There was just too much to talk about....and so very little time. He picked up his book and let his mind wonder as he read.
A.N.: There we go, and to all that reviewed...thank you. Please remember to read, and if you enjoyed it, review, it shows just how good the story is....
.