Rebirth of the Serpent
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Voldemort
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
25,297
Reviews:
144
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0
Currently Reading:
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Friends or bought?
Friends or bought?
“Can you believe him?” yelled Ron.
“It's alright, Ron. Dumbledore will give us more money and Harry will be none the wiser. Anyway, we all know that he's just going to go dark in the end,” said Hermione, who had arrived during the night.
“But he's so arrogant! Snape was right, he's just a stuck up snob like his dad,” said Ron. “He sleeps in our house, eats our food and then he has the guts to walk around like he owns the whole bloody place!”
“I suppose your right. However, Dumbledore's payments should pull your family through and if Harry wins the war for us, the Potter villa should go to your family.”
“I suppose your right, ‘Mione,” Ron grinned. “Though I don’t know what kind of savior he’ll be when he got beaten up by gnomes as soon as he got here.”
There was a laugh from Hermione and then Harry heard someone else walk into the room.
“Oh Ronald I'm so proud of you, following Dumbledore's orders even though you don’t want to. You'll make a good Order member someday,” said the voice of Molly Weasley. “Hermione, you should go home, dear. Ronald, go up to your bedroom and check that Harry's not having nightmares. Dumbledore said if he was, then the darkness had finally corrupted him.”
“I will mum!” Ron replied.
Harry crept upstairs and lay on his bed thinking. Only minutes later Ron, his bought best friend, walked in. Harry just lay still.
‘How could I have been so foolish? The first thing Ron asked me was if I had the scar, just to make sure,’ thought Harry bitterly. He wished that Voldemort could have taken him with him, wherever he was.
Voldemort had promised not to hurt him. Voldemort had called him his equal. Voldemort had promised to give him his parents. He wished he could run away and leave forever. When Ron was finally asleep, Harry cried. He wanted to be free from Dumbledore's plots and the Weasleys. He wanted to be Harry, just Harry. Not the boy who lived, not the savior of the wizarding world and not Gryffindor's golden boy. Then after a wave of reassurance came to him through his scar, Harry finally drifted off to sleep.
Elsewhere
The Dark Lord felt Harry learn of the betrayal of his friends. Soon he'd be able to save his little snake and then Dumbledore and everyone who had hurt him would pay. Oh yes, they would pay, but just now he had to find another way to bring back his body before his followers did anything stupid, like kill him. The most feared Dark Lord, though still in spirit form, was able to send a wave of reassurance and a compulsion to sleep to Harry. In the morning the little snake in lion's clothing would have to try very hard to act like nothing was wrong.
He studied the book in front of him again; yes, a blood brother bond would work perfectly to bring back his body. He already had one candidate for the spell, the one who would be his brother hopefully and maybe more, Harry Potter the boy-who-didn't-want-to-be-the-boy-who-lived.
Yes, everyone would pay....
Malfoy Manor
Malfoy Senior smirked, sipping his glass of brandy. Tomorrow he and Draco would go shopping in Diagon Alley. He would plant his Lord's horcrux into a student’s school things, and then the Dark Lord would be back in power. It was a perfect plan.
He'd have to sell most of the Manor's darker objects first though. That fool Arthur Weasley was turning out to be a nuisance with his raids, though Fudge was most helpful in his warnings of when a raid was coming his way. It was wonderful to have the Minister under his thumb.
With thanks to my beta and the people that reviewed, sorry it took so long.
“Can you believe him?” yelled Ron.
“It's alright, Ron. Dumbledore will give us more money and Harry will be none the wiser. Anyway, we all know that he's just going to go dark in the end,” said Hermione, who had arrived during the night.
“But he's so arrogant! Snape was right, he's just a stuck up snob like his dad,” said Ron. “He sleeps in our house, eats our food and then he has the guts to walk around like he owns the whole bloody place!”
“I suppose your right. However, Dumbledore's payments should pull your family through and if Harry wins the war for us, the Potter villa should go to your family.”
“I suppose your right, ‘Mione,” Ron grinned. “Though I don’t know what kind of savior he’ll be when he got beaten up by gnomes as soon as he got here.”
There was a laugh from Hermione and then Harry heard someone else walk into the room.
“Oh Ronald I'm so proud of you, following Dumbledore's orders even though you don’t want to. You'll make a good Order member someday,” said the voice of Molly Weasley. “Hermione, you should go home, dear. Ronald, go up to your bedroom and check that Harry's not having nightmares. Dumbledore said if he was, then the darkness had finally corrupted him.”
“I will mum!” Ron replied.
Harry crept upstairs and lay on his bed thinking. Only minutes later Ron, his bought best friend, walked in. Harry just lay still.
‘How could I have been so foolish? The first thing Ron asked me was if I had the scar, just to make sure,’ thought Harry bitterly. He wished that Voldemort could have taken him with him, wherever he was.
Voldemort had promised not to hurt him. Voldemort had called him his equal. Voldemort had promised to give him his parents. He wished he could run away and leave forever. When Ron was finally asleep, Harry cried. He wanted to be free from Dumbledore's plots and the Weasleys. He wanted to be Harry, just Harry. Not the boy who lived, not the savior of the wizarding world and not Gryffindor's golden boy. Then after a wave of reassurance came to him through his scar, Harry finally drifted off to sleep.
Elsewhere
The Dark Lord felt Harry learn of the betrayal of his friends. Soon he'd be able to save his little snake and then Dumbledore and everyone who had hurt him would pay. Oh yes, they would pay, but just now he had to find another way to bring back his body before his followers did anything stupid, like kill him. The most feared Dark Lord, though still in spirit form, was able to send a wave of reassurance and a compulsion to sleep to Harry. In the morning the little snake in lion's clothing would have to try very hard to act like nothing was wrong.
He studied the book in front of him again; yes, a blood brother bond would work perfectly to bring back his body. He already had one candidate for the spell, the one who would be his brother hopefully and maybe more, Harry Potter the boy-who-didn't-want-to-be-the-boy-who-lived.
Yes, everyone would pay....
Malfoy Manor
Malfoy Senior smirked, sipping his glass of brandy. Tomorrow he and Draco would go shopping in Diagon Alley. He would plant his Lord's horcrux into a student’s school things, and then the Dark Lord would be back in power. It was a perfect plan.
He'd have to sell most of the Manor's darker objects first though. That fool Arthur Weasley was turning out to be a nuisance with his raids, though Fudge was most helpful in his warnings of when a raid was coming his way. It was wonderful to have the Minister under his thumb.
With thanks to my beta and the people that reviewed, sorry it took so long.