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A Host of Unknowns

By: X5927alpha
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 2
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Disclaimer: 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.
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A Host of Unknowns

Lightning flashed in the distance. Far off, somewhere behind him, he could hear people screaming. All around him the scorched, bloody, and sometimes dying bodies of both Death Eaters and countless witches and wizards fighting for their lives and freedoms. Before him, his own personal demon.

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The demon’s eyes seemed to glow with glee at the destruction he had witnessed all around him. He looked down at the body of some witch - undoubtfully unworthy of his greatness, and smiled. His slight, almost indistinguishable nose seemed to disappear into his face, but he crinkled it anyhow as he stepped on her body to get closer to the boy on the other side.

“Ahhh…Harry Potter” he breathed. “How nice to see you again so soon. Doubtless we have quite a bit to discussssss.” His words ended in a snakelike hiss, causing the boy to step back.

“I’m not talking about anything with you!” Harry screamed as he raised his wand. “I’m only here to see you dead! Avada…” He was cut off as Voldemort fired what turned out to be a stunner at him. He skidded across the grass a foot or so before coming to a sudden stop.

“Now, Harry…let’s not be hasssty. I’m sure you’ll be interested in what I have to ssssay.” He glided towards Harry, extending a long fingered pale white hand to help him up from the ground. Harry refused it, scrambling up himself.

“You have grown, since I first laid eyes on you, young Harry. Your mother…she was once so loyal to me, did you know? In fact, she brought your father to me.” Voldemort laughed then. “Your father. Would it surprise you, Harry, if I told you your parents made you for me? They were my loyal servants, and knew I needed a new body. They volunteered you. And I took my half of you when you were born. Half your soul, half your being, is me, Harry. I’ll not be killed so easily.” He grinned as well as his warped human mouth could.

Harry felt shocked, fearful, and cold.
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