The Mistake (Harry Potter Fanfic)

chapter 5- murder time, yay

Oh. Hello there. It's 3 am. So much has happened since I last updated. I'm starting to figure out myself, more of in the sexuality area, and I can't believe that a thousand people have seen this and read it. Welp, I guess it's time to kill Dumbles... or maybe just the Rat? Ehh, we'll see. Oh and, death warning?

Tod stared at the great castle in front of him as he laid on Voldemort's shoulders with Nagini. He had heard of his master's plans to assault the castle and had wanted to come, if only out of curiosity if nothing else. He flicked a tongue out, tasting the many scents around him, wanting to explore each one till he couldn't, but fought off that urge.

He watched as the death eaters snuck into the castle and as the place grew alive with surprised yells mixed with the sounds of spells being fired off. Voldemort moved towards the castle with an evil lipless grin on his face. Tod felt a distant voice in his head shout and heard the distant pounds against an invisible cage but ignored it.

As they approached, Tod could hear the yells of spells from both sides as they fought in a vicious battle of life and death. He could scent a hint of blood in the air, which half made him want to join in on the fun and half of him feeling revolted by even the thought. As Voldemort entered into the castle, Tod could actually see the battle.

It wasn't pretty.

The death eaters were using fatal spells which caused the students who hadn't learned about them to have a disadvantage, which sadly led to their fall. Tod felt sick inside as he watched the death of so many innocent lives, and for what? He told himself not to question his master's intentions but couldn't help a small bit of guilt rise in him.

Voldemort moved through and around the battlefield almost flawlessly, most of the students froze up when they say him, not feeling able to attack while others would be too weak to. He headed for the stairs that would lead him to where he knew Draco would be cornering Dumbledore.

Tod looked around the battlefield before he spotted familar looking red head boy and brown haired girl, he felt like he knew them but not from where. He stared at them as the red head raised his head and coincidently met his gaze. Luckily, Tod had protection on his eyes so he wouldn't harm anyone until his master wished it. The red head's eyes widened as he mouthed a word Tod couldn't hear.

Tod stared curiously at the boy as a old memory tugged at the edges of his mind, trying to show him what he forget but failing to. He shaked his head, 'No, you probably saw him in a battle before with Master,' he told himself, managing to convince himself that was the case as Voldemort headed up the stairs.

When they reached the top, Bellatrix, Snape, and a few other death eaters were already there with Draco. They were facing off against Dumbledore, who looked oddly weakened. Tod let out a hiss of hate towards Dumbledore as he glared. He had stories of Dumbledore from his master, and none of them painted Dumbledore as the hero he wants to appear as.

Voldemort let out a cold, long, chuckle as he approached. "My, Dumbledore, what has gotten you so weak like this?" His voice was cold and hard as Tod rose up on his shoulder. "Maybe it's because your precious savior is gone? Or has the old age finally caught up to you?"

The death eaters let out snickers as Dumbledore stared calmly at Voldemort, even as he stood by the edge, knowing this might be the end. "You have fallen far Tom," Voldemort's glare turned more hateful. "You have lost more than you realize."

Snape stepped forward, "Milord, can I have the pleasure of killing him?"

"Master, can I kill him?" Tod hissed to Voldemort, the stories of Dumbledore coming to his mind, causing him to glare hatefully at Dumbledore.

Voldemort grinned at the idea of Dumbledore's own golden boy willingly killing him. It would be the perfect way for revenge. "Very well Tod, kill him."

Tod gazed into Dumbledore's eyes, lowering the protection over them as he petrified Dumbledore, causing the already weak man to fall down as he lost his grip. Tod knew this wasn't the most colorful, or painful, way to kill him, but it killed him. He felt satisfication as he looked at his master to see if he was pleased.

Voldemort was very pleased, and it showed on his face as congratulated Tod on killing Dumbledore. "Very good Tod... very good."

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Soo, I have a question for y'all. Do you guys want Harry/Tod to go full evil, turn back to human and then have the Harrymort/tomarry? Or do you want Harry/Tod regain the memories, be upset at Voldemort, but be mind controlled or persuaded to stay? Or Harry/Tod could just leave Voldemort and help out with the light side but have a mind weakness to Voldy which causes Voldy to kinda plant ideas in his head?

Or do you want Harry/Tod to stay Tod, as a baslisk, and no harrymort/tomarry?

Eh, any ideas for the ending after this would be welcome. Also I wrote this all while it's 3 am, so sorry if it isn't that great??? I'm just gonna try to go to sleep now-

Help with ways for this story to go please-