When Darkness Rises

Take Over

In the shrieking shack, the boys got to know each other reeeaal well. A tumble in the sheets and a cleaning spell later, they are heading back to the castle.

Once inside, they get intercepted by the twins.

"Riddle very much.." Fred starts.

"Wants to riddle with you."

"Up on..."

"The second floor."  They finish.

"Okay. Thanks." Harry rubs his head as him and his mates go for the stairs.

"Welcome!" The twins call as they walk off, the map held between them. They really love their job.

The three mates go upstairs and soon find Tom.

"So what did you want to riddle us?" Charlie asks with a smile.

"I can tell you talked with the twins. I am going to the place filled with angry people, and need assistance."

"Well babes, it looks like dear sweet Harry is going with the big bad Dark Lord to take over the Ministry. Have fun. Charlie and myself have things we need to do." Draco takes the ginger's hand and walks away.

A whimper escapes Harry when they disappear from sight.

"It's alright. You have me." Tom massages the small hybrid's shoulder as they walk back to the front of the building.

Once outside of the wards, they use apparition to get to the Ministry. Never in all of his life, had Harry heard an uproar like this one. Tom had made himself look like Voldemort. No nose and all.

Harry threw his arms out, putting up a shield just in time, as the first wave of spells hit the barrier. 

"Nice reflexes. These people are not very careful." Tom mutters.

"The Dark Lord has Harry!" A male voice screams.

"He is too at ease. Harry is under the Imperius!" Someone else yells.

The hybrid, his voice magically amplified, calls out, "We seek the Minister. It is he we wish to talk with."

"I will get Dumbledore!" Kingsley shouts.

Voldemort smiles.  "You can drop the act, for he is dead."

"Well, in that case, Scrimgeour is in his office. Follow me." After erecting a shield about himself, the tall man leads the pair upstairs.

Around them, there's a great turmoil. Everyone shouting, running around, occasionally throwing spells. A few tried to block the way, but they were easily flicked to the side.

When they got to the door, it had been locked and magically barricaded. Wait, there's a couple chairs. Still, pathetic.

"Together now." Tom says. They throw different spells, charms, and curses at once. The magic blocks fall with a crash. "The door Harry?"

The teens wings unfurl, his body showing more of his vampire side. With a growl, he throws his body against the door, which nearly caves. He does it again more firmly. The door splinters inward, shards fly everywhere.

The Minister cowers in his chair as Harry throws the chairs to the side. "Hello Minister," he casually growls.

"Rufus." Voldemort says as he walks in.

The man of political power tosses a couple curses at the man of no nose. Tom sends them back at Rufus, who blocks the stunner and gets hit by the body lock.

Now, a rigid Minister is on the floor behind his desk. Kingsley drags him out.

Harry stands close to Tom, their hands brushing.

"What are we going to do with him?" The darker man asks.

"Well Kingsley, I think it is time for a public announcement. Harry, will you help him lift Rufus?"

Together, they spell the Minister upright and float him behind Voldemort onto a balcony.

"People, it is I! Tom Riddle, you all know me as Voldemort. Since I am going to be completely honest with you, let me show you my transformation." He drops his veil, and the people gasp at his appearance.

"First order of business. I will be taking over. Yes, yes. I am pretty sure that you all absolutely love Rufus, here. The thing is, he is about to die. Also, I have already taken over Hogwarts. My people there are keeping order, after the very traumatic Death of Albus Dumbledore."

A great cry went up. "You killed him!"

"Actually no. His brother did. The other two deaths were by Harry here." In response, Harry hisses with his fangs bared. People actually start crying.

"Kingsley, my second in command here, do you want him?" Tom asks pointing at the bound man.

"Nope, I'm good."

"Harry? You hungry?"

"Yes. The work I've done today, I'm a bit hungry." He jumps onto Rufus and sinks his fangs into the man's neck. Wings flared out, he drinks till the prey's heart stops.

The people are crying in terror.

"This is me!" Harry calls out. "Accept or suffer. The new power is in!"