𝐔𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝; 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 1

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 1

I NEVER EXPECTED I WOULD BE ABLE TO DO IT. Deceive The Dark Lord. But I have, I have done it. I've been working on Projection all summer, I've been perfecting it. And now it is, now it's perfect.

I've managed to project myself. Me. Another me. A fake that will keep up the act of the perfect slave, whilst the true me will hunt the Horcruxes. It's perfect, a perfect plan. And what makes it even more perfect is that I know exactly everything she does, everything she hears and sees.

All of the plans, everything. She's even colder now, colder than I ever was. I have no doubt that she- I, will take another life. But by doing so, my secret will remain hidden. And The Dark Lord will keep his trust in me.

They trust me now, every single one of them. They no longer doubt me, one could say that I'm his right hand man. Along with my mother. We are the most trusted, which is ironic considering I'm not even truly there.

Even the snake trusts me, she clings to my projection form constantly. But I've learned of their plans, and how they plan to attack Harry tonight, the day before his birthday, as he tries to flee his home with the protection of others.

I won't let that happen, I will be there. The real me, to help him, whilst the other me will be there, but she will not harm anyone.

And so, the real me has run away, and began to try and hunt Horcruxes. But Harry is more important, which is why I was always be there to protect him, even if he doesn't want me there.

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My body appears inside of Harry's aunt and uncle's home in a puff of smoke. Eyes turn to me and I instantly raise my hands, wand away, showing that I pose no harm. In an instant, I'm shoved against the wall with a wand pointed at my throat.

I stare blankly up at Fred who digs his wand into my throat. "Why are you here? Have you come to kill Harry?" I shake my head, but the movement causes an ache in my skin. "I'm here to help." The ginger scoffs. "You're a monster." He calls out to me and I blink my eyes.

"I'm well aware of that, Fred." I say to the boy. "You're his slave." I chuckle slightly at his words. "In some aspects, yes, but currently, no. Someone else is, and he doesn't even know that." My cold eyes move to look at a man in the corner of the room.

He's with the Dark Lord. "Why? Why do you want to help?" The wand digs deeper into my skin and everyone stares at me. I glare at the man and he shudders, before I turn my gaze to look at my former friend. I know that man will rat everything out, but the Dark Lord won't believe him because my projection will be standing right beside him.

Yes, this act of a 'lie' will get the man killed, but he is a traitor nonetheless. Just as I am, just as I will be killed should the Dark Lord find out the truth. But he won't, because the fake me is standing right beside him.

"Why wouldn't I? I've almost died for Harry, multiple times. I've protected him each time, gotten myself injured in the process whilst he remains mostly unharmed, and if that doesn't show loyalty, I don't know what will." I take in a breath. Everyone is staring at me.

"Yes, I killed Albus Dumbledore. Yes, I'm a death eater. Yes, I've killed more people than I can count, and tortured even more. But it was all for this. Everything I have done has been for this, for protecting the Chosen One. Remember the prophecy, the only way for the dark lord to think he was winning if I convinced him he was."

"I'm not expecting forgiveness, or anything of the sort. I'm just here to make sure Harry remains safe and then I'll vanish, again." I don't spout the words of me being a spy, but I assume they have figured it out. Fred slowly lowers his wand and I rub at my pounding throat.

"Well, let's get on with it. We just wasted a lot of time."

˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑

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A/N- I'm so excited for this act, you guys have no idea what I have planned.

Make sure you eat and drink today!

-Nightmare

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