Keys:
"Speaking"
Flashback
Parseltongue
'Thinking'
Messages or letters
- Changes of place / time -
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- Walking into the manor -
Emerald-eyes strutted in the middle of a Death Eater meeting deliberately causing havoc.
"You! Why are you here, you filthy little half-blood!" screeched an insane Bellatrix.
'Better think before she speak. She insulted me as well as her Lord. If that she doesn't shut that trap of hers, she's gonna get a crucio sending her to the ground whimpering, not that it wouldn't be a pretty image to see.' so-called half-blood contemplated.
"W-what? But h-h-how d-did you get i-in here, P-Potter?" stuttered a confused Lucius. Very Malfoy-like, totally.
'There's something called deactivating wards Mr. Malfoy.' said person thought with an internal smirk bursting to shout out something to embarrass a certain Lord of current manor to a further extent.
"SILENCE!" hissed a voice that clearly states that the person (if you can call them that for the time being) isn't in the mood for chit-chats.
Once calming down (maybe), the being spoke; "Now, what do I owe for a visit from the Wizarding World's savior." You-Know-Who questioned sarcastically.
"I thought that you will be able to see through that lie, I mean, I was only a baby with a bare minimum to no magical knowledge whatsoever until I was eleven - and I still didn't know much then! Anyways, I came to make a deal with you and your fellow minions." Harry notified.
Nothing it right with the evil side unless there was dramatic pause. Pause. "Very well, what's the deal." enquired the Dark Lord after a minute or so later.
"I'll join the dark side," gasps were heard around the room (surprising right?), "If you are willing to let me get revenge on those who caused me to get into this situation," suggested the soon-to-be fifteen-year-old child.
"And why would I believe that Potter..." sneered a distrustful Voldemort.
"Because I have one of you horcruxes!" hissed a future fifth year student.
Evidently thinking that Harry's being a total dunce, the snake-like man thingy replied (or retorted) disbelievingly, "Show me where it is!"
"You're looking at it!" shouted Harry still speaking the language of snakes unknowingly and unconsciously.
"How? I only made six and you are definitely not one of them," whispered an unsure Dark Lord. (Now that's new ain't it?)
"Well... Now you know..." mumbled a depressed, sly Gryffindor (a.k.a Slytherin).
"My Lord, why is Potter here?" asked Severus.
Cue sigh. "I knew Snape was still loyal to Voldemort..." Harry mumbles clearly in a whisper.
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Where I Belong...
RandomHarry's life has always been a lie. He finds out after over hearing his 'friends' on the last day of fourth year. Believing he doesn't have anyone left, he decides to join the dark and gets help from the most unlikely of sources. Who will help him? ...
