The Snake's Secret * under revision*

Blood And Nerves

Quick warning: Harry is violent in this chapter, there is a part about rules but I will rehash them in a later chapter so if you want to skip to the feast scroll down until you see a snake.
RIer

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Harry walked down the steps to the dungeon, he had only about twenty minutes before he was set to meet Voldemort for his first lesson and he hadn't had any time to visit his new toys yet.

The prisoners could hear light foot steps descending down into the dungeons from their cells, they had only been fed by house elves and the last time they saw a person was yesterday, when they were gifted off to a twelve year old boy as toys.

Harry walked into the room and looked them over one by one, there were a few that had obviously imprisoned for a long while and were weak for it but there were two that look like a good fight, and one was in a cell on their own. Harry carefully took off the expensive dress robes and his waistcoat, laying them down carefully before stepping over to the cell. To his amusement the man shrank to the back of the cell, Harry unlocked the door and stepped inside, shutting it behind him and placing the key in his pocket.

"Are you going to stay back there or try to beat me and escape?" Harry asked cracking his knuckles and stretching out his muscles.

"You little ba****d!" The man yelled working up his nerve, "I'll kill you and the dark Lord!"

Harry laughed, he laughed hard. The man looked shocked then it morphed into angry. He ran at Harry who dodged the punch flying at his face and swiftly kicked the man's legs out from under him. Harry got the rush he had been lacking for so long, his fingertips began to tingle and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face.

"What's your name?" Harry asked nonchalantly.

"Why would I tell you that?" The man spat at Harry.

"Well because I asked? But if that's not enough of a reason then I guess it will be the first thing I beat out of you." Harry replied calmly, he had all the time in the world to break his toy, why hurry.

The man couldn't believe what he was hearing, but it wasn't like he needed to believe it for it to be happening. Harry rushed forwards feeling the shock up his arm as his hand make contact with the man's jaw, as the man went down Harry spun on the spot and kicked him in the side of the head. Harry knelt down on one knee and held up the man's face. "Going to tell me now?" He smirked.

"Uggggh......" The man groaned.

Harry slammed the man's head into the stone floor and then pulled it up again to look into his eyes.

"What is your name?"

"..... Sam, it's Sam." The man, Sam, spat out blood.

"Well now, that wasn't so hard." Harry grinned at Sam, dropping his head and walking back towards the door, he stopped and turned to faced inwards. "Fight me, Sam. It's been ages since I've had this kind of fun, since I killed someone." Harry said, cracking his knuckles and smirking.

"Harry, master wishes to see you in the study." A little Elf, Binky, says standing by the door of the cell, trying to shrink into the shadows. Harry sighed, looked at Sam before walking out the cell and locking it. He shrugged back on his waistcoat and robes, checking that he hadn't ripped the skin on his knuckles.

He walked back past the cells, looking into them as he passed, he knew which he would kill first.

He walked up the steps, shaking out he hands to get rid of the adrenaline still in his veins.

Reaching the study he waited for the elf to open the doors before entering. He saw the dark Lord sitting in his favourite armchair with some parchment he was reading, quill in hand. "Dad."