Harry Potter's Ghoul Inheritance

Meeting with Tom

Harry's POV.

I was reading a necromancy spellbook, being a ghoul has allowed me to be able to access the necromancy spells, along with being a parselmouth. Parseltongue has aided in me being able to do the spells using parselmagic. I have also been studying elemental magic, which is easy, I can do those wandlessly and wordlessly, after studying them for a week.

I was practicing the spell when Sirius and Remus barge into the library.

"Harry, a letter came, from Malfoy. They invited us over for dinner, at 6:30 tonight. They want us to go there in an hour, " Sirius tells me, him and Remus looking at me in shock.

"Sweet, tell them we will meet them in a bit, then," I say, marking my page in my book before leaving the room to shower and such to get ready to go.

I got done, wearing proper robs, with my necklace of Lordship and Heirship rings visible, and headed down to the fireplace to floo to Malfoy Manner. I sit on the couch and wait for Sirius and Remus to arrive. After about five minutes they walk into the room, nodding to me.

I get up and take some of the floo powder and get into the fireplace, "Malfoy Manner" I claim, nice and clear. I end up tumbling out of their fireplace. I groan and stand up, brushing any soot or ash off of me. 

"Welcome, Mr. Potter," Lucius greets me, Narcissa and Draco standing by.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, hello Draco," I reiterate, as Sirius and Remus come through the floo. Lucius welcomes them, then leads us to another room.

There I see Tom and Barty. "Hey, Barty. Good evening Tom," I greet them.

"So, when can you release the secrecy ward on Barty?" Tom asks.

"Well, since you asked so politely," I say, waving my hand letting the ward drop, so Barty can tell him certain things.

"You know, Harry, I never figured out how you know so much about my Lord, can you explain it a bit?" Barty asks, a little bit vindictive.

I laugh at his question, not to be rude, but as a 'why am I surprised' way. "Well, when he was controlled and such he did something really stupid that caused an unforeseen consequence, thus allowing me to learn about him. How have you been since I cast those spells on you?" I ask him, equally as vindictive.

He laughs a nervous laugh, when Tom speaks up, "What spells did you cast on him?" he asks, concerned for his follower.

"Nothing that would harm him. You haven't noticed he seems more stable and more himself?" I ask Tom.

"I had noticed, I just thought he was getting better naturally," Tom replies.

"Ha, no. It would have taken years for him to have gotten better naturally. I had created spells that dealt with dementor exposure, prolonged imperious exposure, and crucio exposure. Barty found the spell and asked for me to cast them on him, when I let him look through my grimoire," I explain to all of them.

"Can we see this grimoire?" Sirius and Tom ask. 

"Maybe later, I don't want too many eyes seeing everything in it," I tell them, hinting that I do not want the Malfoys to know what the spells are. They both nod in agreement.

It was in between conversations that an elf popped in, saying that dinner was ready.

We all leave the office room we were in and went down to the dining room. We all sit around the table, Malfoys together, followed by Tom, then Sirius and Remus, and me. A meal fit for a king appears on the table. Everyone digs in. I just sit there, not being able to eat, but needing to soon.