Harry Potter's Ghoul Inheritance

Take Over

Tom's POV.

When we left to go hunting, I noticed that Harry went quiet.

"Are you ok, Harry?" I ask him, feeling worried for him.

"Yes. I'm fine," Harry replies. I can tell he is lying, but I let the matter go, for now.

We both decide to go after criminals, like normal. I ended up with some wanna-be rapist, he caught a murderer who rapes and kills children. I make sure to watch Harry as we eat, to make sure he stays in control. It is very obvious to me that he is struggling, but maintaining slight control over his creature. 

When we finish eating, I watch as Harry leans against the wall with his eyes sealed shut and his hands clenched in very tight fists. He was fighting with his creature for control. I walk over to him and place my hand on his shoulder, letting some magic flow around us to help calm him. I feel Harry relax slightly, before tensing again and then relaxing again. After doing that a few times he finally relaxes.

"Are you good, now?" I ask him.

He looks at me with his normal Avada kadavra colored eyes, yet they look so ashamed and broken.

I firmly place my hand on his shoulder and apparate him back to my room. When we land he immediately falls to the ground, not from the apparation, but just sheer overwhelming emotions. 

I do my best to comfort him and after a few minutes, he has regained control over his emotions and his creature. 

"I'm good, now," he tells me.

"Alright, want to talk about something other than whatever just happened?" I ask him.

"Preferably, but I am also tired and want to sleep," Harry replies.

"Alright, go get some rest, tomorrow is a busy day," I remind him.

The next morning is spent making sure my Death Eaters are up to dueling standards so that not many get seriously wounded or hurt during the ministry take over. After a day of reviewing the plan and testing them out, it is finally time to move out.

We order our troops in the groups they will be in and we all apparate to the ministry.

When Harry and I arrive at the Ministry, most of the Aurors were already subdued, and most of the ministry workers. However, the Order showed up.

Dumbledore gets into a duel with me, while Moody gets Harry, of course, no one realizes it is Harry. Harry is wearing his red mask and his shadow type cape. He has no worries about the spells he gets hit with but still tries to avoid them, to keep the secrecy. Eventually, Harry manages to kill Moody, while I disarm Dumbledore.

"Where is your precious weapon, Dumbles?" I ask him tauntingly.

"What did you do to him, Tom?" Dumbledore asks me, in a fearful and slightly scandalizing way.

"Oh, I did nothing to him. The real question should be what you did to him," I reply, equally condescending. 

"Nothing not for the Greater Good," he replies/

Suddenly Dumbledore has three red feathers protruding from his body, everyone turns to Harry.

Harry's POV.

"Nothing not for the Greater Good," Dumblefuck replies.

I release my wing kagune and send three feathers into his side, quickly gaining everyone's attention.