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Prophet

Daily prophet, July 13th, 1943

Dumbledore, missing or dead?

Albus Dumbledore, transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, as well as arch nemesis of Grindalwald, was last seen at the end of June, just a few days after the Hogwarts broke up for the summer holidays. Some think he is missing while speculation says that Grindelwald or one of his followers killed him. 

Daily prophet, August 21st, 1943

Dark lord Grindelwald found dead.

Grindelwald has been found dead in his office. Two men were seen fleeing from the scene and the authorities have identified them to be two muggle men who were found dead yesterday evening in bins. They also identified the killings to have been of magical origin and suspect the killers used polyjuice potion to take the appearance of these two men. If this is true, then the men who killed Grindelwald are no heroes as they killed two muggles to hide their identities. What is their reasoning?

Harry walked to a bare stretch of old stone wall in the dungeons and said the password. A passage revealed itself, leading to the common room. Harry opened a tired wood door that was walnut coloured, revealing the cold common room. It was fitting for slytherins. It had the same stone wall as the rest of the dungeons. Brown, faux leather sofa's and matching chairs stood on an emerald green rug in front of a grand fire place that seemed to always be lit but never produce warmth as even the flames seemed cold. Book cases lined with books that had been well read over the years and a few chairs and desks for students to study at. Not many people were in the room, but those who were looked up at Harry and seemed to feel the power radiating off of him. 

"Have you seen Tom?" Harry asked one of the third years.

"Yes, he's in the dormitory. I saw him walk through about half an hour ago." He said to Harry. Harry walked to the dorm and to Tom's four poster bed, drawing the emerald curtains around them. Tom sat straight, ready for the lesson to start.

"Okay, Harry. Let's see if your work has paid off. Focus your mind. I'm am going to do my best to get into your mind." Harry nodded and focused as hard as he could. He felt the wall being torn down piece by piece and then he felt memories start to come through. Bad memories that both he and Tom could see. 

"How did you get up there?" Vernon Dursley yelled, throwing Harry to the ground. Harry said nothing. He was wearing an oversized, stained t shirt and baggy trousers that could have never fit his skinny frame. He was malnourished and looked like he hadn't eaten in days. His uncle was enraged at Harry's accidental magic and took his belt, slapping it against Harry's back as if it was a whip. Harry whimpered, closing his eyes tightly. "You'll pay for this freak!"

Another memory whizzed through Harry's mind, and Tom was too horrified to stop it. Harry was his cupboard under the stairs and his uncle walked in, yelling in his face and beating him. 

"You'll stay here all summer! Freak!"

Tom pulled out of Harry mind and Harry was frozen still. He was embarrassed about how weak he was back then. Harry looked away from Tom, too ashamed to look at him. Tom pulled Harry into a warm embrace. Harry beamed, glad that he had someone like Tom. Harry and Tom cuddled like that for a little while before they stopped and Tom vowed that nobody would ever be able to do that to Harry again.

Most of Harry and Tom's time, and the other seventh years, was spent studying for their N.E.W.T's. It was a lot of hard work and when they had free time, they would work on Harry's Occlumancy skills. But something else had come to Harry's mind; Harry was not an intimidating name.  Sure, it was his name but he needed to use an alias like how Tom had Voldemort. Harry thought me might have found something and now he just had to tell Tom. 

"Hey, Tom. I think I have a name I can use." Harry said, a little nervous to see if Tom liked it. "I've been doing some research and came up with Mordaar. I got it from the Polish word for murder, morderstwo, and the Dutch word for sinner, Zondaar. Do you like it?"

"Very good Harry! Fit for an evil mastermind. Voldemort and Mordaar." Tom said, pleased that Harry has been thinking about his name. "I've heard that the Aurors are investigating the death of Dumbledore still but haven't found anything."

Harry and Tom started to spend some time when they were not revising for their N.E.W.T's rallying as many people as they could. Some were weak, others young and impressionable. Other were looking for something to be apart of and a lot of them were looking for a leader after Grindelwald had been killed. Everything was going to plan.

AN - Sorry it's not the longest! If you like it please leave a comment :)