Darkness Breeds Darkness
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  • Reads 166,767
  • Votes 6,025
  • Parts 9
  • Time 34m
Complete, First published Jan 18, 2020
'Darkness breeds darkness. Darkness is drawn to other darkness. Like a moth to a flame and those for madness and murder of the world are those with the pain of their past that they turn into a game.'
What happens when Harry Potter snaps?
When he shows his real self? 
When he decides to listen to Voldemort's voice in his head and discover what he truly wanted and is? 
All hell breaks loose.
'They shall hear the lights downfall. And even their children's children will remember the story of how we brutally murdered the ones who rebelled.'


Hello, A/N here;

I want to say I wrote this when I was 10 and please excuse this awful attempt at writing. I despise these stories but a lot of people like it (for the life of me I don't know why) so please don't think this is my writing as a whole, I promise I've gotten better over the years.
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