Seven

Blood pooled at his shoes, and a wolf like grin took over his face.
Harry liked it, what he'd become.
Now he just needed the dark lord to see how alike they were, especially in bed, and all his problems would be solved. Not to mention wanting in Malfoys pants frustrated the fuck out of him.
Take one abused and fucked up boy, a sexy dark lord with a murderous rage, a boy who lived to watch Harry murder others, crazy death eaters, and some murderous dark rituals and urges, mix well for Fucked up results.

Story based on many different songs.
• No Place Like Home - Todrick Hall
• Nightmare - Set It Off
• Mad Hatter - Melanie Martinez
• Acid - Ghost Town
• Monster - Skillet
• Rabbit Hole - AViVA
• It Can't Be So - Dag Nabbit

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.