The True Dark Prince

[UPDATES EVERY CHANCE I GET] (Re-writting)
Harry Potter had always been different from the other students at Hogwarts. He was the boy who lived, the one who had defeated the dark wizard Voldemort. But despite his fame, Harry felt like he didn't quite belong. He had always identified as a Gryffindor, but something about the house didn't quite fit.

One day, Harry stumbled upon the painting of the Slytherin common room. He had always been curious about the house, and he couldn't resist the temptation to take a closer look. As he approached the painting, he felt a strange energy coursing through his body. Suddenly, he was sucked into the painting, transported into a world of darkness and power.

Harry found himself face-to-face with the ghost of Salazar Slytherin himself. The founder of the house was impressed by Harry's bravery and determination, and he offered to make Harry the most powerful wizard in the world. All Harry had to do was ask to be resorted into Slytherin. As he spent more time in the painting, he began to see things differently. The Slytherins weren't all bad; in fact, many of them were just like him. They were ambitious, cunning, and determined to succeed.

He wanted to be resorted into Slytherin and become the most powerful wizard in the world.

He discovered that his power was greater than he ever could have imagined. He did, in fact become every powerful. But Harry found solace in the arms of Draco Malfoy. The two had always been rivals, but as they grew closer, they realized that they had more in common than they thought. Harry was drawn to Draco's sharp wit and cunning mind, while Draco was drawn to Harry's bravery and determination.

WARNING:
Language
Mentions of Abuse
Smoking and/or Drinking
Dumbledore Bashing
Ron bashing (Rest of the weaslys are good)

DRARRY, DARK HARRY.
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