disclaimers: dont own Harry Potter
author: Akemi
warnings: Slash/Yaoi=boy x boy love
rating: R to Nc-17 with fluffy scenes later.
summary: Harry's finally had enough of the Dursleys and his mind snaps, turning him into, perhaps, the next Dark Lord. Going against the Ministry of Magic's stict rules of practicing no magic while out of school, Harry apparates to Knockturn Alley where he meets Lucius and eagerly goes to the Dark Side. When Voldemort wants to attack Hogwart's, Harry goes against his former friends. Severus switches side and along with Remus and Sirius, their willing to go to far stretches to figure out the cause of Harry's subsequent descent into darkness but will it be too late? Will Voldemort's influence be too much? Can love truly conquer all? Harry/Lucius, Harry/Draco, Sirius/Remus, later on :Severus/Harry
Title: PETALS
Chapter 1
It was supposed to be day that normal people celebrated with games, mirth, and gifts surrounded by the ones they love the most. Of course, there were exceptions, one being the boy who lived, Harry Potter. Currently, the raven haired teenager was in his small room-though much larger than the cupboard- under-the stairs that had been his living quarters when he was younger-idly scrawling in a journal with his quill. The bottle of ink was resting carefully on a stack of his school books. Every so often, Harry would stop writing and strain hard to hear if his relatives were coming towards his room. He had long since given up that they would remember it was his birthday and even one as glorious as sixteenth; making him legal in England.
While the Dursley's were downstairs stuffing their faces and watching television, Harry was contemplating. Cedric had died, right in front of Harry. To someone else, it would have been horrifying and caused massive emotional damage but to Harry; he had seen far too much. Harry heard loud laughter and he heard his name mentioned. He growled to himself, nearly snapping the quill in half. Perfect Dudley had just brought up it was his cousins birthday and what do the prats do? They laugh.
It wouldn't have been quite as bad had Vernon not destroyed his gifts and letters from his friends, Ron and Hermione. The fat tub of lard had nearly killed Hedwig and Harry finally sent a letter to Ron, telling him to keep her. Harry only wished that his beloved Hedwig had not been caught in the riffraff. His wand, Invisibilty Cloak, and journal were all that he had to himself. His books, which he kept under a floorboard underneath his bed, and other school items had to be carefully stowed away in hiding.
Ever since his return for the summer, Harry had been constantly ridiculed, taunted, and jibed into using his magic to physically harm his kin. Harry shuddered to himself as he recalled the latest form of punishment. Being touched by the pudgy hands of Dudley was an all time low. Harry wouldn't put anything past the Dursley's but he had never imagined rape would have been high on the list of their ways to break him. Oh, it had worked. Harry had lain in a puddle of his own blood while they pointed and laughed, harrassing him verbally.
That had been a week ago. Harry was still feeling the after effects of rape. To have one's virginity stripped from them so violenty was earth- shattering to one's psychosis. The images assuaulted Harry's mind and that feral snarl erupted once again. He was one of the most powerful wizards and yet he couldn't defend himself against his sick relatives because of fear of being sent to Azkaban. If his godfather had escaped, then Harry was certain he could.
Harry closed his journal and stuffed it inside his bag, along with his quill, ink bottle, textbooks, and cloak. He could buy clothes later but he had to leave, and now. He quickly dressed into his robes. Slinging the bag over his shoulder, he descened the staircase. The second his foot stepped off the final stair, Petunia, Vernon and Dudley raised their eyes to stare at him. Harry resisted the urge to just fire his most lethal spell at them. No, he wouldn't kill them. "I'm leaving."
Vernon chortled, his triple chins bobbing. "And where do you think you'll go boy?" The portly man rose to his feet, beady eyes glaring at the emerald orbed teeanger. "You have noone save that criminal godfather of yours. I'm sure he doesnt want you. Who would? Your a-"
That did it. Harry's firm resolved snapped and he pointed his wand at the man angrily. Dudley latched onto Petunia as both gazed wide-eyed at the scene in front of them. Harry glowwered. "Sirius is not a criminal! I'm sick of you always speaking bad about my parents, about my friends, about ME! I have put up with it for as long as I can! Avada Kedavara!" Vernon dissipated while Petunia and Dudley screamed in horror. With nostrils flaring and muscles clenching as his hands curled into fists, Harry uttered the first words that popped to his head, "Apparate!", and dissappeared.
Seconds later, several people from the Ministry of Magic showed up to find the cause of the breach of the wards alarm, gone.
~ ~ ~
Harry landed with a thump on his bum, scowling irritably. The previous anger had deserted him and left him cold and numb. He stood, peering at his surroundings. He remembered this place from when he was younger after a floo incident with the Weasley's. Harry limped awkwardly down the darkened alley, the night sky making the place even more eerie. Knockturn Alley read the sign above the shop selling poisonous candles. How could he ~ever~ forget this place?
With a quick spell, Harry changed the colors of his robes to pure ebony, not wanting to seem to suspicious to those wizards shopping for items related to the Dark Arts. Harry fondled the galleons and sickles in his pockets. He did need to buy some ingredients for potions and a new cauldron. The shop with shrunken heads in its window seemed the obvious choice. Harry went inside, nose wrinkling at the assault on his senses. Several wizards in blood-red robes sent disinterested glances before returning to their own business.
Harry's brows arched in surprise at the number of illegal potions bottled and even moreso at the number of ingredients on the shelves. Last time, he hadn't had time to explore..not that he would've wanted to then. But now...he wasn't scared and it seemed to be calling to him. The door swung open and the last person Harry thought he would see stepped inside.
In that silken drawl that could only be associated with Lucius Malfoy and his son, the pale blonde wizard mocked. "My, what a surprise. Harry Potter has come to Knockturn Alley." Lucius, cold grey eyes glinting, stepped closer to Harry and was inwardly shocked that Harry didn't slink away. Those three wizards who had been potions hastily paid and exited, leaving the two alone.
"I dont have time to fight with you, Malfoy," Harry curled his lip into contempt. What ~was~ Lucius doing there? Some coincidence that they both turned up at the exact time. Did he know about his flight from the Dursley's or that he'd murdered Vernon? "What do you want? If its not important I would like to get along with my business." Had he really just mouthed off to Lucius?! What the hell was happening to him? He used to be frightened of the older man and now?
Lucius leaned against the shelf, eyes lazily flickering over the boy. The boy had some nerve, moreso then even his own son. "Actually, shouldn't I be asking you the questions?" Harry sighed, putting a potion into its proper place and giving Lucuis his full attention. "I was positive you were supposed to be with those muggles of yours. Just how did you manage to escape and come here, to Knockturn Alley, of all places. Why not to that Mudblood or that wretched Weasley family's homes."
For once, Harry didn't start an arguement over his friends being called those rotten names. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders. "To be perfectly honest, I haven't the slighest idea how I came here. I killedVernon and the next minute I was here."
Lucius's eyes widened fractionally. "You murdered a muggle? Why, Mr.Potter, I didnt think you had it in you. As for how you came here, you apparated." The blonde clicked his tongue. "Your not supposed to be practicing that spell until your eighteen; with a license."
"Your point?"
"The Ministry no doubt detected magic being used on Privet Drive. I'd say their looking for you as we speak. You have no where to go, do you?" Lucius adopted a fake look of concern. "Do you want to know what they'll do to you should they find you?" Harry nodded. "They'll expel you from Hogwart's, send you to Azkaban or execute you one."
"I had good reason to leave. Nothing you would understand."
"Try me," Lucius smirked wanly.
Harry sized the man up, scrutinizing the wizard he considered his enemy and yet he was about to tell him all that had happened with the Dursleys. What did it matter if Malfoy knew? It wasn't as if it was ammunition to use against him. "All my life, I've been living with those bastards. They've made my life a living hell; Azkaban would have been better. They did everything to make my life miserable. I've been starved, beaten, and raped. I sincerely doubt you've ever had to go through that."
Lucius's smirk had vanished replaced by a cold, deatchedness that Harry had never seen on the Death Eater before. "Why didn't you just kill them when you came back from your first year? Thats what any logical person would have done; muggle or not. If your more powerful then those who torment you, you fight back. Your weak, boy."
"My name is Harry and I didnt want to be executed. I am powerful."
"Alright Harry. Prove it."
"What? Do you want a duel?"
"No... There's something different about you Harry. I'm not letting this side of you go without further investigation." Lucius leaned closer, their faces nearly touching. "I want you to come back with me to my manor. The Ministry won't be able to do anything once your inside my protection. Of course, Voldemort will protect you too." Harry flinched. "Of course, I could let you wander the streets alone and terrible things could happen to you. There are greater threats then Voldemort out there." Lucius trailed a finger lethargically along Harry's jawline. "What do you say Harry? Will you come with me? I promise you wont be dissapointed."
Harry considered his options. He could wait around at the Leaky Cauldron for a month or so until school started, he could go to the Burrow but that was outwieghed. He would be searched for by the Ministry and since he just killed his uncle.... Harry pursed his lips, deciding. "I'll come with you."
Lucius smiled brilliantly, clapping Harry on the shoulder. "I'm glad you decided to join me-"
"Wait a second Malfoy. I am not joining your lord," Harry spat, "I am merely agreeing to your offer because I have no other choice."
"Of course Harry! I wouldnt ask that of you." *But I certainly wont give up.* "We can apparate, since you know how to now. There aren't any wards on my manor or Knockturn Alley. You can freely go between the two. However," Lucius' voice was taking a sharp edge, "You will NOT be able to go to Diagon Alley. It is strictly prohibited, someone could easily spot you. Whatever you need, you can get it here. You will not be able to return to Hogwarts."
"I am aware."
"If you want to continue with an education, I can send you to Durmstrang."
"Your being awfully nice to me Malfoy.. I know you have hidden motive."
"Dont we all?" Lucius winked cheekily. "What if I told you I wanted your company?"
"I would know you were lieing."
Lucius slid his fingers underneath Harry's chin, tilting his head. "But I'm not. Narcissa is a bore, she's in need of mental help. Draco," he chuckled, "is busy with Quidditch pratice. He swears he's going to destroy the Gryffindor's this year and that will be done. You were his only challenge. Though...I no doubt that Draco will want to share."
"Sh.share?" Harry furrowed his brows.
The blonde removed his fingers, silver eyes twinkling mysteriously. "You will see. Your about Draco's size, a little taller but nothing the House Elves can't mend. Draco has more robes than neccessary I'm afraid. His mother buys him robes whenever she's out shopping."
"How will Draco take this?"
"He'll deal with it. Think Malfoy Manor and apparate." Lucius watched Harry preparing for the teleportation spell. Lucius's luck had just taken a 360 and he would no doubt be back in favor with Voldemort. Harry Potter was at the point of no return and with only a little bit of persuasion, he would come to their side..
* * *
How was it?! ^_^ Sucky, ne?
Mariah Carey
Petals
I've often wondered if there's
Ever been a perfect family
I've always longed for undividedness
And sought stability
A flower taught me how to pray
But as I grew, that flower changed
She started flailing in the wind
Like golden petals scattering
CHORUS 1:
And I miss you dandelion
And even love you
And I wish there was a way
For me to trust you
But it hurts me every time
I try to touch you
But I miss you dandelion
And even love you
I gravitated towards a patriarch
So young predictably
I was resigned to spend my life
With a maze of misery
A boy and a girl befriended me
We're bonded through despondency
I stayed so long but finally
I fled to save my sanity
CHORUS 2:
And I miss you little sis and
Little brother
And I hope you realize
l'll always love you
And although you're struggling
You will recover
And I miss you little sis and
Little brother
So many I considered
Closest to me
Turned on a dime and sold me
Out dutifully
Although that knife was chipping
Away at me
They turned their eyes away and
Went home to sleep ...
CHORUS 3:
And I missed a lot of life
But I'll recover
Though I know you really like
To see me suffer
Still I wish that you and I'd
Forgive each other
'Cause I miss you, Valentine
And really loved you
I really loved you -
I tried so hard
But you drove me away
To preserve my sanity -
And I found the strength to break away
Fly...
author: Akemi
warnings: Slash/Yaoi=boy x boy love
rating: R to Nc-17 with fluffy scenes later.
summary: Harry's finally had enough of the Dursleys and his mind snaps, turning him into, perhaps, the next Dark Lord. Going against the Ministry of Magic's stict rules of practicing no magic while out of school, Harry apparates to Knockturn Alley where he meets Lucius and eagerly goes to the Dark Side. When Voldemort wants to attack Hogwart's, Harry goes against his former friends. Severus switches side and along with Remus and Sirius, their willing to go to far stretches to figure out the cause of Harry's subsequent descent into darkness but will it be too late? Will Voldemort's influence be too much? Can love truly conquer all? Harry/Lucius, Harry/Draco, Sirius/Remus, later on :Severus/Harry
Title: PETALS
Chapter 1
It was supposed to be day that normal people celebrated with games, mirth, and gifts surrounded by the ones they love the most. Of course, there were exceptions, one being the boy who lived, Harry Potter. Currently, the raven haired teenager was in his small room-though much larger than the cupboard- under-the stairs that had been his living quarters when he was younger-idly scrawling in a journal with his quill. The bottle of ink was resting carefully on a stack of his school books. Every so often, Harry would stop writing and strain hard to hear if his relatives were coming towards his room. He had long since given up that they would remember it was his birthday and even one as glorious as sixteenth; making him legal in England.
While the Dursley's were downstairs stuffing their faces and watching television, Harry was contemplating. Cedric had died, right in front of Harry. To someone else, it would have been horrifying and caused massive emotional damage but to Harry; he had seen far too much. Harry heard loud laughter and he heard his name mentioned. He growled to himself, nearly snapping the quill in half. Perfect Dudley had just brought up it was his cousins birthday and what do the prats do? They laugh.
It wouldn't have been quite as bad had Vernon not destroyed his gifts and letters from his friends, Ron and Hermione. The fat tub of lard had nearly killed Hedwig and Harry finally sent a letter to Ron, telling him to keep her. Harry only wished that his beloved Hedwig had not been caught in the riffraff. His wand, Invisibilty Cloak, and journal were all that he had to himself. His books, which he kept under a floorboard underneath his bed, and other school items had to be carefully stowed away in hiding.
Ever since his return for the summer, Harry had been constantly ridiculed, taunted, and jibed into using his magic to physically harm his kin. Harry shuddered to himself as he recalled the latest form of punishment. Being touched by the pudgy hands of Dudley was an all time low. Harry wouldn't put anything past the Dursley's but he had never imagined rape would have been high on the list of their ways to break him. Oh, it had worked. Harry had lain in a puddle of his own blood while they pointed and laughed, harrassing him verbally.
That had been a week ago. Harry was still feeling the after effects of rape. To have one's virginity stripped from them so violenty was earth- shattering to one's psychosis. The images assuaulted Harry's mind and that feral snarl erupted once again. He was one of the most powerful wizards and yet he couldn't defend himself against his sick relatives because of fear of being sent to Azkaban. If his godfather had escaped, then Harry was certain he could.
Harry closed his journal and stuffed it inside his bag, along with his quill, ink bottle, textbooks, and cloak. He could buy clothes later but he had to leave, and now. He quickly dressed into his robes. Slinging the bag over his shoulder, he descened the staircase. The second his foot stepped off the final stair, Petunia, Vernon and Dudley raised their eyes to stare at him. Harry resisted the urge to just fire his most lethal spell at them. No, he wouldn't kill them. "I'm leaving."
Vernon chortled, his triple chins bobbing. "And where do you think you'll go boy?" The portly man rose to his feet, beady eyes glaring at the emerald orbed teeanger. "You have noone save that criminal godfather of yours. I'm sure he doesnt want you. Who would? Your a-"
That did it. Harry's firm resolved snapped and he pointed his wand at the man angrily. Dudley latched onto Petunia as both gazed wide-eyed at the scene in front of them. Harry glowwered. "Sirius is not a criminal! I'm sick of you always speaking bad about my parents, about my friends, about ME! I have put up with it for as long as I can! Avada Kedavara!" Vernon dissipated while Petunia and Dudley screamed in horror. With nostrils flaring and muscles clenching as his hands curled into fists, Harry uttered the first words that popped to his head, "Apparate!", and dissappeared.
Seconds later, several people from the Ministry of Magic showed up to find the cause of the breach of the wards alarm, gone.
~ ~ ~
Harry landed with a thump on his bum, scowling irritably. The previous anger had deserted him and left him cold and numb. He stood, peering at his surroundings. He remembered this place from when he was younger after a floo incident with the Weasley's. Harry limped awkwardly down the darkened alley, the night sky making the place even more eerie. Knockturn Alley read the sign above the shop selling poisonous candles. How could he ~ever~ forget this place?
With a quick spell, Harry changed the colors of his robes to pure ebony, not wanting to seem to suspicious to those wizards shopping for items related to the Dark Arts. Harry fondled the galleons and sickles in his pockets. He did need to buy some ingredients for potions and a new cauldron. The shop with shrunken heads in its window seemed the obvious choice. Harry went inside, nose wrinkling at the assault on his senses. Several wizards in blood-red robes sent disinterested glances before returning to their own business.
Harry's brows arched in surprise at the number of illegal potions bottled and even moreso at the number of ingredients on the shelves. Last time, he hadn't had time to explore..not that he would've wanted to then. But now...he wasn't scared and it seemed to be calling to him. The door swung open and the last person Harry thought he would see stepped inside.
In that silken drawl that could only be associated with Lucius Malfoy and his son, the pale blonde wizard mocked. "My, what a surprise. Harry Potter has come to Knockturn Alley." Lucius, cold grey eyes glinting, stepped closer to Harry and was inwardly shocked that Harry didn't slink away. Those three wizards who had been potions hastily paid and exited, leaving the two alone.
"I dont have time to fight with you, Malfoy," Harry curled his lip into contempt. What ~was~ Lucius doing there? Some coincidence that they both turned up at the exact time. Did he know about his flight from the Dursley's or that he'd murdered Vernon? "What do you want? If its not important I would like to get along with my business." Had he really just mouthed off to Lucius?! What the hell was happening to him? He used to be frightened of the older man and now?
Lucius leaned against the shelf, eyes lazily flickering over the boy. The boy had some nerve, moreso then even his own son. "Actually, shouldn't I be asking you the questions?" Harry sighed, putting a potion into its proper place and giving Lucuis his full attention. "I was positive you were supposed to be with those muggles of yours. Just how did you manage to escape and come here, to Knockturn Alley, of all places. Why not to that Mudblood or that wretched Weasley family's homes."
For once, Harry didn't start an arguement over his friends being called those rotten names. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders. "To be perfectly honest, I haven't the slighest idea how I came here. I killedVernon and the next minute I was here."
Lucius's eyes widened fractionally. "You murdered a muggle? Why, Mr.Potter, I didnt think you had it in you. As for how you came here, you apparated." The blonde clicked his tongue. "Your not supposed to be practicing that spell until your eighteen; with a license."
"Your point?"
"The Ministry no doubt detected magic being used on Privet Drive. I'd say their looking for you as we speak. You have no where to go, do you?" Lucius adopted a fake look of concern. "Do you want to know what they'll do to you should they find you?" Harry nodded. "They'll expel you from Hogwart's, send you to Azkaban or execute you one."
"I had good reason to leave. Nothing you would understand."
"Try me," Lucius smirked wanly.
Harry sized the man up, scrutinizing the wizard he considered his enemy and yet he was about to tell him all that had happened with the Dursleys. What did it matter if Malfoy knew? It wasn't as if it was ammunition to use against him. "All my life, I've been living with those bastards. They've made my life a living hell; Azkaban would have been better. They did everything to make my life miserable. I've been starved, beaten, and raped. I sincerely doubt you've ever had to go through that."
Lucius's smirk had vanished replaced by a cold, deatchedness that Harry had never seen on the Death Eater before. "Why didn't you just kill them when you came back from your first year? Thats what any logical person would have done; muggle or not. If your more powerful then those who torment you, you fight back. Your weak, boy."
"My name is Harry and I didnt want to be executed. I am powerful."
"Alright Harry. Prove it."
"What? Do you want a duel?"
"No... There's something different about you Harry. I'm not letting this side of you go without further investigation." Lucius leaned closer, their faces nearly touching. "I want you to come back with me to my manor. The Ministry won't be able to do anything once your inside my protection. Of course, Voldemort will protect you too." Harry flinched. "Of course, I could let you wander the streets alone and terrible things could happen to you. There are greater threats then Voldemort out there." Lucius trailed a finger lethargically along Harry's jawline. "What do you say Harry? Will you come with me? I promise you wont be dissapointed."
Harry considered his options. He could wait around at the Leaky Cauldron for a month or so until school started, he could go to the Burrow but that was outwieghed. He would be searched for by the Ministry and since he just killed his uncle.... Harry pursed his lips, deciding. "I'll come with you."
Lucius smiled brilliantly, clapping Harry on the shoulder. "I'm glad you decided to join me-"
"Wait a second Malfoy. I am not joining your lord," Harry spat, "I am merely agreeing to your offer because I have no other choice."
"Of course Harry! I wouldnt ask that of you." *But I certainly wont give up.* "We can apparate, since you know how to now. There aren't any wards on my manor or Knockturn Alley. You can freely go between the two. However," Lucius' voice was taking a sharp edge, "You will NOT be able to go to Diagon Alley. It is strictly prohibited, someone could easily spot you. Whatever you need, you can get it here. You will not be able to return to Hogwarts."
"I am aware."
"If you want to continue with an education, I can send you to Durmstrang."
"Your being awfully nice to me Malfoy.. I know you have hidden motive."
"Dont we all?" Lucius winked cheekily. "What if I told you I wanted your company?"
"I would know you were lieing."
Lucius slid his fingers underneath Harry's chin, tilting his head. "But I'm not. Narcissa is a bore, she's in need of mental help. Draco," he chuckled, "is busy with Quidditch pratice. He swears he's going to destroy the Gryffindor's this year and that will be done. You were his only challenge. Though...I no doubt that Draco will want to share."
"Sh.share?" Harry furrowed his brows.
The blonde removed his fingers, silver eyes twinkling mysteriously. "You will see. Your about Draco's size, a little taller but nothing the House Elves can't mend. Draco has more robes than neccessary I'm afraid. His mother buys him robes whenever she's out shopping."
"How will Draco take this?"
"He'll deal with it. Think Malfoy Manor and apparate." Lucius watched Harry preparing for the teleportation spell. Lucius's luck had just taken a 360 and he would no doubt be back in favor with Voldemort. Harry Potter was at the point of no return and with only a little bit of persuasion, he would come to their side..
* * *
How was it?! ^_^ Sucky, ne?
Mariah Carey
Petals
I've often wondered if there's
Ever been a perfect family
I've always longed for undividedness
And sought stability
A flower taught me how to pray
But as I grew, that flower changed
She started flailing in the wind
Like golden petals scattering
CHORUS 1:
And I miss you dandelion
And even love you
And I wish there was a way
For me to trust you
But it hurts me every time
I try to touch you
But I miss you dandelion
And even love you
I gravitated towards a patriarch
So young predictably
I was resigned to spend my life
With a maze of misery
A boy and a girl befriended me
We're bonded through despondency
I stayed so long but finally
I fled to save my sanity
CHORUS 2:
And I miss you little sis and
Little brother
And I hope you realize
l'll always love you
And although you're struggling
You will recover
And I miss you little sis and
Little brother
So many I considered
Closest to me
Turned on a dime and sold me
Out dutifully
Although that knife was chipping
Away at me
They turned their eyes away and
Went home to sleep ...
CHORUS 3:
And I missed a lot of life
But I'll recover
Though I know you really like
To see me suffer
Still I wish that you and I'd
Forgive each other
'Cause I miss you, Valentine
And really loved you
I really loved you -
I tried so hard
But you drove me away
To preserve my sanity -
And I found the strength to break away
Fly...