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Chapter 50 -

"Sir!" Dumbledore heard Harry say as he found himself shaken awake. "Are you alright sir?" Harry asked in a concerned voice. "You sort of passed out after you drank the cup and started muttering something about Apophis and Voldemort."

"Oh?" Dumbledore asked, breathing a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, it was all just a dream."

"I do not believe that it was." Voldemort's voice drawled. Dumbledore jumped when he found Voldemort standing on Harry's right with Apophis standing on Harry's left, but Dumbledore couldn't really move as his hands were still broken, he still couldn't feel his legs and he was still chained to the basin.

"Can't believe you fell for that," Harry laughed as he kicked out a leg and allowed himself to fall back but he didn't fall to the ground as Voldemort had quickly made a chair that Harry landed on. "you went unconscious for a bit Dumbledore." Harry said just as Apophis forced open Dumbledore's mouth and forced him to drink a goblet full of water. "You need to be awake."

"Why?" Dumbledore coughed once Apophis let go.

"Because I'm about to monologue, son." Harry grinned. "I've never done this before, it's quite exciting, I now get why other people do it. I mean after all the work you put into your plan it's nice to have someone realize just how much work was required."

"Harry...why? Would you do this?!" Dumbledore cried out. "You...how could you betray the light side?!"

"I never joined the light side," Harry shrugged. "just because we had a common enemy did not mean that I was one hundred percent on your side. As for why...well...where to start? The beginning I suppose, yeah that works. You see...when you placed me at the Dursley's, you left me in the hands of people who hated me. And I mean really hated me. If there was ever a chance to let me know how much they hated me then they would gladly take it. Verbal abuse, emotional, mental, physical, I experienced it all.

My choices were to break, fight back or adapt. I'm too stubborn to break, I blame that fact on my dad being a Potter and my mother being a redhead. I was too weak at the time to fight back, I did try at first but it failed, so I adapted. Have you ever heard of spilt personalities? Well I had to do something like that, I created a new Harry Potter, a nice and meek Harry Potter. A good boy who would stay out of trouble and be as quiet as can be. All my negative emotions, all I suffered as good Harry, I still suffered through them. I remember all of it.

Even when I came to Hogwarts, I stayed as good little Harry Potter. Of course I had to switch back to my regular self during some of my more...interesting adventures. When I was facing Quirrell and realized I could burn him, then good Harry took a back seat so the real me could finish the job, after killing Quirrell I placed good Harry back in. Same with the basilisk and dementors, But...during my forth year, I realized that it wasn't working. Good Harry Potter was weak, he didn't fight back. Heck even good Harry had had enough after all the shit we went through.

The whole school had turned on me for a second time and I was once again given a choice between break, fight back or adapt. I still wouldn't break, but I realized that I was finally strong enough to fight back. So I fought back and adapted, I went to the chamber of secrets."

"The chamber of secrets?!" Dumbledore gasped in horror, he couldn't believe that Harry had gone to the chamber, just like Tom did.

"Is there an echo in here?" Harry asked with fake confusion. "But yes, say what you want about Salazar but he was a magical genius, so were the other founders. In the chamber I not only found books from Slytherin, but also from Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor along with information on how to get to their other rooms. Rowena Ravenclaw had built an excellent room that transformed itself into anything the user desired, it was called the 'Room of Requirement', I spent a lot of time there when I wasn't in the chamber. I learnt a lot, spells, potions, rituals. Much better than your standard Hogwarts education. I performed a few of those rituals myself."

"Harry!" Dumbledore said quickly. "Those rituals have warped your mind! They've turned you dark!"

"Not really," Harry shook his head. "I was always like this, beneath the surface. In fact Slytherin took special care in detailing instructions on how to avoid having your mind negatively effected, Tommy boy over there..." Harry said as he gestured to Voldemort. "...had his mind warped because he believed he was immortal and went for stronger versions of the rituals, the stronger versions had more benefits but also more downsides, including madness. Trust me, I'm as sane as I have always been."

"No...that can't be true, fight it Harry!" Dumbledore begged. "Fight the darkness! Come back! I believe in you!"

"You believed in Snape, how did that turn out for you?" Harry snorted. "Voldemort, is it true that you sent Snape to Dumbledore and ordered him to spy on him?"

"Yes," Voldemort nodded. "I wanted to learn the prophecy, I sent Snape to Dumbledore after we had both came up with the story of him being in love with your mother. In exchange Snape asked that I keep her alive and bind her to him."

"No..." Dumbledore shook his head. "...no, no. I don't believe you!"

"Believe what you want." Harry shrugged. "It makes little difference to me, now where was I? Oh right, fourth year, where I was entered into the tournament by Barty Crouch Junior. Funnily enough Dumbledore, you knew that he was impersonating Moody, didn't you?" Harry asked.

"Harry...I...I do not know what you mean, clearly Voldemort has messed with your mind and..."

"Do not lie to me," Harry hissed. "do you know how my father's map works? It's connected to the ward scheme of Hogwarts, do you know what else is connected to the ward scheme? When I was reading Salazar's diary I had learnt that Helga Hufflepuff insisted on several defenses, very interesting ones. I know how you do that trick where you know who is knocking on the door before they can announce themselves, after entering past the statue the person get's scanned by the wards and the information gets relayed to an instrument in your office which would be connected to you. So when fake Moody stepped past the Gargoyle you would have known he was a fake, yet you didn't do anything.

At first I thought that you might not have had that, but during one of my visits to your office I saw that you did. The whole time that Moody was a fake, you knew yet you didn't do anything so I didn't say anything at the time."

Dumbledore stayed silent, even though he wouldn't admit, it was true that he had realized pretty quickly that Barty Crouch Jr was posing as Moody. But he didn't do anything as he needed Barty to go through with his plan so that Voldemort could get a body, because as far as Dumbledore believed it was necessary for Voldemort to have a body for when Harry defeated him.

"Harry..." Dumbledore spoke after realizing something. "...how did you know that Barty Crouch Junior was Moody?"

"I had been in Moody's office a few times throughout the year, Selena noticed that there were two people in the office."

"Selena?" Dumbledore blinked, remembering that name as the one that had come out of the goblet during the hostage selection. He never did ask Harry about it, at the start the time was never right and after he had always had more important concerns. Harry suddenly started hissing, Dumbledore's horror grew when he saw a big snake slide out of Harry's right sleeve. "A basilisk?!" Dumbledore hissed with disbelief.

"Her name is Selena," Harry said as he kissed her forehead. "isn't she the cutest?" Harry grinned. "Remember my snake tattoo? You're looking at her." Harry added as he gestured to Selena.

"She's a dark creature!"

"She's also more loyal to me than you are," Harry countered. "she's never tried to harm me and trick me, she views me as her father, and admittedly I view her like my own child." Harry paused to hiss to Selena who hissed back at Harry, Harry smiled at her. "You wouldn't harm daddy." He said before repeating it in parsletounge, Selena appeared to have agreed as she slid her face close to his and rubbed against his cheek, Harry kissed her forehead before he continued speaking to Dumbledore. "In Moody's office she was able to detect that there was more than one person in the room, I already suspected Moody of being up to something, in my experience it is nearly always the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. So with the help of Rita Skeeter I was able to catch him off guard and stun him."

"Rita?!" Dumbledore blurted out in confusion. "What does Rita Skeeter have to do with this?!"

"Quite a lot actually," Harry chuckled. "you see when I...'broke the chains' and 'cut the string', becoming my 'true self', I had a lot of pent up aggression and anger, years worth, and I needed to release at least a little bit of it. I chose a target, the stupid reporter who kept trying to ruin my reputation, I ended up forcing her into a unbreakable vow. An unbreakable vow to never knowingly or intentionally harm me in any way, it seemed so simple to her, but only after did she realize that I could essentially make her do anything by saying it would harm me if she didn't."

"You...you've fallen so far." Dumbledore in a sad and disappointed voice, looking like somebody had ripped his heart out.

"I think I've risen actually, I mean I'm not the one who is poisoned and chained to a basin in a cave." Harry argued. "Anyway I had contacted Rita one day, ordered her to come help me out while I had Dobby sneak some truth serum out of Snape's potion stores. I visited him late one night, intent on getting answers."

"Professor Moody," Fourth year Harry said as he entered the Defense classroom. "are you busy?"

"Potter?" A gruff voice came and a few seconds later Moody limped out of his office and down towards Harry. "It's past curfew Potter, you had better have a good reason for coming here." He said as he stepped in front of Harry, not noticing the beetle that had flown out of Harry's pockets and around him.

"Actually yes I do sir," Harry nodded. "it's actually about how I...watch out!" Harry suddenly cried as he pulled out his wand and used his free hand to point behind Moody, but it was unnecessary as Moody's magic eye had already seen Rita transform, Moody span around and was about to blast her, but he discounted Harry who was close enough to quickly hit him with a stunner to his lower leg. "Nice timing." Harry said to Rita before he levitated Moody into a chair, he began checking him for any secret portkeys and wands.

"This is very illegal!" Rita pointed out.

"You're an illegal animagus who spies on people, I don't think you have much room to talk." Harry said once he had finished, he waved his wand and tied Moody up. "Dobby." Harry called and a second later the elf popped in, a potion in one hand and the marauders map in the other.

"Dobby has it." Dobby said as he handed Harry some truth serum.

"Thanks. Harry smiled as he put a few drops of it into Moody's mouth before handing it back to dobby.

"Master Harry," Dobby spoke. "Dobby be checking yous map," Dobby said. "looks." He showed the map at Harry who frowned when he noticed that it showed 'Barty Crouch' standing next to him and not Moody. Harry jabbed his wand at Moody, waking him up.

"What is your name?" Harry asked.

"B...Barty Crouch junior!" The man answered, unable to fight the truth serum. Harry heard Rita gasp but ignored her.

"Who are you working for?" Harry asked, despite feeling like he already knew the answer.

"The dark lord." Barty answered, Harry wasn't very surprised but did think it was a good thing to confirm it.

"What is Voldemort's plan?" Harry asked. He continued to interrogate him for several more minutes, once he was done he stunned him.

"That...is unbelievable." Rita shook her head.

"That's my life." Harry shrugged.

"Once we were done we obliviated him and let him think that his plan was going perfectly, I played along of course." Harry smirked. "When I had time I researched the ritual that Voldemort was planning to use."

"It's an evil ritual." Dumbledore frowned.

"Indeed," Harry nodded in agreement. "but I needed to what it was and how it worked. Once I got all the necessary information I came up with a plan."

"Who helped you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Come now Dumbledore," Harry laughed. "you know that the hat wanted to put me in Slytherin, and it wasn't because it thought that I looked good in green robes. One day I snuck into the graveyard where Thomas Riddle Senior was buried, I placed some of my blood on the bones and made them absorb it. What do you think happens then?"

"Those bones...Voldemort used them in his ritual...but they had your blood in them...that..."

"Royally fucks up the ritual," Harry completed for him. "and then when I was captured Wormtail was supposed to forcibly take my blood. Tell me, what happens when I also willingly give my blood?" Harry grinned as realization hit Dumbledore's face. "The magic from my blood in his bones plus my willingly given blood messed up his ritual enough to make him my personal dark lord."

"B-blood of the enemy . . . forcibly taken . . . you will . . . resurrect your foe. " Wormtail said as he took Harry's blood and placed it in a glass vial, Wormtail slowly staggered over to the cauldron and placed the blood in, a few moments later a large bang was heard followed by several bright lights as the smoke from the cauldron changed colour. Then Voldemort stepped out of the cauldron. "Master..." Wormtail gasped as Voldemort stood before.

Voldemort's body shook, his red eyes darted around, until they landed on Harry.

"I'm uncomfortable." Harry said with a smirk. Wormtail looked confused by his sudden interruption but didn't get too long to think on it.

"Wormtail!" Voldemort growled. "Release him, now."

"Release him?" Wormtail blurted out. "B...but master he..."

"Wormtail! Now!" Voldemort commanded, flaring his magic.

"Yes...yes!" Wormtail said quickly with a lot of detectable fear as he released Harry from the ropes that had tied him to the gravestone. Harry chuckled as he stood up, he looked at Wormtail.

"I'll need my wand." Harry said, holding his hand out. Wormtail looked at him with disbelief and was about to respond when Voldemort cut him off.

"Wormtail, give him his wand and return mine." Voldemort ordered.

"Y...yes Master." Wormtail said, handing Harry his wand before rushing over to give Voldemort his own.

"Robe me Wormtail." Voldemort said.

"Oh...yes!" Wormtail quickly nodded and got Voldemort's robes and robed him.

"Oi Voldy." Harry said as he walked up to Voldemort. "Kneel." He ordered, his voice barely above a whisper. Wormtail resisted the urge to scoff, who did the boy think he was? Ordering he-who-must-not-be-named of all people to kneel. Wormtail waited on Voldemort's response, expecting amusement or the more likely response of anger and/or spells. Which is why his jaw dropped when Voldemort dropped to his knees.

"Blood magic is really powerful." Harry shrugged. "But that means more can go wrong, I knew I had Voldy over here under my control, from there I had him alter Pettigrew's memory, then when me and Pettigrew came back..."

"You used him to free Sirius," Dumbledore softly finished for him. "what of him?" Dumbledore asked as he gestured to Apophis with his head. "What vile blood magic did you use to make him?" Dumbledore scowled. "He's a creation of your blood and Voldemort's, though I suppose at this point he is mostly yours." Dumbledore didn't know what he expected, but it wasn't Voldemort, Apophis and Harry all bursting into laughter.

"Creation of blood magic," Harry wiped a tear from his face. "I can't believe how many people fell for that."

"I told you," Voldemort smirked. "with a name and reputation like mine, people will believe anything."

"That you did," Harry nodded. "as for the mystery of Apophis, it's rather simple." Harry stood up from his seat and stepped towards Apophis. He reached for Apophis's hood and grabbed it before pulling down. Dumbledore's eyes widened when he saw who was standing in front of him.

"Miss Granger?!" Dumbledore blurted out in pure shock and disbelief as he stared at the smiling face of Hermione Granger.

"Curse it all to hell." Voldemort grumbled under his breath as he face palmed hard.

"I told you he'd fall for it." Harry smiled before waving his wand over Granger's face, the advanced glamour charm faded away, leaving an entirely different face.

"What?!" Dumbledore felt no less confused as he now looked at the face of Harry Potter.

"Hey Dumbles." Harry-Apophis waved. "You've seen better days."

"How?" Breathed Dumbledore.

"It's quite simple Dumbledore," Harry began. "sometimes we would simply use a golem or animate something when Apophis would just stand around but ultimately do nothing. But whenever we did need to do something I would have put on the hood."

"But to be at two places at once...that means...you've been using a time turner!" Dumbledore realized.

"Correct," Harry smiled as he pulled out a time turner from his pocket. "you should thank Granger for giving me the idea, but really...a time turner so a thirteen year old know it all could attend all the available electives?"

"Including muggle studies which is beyond stupid when you remember that she's muggle raised." Harry-Apophis added.

"Oh but 'she wanted to see how wizards view muggles'." Harry said in an imitation of Hermione.

"So naturally finding out how wizards view muggles, in a castle full of wizards, is worth using the power of time to attend an extra lesson." Harry-Apophis snorted. "Do remind me why we let her think that she was smarter than us."

"Dumbass over there put us in an abusive environment which made us want to try and get along with everyone as much as possible."

"Oh yeah." Harry-Apophis said as if he had just forgotten.

"How did you get that time turner?" Dumbledore asked suddenly, looking like he was suffering through the mother, father, uncle and fat aunty of all headaches.

"Funny thing really," Harry said with an amused look. "remember how I mentioned the secret room that Rowena Ravenclaw created in the castle, the house elves had been using it for a storage room. Dobby was looking through it one day when he discovered this fully functioning time turner, it sounds unbelievable but then so does most of the shit in my life.

Seriously I could make books off my life. The best guess that I can come up with is some rich prat brought it to school, thinking that he was going to get ahead in his lessons, only to lose it. Either that or some idiot had the same deal as Granger and lost it."

"Harry!" Dumbledore said as he suddenly realized something. "If Apophis was really you then that means you killed the Dursley's!"

"Ten points to you Headmaster," Harry calmly nodded as he sat back in his seat. "why do you think I did that?" Harry asked as if he was a teacher in a class room.

"Your mind has been affected by the dark arts! You must..." Dumbledore was cut off by a buzzer sound from Harry's wand.

"Nope." Harry-Apophis shook his head in a disappointed way. "You have not being paying attention Dumbledore." He said in a disappointed voice.

"Me and Tom begged you, begged you to let us stay at Hogwarts. To not send us back! Tom, was indeed a bully and an evil kid but he also had to deal with others hating him and bullying him." Harry glared at Dumbledore. "As for me, time and time again I told you that the Dursley's were scum but you didn't want to believe it, you didn't want to believe that you were wrong. During my 'fight' with Apophis you might have noticed that a tree got burnt."

"That tree was the one that I was chased into when my uncle's sister set her dog on me," Harry-Apophis growled. "the Dursley's laughed while I ran from it, they rewarded it after."

"You might have noticed that a shed was also destroyed." Harry continued. "That was the shed I slept in at night if I didn't do the gardening fast enough."

"No, no." Dumbledore muttered.

"Yes...yes." Harry said in a cold voice. "I had dreamed of hurting them for years before I even knew magic existed. I promise you that no dark magic suddenly made me want to kill them, the broken bones and emotional trauma were more than enough."

"Harry...I...I'm sorry." Dumbledore said, tears dripping down his cheek.

"I imagine you are," Harry said, not in the least bit bothered by the apparent sadness and regret that the headmaster showed. "I had Rita look into your background Dumbledore, I wonder how your brother, Aberforth I believe his name was, I wonder how he would feel if he knew what you had done. I wonder how your sister would feel." Dumbledore looked like he wanted nothing less than to die right now upon hearing Harry mention his dead sister. "Tell me something Dumbledore, in my first year you had made those traps to test me, didn't you?" Dumbledore was silent for several moments before speaking.

"Yes," Dumbledore admitted in a defeated voice. "or at least partly. I had wanted to test you, make sure that you were progressing enough and were the hero that the wizarding world needed. I know you must hate me for it but I was only doing what I felt was necessary."

"And what would happen if you suddenly felt it was necessary to rape women or kill muggles?" Harry said with narrowed eyes. "Huh?"

"I would never do that!" Dumbledore exclaimed.

"Perhaps not, but what does it say about you that I can easily picture you killing whoever you want and just getting away with it because you have a 'good reason'?" Harry asked in a cold voice. "Everything you do Dumbledore, every illegal and morally questionable action, you just happen to have a good reason for it."

"I have only ever worked for the greater good!" Dumbledore argued after a moment.

"The greater good is subjective Dumbledore!" Harry yelled.

"You're greater good is not the same as ours!" Harry-Apophis growled. "Our mother died for this unappreciative world where muggleborns are second class citizens and blood is more important than ability."

"A world where people like Dolores Umbridge are allowed to torture children while incompetent assholes like Fudge are in charge." Harry snarled. "You're greater good involved sacrificing me!" The shocked look on Dumbledore's face showed that he was not expecting Harry to know that. "You think I wouldn't work it out sooner or later, I had access to the same books as Voldemort and Voldemort himself! I know about all his horcruxes, I know that the one in that basin is a fake because I found the real one at Grimmauld Place."

"What?!" Dumbledore blurted out.

"Apparently Regulus Black wasn't as loyal to the cause as everyone thought." Harry responded, it turned out that Sirius's younger brother Regulus Black, who had actually joined the Death Eater, had died while trying to destroy the horcrux. "I had pale-ass over here gather the rest." Harry said as he gestured to Voldemort. "But I don't think you have to worry about that, the horcruxes aren't important now."

"Sirius!" Dumbledore said suddenly.

"What about him?" Harry frowned.

"He wouldn't want this for you Harry! Nor would your parents or Nymphadora or Miss Delacour!" Dumbledore said, hoping that the memories of his loved ones would stop Harry from continuing on this dark path.

"Alright first of all," Harry-Apophis punched Dumbledore in the nose, causing it to bleed, the blood poured down into his mouth and on his beard. "do not call her Nymphadora."

"She doesn't like that." Harry added. "Let's address my parents first, they're dead, I don't know what they want. Perhaps they'll be disappointed or maybe they'll understand, either way that's between me and them when I go on to the 'next great adventure'. As for Sirius, do you think he doesn't know?" Harry said with a smile. "Do you think Tonks and Fleur don't know?"

"They know?!" The word to describe the level of disbelief that Dumbledore possessed hadn't yet been invented.

"I was a bit worried about telling them," Harry admitted. "but I cared enough about them to not want to hide it from them. I told Sirius first, he was hard to convince at first but I was able to do so. The realization of what you had done, what I suffered, and what you planned to do was enough to convince him. Tonks and Fleur were different, I had told them that there was something I wanted to tell them but I could only tell them if they would swear an unbreakable vow to keep quiet about it for a week.

I gave them that week to think about everything, then at the end of the week I went up to both of them, ready for as many possibilities as I could think of. But the two agreed, they wanted to help me, personally I prefer to keep their involvement to a minimum. They didn't like it but they understood, especially once I pointed out that everything is already in place and nearly done."

"But why?! Why would they help you on this mad path of destruction?!" Dumbledore demanded.

"Is it destruction? Perhaps, perhaps we'll burn or perhaps we'll all be reborn from the ashes, like a phoenix." Harry-Apophis replied.

"Fleur's reasons are simple enough," Harry said. "this country views her as a sex toy and she wants to help me, say what you want but she's a loyal woman. Tonks's reasons are obvious when you think about it," Harry continued. "she is an excellent witch and hard working auror, yet as far as the wizarding world cares she is a useless little slut who would be served better on her back. Plus that's not to mention what her father and poor mother, a brilliant witch in her own right, had to go through because she fell in love with a muggleborn.

But Sirius, Fleur and Tonks were really brought on board when they learnt about you. Everything you did from my first year onwards was to test me, deny it if you want but it's true. The fact that you didn't even try to teach me anything useful this year was further proof, along with the fact that you didn't use all of your influence to get Sirius a trial, tell me Dumbledore, was it because you were so scared of upsetting Fudge or merely because you didn't want me to have an option outside of the Dursley's?" Harry asked, he waited several moments for a response but Dumbledore didn't respond. "Doesn't matter if you don't answer, all the things I suffered under your watch plus your plan to kill me, you wanted me to die to stop Voldemort, didn't you?"

"It was the only way to stop Voldemort," Dumbledore said quietly. "once the horcruxes were destroyed, you would be the only one left. I had originally hoped you would be willing to sacrifice yourself for the greater good," Dumbledore said in a bitter voice. "but for some reason I doubt that will happen." He added after a heavy breath.

"Probably not." Harry agreed in a dry voice.

"But...I don't understand...Fawkes...he should have told me if you had fallen down such a dark path!" Dumbledore cried with disbelief.

"Ah yes, because all phoenix's are 'light' creatures." Harry snorted in amusement. "Tell me Dumbledore, if that was true then do you really think that Fawkes would stay with the guy who was fine with an innocent man suffering if it meant that he could control and manipulate a child by placing him in a home with abusive relatives?" Dumbledore flinched as if he was physically stuck. "But there is another reason, did you know that Helga Hufflepuff had a phoenix?" Harry asked, judging by the look on Dumbledore's face he didn't know that. "In a book that she had written, she mentioned how a phoenix would favour the side that magic needed. My theory is that people associate phoenix's with goodness because the majority of the time the world needed the 'light side'. Fawkes chose you because you were needed, against Grindelwald and against Voldemort. But when you didn't do what was necessary against Voldemort then Fawkes's bond with you started getting weaker."

"I think I can guess who he will bond to next." Harry-Apophis said as he gestured to regular Harry. "After Hedwig, Dobby and Selena, we've gotten good at telling when something wants to bond with us. Can you imagine it?"

"Oh yeah," Harry grinned. "the whole world will think that Harry Potter is the great champion of the light because he has a phoenix."

"Perhaps Fawkes was merely staying with Dumbledore until he died, then he would bond with you." Voldemort guessed.

"Perhaps," Harry nodded at that. "it's not impossible for him to be attached after so many years."

"And isn't it interesting how we will end up with not just a basilisk, but also a phoenix?" Harry-Apophis commented. "The ultimate symbols of light and darkness."

"Exactly," Harry said, looking at Dumbledore. "that's the difference between the three of us."

"Ahem." Harry-Apophis coughed.

"That's the difference between the four of us," Harry corrected. "you and Voldemort are so far on the opposite ends of the scale, me and him...we're right in the middle. You believe in saving all life, he wants to kill it all and I want to save the savable. Once I'm through with you and Tom, I'm going to change this world for the better. I'm going to make it a world where me and my family can happily live in peace. A world where I don't have to worry about me, or Sirius or Fleur and Tonks getting killed because of some bastard who has nothing to show other than blood."

"But the prophecy!" Dumbledore said, sounding like he was grasping at straws. "It said that you had to defeat Tom."

"Hmm...did it though?" Harry said with a thoughtful look. "What was the exact wording of it?"

"It goes like this, 'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...', and that's about it." Harry-Apophis answered. "A funny thing about prophecy's is that they don't all come true, many of them are also self fulfilling."

"That also sounds like it's open to interpretation." Harry replied. "I mean it doesn't even state which calendar to use."

"Nor does it specify who the dark lord is." Harry-Apophis added. "I mean we've all done things that would make people call us dark lords."

"And that does include you Dumbledore," Harry said. "I mean planning to kill children, leaving them in abusive environments, trick dangerous murders into trying to steal an item from schools full of children, and so on and so forth." Dumbledore really didn't like Harry's way of interpreting the prophecy, admittedly James and Lily had defied him a few times as members of the order but he was not a dark lord! He had done everything for the benefit of others, hadn't he? "That's why I'm doing this Dumbledore, you and Voldy are the two biggest players in this game, once you're both dealt with I will finally be free." Harry said as he stood up, Voldemort instantly banished the chair away for him.

"I...I will stop you, Harry!" Dumbledore said in a determined voice.

"Oh, and how are you planning to do that?" Harry smirked. "You're dying Dumbledore, you're poisoned, chained to a basin and wandless."

"You of all people should know, not to underestimate another wizard until he is dead." Dumbledore said, mentally reviewing his plan to wandlessly escape these chains. He might be able to quickly throw a wandless blasting charm and then he could hopefully escape, it would be hard with his broken hands and without the use of his legs but it could work.

"Oh Dumbledore," Harry responded with an amused laugh. "do I look like your standard monologuing villain?"

"Have fun." Harry-Apophis said to Harry before he took Selena from him and stepped off the island and into the boat along with Voldemort before pushing the boat away from the island.

"What are you doing?" Dumbledore's eyes narrowed.

"Well they couldn't stay on the island, could they? They'd affect the ritual." Harry responded in a way that sounded like Dumbledore had missed something very obvious.

"Ritual?!" Dumbledore gasped as fear made itself present on his face. There were plenty of dangerous rituals that could be done with an unwilling victim and he wanted no part in any of them.

"Yes, we had set it up while you were unconscious, it just needed some time to power up." Harry explained. "Now shut up, I'm about to start." Harry said in a calm voice but Dumbledore did not really feel like complying. With a lot of effort Dumbledore wandlessly broke the chains. He took a quick breath, and when he did so he noticed that Harry didn't seem all the bothered. Dumbledore tried to move but didn't get too far as Harry began chanting in parsletounge.

The second that Harry began chanting Dumbledore froze as unimaginable pain surged through his body, Dumbledore screamed as if the cruciatus curse had been cast on him, Dumbledore didn't know how long it lasted but it felt like an eternity. Once it was done Dumbledore found himself lying on his left side, blood pouring out of his mouth, his body convulsing as he looked up at Harry who had an almost unbelievably happy look on his face.

"Oh fuck!" Harry gasped out at the orgasmic like experience his whole body was feeling. "That's the good shit!" He laughed loudly, his laughs ringed painfully in Dumbledore's ears.

"What...what did...what did you do to me?" Dumbledore asked weakly, even talking felt ridiculously hard.

"Oh it's quite simple Dumbledore," Harry said as he kneeled down and looked at him. "I took your magic." He said, the smile not leaving his face. Dumbledore had gone ghostly pale at that, his magic?! He couldn't have lost his magic! Anything but his magic! Life in Azkaban or a lost limb would have been better than losing his magic! "Cruel, I know," Harry shrugged. "but you owe me a life time and I have a ton of enemies, even after dealing with you and Voldemort I'll will probably still have some. Plus you're not using it after tonight anyway."

"W...what?"

"Dumbledore," Harry tutted, sounding very disappointed. "how could you forget? You planned to die tonight, we can't change the plan now. It's far too late for that."

Severus Snape walked into the top room of the Astronomy tower, he found Draco unconscious on the floor. Perhaps Draco actually was willing to kill Dumbledore and Dumbledore stunned him so the boy wouldn't become a killer. Snape internally scoffed at that, the boy wanted to be a member of the death eaters, he was going to kill sooner or later. Snape also noticed that none of the other death eaters were here, that must have meant that Draco's plan to use the vanishing cabinet to bring them into Hogwarts must have failed.

Either that or they were currently elsewhere in the castle, either way it was time to do what had to be done. Snape's gaze landed on Dumbledore who was weakly standing on his legs, looking like he was about to die in a few moments, apparently he had suffered a lot while searching for whatever he had been searching. A shame he had not revealed what he was looking for but Snape thought that withholding information was probably the smartest thing that Dumbledore had ever done.

"Severus!" Dumbledore said in a relieved tone when he saw Snape. "I...is it really you?"

"Yes," Snape said in a soft voice. "you're not looking too good Dumbledore." Snape commented in a conversational voice, as if he was talking about something simple like the weather.

"Severus, I need your help!" Dumbledore said as quickly as he could, which wasn't very since he felt like death was knocking at his door. "Harry...he..."

"I don't care about that infernal brat." Snape interrupted.

"Severus!" Dumbledore said in a pleading tone. "Please listen to me."

"I would Dumbledore but the time has come for you to die."

"Severus! Change of plans," Dumbledore blurted out, believing that perhaps there was a death eater hiding somewhere and Snape was simply putting on a show for him. "stop the plan, I can't die yet, there's so much I need to stop! Harry is..."

"Your plan may have changed Dumbledore but mine has not," Snape cut him off. "I will kill you and earn the dark lord's favour."

"Severus?" Breathed Dumbledore, looking like he was begging for this to all be a dream of some sort.

"You're weak now Dumbledore, barely able to stand and about to die, I'm not about to risk my positions on a dead man."

"But Severus...I...I trusted you!" Dumbledore cried, tears dripping from his eyes.

"Even Black and Potter were smart enough to realize that was a bad idea, so if you were foolish enough to trust me one hundred percent then you will gain no sympathy from me." Snape said coldly before raising his wand.

"Wait Severus! Harry is..."

"Avada Kedavra." Snape said softly, a green light shot from his wand and struck Dumbledore in the chest, he fell back, his lifeless body fell out of the tower. Snape sniffed and was about to leave when suddenly he felt his limbs snap together as he fell to the floor, a full body bind had been placed on him.

"Snape," A familiar voice said just as Harry came into view. "you killed Dumbledore." He said in a soft voice with an undertone of anger. "You're going to pay for that." Harry said before he raised his foot and stomped on Snape's face.

A.N: Hi guys, wow...that took longer to make than I expected. Also I'm sorry for not immediately coming out with a new chapter or anything but the day after the release after the last chapter was my birthday so you know and after that the chapter just took longer to make than I would have thought. I was thinking of just dividing it into two chapters but decided to just put it all in one.

I know that some people will like the chapter less than others but fair enough, I admittedly had to do some last minute changes because I changed my mind about certain things at the last minute, I was going to have Apophis just be a really advance golem or something like that but at the last minute I changed and went with the time travel theory that everyone seems fond of. I might end up hating myself for that later but it's done now.

I know someone's going to point out how ridiculous it could be for Harry to find a time turner, I want to counter by saying Harry Potter in general is ridiculous, Harry states so in this chapter. I still have not got over giving a thirteen year old a time turner just so she could attend lessons, I mean it's the power of goddamn time in the hands of a muggleborn who wants to attend muggle studies and another subject which she would freely admit was useless! The power of time!

If people don't like this chapter then I apologies and hope that you still enjoyed other parts of the story. In my other stories I have done reveals and stuff like that but nothing really like this, I do hope people like it but if they don't then I won't be offended...unless those who dislike it are being unnecessarily offensive because there is really no need for that when reading something that's free and optional.

I know that not all of the questions have been answered but they'll be answered soon since there will only be about one or two chapters left. Also I just want to thank wolfsrun who, intentionally or not, gave me the idea to have Harry actually distract Dumbledore by info dumping in order to set up a ritual. That wasn't part of my original plan, I was going to have Harry explain a little bit then kill Dumbledore and reveal the rest later on but I wanted to try this way instead.

Maybe it works, maybe it hasn't? That's up to you guys to answer, if it works then great, if not then it's a learning experience.

So if you guys don't mind, what I'm going to do is thank you all for reading and inform you that you are all free to leave reviews. Then I'm going to upload this and then go to sleep. So thanks and good night.