Underestimated

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this new story and I hope to hear from you in a review. Although I will never hold a chapter hostage to get reviews, they are still wonderful to get, so please let me know what you think…the good and the bad. Hope you enjoy!

I don't own anything but the plot!

Summary: Its dangerous to underestimate some one, deadly if you keep doing it. Harry has learned how dark the light side can be and now Harry is pissed. Dark Harry.

Pairings: Well, that would take away some of the twists that I have planned…but I'll give you a few. Arthur/Molly, Cornelius/wife, and Bill/Fleur…I know, a shocker! Really, I don't want to say too much right now, it would really spoil a lot that I have planned. Oh, yeah, Blaise Zabini is a girl in this story.

Chapter One: Reality Is Blind

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"Tom"

"Albus"

This was the cool, but still cordial greeting that until a few short months ago, no-one could've imagined possible.

After several long moments, when no wands had appeared and no further words uttered, Cornelius Fudge, the current Minister of Magic said, "Right, good…right…well, now that we are all here, should we get started?"

The day was August 1, 1997, the day after the wizarding world's savior reached adulthood, and one month before the start of his seventh and final year at Hogwarts.

This was a day that would see the end of the current war, a war that had been raging on for over 27 years, and a day that would forever see Harry Potter changed.

After much negotiating, the three figure heads of this war had reached an agreement, and with this agreement, Albus Dumbledore, leader of the Light, felt assured that peace was within his grasp; Cornelius Fudge, leader of the Ministry and all around idiot, felt assured that his position as Minister would continue as his reign had brought about said peace; and last but not least, Tom Marvolo Riddle, leader of the Dark, felt assured that things were definitely heading in the right direction.

It started just three months after the Department of Mysteries fiasco when a much more sane and human looking Tom Riddle, a.k.a. Lord Voldemort, got in touch with Fudge by letter letting him know that he was willing to enter into talks to end the current war no-one was winning.

Cornelius Fudge immediately got in contact with Albus Dumbledore and from then on, talks began via owl posts, turning to frequent floo calls, and finally after several long and trying months, a meeting in person of all the major players to finalize and sign the 'Peace Pact' treaty.

"Gentlemen, if you would follow me to the conference room, all the other representatives for each side and our lawyers are waiting." said Dumbledore, turning from the other two to lead them away from Hogwarts entrance hall.

The three leaders walked along in relative silence to an out-of-the-way section of the school, that years before had been open for dignitaries and Ministry meetings before the current building that housed the Ministry was built.

When they were about a third of the way, Cornelius turned to Albus and asked, "Is Mr. Potter joining us for the finalizing of everything, or will you be bringing him in when it is time to sign?"

"I will have him brought in after we are done with all the loose ends and we are ready to sign." responded Dumbledore with an assured air.

At this, Tom questioned, once again, the logic of the Headmaster's decision and stated, "I believe that Mr. Potter is going to be extremely angry with you, Albus, if you continue to blind side him as you often have in the past. To not give him at least some say in the finalizing of everything is a mistake."

"So you believe that he will not agree and sign when needed without some say in this?" asked an obviously concerned Cornelius. The man had a lot riding on the outcome of today.

"Having shared a mental connection with Mr. Potter for several years now, I believe I can safely say that that is precisely what will happen. Even with him being here today, I don't believe Mr. Potter is going to be overzealous to sign." Tom said, giving Albus a knowing look.

It had been a constant and at times fiery disagreement between the leader of the Light and the leader of the Dark. Tom thought that Harry Potter should've been involved much earlier on, as it was his life that was being negotiated, while Albus thought it best to let his would be "Golden Boy" be a normal teenager just a while longer. Little did Dumbledore know that this decision would seal many a witch and wizard's fate forever.

Needless to say, Albus's will won out on this point, but Tom was more than willing to inform said man that the consequences were on his head.

"Albus, maybe Mr. Riddle has a point…maybe we should get Mr. Potter first." said Fudge, twisting his well abused bowler hat.

With a sigh, Albus responded, "Very well, but let us let one of my staff go and collect him as Gryffindor Tower is on the opposite side of the castle."

Once they arrived in the meeting room, Dumbledore asked Bill Weasley, his newest DADA professor to go collect Harry. While Bill went about his errand, the three leaders each took a seat, surrounding themselves with their own allies.

In attendance for the Dark side was Tom Riddle, Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Manuel Zabini, a double agent who was seated close enough to be considered only part of the Ministry team, Blaise Zabini, and Rudolphus Lestrange.

Representing the Ministry was Cornelius Fudge, Amelia Bones, and Ruphus Scrimegour. For the Light side was Albus Dumbledore, Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley, Bill Weasley, and Severus Snape, who was also playing double duty as he sat directly next to Draco and was silently representing the Dark side.

Lastly, for those who were supposedly representing Harry Potter, they were Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley,

Polite introductions were made, and after waiting about 10 minutes, Bill came back without Harry, an odd look on his rugged face. "Mr. Weasley, where is young Harry?" asked Dumbledore, confusion lacing each word.

"I believe that you should come and see this for yourself…" said Bill, trailing off, the odd facial expression never changing.

"What seems to be the problem? Was Mr. Potter unable to be located?" asked the head of Gryffindor House, Minerva McGonagall.

"No, I found him…it's where I found him and what he's doing that has me…well, just come see for yourselves." stated Bill.

As people began to stand in preparation for leaving the conference room, Molly Weasley looked at her eldest son's face with concern, "Bill, is he alright? Is he harmed at all?"

"No, Mum, he's very well from what I can tell. Just follow me, and all will be answered." finished Bill, turning to lead the group from the room.

When they left, the group of about 25-30 people were a bit surprised when they only went a hall away from where they had been. At this, Albus spoke up and asked, "Bill, why are we at the old auditorium?"

Without answering his employer, Bill pulled the doors open, and the sounds filtering out from within had everyone's eyebrows raised in surprise, disbelief, or delight.

Having a good idea of who was making the beautiful sounds, Tom stepped forward and entered the room, quickly followed by the rest of the assembled party.

When Tom got through the doors, meeting up with Bill and Albus who had just entered moments prior, he looked down from the balcony located to the left of the stage, and saw that the beautiful sounds were coming from none other than Harry Potter.

There, from their higher position, the group could see Harry masterfully stroking the keys of a Grand Piano to guide them in a journey of inspiring melodies not often heard.

As the assembly finished filling the balcony, still gasping at the sight below, the music suddenly stopped, then instantaneously started again, but this time, the music from the piano was nothing compared to the wondrous sounds now coming from Harry himself.

It was a hauntingly beautiful song1, one that soon saw most of the crowd with tears streaming down their faces. It spoke of pain, suffering, longing, and lost loved ones, inspiring the hearts of even the hardest of men.

While Harry played on, seemingly oblivious of the audience he had acquired, Tom quietly left the balcony and made his way down towards the stage. When there was silence once again, Tom noticed that Harry, too, had tears staining his face, the only thing marring his near perfect complexion.

After several moments of just staring at the keys, Harry looked up and turning ever so slightly till green eyes met those of red, said, "Hello, Tom."

"Hello, Harry." Tom replied back.

"I think I can guess why you and all those on the balcony behind me are here within Hogwarts, and I know it is not for my performance." said Harry, never taking his eyes off of Tom.

"Yes, I believe you do know why we are here. Although we are not gathered to listen to your music, what you performed was beyond words. I can only speak for myself alone, but I would very much enjoy hearing more at a later date." stated Riddle, giving a slight bow of the head as he finished.

"I never wanted to play for anyone but myself…it's been my own version of therapy, I suppose." responded Harry, never allowing that he would allow another performance.

At this, Tom Riddle did the one thing no one expected…he gave a small acknowledging smile and said, "Believe it or not, but I do understand…I, too, have my own form of therapy to soothe my soul. Maybe we will have the opportunity to talk more about this at a later date, Mr. Potter?"

"Maybe, Tom…if you would be so good as to show me where I'm to go, maybe that conversation can happen sooner rather than later." finished Harry, standing as he spoke.

Gone was the short, skinny kid that was once Harry Potter. Now, in his place, was a young man that stood at 6'4", about 225 pounds with not an ounce of fat on him. During his sixth year, Harry would disappear for several hours each day to begin a strict training regimen of both magical and physical fighting, weight training, and martial arts. With a lot of blood, sweat and tears, Harry excelled at both and along with a healthy dose of nutrition potions, he finally reached his true stature and gained a truly marvelous physique in the process.

Without warning, Harry and Tom turned and began making their way out of the performing hall, heading back in the direction of the conference room.

Bewildered, concerned, and down right flummoxed that two enemies could seem almost friendly; those remaining on the balcony left moments later, and soon enough the meeting began.

Clearing his throat to get everyone's attention, Albus opened the meeting, "As most of you know, Minister Fudge, Mr. Riddle and I have been in negotiations for several months now in hopes ending the war. The 'Peace Pact' as we have named it is a contract outlining the specific requests of all parties involved to ensure that peace is the outcome. At this time, I would like Mr. Tomlinson, the law wizard hired to guide all parties involved, to go over the contract as we have it now, then we can finish hashing out the little details."

Taking his cue, Mr. Tomlinson began, "Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore. Now, there were several areas that needed to be covered in order for this contract to be enacted, and many compromises and concessions made to enable us to get this far. The contract is in four parts…"

And so, for over an hour, Mr. Tomlinson droned on going over all the specifics. The highlights included that Riddle and his followers be freed and cleared of all Ministry charges against them, and would not in any way be hunted or re-arrested for past crimes or offenses at the risk of several high ranking people being stripped of their magic.

The Ministry demanded that Tom and his followers each pay a large fine for this new found freedom and that the Dark side be responsible for building a new, much needed orphanage that would accept any and all magical children. In addition, the Dark side would be required to fix/rebuild any public establishments that had been damaged during the war.

In a point that Tom would bend very little on, it was agreed that many of the forgotten magics would once again be taught at Hogwarts. The forgotten magics included, but were not limited to: Dark Magic, Blood Magic, Runic Casting, Celtic Magic, Black Magic, and any other magics that could be taught with supervision from a Master in that specific field.

These new classes added to the curriculum were titled The Advance Classes, offering Independent Study and Apprenticeship Programs to all qualified students. Dumbledore then added that this should create a new house within Hogwarts, thereby separating the general populous from those studying and practicing these potentially dangerous arts. All conceded, and the new house was now titled Phoenix House.

In a concession to Fudge and Dumbledore, Tom agreed that all those interested students be required to take an Ethics & Morality Class as a prerequisite to entering the Advance Classes and that an evaluation of each student by a Board of Review be required before admission into the advance classes. .

In order to ensure impartiality, Dumbledore and Fudge agreed that all members of the Evaluation Board would submit to Veritaserum to ensure a fair panel was assembled, thus ensuring that all students had an opportunity for advanced study if they chose.

Another concession that Fudge and Dumbledore required of Tom was that Dumbledore would remain on as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, something Tom had been trying to change.

In an odd moment of agreement, both Tom and Albus demanded that any and all laws concerning Dark Creatures/Beings be re-opened within the Wizengamot for re-legislation and if any were overturned, the Ministry would see that all witches and wizards were brought into accordance with these new laws and that the wizarding world as a whole be reeducated to ensure that the Dark Creatures/Beings were treated fairly within the guidelines of these new or redefined laws.

Finally, the last section was read, and to say that it shocked many a person within the conference room would be an understatement. This section, being the most extensive part and directly concerning Tom and Harry, left many feeling as if they'd just sold a sole to the devil, if not theirs, one of their own…namely, Harry James Potter. Peace Pact, Section 69 read as follows:

Section 69: The man named Tom Marvolo Riddle, a.k.a. Lord Voldemort, does hereby swear that he will cease all aggressions against the Ministry, the Wizarding World, and the Muggle World in exchange for the one named Harry James Potter; who will surrender his heart, mind, and soul forever, from this day forth, and belong to Tom Marvolo Riddle, a.k.a. Lord Voldemort as his consort.

Section 69, Part A: Said consort will agree to the following as outlined by Mr. Riddle:

1. Will never harm me or mine.

2. Will never be treacherous or unfaithful in the union.

3. Will agree to a heart, mind, and soul bond, assuring his acquiescence to my will.

4. Will concede to a series of fertility potions in order to bear me a son, my heir.

5. Will be the submissive in this union, conceding and upholding my word as law.

6. Will be available to satisfy my sexual needs when needed.

7. Will always be prepared/accepting to all matters sexual I deem suitable for this union.

8. Will understand that punishment can/will be severe if rules are not followed.

9. Will hand over all the Potter and Black estates to me to control as I will be his dominant/husband.

Section 69, Part A, Subsection 69.1: Punishment

Punishment will be metered out for breaking any rules and will be as follows:

1. First offence: Verbal warning or no more than 10 lashings by either cane or paddle, depending on the severity of the defiance.

2. Second offence: No more than 25 lashings by cane, paddle, or riding crop.

3. Third offense: Up to 100 lashings by a whipping instrument of my choosing.

4. Forth offense: One week in my dungeon receiving punishment(s) I deem justified.

5. Fifth offense: One month in my dungeon receiving punishment(s) I deem justified.

6. Any other offenses: Any length of time and/or punishment I deem justified; or death if the infraction is judged worthy.

Section 69, Part A, Subsection 69.2: Heirs

As stated before, my consort will bear me a male heir and no more than four children will be required from my consort if a son is born within those four offspring. If no son is born of the first four, then my consort will bear my offspring until a male heir is procured. This is without limit with the exception being health or inability to carry any further children.

Section 69, Part A, Subsection 69.3: Sexual Needs

1. Will always be prepared; cleaned out and stretched, everyday no later than 12 noon, and will remain that way till I end our day with my bidding us both to sleep.

2. Will always accept my needs as his.

3. Will never refuse any sexual advance unless a Mediwizard/witch has deemed him unfit.

4. My satisfaction/pleasure is my consort's only concern.

5. My consort's pleasure has to be earned by following my will/laws at all times.

6. My consort will never seek pleasure from anyone other than myself, including masturbation; it will be awarded as I see fit.

Addendum 10.2: Within the first six months after the signing of this contract, if for any reason, the one named Harry James Potter dies or ceases to exist in any other way, then Mr. Riddle will have the right to choose another consort from the Light side. The new consort will still be obligated to abide by this contract and submit to him fully.

Addendum 10.2, Part A: The choice of a new consort is not limited to men, but if a woman is chosen, she will be required to submit to a full health scan to ensure that she is able to carrier children.

Addendum 10.2, Part B: If the person chosen as a new consort is already married, but without children, they will break the bond they have with their significant other and will submit themselves to Mr. Riddle and will be held to the same rules as stipulated by this contract. If the person is married and is pregnant and/or has children, Mr. Riddle will be allowed to choose someone new.

As this last bit was read by Mr. Tomlinson, all eyes turned to the one person in the room who would be directly affected by the last section…namely, Harry James Potter.

For almost fifteen silent but tense minutes, Harry kept his eyes glued to an object on the opposite side of the room, his face blanked of all emotion, and seemingly digesting all the information he'd just been given.

The silence was broken when those in the room gasped at the hurt and betrayal and utter disbelief that could now be read in those expressive green eyes as he turned and faced the one man who always promised to protect him…the one man who always insisted that he thought of Harry as a grandson….the one man who championed himself a good and righteous man…the one man now willing to sell the soul of someone still so young, all in the name of peace.

"You're willing to sign this?"

"Yes, my boy, I am. It will bring the whole wizarding world peace and allow our world to prosper once more."

"I see." and with those two little words, Harry Potter broke. Now, it was nothing like you would expect from the normally hot tempered young man…there was no yelling…no temper tantrum…no anything that was outwardly shown with the exception of a slight tightening of his frame and the sudden coldness in his eyes.

It was several tense moments later when Hermione, who was sitting next to Harry, gently put her hand on his arm and asked, "Harry? Tell me what you're thinking?"

Turning to look at her, in a voice that matched the coldness he felt within, Harry said, "You want to know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking that here, in this room, is assemble some of the biggest cowards and turncoats I have ever had the displeasure to know."

Shocked by his coldness towards her, Hermione tried to be encouraging by saying, "But, Harry, this will end the war…surely you see the good side to all of this?"

"Yes, the war will end if I sign, but where is the good? Is it in the fact that you are all willing to condemn a seventeen year old to a life of slavery and torture? Is it in the fact that a few galleons of gold will make the Ministry turn their heads to the crimes committed by those on the Dark side? Is it the fact that Albus Dumbledore, the oh so GREAT and JUST leader of the light will get to keep his job?

As I see it, there are only two good things coming from this 'PEACE PACT'; the educational reforms, which could be made without signing away my life, and the re-legislation for all Dark Creatures/Beings, which again could be done without me being involved. So again, I ask what is the good side of all this?"

"Harry, my boy, do you really think Tom would give up his plans for nothing in exchange?" Dumbledore asked, trying to make Harry see reason.

"No, I don't." answered Harry then turning to look at Tom, he asked, "Did Dumbledore or Fudge even put up a protest as to your conditions concerning my role in this?"

With a slight smirk, Tom answered, "No, not really. The only thing the two said was that the punishment section seemed a little steep. Otherwise, they were silent on all the other points of contention."

Looking coldly back at Dumbledore, Harry said, "It's as I thought then. Let me ask you this, what concessions did you personally have to make to end this war considering the blame for it ever starting can be squarely placed on your shoulders?"

With this, the Light side of the room yelled out in outrage over the disrespect and blame being shot at their beloved leader. When they continued on with their chastising for several minutes, Harry finally had enough and shouted back "SHUT UP! MERLIN! You lot are worse than a group of banshees. I believe, since this is my life we are discussing, that I have every right to have my questions answered…now, answer my last question, Dumbledore."

"I understand your anger, Harry, but I must insist that you remain respectful of your elders…its Professor Dumbledore or Sir." said Albus, trying to bring control back to an escalating situation. He quickly learned that this statement was a mistake.

"I will give you respect when you earn it. As far as I can see, you haven't, so I will address you as I see fit. Now, quit stalling and answer my question." retorted Harry, looking at the old man with disgust.

"Very well. There were many concessions made by all the parties involved, including some from myself. As far as my being responsible for this war, I believe that is a bit of an overstatement. Tom had a fair role in it also, as well as the Ministry of Magic."

With a sarcastic snort, Harry responded, "Vague, as usual. Let me break the question down for you into simple yes and no answers…maybe then we will get a straight answer out of you. Will you in anyway be personally tied to Tom Riddle when and if this agreement is signed?"

"No, Harry, I will not."

"A simple yes or no is all that is required. Will Fudge be personally tied to Tom?"

Sighing at Harry's sharpness, Albus answered, "No."

"Will you or Fudge be forced to forgo all your hopes and dreams to end this war?

"No."

"No, of course not. You'll still be Headmaster; Fudge will still be Minister and you both will live and enjoy life as free citizens in our peaceful new world. Will you be subjected to the same severe punishments and down right torture listed in this contract if you, as a citizen of this new and improved society, happen to break a rule or law?"

"No."

"Will you or Fudge be forced into being pregnant and delivering Merlin only knows how many children over the course of your remaining life?"

"No."

"Will you or Fudge be forced to perform any and all sexual acts that Tom can think of for the remainder of your lives?"

"No."

"So it would seem that it is only I that will be making and giving any personal concessions for the ending of this war?"

"Yes, it would appear that way."

"I believe I have proven my point. Now someone better give me one HELL of a good reason why I would sign this damned contract, or I will be leaving and you can all go FUCK yourselves, for all I care." said Harry, the first true signs of just how angry he was starting to bleed out of his very soul.

At this, Ron spoke up, and being the idiot he was, allowed his words to be laced with a tinge of jealousy, "Harry, mate, you'll go down in history as the man who brought about peace! You'll always have money, fame, recognition…who wouldn't want that?"

Shaking his head in disbelief, Harry responded, "Where have you been the last six years, Ron? You really are an idiot. If you think money, fame, and going down in history are so important, why don't we have the lawyers take my name out, and put your name into this contract…you seem to think its such a great idea and all?"

And with this last statement, while Ron and several others in the meeting were sputtering and going on about the absurdity of such a proclamation, Harry stood and left, heading back to his piano to work out all the emotions boiling within.