AN: This story has been going around my head for so long I had to get it written. Very dark and involves the bashing of most of the characters. Pre warning torture and blood and gore are going to play a major part of this story. You have been warned. Thanks to my BETA READER Christina-Potter-09 for pointing out how terrible my grammar can be!

Enjoy!

Chapter 1.

It had all worked so perfectly. Just as they had planned. No one suspected a thing to them, they were the heroes of the wizarding world. To everyone else. they were the saviours of the wizarding world. Oh how naive everyone was

Voldemort's body fell as his own spell backfired on himself. There was a moment of silence before the cheers erupted. Harry was bombarded by hugs and praise. In truth all he wanted to do was find the one important person in his life. He found her being hugged by the red headed prat. How dare he disgrace her presence by touching her? Still Harry couldn't complain too much. After all Ron had played a very important role in their plan. Without him they wouldn't have been recognised as what they are. The golden trio.

Hermione saw Harry wink at her before slipping quietly out of the door. She smiled to herself and then spoke to Ron.

"Ron, go to your family they need more than I do right now."Ron nodded and walked over to his grieving family. Hermione quickly exited the hall without being seen in search of Harry. She walked into the second floor girl's bathroom before being pushed up against the wall. Her hands being pushed above her head against the wall. Hermione wrapped her legs round Harry in response.

"We did it, baby" Harry hissed as an evil grin appeared on Hermione's face.

"Now we can begin" She replied with just as much hatred in her own voice.

Harry then forcefully shoved his tongue into Hermione's mouth ravaging her entire being. Hermione responded with just as much desire and passion. With a soft hiss the chamber of secrets opened for the two of them. Once there they picked up where they left off. Hermione with a wave of her hand vanished her and Harry's clothes.

"I want to play a game" She said as she sucked on his neck.

"What game do you wanna play baby?" He asked.

"Torture..." Hermione growled. Harry grinned.

"Oh trust me, my love we shall play but for now, you and I have some fucking to do" Harry said as he massaged Hermione's breasts, coaxing a squeal of delight from Hermione's lips.

Forty five minutes later, Harry and Hermione reappeared in the great hall, the celebrations were still ongoing. Everyone was thrilled that the 'boy who lived' saved the world. Ron saw the two of them enter and ran up to them.

"Hermione, where did you disappear to?" Ron questioned. Hermione gave her innocent smile.

"I saw Harry heading up to the head's office and I decided to go with him you know for support and everything." Hermione said ever so sweetly. Ron seemed to buy it.

"Fair enough, what did you go up to the head's office for?" Ron asked Harry.

"Nothing important, mate just wanted to let Dumbledore know we completed the mission." Harry said as he slapped Ron on the back. Harry gave a quick wink to Hermione before wandering over to Kingsley.

"Were there any more casualties?" He asked as Kingsley shook his hand.

"Not that we know of so far. Listen, Harry I know that this has been a tremendous ordeal for you, Ron and Hermione but I was wondering if you would be willing to make a small speech to the everyone here. You know try and boost the moral for those that people have lost, you would be doing the school and everyone in it a great service." Kingsley replied.

Harry pretended to look touched by the sentiment, but in truth he wasn't this was part of his plan. "If you think it would help Kingsley then I would be more than happy too." Harry replied solemnly. Kingsley smiled and then cast the sonorous charm.

"Ladies and Gentlemen Harry Potter shall be giving a speech, would all please gather and be gracious enough to give him the respect he so clearly deserves." He said with his enchanted voice.

'Ready?' Harry mentally asked.

'You better believe it' Came the reply from Hermione. Harry smiled inwardly. This was going to be fun.

A few minutes later and some quick spell work most of the debris was cleared from the great hall. The dead bodies were moved into empty classrooms turned morgues and a podium had been erected for Harry to stand on to make his statement. He approached the podium and muttered to himself.

"Showtime." He had noticed that Hermione had moved next to the podium, ready and waiting.

When Harry got up onto the podium, a massive wave of applause generated and he had to wait for a minute or so for the applause to die down. Casting the sonorous charm on himself he began to speak.

"It feels so gratifying to know that the man who killed my mother and father has finally been stopped. Voldemort extremists ideals stop here and now today and we can start the path to a new future. You know it's actually kind of anticlimactic in a sense. Voldemort believed that anyone who was not a pureblood was not worthy enough to be allowed to practise magic. It's anticlimactic because Voldemort himself was not a pureblood his real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. His name when re-arranged spells the phrase 'I am Lord Voldemort'. Tom Riddle was without any sense of doubt insane. He tried to gain immortality through magic that should never have existed. But now at last that magic has been forever destroyed. It's funny when you think about it, Voldemort wanted to live forever. Why do you think he wanted to do that? He had no one to share his life with. His life's purpose was to command. An admirable trait but his ideals were twisted and so he could not truly command something which he was not truly a part of. His master plan and he couldn't truly ever be a part of it."

Everyone was looking around in confusion. What was Harry going on about? Hermione smirked.

"Here's the thing about plan's though, you can plan everything down to the tiniest detail but one little mistake or miscalculation and everything goes wrong. All it takes is one person or one change in circumstance and then you realise that the great plan will ultimately fail. So now we come to an impasse what does this great plan have in store for us all next? That's easy. If you are able to be 2 steps ahead of the great plan then you get to decide its outcome and its future."

Murmurs were going round as everyone listened to Harry's speech.

"What if Voldemort had changed one of the circumstances of his plan in order to achieve immortality? What if he changed the ritual? Instead of trying to split his soul into pieces what if he offered it a darker power in return for immortality and power. It's not unheard of when you sell your soul to the devil. Of course if you're clever about it you can get more. Say for example you were to offer your soul to the devil in return for the chance to be treated as an equal with such power? What if you overheard a conversation which you shouldn't have and it led you on a path to becoming so much more than what you ever thought you could be, say you found your mate? Destined to be in love for all of time but shunned by the rest of the world. What if then you embraced your choices and offered the same powers to the one who you love so you can be together always?"

Everyone in the hall was standing in fear as Harry's eyes began to burn with fire. Ron had faced many fears in his life but he was facing two of the biggest right now. Harry was turning away from the light side but more importantly, 'was he talking about Hermione?' he asked himself inwardly.

"Do you see now if you can think ahead of the plan then you in fact control the plan? Here's the truth. I control the plan. I control your future. Well I say I and of course I mean me and my lover. I believe the pureblood supremacists call her mudblood. Those who simply judge her call her bookworm. Those obsessed with looks used to call her buck tooth. I call her Hermione. Or as she is known to the mythological world Persephone. Except my Persephone embraced the darkness. She embraced my powers and now she is my equal." Everyone took a step back as they watched Hermione pull Harry off the podium and stick her tongue in his mouth. They then dropped their glamour charms to reveal the truth. Ron saw his entire world collapse around him as Hermione passionately kissed Harry.

Harry stood six foot six he was built out and was covered in tattoos. His hair now was burning black fire. He hands had shifted into talons. He also had the wings of a bat, they spread outwards and also seemed to burn black fire. His eyes were now filled with nothing but blackness as he snapped his now razor sharp teeth to the crowd. He wore leather trousers which were fitted tightly.

Hermione had also gained a few extra inches and now stood at five foot ten. Her hair had been replaced with snakes which seemed to move almost replicating medusa. Her eyes also were filled with nothing but blackness her lips were coated in a lipstick almost as black as her eyes. She also now sprouted wings that were slightly smaller than Harry's. He body was covered in tattoos and she wore the same leather trousers as Harry in addition she also wore a halter top.

"Welcome to hell" She hissed before they both disappeared in a ball of black flames.

Harry and Hermione reappeared in their new chambers. Hidden deep underneath the planet.

Reverting back to a semi human form they embrace each other.

"I think I'm going to enjoy killing all of them" Harry said as Hermione jumped onto him wrapping her legs around him.

"Just remember, you promised me a game of torture and I'm going to get my game!" She pouted before kissing Harry senseless.

"Of course, I can't say no to you now can I? And who may I ask is going to play torture with you?" Harry asked after they pulled apart. Hermione grinned evilly.

"Puppy of course" She replied.

To think all of this could have been gone completely different, had Harry not left the common room that night three years ago.

Three years ago

Professor Dumbledore walked out of the dormitory leaving Harry to contemplate what had just been said to him. Dumbledore explained the connection between his and Voldemort's wands. 'Great which means that now I have to find some other way of surviving!' Harry needed to get out. He decided to leave the packing till later. He walked downstairs where he saw Hermione sitting by the fire.

"You ok?" She asked knowing full well he wasn't.

"Not really, I'm going to go take a walk? Fancy joining me?" He asked hoping she would. Loneliness was not something he wanted to face right now. Hermione nodded and followed him out of the common room. They found themselves walking through the corridors talking.

"So yours and Voldemort's wands are connected somehow?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded.

"The phoenix who gave the feather to this wand gave another feather. Just one other" Harry said quoting Olivander.

"How can they expect you to survive if you can't even duel Voldemort properly?" Hermione asked. It was complete madness to expect Harry to survive this.

"I don't know, but that's not all. I keep thinking. It feels like I'm being kept out of the loop. You know, it's my life and everything but I'm not allowed to be a part of it. I have to be kept out of the way. I just wish I had some way of knowing what their keeping from me." Harry said as he sat down against the wall.

With that Harry and Hermione noticed that a door seemed to be forming in front of them. Hermione got excited.

"Harry! You found the room of requirement!" she squealed in delight.

"What's the room of requirement?" he asked as he stood up.

"It's also known as the come and go room. It appears when a student is in a real need for it. Like if you need a way to escape someone the room would create a passageway for you to escape." She explained.

"Oh I get it... wait I asked for a way to know what they are keeping from me, is that what the room of requirement has given me?" He asked anxiously.

"Only one way to find out." She said motioning towards the door. Harry took a deep breath and moved towards the door placing one hand on the handle he turned to Hermione.

"Will you come with me?" He asked.

"Of course," She replied smiling.

The two of them entered and found that the room had provided a couch and a punching bag. Both Harry and Hermione both thought this weird.

"What is that?" Hermione asked pointing towards the strange looking marble tablet. Harry recognised it immediately.

"It's a pensive, it allows you to replay a memory that you have already lived once before or to view other people's memories. Professor Dumbledore has one in his office. How did you not know what it was?" Harry asked confused as to why Hermione didn't know what it was.

"For starters, they are incredibly rare. The sheer fact that Dumbledore even has one is a feat all by itself. I've only ever read about them. Never seen one or even a picture of one before." Hermione explained as Harry moved towards the pensive.

"I don't get it why would the room give us a pensive if we don't have a memory to play?" Harry asked scratching his head.

"Maybe there is already a memory in it and we just have to watch it?" Hermione theorized. Harry shrugged his shoulders. Together he and Hermione put their faces into the pensive and were drawn into the memory.

"The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches, and the dark lord shall mark him as his equal but he shall have power that the dark lord knows not. Born to those who have thrice defeated him. The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord shall be born as the seventh month dies. For neither can live whilst the other survives"

Snape and Dumbledore stood in the headmaster's office. "You believe that this prophecy pertains to the Potter's child?" Snape asked.

"Indeed, Severus that is why I asked you to befriend Lily; had you not insulted her we could have helped protects this child. Lily and James have been killed. Harry has been placed with his relatives." Dumbledore explained. Snape walked over to Dumbledore's side.

"What will happen to the boy?" Snape asked. Dumbledore took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"The boy is destined to destroy the dark lord; we know that Voldemort has created horcruxes. It is my suspicion that Harry himself is a Horcrux. For that, Harry must die and by Voldemort's hand. Only then will Voldemort be weak enough for me to finish him off for good." Dumbledore said putting his glasses back on.

"Where has he been placed?" Snape asked.

"With Lily's sister. He must not be told any of this until the proper moment."

Harry forcefully pulled himself out of the memory. Hermione shortly after. Hermione found Harry sitting in the corner arms wrapped around his legs crying. She immediately went to his side.

"Harry..." She started before Harry cut her off.

"I looked up to him. I defended him and all this time he has been raising me like a pig to the slaughter!" Harry yelled. Hermione wrapped her arms round the back of him.

"But now you know what he is doing, Harry you can stop it." She replied. Harry scoffed.

"How can I do that, Hermione? How can I even begin to do that? It's not enough that Voldemort is back and out for my life but now I'm being told that I have no choice but let him kill me!" Harry said throwing his hands up in the air.

"Harry, you will stop him, and do you know why? Because you're not doing this by yourself. We're going to do this together and we will stop them all." She said as she pulled him to his feet. She walked him over to the punching bag.

"Hit it." She said simply. Harry paused.

"Hit it; take out your frustrations on it. Don't let your emotions get the best of you, Harry release them and vent." She commanded.

Harry punched it, then he did it again and again, he punched it with all of his might.

He punched it so much he broke it off the hinges and it flew a few feet before falling to the floor.

"Feel better?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded. Unbeknown (?) to either of them, he had awoken a dark force which was going to help Harry and Hermione.

Help them achieve greatness. All he needed was to make contact, and he had just the creature to do it.

It was later that night and Harry and Hermione found themselves sitting in the common room well past midnight. They had finished their packing long ago and they were calmly talking. It was then that they heard a strange noise. They noticed that the fire in its dying embers seemed to be calling out to them. Harry had seen this before and called out.

"Sirius?" But there was no reply. It was then that they heard an electrical buzzing come from the fire. Again both thought this strange as the school couldn't contact electricity. They heard a soft whisper.

"Harry...Hermione..." Both looked around and saw no one.

"Who's there?" Harry asked cautiously.

Before they received a reply both were thrown together by a wave of energy and from a quick glimpse saw Fawkes flame in and transport the two Gryffindor's from the common room and out of the castle.