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Weapon	By : uqui Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 105432 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 26
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Note for this chapter: Assumptions are the mother of all screw ups.
>blah< - parcelmouth

::blah:: - conversation in someone’s mind
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Weapon (Possession Chpt LXI)

Chapter X - Play the Game

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Xeoaph flexed his fingers, admiring the ripple of sinew and muscle
and the way the knuckle bones pressed on his skin, close to the surface when he
made a fist, his forearm muscles tense. He was almost healed, the exhaustion he
should never have felt from loaning Lucius his power,
was gone. He was ready to go speak with the Wizards, to force them to see the
truth about this Dark Lord and to offer them an alliance never before heard of.
His children had healed as well. While it would take time for them to accept
the losses they were ready to extract revenge. It would also take time to
replace the fallen but that was something they all understood. While the
physical process to become a vampire was easy, it was not as random as some Muggle movies and most Wizards believed. Each potential
candidate was screened and assessed, their worth determined before they were
either accepted or eaten. When you lived eternally, you could not afford to
have those who were unsuitable within your ranks.
His blue eyes narrowed. There was a disturbance at the entrance... He
listened again.
It wasn't hostile. His children weren't attacking... No... they were... awed?
Blue eyes snapped open as Xeoaph brushed up against the presence entering
his domain.
"Master," he'd whispered the word before was aware he had spoken,
jumping to the ground to abase himself before the one who had made him.
The elder waved the gesture of respect away with a flick of her slim hand.
Her two flanking guards watched him with calculating eyes. He didn't expect
anything else and rather forcefully reminded himself to keep his movements
steady in their presence. These two had been his Masters Guards for as long as
he could remember and there was a reason they were still there. Nothing got
passed them, nothing. "Master, why are you here?" He didn't look up.
"I read my childe. And I always know when one of my children is in to
deep, or in this case, when the humans are playing with things better left
alone. The shadows are moving."
"The shadows have moved before," Xeoaph said softly, concerned
about the slight note of worry he could hear in his Master's voice. He knew
without looking that she was examining everything, almost as if searching for
something.
"They have, but they have not been this confident for over one thousand
years. They are everywhere, my childe, even here!" Slim fingers
flicked through ancient symbols, long forgotten and a sphere of energy
coalesced at her call before it was thrown into a corner.
There was a scream and the vampire winced at the noise, noting that only his
Master seemed unaffected. Around the energy sphere motes of darkness scattered,
almost like rats running everywhere. They reformed into a shadow on the stone
before it rose slightly, two points of absolute darkness forming the eyes that
locked gazes with his Master.
The shadow and the ancient vampire stared at each other for a few moments,
another sphere of energy gathering between the vampires fingers before the
shadow hissed, "To you."
With that it vanished and Xeoaph felt more than saw his Master relax and
became aware of exactly how tense her guards were.
They were slightly more relaxed now that the shadow had departed but he
could see the strain in their eyes. And if something was straining them...
"There have been attacks?" He asked quietly.
"I told you, they have not been this confident for centuries."
Xeoaph nodded, looking down as he considered this information.
"There has been no condemnation of your decision to help Malfoy. Most just think you were playing."
Xeoaph's eyes blazed in sudden anger. "Do
they not realise how dangerous this one is?" He growled.
"Not yet," his Master responded. "But then on the other hand,
humans are such an apathetic topic for us, it's not surprising. I gather
though, my childe, you had a specific reason for wanting to see this Dark Lord
destroyed?"
Xeoaph shivered. He was sure his Master already knew everything and even if
she didn't she could have known in an instant by forcing him to reveal what he
knew but she was asking. There was something he didn't know. He struggled for a
moment before sighing softly. There was no way to tread easily around his
Master. No matter what she knew, she would tell him only if she thought it
necessary and even if she didn't force him to talk,
she wouldn't let him rest until she knew.
"I... he... this Serpent Lord is the Dark Lord."
"The Dark Lord?"
"The one who controls the darkness, the
shadows."
"Impossible!"
"I thought so myself, Master until I saw the Shadows obey him."
"They obeyed him?"
"He flicked the power at me and it burned."
"That's not possible."
"It burned. It felt like I was dying again."
"The Dark Lord Voldemort is too corrupted to hold power over the
shadows!"
"It burned."
His Master fell silent, flexing her fingers in an imitation of the gesture
he had made earlier. "My childe," she said finally. "While I do
not doubt that happened, it is impossible for this Dark Lord to hold that
power. Caliph examined him, many years ago, and Riddle was already too corrupted
then and it is not possible to purify yourself to that extent."
Xeoaph nodded but was not quite ready to concede the point. "I do not
doubt Caliph, Master but could an alliance between him and the shadows be possible. Because there was more than
that one instant."
"An alliance between him and the shadows is not possible, but an
alliance been him and the Shadow master is possible," his Master said
carefully. "That would also explain why they are so confident. Although...
light does not treat well with dark... I would be interested in meeting such a
Shadow Lord who could deal with the Dark Lord Voldemort."
"Then that is what has happened," Xeoaph concluded, "although
there must be more to their alliance that we have guessed at."
"Oh?"
Xeoaph opened his mind to his Master, allowing her to see his memories as he
began his explanation. "I mean because of this," the vampire said as
he recalled the end of the battle in the Atrium. He recalled with particular
clarity the Dark Lord's words as he died, 'Vengeance will be mine,' and the
rippling shock that had been present when Lucius'
sword was stopped by another. But Xeoaph focused not on the Dark Lord and the
small mage warrior who had taken his body but on the taller wizard who had
appeared in the shards of the broken warding, the wizard who had wielded the
shadows to destroy his children with a facility no wizard should even possess.
"I know this man is only a servant of the Shadow Lord," Xeoaph
began as he sensed his Master's anger at the destruction. After all, his
children were her children. "But to use the shadows so easily he has to be
a ranking servant and if the Shadow Lord is prepared to show himself so openly,
and is prepared to resurrect the Serpent Lord then their alliance is quite...
encompassing."
"Or it is not an alliance at all," his Master said with narrowed
eyes and a note of speculation in her voice. "If we are dealing with a
Shadow Lord who is not afraid of his power, as the last one was, that would
explain the shadows' arrogance, and it would be possible that the Serpent Lord
is nothing more than the Shadow Lord's puppet which would explain why those two
servants arrived late. He may not have been expecting Malfoy's
interference... Although," the ancient vampire grinned tightly, her eyes
glittering in anticipation, "I truly do wish to meet this Shadow
Lord," she said with a laugh.
"Master?"
"No matter what the true situation is, my childe, I think it's obvious
that this Shadow Lord knows how to play," her voice lost the amusement as
she continued. "But they are playing our game, and the shadows are
arrogant to think that they or their Master can play our game and win!
"You will go to the Ministry," she said suddenly, eyes burning as
he turned to face him, speaking in a voice which would bear no insubordination.
"I... I think I will play this Lord's game. I will go to the Dark Lord. He
will be over joyed to see me, I'm sure. The chance to humble you through me
will be an opportunity he will not pass up."
"Why not go to the Shadow Lord?"
She smiled. "We know a lot of things, my childe. The shadows can be
quite generous with information when you speak with them although that has
changed of late but on the identity of their Master they are silent. I could
torture one of them for eternity and they still would not speak on that. Their
Master is the one thing they guard above all others, the one thing even they
are afraid of losing. Their Master is their only weakness for without their
Masters guidance and will they are nothing more than
insubstantial shadows. But I will find them through the Serpent Lord, when they
are sure of their power, they will reveal themselves to me, and then we will
strike."
"Master," Xeoaph bowed.
Xeoaph's master nodded towards him. "I will
however take Arabella with me."
"She is very new, Master."
"She is also a witch and a seduction gift from the Dark Lord. I'm sure someone
will appreciate the irony of me giving her back. We play the game, my childe,
but we play to win."
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Harry closed his eyes as he retreated further into his mind. His body was
currently sitting in Dumbledore's office waiting for the wizard to come to
speak with him. It was probably better, safer, if he didn't know what was
happening, since he wasn't sure how sensitive Fawkes
was. The small piece of Fawkes couldn't sense him
normally, but in the actual presence of the phoenix it was best not to take any
chances. Besides, this would give him a chance to clarify a few things with the
shadows.
::I think you went a little too far,:: he began as
he felt Xaos' mental presence. The basilisk slithered
up to him before coiling around him protectively. Harry couldn't help but smile
as Xaos purred, butting his nose into his cheek
gently for attention. He raised his hands to stroke at the great basilisk's crest
as a shadow materialised in front of him.
He felt it sift through his memories and his emerald eyes narrowed
dangerously as he glared at the shadow, it sighed. ::You
could be right.::
::I need her,:: Harry hissed, ::as a cover, not as
a lover! And if this copy of me loves her then I am stuck!::
::We can prevent that from happening.::
::Why didn't you just help me create a shade,
rather than a whole copy? I could have used my animagus
form like Sirius does!::
::No, Master, you can't.::
::Why not?::
::Because Master, you aren't quite ready to become
your animagus form, and your form is... some what...
unique.::
::Unique?::
::Conspicuous too.::
::What is it?::
::No, we can't tell you yet. Only one half of you
is ready to embrace it and the other,:: the shadow
indicated towards the copy that was still waiting for Dumbledore, ::is not yet
ready.::
::I do not ever want them to be ready!::
::Master,:: the shadow began seriously. ::To keep Fawkes from knowing the
truth you are going to need her. And to be able to embrace your whole animagus form you are going to need him. He is subservient
to you though, so what he feels you do not have to feel, and we will ensure
that you do not love her. We would suggest though that for the moment you act
as if you do, Master. Her seduction will be worth it and when the time comes
the Andalusian Bind will tie her to you.::
::You're agreeing to this very easily.:: Harry said
suspiciously.
The shadow looked back at him as if to say that he should know better by
now. ::We have told you Master, when you are happy,
content, it is very easy for us to get what we want, what we need from you.
When you are upset, angry or otherwise disappointed with us, then it is difficult.::
::I could also destroy you.::
::True but we do not believe you want to.::
::If I end up loving her, I will want to.::
::We know and therefore we will ensure that
doesn't happen. However you will need to cast the Andalusian Bind on her once she is seduced.::
::The bind where she will see me only as she
imagines and obey without question? You seem sure of the need.::
::You will be sure of the need as well. Well, you
could use Xanadu but you will probably want
her to have more mind than a gibbering obedient mess.::
>Master, if you aren't sure, may I eat her?< Xaos whispered into his ear.
Harry laughed and stroked his face against the basilisk's looking into the
serpents now red eyes. >You may,< he hissed
happily, >but if they are so sure, then I will probably have to find another
for you.<
Xaos' tongue flickered. >I like the taste of
the King on you. I do not like the taste of others.<
>I do not like the taste of others,< Harry
agreed.
::As we told the Dark Lord, we will do everything
in our power to see that you can lie with him again, Master.:: the shadow said
by way of parting.
::And, as I'm sure he told you, see that you do!::
Harry snarled as he returned his attention to the office, as Dumbledore walked
into the room.
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Andalusian Bind - no meaning, just liked the sound
of it. As Harry explains it, it is a binding charm where by the one charmed
will see the person who placed the charm always as she imagines them. So Harry
could say and order her to do anything, and she would justify it to herself and
then go and do it.
Xanadu -
Imperio is one way to control people. Andalusian Bind is
another. Xanadu
is yet another but it's more restrictive that Andalusian and the subject is in bliss the entire time they are subjected to.
They obey the person who cast it because that is the only way they can get
pleasure, but because of this, they have very little mind to themselves.
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