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Journey to Somewhere	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7081 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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Beyond the Veil
A/N - Inspired by “Beyond the Veil” by Lindsey Stirling. The name Gervase means servant spear in Celtic. Also this grew by a few more chapters… Arggg. I was so sure it would be done by now.

To my reviewers. I won't abandon any story. Sometimes with my health and life, things get in the way. Thanks for sticking with me.

Harry flowed through Hogwarts. He felt remorseful that he had destroyed a piece of the castle. But as he touched the walls there was a sense of relief that flooded into him. Maybe the castle did not mind getting rid of some dead weight. Harry stepped up to the gargoyle guarding the Headmaster’s office. He touched the head and it rolled away. He led the way up until he entered the office. He found the two women still there drinking tea. Professor McGonagall got up not recognizing Harry, but she could not bring herself to even raise her wand to such as the man that was striding in. The man was imposing and magnificent, the vision of power and confidence.

Harry raised a hand with a simple, but gentle push, and sent the Gryffindor professor to sit on the couch unable to move.

When Harry reached the other woman, no mercy flowed in his veins. He reached out and grasped her neck and let the visions that had haunted him for so long flow into her. She screamed as he sent his pain into her.

“You will suffer the consequences for your actions. Your Dark Lord has been destroyed and you, his servant will rest with him in Hell tonight.” Harry’s eyes pierced through the woman’s overly large ones as she gasped under his grip. She was raised out of her chair as her body started to fill with darkness and ice.

Harry raised his other arm to cast a wall between him and everyone behind him. He watched impassively as the woman’s body expanded to accommodate so much ice and darkness. She screamed as her body was sent through so much pain and then her throat closed off with ice and no breath remained for her to draw. Harry smiled when he saw the understanding of her end dawn in her eyes. He did not close his eyes to the explosion that came next. Bright blue light burst from her as her face and body split apart. Blood and flesh scattered the room, but did not cross the barrier he had erected. His magic burned anything that came even close to touching him.

He turned then, to the stunned faces behind him. The only one he cared about stood smiling at him. There was pure love and acceptance in those dark eyes. Justice was not pretty, but still Harry needed the reassurance.

Professor McGonagall looked from the unknown man back to several death eaters and then fell upon the visage of Tom Riddle. She gasped.

Harry snapped his head back to the Professor quickly.

“You have no power to condemn him.” Harry said raising his voice, “He is mine to forgive or condemn. You can thank your beloved Headmaster for that.” Harry strode toward the woman.

The Professor reflexively put her hand to cover her throat.

“Who are you?” She squeaked out in utter fear.

“Do you not recognize me Professor?” Harry asked a sardonic smile playing at his lips.

Minerva shook her head as she stared at the beautiful and scary man in front of her.

“Earlier did you not hear the seer’s prophecy?” Harry asked.

She nodded.

“I am the creation, but the Dark Lord that Albus has been warning others about was never Voldemort.” Harry said waiting for that to sink in, when she looked more confused he walked over to her.

“Let me enlighten you.” Harry reached out to her and she found herself stretching out her arm.

Harry gripped it tightly and let the visions flow over the Professor. He saw her eyes go wide, motioned for Voldemort to bring the waste basket and he positioned it under her. When he let go she started to convulsively vomit into the bin.

“Harry?” She whispered hoarsely.

“In the flesh,” He stated with a smile. Voldemort chuckled behind them.

“Why is he here then?” She asked motioning towards Voldemort.

“Because Albus bound us, but not to kill each other, he bound our souls. Voldemort has been protecting me and guiding me since that night so long ago,” Harry said then paused and looked up towards his lover, “and loving me the way no one else in this world or any other ever did.”

Voldemort’s eyes shined then and they smiled at one another.

“What are you going to do with me?” She asked fear tinting her voice.

“Nothing but show you truth. You did not give me any lies intentionally, you did not hurt me or those I hold dear. You will be the first to know and decide where your loyalties lay. With the old man who is now gone, or with us.” Harry stated.

She regarded them warily. “What is your plan?”

Harry laughed, “Not the plan you suppose. Voldemort does not control me, and he is not what he once was. We want to merely to prevent the wrongs done to us from happening to others. Within my power, I will fulfill that goal by any means necessary. No witch, wizard or being will be hurt, abused or manipulated for a greater good or any other plan. I seek not world dominion or pain and suffering of muggles, well maybe a few, but not all. We just want a better life for all.”

“Isn’t that what Albus wanted?” Professor McGonagall asked clearly misunderstanding.

“That man wanted no one to have any power. He was waiting for his obsession to return to power and hoped his penance was enough to win back the man he had loved.” Harry explained.

She shook her head a moment, “His obssession?”

“Grindelwald. His last confession was he was keeping the place of power open for that man. I have memories if you need them.” Harry offered, “The old man was insane, there is no return for his obsession.”

He saw her stiffen her spine before talking, “No need, I had thought that was all behind him. I was evidently mistaken. I have no qualms with your plan. I offer my loyalty if you so desire.”

Harry smiled then took her arm and sealed her to him. She gasped and then looked at her arm, there was no mark, but she felt something inside snap into place.

“Gather the heads of house. Explain the truth. I will take care of the rest. The papers will shortly know that I am no longer Harry Potter, but Harry Malfoy. No one needs to know that Voldemort has returned. We will work that out. I will not be returning to school.” Harry took a deep breath before continuing, “But I need ask a favor of you, your first duty as Headmistress.”

“What is it you need?” She asked warily.

Harry looked up and held out his hand to Voldemort who moved to accept.

“Formally bond us.” Harry said with a smile.

Voldemort stared at his Harry with surprise and his heart nearly exploded at the words spoken. He could not help the smile he returned.

“If you do not wish for them to know of his return, he needs a new name.” She offered.

Harry looked at Voldemort and waited. He knew the old name held nothing but pain.

“I will assume the name Gervase, taking on Harry’s last name of Malfoy.” Voldemort stated.

She nodded and motioned for them to hold out their hands. They grasped each other’s hands and looked into one another’s eyes as she said the ritual binding. Once the magic seeped into their hands Harry sighed and kissed his newly bonded.

~TBC... Two chapters left. It's finished, but just needs tweaking.
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