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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42620 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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*Author Notes* If anything is confusing about this story ask me in a review and I will either try to make it clearer in the next chapter. If I cannot than I will explain it in the Authors Notes. Dont worry this story is about Harry, I just have alot of background I need to cover and it is easier for me this way. I orginally said around around 5 chapters of background. Well I may have lied a little bit, it is looking like thier will be at least one more maybe two. Thank you for reading :)

Disclaimer~ The Prologue has the full disclaimer. Also any readers that are lost read the Authors Note at the beginning of the Prologue; it will help make things clear.

Chapter 4

1970

Tom Riddle had a hard decision to make. He needed to distract Dumbledore from going to muggleborns to instruct them and their family about the Wizarding World and attending Hogwarts. Tom knew that as soon as Dumbledore saw Aubrey he would piece everything else together. He would then know that Lily could become the next Enrai and have his power right where he wanted it, under his thumb.

His only alternative was to create an image per say for himself, a means to distract Dumbledore and give him a reason to divert his attention to other matters within the Wizarding World. Tom already started the process, sending out Evan Rosier to start rumors that a Dark Lord was coming to take over the Wizarding World eliminating all muggleborns, purifying the Wizarding World in the process. Tom knew that the Muggle loving Dumbledore could not resist these rumors, he would have to stick his nose into what he believed could become a problem.

“My Lord all the Firsts have gathered,” whispered the voice from the doorway, as if not wanting to disturb Tom more than needed.

Tom looked up from his reports, “Thank you Evan, you are the only one that has stayed by my side through all these years….I can say you are more of a friend than….” Tom stops with a heavy heart. Looking at the Elf not much younger than himself; realizing that like himself, Evan has also suffered toil and heartache. Becoming a First, only months after the ritual was invoked; after his father died in a freak accident. Then never to find his mate, probably due to dying in the Battle of the Fallen Enrai. If this one Elf, the one he could call friend, stood through everything he had been through; then so could Tom.

Tom entered the chambers with the Firsts, for just a moment wishing he could go back to being seventeen again, back to a time before he was he found out the deception of a power hungry wizard. When all he had to worry about was going home from being a spy, finding his mate and settling down to a life of leisure. But that didn’t happen; thought Tom bitterly, and now he had to become an Elf, that he didn’t feel was right. The problem with wishes, is they do not move you forward towards the future, they would leave an Elf stagnate unable to move.

“I have decided we will go forward with the plans, I will become the Dark Lord. The Wizarding World will know and fear me as…Lord Voldemort.” Having said that, Tom felt his future snap into place, and prayed that he made the correct choice. “From this moment onward refer to me only as the Dark Lord.”

Tom looked over the room watching his Firsts mummer to themselves and each other, the mantle of leadership never felt heavier as it did at that moment. “In order for this plan to work we need to bring in the pure-blood wizards that are inclined to the faux agenda. The families of Parkinson, Zambini, Crabbe, Goyle, and Bulstrode have all shown an inclination to the rumors being spread.”

Tom turned to Abraxus Malfoy and stared into his cold steel eyes; “What about the Weasley’s will they also take up arms to rid their world of the muggleborns?”

“No Dark Lord, those upstarts will not, they believe too firmly in every word that Dumbledore says.” The Elf an exact copy of his father, from the steel eyes, platinum hair, and cold calculating voice; and from the looks of things Lucius would be the same as well.

“Well we can’t have every pureblood on our side, but we have the majority, it will have to do. I will no longer refer to you as the First Warriors you will now become my Inner Circle. Any wizard that joins this faux organization will always come second.” Tom noticed all the sneers and disgusted looks coming from his Inner Circle. These Elves had learned to work around or use wizards, but they have never had to work with wizards.

“I know the thought of having to work with wizards to some…If not all of you is a fate worse than death.” A few dark chuckles could be heard around the room. “But in this time, sometimes we have to work with evil in order to bring down an even greater evil. We will do what we must to secure the Realm, and restore it for our future Enrai.”

Tom could now see that all the faces that held disgust now became serious. “Bring all the interested families tomorrow night…say around midnight…if they want a Dark Lord; let’s give them what they desire.”

Everyone laughed with Tom; maybe it won’t be so bad to become a Dark Lord. Actually he could see some possibilities with this new development.

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The following night as midnight approached found Tom staring at his inner circle. They had all wore white masks and black robes with their left sleeves pulled past their forearms proclaiming they are the chosen ones, the inner circle. Tom decided that he would not hide behind a mask; he wanted all the gullible followers to see his blood red eyes, and know fear.

The Inner Circle surrounded Tom, their Dark Lord; as they made their way to the initiation chamber. Once they all entered the inner circle stepped back behind the Dark Lord; as Tom slowly raised his head and lowered the hood on his cloak, he caught each Wizards eye. A malicious glee overcame Tom as he watched each wizard or witch flinch and lower their heads, not even able to meet his eyes. Yes thought Tom this could become fun.

“I hope everyone here is ready to commit their lives and the lives of their children to a cause of dire importance. Our world is becoming overrun with filth…” Tom paused letting his last words captivate the audience. “In order to cleanse our world we need to dispose of the filth. The mudbloods do not have a place within our world. They contaminate our very way of life, bringing in their filthy ideas, and subjecting our children to their lies…”

Sneering at the audience; Tom let the audience feel the disgust he wanted them to feel, bring them down; then give them hope. It was the best way to get the Wizards to do what he wanted them to.

“In order for this dream to come true, a world free of mudbloods I need your full devotion. Every last one of you will swear your last breath to me. Encompassing every family member now and the future family members you have yet to conceive; will be under my complete control. The wizards and witches that are behind me are my Inner Circle, my trusted advisors and have been with me from the beginning. You all may hope to aspire to their prestige but don’t count on it. Whoever would like to join the ranks as a Death Eater step forward to receive your mark?”

Abraxus Malfoy stepped forward to Tom’s right. With the approach or a short Wizard with short hair and small eyes, Abraxus whispers the Wizards name. Grateful that with the help of Abraxus, he would appear more powerful to the creatures scurrying below him.

“Damek Parkinson,” Tom’s voice boomed throughout the initiation chambers; proclaiming who the wizard was to everyone in the room, making the insignificant man nearly jump out of his skin. “Do you swear to become one of my trusted Death Eaters? To follow any and all orders without question, and bequeath all property, money, and family members as I have need of them. To being marked as my sole property for me to control the very air you breathe?”

The eyes of the wizard Parkinson grew wide with every demand Tom requested from the future Death Eaters. Tom knew, if it wasn’t for his desire to rid the Wizarding World of all the filthy mudbloods, the wizard before him, would not even have considered these demands. But Damek’s desire was greater than his common sense, whispering his response. “I swear on my very magic in accepting the mark of the Death Eaters and all it entails.”

Before Damek could recant his sworn oath, Tom grabs his left arm, and presses his wand deeply into the flesh of his forearm. Looking intent Tom cries the word “Morsmordre.” With the spell casted and the oath given and accepted Damek’s arm began to smoke and his pain filled scream filled the chamber. Smirking to himself, Tom never said anything about the pain this spell would cause.

The spells effect was instant; the tattoo appearing quickly; but the pain would linger for several hours to come. The Dark mark was similar to the tattoos of the First’s Warriors but whereas the First’s have a dagger embedded in the skull and the snakes wrapped around the dagger. The Death Eaters Mark had no dagger and the snakes poured from the open mouths of the skull. The other difference is the First’s tattoo connects them and makes it easier for the Lord to summon them. The Death Eater mark meant they where owned in all sense of the word by Tom.

Each family came forward and sworn the oaths that were demanded, each receiving the Death Eaters mark. As the last wizard walked away Tom’s voice rang throughout the room.

“There will be weekly meetings to discuss what needs to be done to rid our world of its disease. In the next meeting I expect you to be properly attired and you have examples to emulate behind me. I require your presence but have no wish to ever see your faces again. Disobey these orders, and suffer the consequences.” Tom laughed as his voice carried throughout the hall sending a shiver through all the Death Eater ranks; whereas the inner circle chuckled. “You are dismissed.”

The Death Eaters turned to walk from the room, when a cold voice carried across the chamber, “Stop.” Ordered one of the Inner Circle. Even though Tom couldn’t see his face he could hear the degrading sneer through the following words, knowing it was Abraxus Malfoy. “What is this? Is this how we treat our Dark Lord? You all just swore oaths too him…And you cannot even offer a little bow to show how grateful you are?”

The Death Eaters quickly reformed their ranks to bow to the Dark Lord. “No I believe it is too late for such mild forms of forgiveness. Now you must prostrate yourself on the floor; crawl on your hands and knees to kiss the hem of the Dark Lords robe.” The newly requited Death Eaters fearfully looked at each other, the same voice hollered behind them “Now!!!”

Abraxus was having fun, from what Tom could tell, by the way he gracefully walked down the stairs, swaying much like a snake would. Whoever thought scaring the shit out of these disgusting creatures could be so much fun. When the Death Eaters still did not move fast enough to Abraxus frame of mind, he kicked Damek Parkinson onto the ground. He may have miss judged his strength, kicking a little too hard. Damek flew right into the unforgiving concrete, his nose making the squishy snap of a breaking, where everyone could hear. The rest of the Death Eaters got the message and they all started to quickly crawl crowding each other as they showed proper homage to their Dark Lord.

“Damek make sure you don’t get blood on our Dark Lord.” Sneered Abraxus. He truly was having too much fun with this. After watching all the purebloods degrade themselves, Tom and his Inner Circle walked out the same way they came into the initiation chamber. The only difference is their eerie laughs could be heard from all the corridors surrounding the initiation chamber.
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