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A New Darkness	By : lilysunshine Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 72885 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 5
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Disclaimer: But I
want to own Harry and Draco�.* pouts *

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Chapter 5

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�It is time, my son,� Lord Voldemort hissed, looking proudly
down at the young man he�d become very fond of in the past four weeks. Raithos had given him back a piece of
himself he�d once thought gone for good.
They had shared many long talks over the weeks, about their pasts, their
futures, and a lot about Lorelai.
Voldemort was sure she would be proud of her son, and the powerful man
he�d become. He himself was impressed
at the change in the boy. All of his
previous masks and walls had come down.
Raithos was now a proud, confident, handsome young man. He was extremely powerful and proving to be
ruthless, with an affinity for leadership.
The similaritiesweenween father and son made Voldemort smile.

In front of Raithos, the three bound figures stared with a
mixture of loathing and fear. Raithos
looked on with an almost gleeful expression.

�I have wanted this moment for as long as I can remember,�
he said, a chilling smile hardening his features. �The three of you have helped make my life absolutely
miserable. Well, my former life that
is. I must say my life right now is
pretty damn near perfect, and after this little show I�ll be pretty fucking
happy. True, when you think about it,
you really haven�t affected my life, rather Harry Potter�s life. But I was the one that had to deal
with the pain you three caused.
Payback�s a bitch, isn�t it?�

�Uncle Vernon, how lovely to see you again. Can�t say I�ve missed your hospitality all
that much, and it�s rather nice not getting beaten by someone five times my
size. You really are a sick man, you
know that? Who the hell tortures a
helpless child? You�ve got
problems. Well, not anymore I suppose,
save me a seat in hell, would you?�

�Avada Kedavra!�

The first figure fell over lifeless, and Raithos grinned as
he approached the second.

�Ah, Peter. Bet you
didn�t see this one coming, did you?
True, the people you helped murder weren�t really my parents, but
I didn�t know that, and neither did you.
So, time to go bye-bye, say hello Uncle Vernon for me.�

�Avada Kedavra!�

The second figure fell next to the first. The third figure was now squirming against
their bonds, desperately trying to get away.

�Bella, Bella, stop struggling. It won�t do you any good.
You know, out of the three of you, I�ll probably enjoy this one the
most. Sirius may not have been my
godfather, but he was kind to me. And
he never treated me like a pawn. He
felt the hurt of ol� Bumblefuck�s manipulations just as much as I did, making
him go on the run and all. If it
weren�t for you, I wouldn�t have had to suffer through two more summers of
beatings and starvation. So, off you go
to join the other two.�

�Avada Kedavra!�

The third figure fell.
Raithos glided over to the dais and stepped up in front of his father,
leaning down to kiss him on the forehead.

�Thank you father, your gift was much appreciated,� he
said. Lord Volrt rrt rose from his
throne to stand next to his son, hand on his shoulder.

�Well done, my son.
Vengeance against those who have wronged us is never a bad thing.� Voldemort turned to his followers. �Ah, my Death Eaters.yes"> He embraced his son and whispered, �I am proud of you, my son.�

Raithos pulled back slightly and looked into his father�s
eyes. �Thank you Pops, I won�t let you
down.� He smiled, as he turned to
leave, Draco following close behind him.

--

September first dawned bright and sunny, and once again
Raithos was buried under mounds of pillows and silken sheets. This morning, instead of jumping on him, or
throwing water on him, or hexing him out of bed, Draco crawled in next to him,
curling up against his side. Raithos
turned and squinted at him, eyes adjusting to the brightness in the room.

�What�s up �Co, you alright?�, he asked.

�Mhmm,� Draco mumbled, snuggling in closer, eyes
closed. �Just tired. And your bed�s more comfy than mine. How come your stuff is always better?� he
grumbled.

Raithos snorted.
�It�s not always better, you�re just a greedy little bastard who wants
everything that isn�t his. What time is
it anyway?�

�Almost nine, we have to get up soon. House elves finished packing last night, all
we have to do is get breakfast and take the limo to the train station. Father and Mum are coming with us,� Draco
replied. He was silent for a moment,
then snickered. �You do realize that
this is the fastest you�ve ever woken up?
Interesting that, isn�t it. All
I have to do is crawl into bed with you and bam, you�re up. Trying to tell me something there Raith?�

Raithos trailed a hand down Draco�s back to his side,
causing him to shiver. �Hmm, maybe��,
he murmured, then grinned evilly as he pounced, tickling Draco for all he was
worth.

Pop!

�Young Master, breakfast is ready in the dining room. Master wants to be talking to you before you
leave.� Tilly the house-elf squeaked.

�Thank you Tilly, we�ll be right down,� Raithos sighed. Tilly disappeared with a pop. �That house-elf has the damndest timing, I
swear.� Raithos and Draco had played
the flirting game for weeks, neither of them crossing that boundary between
friends and more than. It was almost a
game to them, seeing who could hold out the longest. Raithos decided that one of them would have to cross it soon, because
it was just getting ridiculous. He
walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out the close Tilly had set aside while
packing. �Come on �Co, time to get
dressed. Have to make a good impression
on the school you know. Can you imagine
their faces when they see us therther?�

The Daily Prophet had been running stories about the
disappearance of Harry Potter for weeks.
He�d vanished from Hogwarts a few days after his birthday, and hadn�t
been seen since. Lucius had leaked the
truth about his parentage after he�d gone to the governor�s to see about
Raithos�s ReSorting, and since then, there had been an article on the front
page everyday. Most were absolutely
ridiculous, stating that Raithos was under numerous spells cast by Voldemort,
and one or two stating that he�d turned Voldemort from his path of
world-domination. They made for
humorous conversations over the dinner table on countless occasions.

Raithos pulled on a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved black
t-shirt, along with a pair of black boots.
His hair, now long enough to pull back, was in a messy ponytail at the
base of his neck. Small silver hoops
adorned his left ear. Draco wore a
similar outfit, gray t-shirt instead of black, hair falling freely around his
chin. They stood next to each other as
they looked in the mirror.

�We�re fucking hot Raith.�

�Yes we are �Co.
This is going to be one fun day.
Let�s go.�

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Raithos stood at the front entrance with his father. The house-elves were packing their trunks in
the limousine, and Draco was a few feet away talking to his parents.

�I�m going to miss it here, I�ve never had a home away
from Hogwarts, and now that I do, I really don�t want to leave.�

�Raithos, my son, remember what I�ve told you. I know you will carry out our plans
perfectly. I have the utmost faith in
you,� Voldemort said to his son.

�I won�t let you down Pops.
I promise,� Raithos replied. He
turned and embraced his father tightly.
�I�m really going to miss you, I�ve had a wonderful month here. I can�t wait to come back over Christmas
hols.�

�Ah Raithos, I will miss you too. You�ve given me back my life.
I�ll admit, sometimes the whole emotion bit is bothersome, but I don�t
believe I�d trade it in for the world.�

Raithos laughed at that.
�I love you Pops, see you in a few months.� Voldemort kissed the top of his head and let him go, watching as
he got into the limo with Draco and the Malfoy�s. He waved goodbye, and they were off.

--

Draco showed Raithos into the Slytherin compartment on the
train that he and his friends had used for the past seven years. They�d arrived at platform 9 � early enough
that only a few students were on the train, and had yet to see any of Raithos�s
former housemates.

�You know, I�m almost disappointed we haven�t run into any
of them yet, I was really looking forward to their reactions,� Raithos said as
they sat down. He swung his legs into
Draco�s lap and leaned his back against the window. �I can tell you all now how they�ll react. Weasley�s face will match his hair and he�ll
be spouting nonsense about Slytherin�s and evilness and Dark Lords and he�ll be
right on the money with it all. He�ll
attempt to make our lives a living hell all year but it�ll just backfire on
him, the dumb git.�

Draco snorted at that, �Oh he can try, but he won�t get
anywhere. Not on us. You know Raith, you were the only one to
ever really get on the Slytherin�s nerves.
Guess we all know why now, eh?�

�Aw, �Co, how sweet.
Granger will cry, and want to know why I�m being like this, and have
faith that I�ll turn back into her dear friend Harry Potter. Ha, she�s in for a shock. The rest of the houses will mourn the loss
of their Golden Boy and waver between absolute fear and loathing. God, this year is going to be so much fun,�
Raithos said grinning.

The door to their compartment opened, and five figures
stepped in.

�Ah, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, Millie, Blaise, I�d like you all
to meet Raithos,� Draco said, waving his hand in Raithos�s direction. �I trust you�ve all spoken to your parents
about this so I won�t go into threatening you on what will happen if you should
treat him as if he was still the
Boy-Who-Refused-To-Realize-He-Was-Supposed-To-Die.�

�Haha �Co, you�re such a riot,� Raithos said dryly as the
five Slytherin�s filed in and sat down.
�Blaise, how are you? Been
awhile.�

�Doing good Harry�sorry, Raithos. Damn that�s gonna take some getting used to,� the dark-haired
Slytherin said, shaking his head.

Draco gaped, �Since when are the two of you on a first name
basis? Raithos, explain. Now.�

�Well, last names become a bit redundant when you spend a
decent portion of last term fucking, don�t you think?� Raithos said smugly.

�WHAT?� shrieked the five oblivious Slytherins at
once.

�Blaise, you little bastard! You never told me!� Draco all but yelled.

�Well �Co, Blaise was one of the �other ones� who knew well
enough to keep his damn mouth shut.
Thanks for that by the way Blaise, very stand up thing to do that was,�
Raithos said nonchalantly.

�No problem Raithos, it was the least I could do. After all, if I had opened my big mouth you
would have dropped me for someone else, and I couldn�t have that now could I?�
Blaise said grinning.

The other Slytherins just stared at the two. �So are you two still�� said Pansy.

�Nah, ended that after a couple weeks. No big deal, we were still sort of friends
after that,� said Blaise.

�Well damn. Raith,
we gotta compare notes sometime. See
how similar our lists are,� Draco said, shaking his head slightly.

�That �Co, will be an interesting conversation I think.�

The group talked for awhile after that, going over Raithos�s
summer at the mansion, with Draco and he taking turns telling stories about
training, meetings, and other goings on.
Eventually it was time to get ready to face the rest of the school.

--

Draco and Raithos stood outside the doors to the Great
Hall. They�d waited until everyone else
was inside to come out from behind one of the many statues. Raithos wantes Res ReSorting to be a
surprise to the rest of the school, and couldn�t wait to see the looks on his
former housemates faces when he stepped through the doors.

�So, how many tries do you think it�ll take McGonagall to
say my name before she just gives up and calls me Raithos?� he asked.

Draco snickered.
�I�d almost pay money to see her actually say �Raithos Marvolo Riddle�
just to watch the reaction of everyone in the Hall. How many people do you think would faint out of fear?�

�Heh, well lets go find out, shall we?�

The walked confidently into the Great Hall as they heard the
last first year, Zersa, Angela called.
All heads turned towards them, and gasps were heard from all four
tables. Professor McGonagall dropped
her scroll, and Professor Dumbledore actually paled. Whispers were heard from all over, the loudest being from the
Gryffyndor table. Raithos strode up to
the Head Table, and sat himself on the stool.
Draco waited patiently at the bottom of the steps.

�Let�s just get this over with, shall we?� Raithos
asked.

�Ah, yes,� Professor Dumbledore began. �As you all know, Harry Potter has been
granted a ReSorting��

�Excuse me sir,� Raithos interrupted. �That is not my name, and you well know
it. Use my proper name, the name
I should have had since birth, or do not address me at all.�

�Very well. Raithos Marvolo
Voldemort,� gasps rang out at that, as well as a few high pitched shrieks, �has been granted a ReSorting, in light of
the events that came about halfway through the summer. Let�s get on with it, Minerva.� Dumbledore sat back down quickly, obviously
shaken by the teenaged boy.

Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on Raithos�s
head with a very shaky hand.

�A see see you�re back.
Learned the truth finally, have you?
I�m quite sure you won�t argue with my decision this time. I always told you that you could be great,
you know.�

�SLYTHERIN!�

Raithos stood up gracefully and handed the hat back to a
pale-faced McGonagall. He strode down
the steps where Draco was waiting, elbow out for him to take. They walked arm in arm over to the Slytherin
table, where they sat in the two seats at the head, obviously reserved for the
leaders of the house. Raithos smirked
as he looked over to his former table, catching sight of his former friends. Just as he�d predicted, Ron�s face was as
flaming as his hair, and Hermione was crying.
Along with Ginny, Lavender, and Neville. Seamus had fainted, and Dean was just shaking his head
disbelievingly. The headmaster said a
few words and food appeared on the table.
They all piled their plates and began to eat.

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Aspanspan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Whew. So, how many people did I surprise with the
three victims? I figured that Harry
could still be pretty pissed off at all three of them, even though they have no
real meaning in his new life. Don�orryorry, H/D slash will DEFINITELY be in the next chapter, I�m pretty sick of
ing ing myself. I skipped over a lot of
the boring �getting to know you phase� because I couldn�t really think of a way
to do it that hadn�t already been beaten to death by a bunch of other people,
but it�s been a month, so it�s not like its all that sudden.

Next Chappie: On our
next episode of �As Harry Goes Evil� we�ll finally have the confrontation with
the Weasel and Company. Also, the
delicious resolution to the Raithos/�Co flirting game, as well as our first
dose of Snape-age. Stay tuned�
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