Harry Potter: The Shadow’s Heir

Before disembarking the train, Harry made plans to visit Pansy over the break.

"Got to give you your birthday present, don't I?"

Pansy blushed as Blaise chimed in. "Of course. You give it to her, Harry"

Theo barely even looked up. He'd been far quieter than usual, ever since his conversation with Harry.

As everyone was getting off, though, he caught Harry's eye and nodded.

' Good. He made his choic e. That reminds me'

He rushed ahead, dragging his trunk until he caught up with Flint and Avery.

"See you over the break, guys"

"What?" Flint grunted. Avery stared, eyes widening.

Harry just winked at them and rushed off to find the Malfoys.

As always, Pansy hosted a party to celebrate her birthday.

She looked amazing, decked in a long flowing gown that shifted colors and clung to her figure, accentuating it.

She was wearing the necklace Harry had gotten her, fire drops glinting against her pale skin.

' Still, she'd look better wearing nothing'

He danced with her before heading to the buffet and asked her.

"You liked the gift?"

"Of course I did. I'm wearing it, aren't I?"

"Good. I've got another one to give you, in private"

She gave him a look. "Harry, I don't know-"

"Shh," he pressed his finger to her lips. "I promise, you'll enjoy it"

"Yeah, but-"

"Come on. It's for you"

She kissed him on the cheek before leaving the dance floor.

He noticed her father watching from the side. He nodded at Harry, respectfully. Harry's smirk grew wider.

"God! Harry, that's-thats-"

He raised his head, her fine hair brushing against his chin.

"Told you you'd like it"

She moaned and squirmed under his tongue as he bent back to his task, lapping and rubbing her.

When her legs shuddered, squeezing his head, he finally stopped, jaw aching.

"How did you learn to do that?"

Harry shrugged, dislodging her arm from around him.

"Dunno. Although you hear a lot of tips in the locker room" he said with a leer.

"Gross. I don't want to be thinking about Flint, next time"

"Oh, so you want there to be a next time?"

Pansy blushed.

' Amazing. I'm sitting here with a hand on her tit, having just eaten her for like ten minutes, and she blushes'

"It was really good" she admitted.

"I give the best presents, don't I?"

"My presents aren't that bad," she said with mock indignation.

And she wrapped her hand around him.

He held back a groan, barely.

"Not bad, just not new"

She looked at him, naked uncertainty written clear across her face.

He wanted to scream.

' You know what I want! Do I have to fucking spell it out for you?!'

She turned around, bending in front of him. He seized a fistful of her hair as her head bobbed.

He pulled her forward, making her take it all in.

It was as good as he had ever imagined it to be.

When he was finished, she lay back beside him on the bed.

"I love you," he said, kissing her forehead.

"You too," she said, in a small voice.

Harry and Draco watched as Flint and Avery were initiated. It was a far smaller crowd than their own had been, the Malfoys, Theo's dad, Avery's family, Flint's uncle, and Snape. And a few randoms, of course, but not that many important people.

The muggles hadn't been chosen for any specific reason, either. There were no questions about their names, or jobs, or beliefs.

Just a Crucio, and then an Avada Kedavra.

And then they swore the oaths, and Flint and Avery were in.

After speaking to his uncle, Flint swaggered over to Harry.

"You knew?"

Harry laughed.

"Who do you think suggested you to our dear Head of House?"

Flabbergasted, Flint spluttered "h-how long?"

"How long have I been in?"

Flint nodded.

"Christmas was mine and Draco's initiation. We met the Dark Lord at the beginning of the summer, though"

Eyes wider than Harry would have thought possible, Flint gestures up to the stage.

"So you guys did that?"

Harry laughed, again. "Ours was a bit different. Ask your uncle, he was there"

"He was?"

"No joke"

"Wow"

"Yup"

Flint clapped Harry on the back. "Don't think I'm gonna go any easier on you in practice because of this"

"Wouldn't dream of it"

Harry and Draco waited for a shaken Theo to make his way to one of their rooms after meeting the Dark Lord.

They weren't surprised by his ashen appearance. Meeting the Dark Lord was an intimidating experience.

He stumbled in, sitting down roughly on Harry's bed.

"Holy shit" he muttered.

"What did you say?" Draco demanded.

' If he hadn't agreed to serve Him, the Dark Lord wouldn't have let him leave. Not in one piece'

"What do you think I said? I said yes, I'd be overjoyed to join"

"Good," Draco said fervently.

"Theo," Harry said slowly. "What did He say about when you would do it?"

Theo looked up sharply. "Do what?"

"Your initiation"

"He said over the summer I would be formally welcomed. He said you guys, my dad, and Snape would help me prepare"

Harry and Draco shared a glance.

"What?"

"Theo" Harry spoke gently, "the initiation can be a bit…"

"Rough" Draco said, looking greenish.

"Yeah"

"Why? What do I need to do?"

"Kill a muggle"

Theo laughed, a sound like glass breaking. When he didn't stop, Draco called him. He still didn't stop, and Harry slapped him.

"Fuck!"

"You have to do it. And you have to Crucio them first"

Theo just looked at him.

"It's hard, sure. But you can do it. Just keep telling yourself, it's them or you"

Theo didn't take his eyes of Draco as he spoke.

"That's what you tell yourself?"

Harry chimed in. "You do whatever you need to do to stop the thoughts"

"True, true"

The room was silent for a few minutes, the three boys lost in thought.

Theo burst out. "I'm just a kid!"

Harry looked at him with pity. "Not anymore"

The Dark Lord decided that Harry and Draco needed some extra dueling training.

He also decided to be the one to train them, himself.

Of course, he was so far beyond their level that it was unthinkable for him to duel against them. Instead, he had them face off against each other and would correct them and give pointers afterward. He was a harsh taskmaster, far more intense than Snape on his worst day, but under his tutelage, they grew.

By the end of the week, they had gained as much from his training as they had from Snape over the entire course of the year. And far more than they had managed to teach themselves in the previous two years. Their speed still needed to be improved, but he assured them that would come with time. In terms of their strategies and abilities though, they would probably be able to face off against anyone in school. Assuming they were prepared, of course.

"I see a bright future for both of you," he told them, making them all but preen, "you will acquit yourselves well in battle"

"Thank you, My Lord," they said, bowing their heads.

"Harry. Tomorrow I will be meeting with you and Severus. You will be informing me of everything you have gleaned from Dumbledore. Draco, do you think you have anything to add to that discussion?"

"No, My Lord"

"I approve of your honesty. Very well. Harry, be here at 2 p.m. tomorrow"

"I will"

"Good. Dismissed, both of you"

They met and went through everything Dumbledore had told Harry. Of course, the Dark Lord scoffed at many of Dumbledore's theories. But he was interested in some of the little tidbits Dumbledore had let slip.

"So he meets with the Wizengamot on Tuesdays. Do you know what time?"

That was where Snape came in. Snape was able to fill in many of the gaps in Harry's information.

"He generally begins his meeting at 6 p.m."

Harry was busy telling about how Dumbledore said he wanted to start giving a class again when a loud commotion broke through their discussion.

Snape was just heading towards the door when it burst open.

A savage looking, animalistic man with wild grey hair strode in, pulling a small, scruffy wizard by his collar.

"We caught this one eavesdropping on us milord"

The Dark Lord rose. "Who were you with, and where were you?"

"Was with Romulus Redtooth, at the White Wyvern, milord. Thought I'd bring him here to find out what he knows before-"

The Dark Lord walked forward, waving his wand at the wizard as he fell.

The wizard raised one hand, and the Dark Lord stomped it to the ground roughly before gripping his chin.

"That's Mundungus Fletcher, My Lord. He works for Dumbledore"

"Thank you, Severus"

The Dark Lord raised Mundungus' face and stared into his eyes.

After several minutes, he dropped Mundungus' head and spun on the other man.

It took all of Harry's self-control not to cover his ears at what followed.

"THAT IS WHAT YOU CALL DISCRETE?" The Dark Lord shrieked And waves his wand.

The wizard who had brought Mundungus in flew backward, into the wall. He slid up the wall until he was a foot off the ground.

"Please, milord-"

"I GAVE YOU ONE ORDER! YOU WERE TO MEET WITH THE OTHER CLAN LEADERS, AND GOVE YOUR REPORTS DISCRETELY! AND WHAT DID YOU DO? WHAT DID YOU DO, FENRIR?"

' Fenrir Greyback. I thought he looked familiar'

"I-I- I did that!"

The Dark Lord snarled. A gleaming dagger appeared and blasted itself, lodging into Fenrir's arm. His screams filled the room.

' Silver, it must be. Holy shit'

"YOU MEET IN THE SAME PLACE, AT THE SAME TIME, EVERY DAY! HES BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR WEEKS!"

Another dagger appeared, flying into Fenrir's other arm.

"HE'S BEEN REPORTING TO DUMBLEDORE! THE ONE THING I DIDNT WANT! AND YOU LET IT HAPPEN!"

"Mercy!" Fenrir cried. A swarm of daggers appeared, turning his arms into pincushions. Blood was pooling on the floor. Harry just watched, in horrified fascination.

"YOU FAIL ME, AND THEN BEG FOR MERCY?"

Every word was accented by a wave of the Dark Lord's wand. Each time, a cut opened up on Fenrir's cheek.

"Tell me, Fenrir" the Dark Lord spoke softly, dangerously, "give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?"

"I-I-I have c-contacts with the werewolves! No-one else-"

"I could find another. And if I did that while wearing your hide as a cloak, they would be sure not to fail me. Give me a reason to let you live"

"I've brought in so many! So many wolves willing to serve"

The Dark Lord spun around again. He pointed at Mundungus.

"Harry. Make him die screaming"

Harry gulped.

"Reddio-"

Something stung his hand, and he dropped his wand.

"Show me something you haven't before. Unless you are not deserving of my favor?"

Harry nodded, picking his wand back up.

' Don't fuck this up'

"Kamtzi Deraavan!"

The mist appeared. His mind fractured into a thousand pieces for a few moments, before the ants formed.

He gestured to Mundungus.

The ants marched forward.

At first, Mundungus screamed. He stopped that quickly when some of the ants got into his open mouth.

It wasn't too long before he started again.

Roughly around the same time as they ate through his eyelids and started on his eyeballs, causing a reddish-yellow liquid to leak out.

They are through his tongue, turning his screams into harsh, hooting noises.

He thrashed and squirmed. He moaned as his flesh was ripped away by thousands of sets of tiny, sharp teeth.

And he died.

After what felt like hours, there was nothing left but bones.

The Dark Lord crushed the skull under his heel, grinding it into a fine powder.

"Well done. At least there is still someone capable of obeying orders"

"Thank you, My Lord" Harry said, feeling exhausted. Exhausted, sickened, and -excited.

"Fenrir, I am merciful. I will grant you one more opportunity to not fail me"

Still hanging and impaled on the wall, Fenrir growled out. "Thank you, milord. I won't let you down, I swear, I'll never-"

"See that you don't. If you do, you will beg for Mundungus's fate"

The Dark Lord waved, and Fenrir fell, the daggers vanishing. The wounds on his arms and face closed.

"Leave my sight before I regret my kindness"

Fenrir hurried out, back bent, muttering apologies and thanks.

"Now, Harry, Severus. Where were we?"

Harry stumbled into Draco's room. He was reading but hurriedly shut the book at the sight of Harry's face.

"Merlin, Harry. What happened?"

"I never want to see the Dark Lord angry at me"

"What happened?"

And Harry told him the whole tale, only leaving out the feeling of pure bliss he had felt when he had ended Mundungus.

And the pride he had felt when the Dark Lord had complimented him afterward.