The Dark Lord Harry Potter

Memories

That was all she had of the time she had spent with her savior. Memories of his presence… and a certain emptiness that came with them. It was as if she had found something that she had lacked, found a missing part of herself that nothing else had ever come close to replacing, and then had been forced to leave it behind.

Ginny Weasley let out a deep sigh as she stared at her schoolwork. Two hours had passed and she had barely managed a single inch of writing for the essay that would be due in a week. At first she thought that her inability to concentrate was linked with 'Tom'. That perhaps whatever he had done to her, Harry had mentioned draining her life-force, had also cause mental problems as well. Even her brothers seemed to be convinced of that when she had hinted at having issues.

But deep down she knew the truth. It had nothing to do with demonic book, instead her thoughts simply focused around a certain emerald-eyed boy, and the way he took care of her, comforted her, and looked at her.

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"Well well well, look who it is, Loony Luna, and I heard you were seen palling around with Slytherins. What, are you such a loser than you need to associate with the snakes in order to find friends? They won't accept you, no one will ever accept you. You are a freak and a loser!" the older Ravenclaw taunted as he stepped into the young blonde's face, forcing her to step away in the process as he slowly backed her into a wall.

Moments later a group of Slytherins, including Harry, entered the corridor, and the raven-haired boy's eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Something wrong here?"

"Bugger off Potter, this is Ravenclaw business not yours ."

"Oh but it appears as though it has become mine as well, especially since you continue to taunt a friend of mine."

"So it is true then, Loony here really has lost whatever was left of her pathetic mind if she is friends with a freak like you ."

The area grew deathly quiet, as the younger children put just a little more distance between themselves and the older Ravenclaw, who seemed to have a death wish. They had all seen their Lord angry before, and none wished to be around the target of his wrath when it struck.

For Draco Malfoy, however, he was wondering how he had never noticed it before. Perhaps at the time he thought it was a trick of the mind, the way that the lights seemed to flicker, how the room grew just a little darker.

Now though… there was no doubt that it was not an illusion. The blonde watched in terror as the shadows crept across the floor, as if slowly reaching out for their fellow classmate. What would happen if they reached him? Would he be torn asunder? Ripped into bloody pieces? Mutilated in ways that no human ever should be?

"Wotcher Harry, fancy seeing you here."

The effect reversed itself in an instant, and Harry's smiling face turned to face the Auror.

"Well hello Miss Tonks, and how are you today?"

He truly was the perfect Slytherin.

"Can't complain too much" the woman said with a slight blush at the attention she was receiving. "Is anything wrong here? I thought I heard someone making a few idle threats…"

"No… no nothing like that, you must have misheard us." the Ravenclaw boy quickly replied, earning a slightly feral grin from the Metamorphmagus.

"Good, good well you better be off to class. No sense in getting hurt wandering about right?"

"Y-yeah…"

With the older student gone the Potter Lord gave a slight gesture towards the younger girl to accompany them, "Would you like to walk with us to your next class Miss Lovegood? As Miss Tonks stated, it really is not safe to be walking alone."

The shy nod from the girl was the only thing needed to answer, as Luna joined up with the group of Slytherins.

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"Did you see that?"

"No Draco, I didn't see the shadows literally moving across the floor like a living breathing monster about to murder some poor bastard right in front of us."

"Shut it Blaise, how the hell did he do it though? I mean I have heard about magically created shadows and darkness but… nothing like that ."

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Luna Lovegood had always been considered an oddity, whether it was by her friends, family, or classmates. The way she stared off into the distance, her eyes unfocused as if seeing what was beyond the horizon. The truth was that the young blonde was a seer, an individual who could view the future.

This led to a very horrible truth to the young girl, her futures were always terrible. She would emerge horrified, completely covered in sweat from a vision of herself being torn apart by monsters while on a trip with her father, or utterly abandoned in the wilderness to eventually starve.

So she started to develop survival skills, hone a few Magical spells that might save her life, and the visions changed. She would survive until adulthood in these, but would be utterly alone, her mind wasting away from a lack of social contact after graduation. It wasn't that surprising really, she had never really fit in anywhere, never had any friends, except for Ginny, and could barely even find one of her housemates to have a normal conversation with.

Even worse was when she had been sorted into a different house as her friend, further isolating her to the point of having little to no social activity outside of being bullied by her fellow Ravenclaws. When she had mentioned this to her Head of House he had merely dismissed the idea, stating that she must have been exaggerating or imagining the abuse.

It seemed as though she was doomed to a miserable existence for however long it might last… that is until one fateful day when she had been stripped down and shoved into a closet. Now that in itself wasn't terribly strange, it had already occurred twice before that, but then the most unusual of things followed.

The door opened.

There, standing like a King of old was a raven-haired boy cloaked in darkness and power. Luna, of course, recognized the most famous teenager alive but was startled when he told his followers to leave them. For a split second fear ran through her body, what would he do with her? Harm her? Take advantage of her undressed state to…

He diverted his gaze and handed her his cloak.

A simple act of kindness, one that changed her world in more ways than either realized. For the following night when her dreams were normally filled with horrific visions, instead there was peace. She saw herself… happy for the first time ever in a dream. She saw children, a husband who cared about her, sister wives, a family that supported her no matter what, peace .

Most telling of all though was the fact that her husband had beautiful green eyes, the same ones that had rescued her that previous day.

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