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Chapter 6 Deal With the Devil


Harry heard a cruel laugh coming from the dark lord, but refused to look up to see what was happening. "So Harry Potter wants to serve a new lord now does he? Somehow I don't think you're telling me the whole truth half-blood."

"What reason would I have to lie to you my lord? I've weighed the outcome of this war, and decided I didn't want to come out on the losing end." He was rewarded with more laughter, and even as the dark lord rose from his throne Harry still refused to look up. Harry had barely enough time to register that Voldemort's shadow was standing over him before he was knocked backward with a kick in the jaw. He quickly regained his bearings, spitting up the blood that had gathered in his mouth. Even more lives were at stake here, and this was no time to be weak.

"Do really expect me to believe that Potter? What kind of an imbecile do you take me for?" Harry now stood so he was staring into the eyes of the man he despised for so many years, and now he was asking for an alliance.

"The kind that knows when a good thing comes his way. You may be powerful, but there's little doubt that you could beat Dumbledore and me."

"Is that so Potter? Well if I couldn't beat you, then why would you want to side with me? What would you have to gain?" Harry put on his best Draco smirk and continued on.

"What do you mean besides power, and every thing I've ever dreamed of?" The words were like acid in his mouth. To think that he would actually do this, be it pretend or not, was enough to make him sick. Side with this murderer after everything he had done? He'd rather slit his wrists first, but slitting his wrists wouldn't save those close to him. No, only this could save them now.

"And here I never pinned you as the power hungry type. You're more a Gryffindor goody two shoes like your disgusting parents were." Harry clenched his fists. He couldn't let himself show emotion over this. He had to remain strong. He took another step toward his enemy so he was staring him in the eyes.

"You'll find we're not so different you and I. Or at least that was what you yourself told, me, or at least your former self did. I think I finally understand the true meaning of those words."

"Do you? And how do I know that you weren't just sent here as a spy?" At this Harry scoffed.

"Please Voldemort like you said you're not that big of an imbecile. Do you really think Dumbledore would be stupid enough to send me in to be a spy? I swear that man thinks I'm the last hope for the wizarding world. There's no way he would risk me getting hurt."

"Although a good point, if I did give in to your plan how would I know you wouldn't betray me just like you did your dear headmaster?"

"Like I told you before my lord I'm not the same boy you knew...and seeing as how the headmaster relies on me fully I can be a great asset to you. Being your spy would give you unforeseen knowledge on who your true allies are." The dark lord pulled out his wand, and Harry closed his eyes thinking that soon he would hear the words Avada Kedavra escape Voldermort's lips. When he heard laughter filling the halls he opened his eyes to find that he was in fact not dead, and all the death eaters were getting a good laugh at his expense.

"And here I thought Gryffindors were supposed to be brave, so tell me Potter where did all this so called courage go?" Harry sighed. This was not going as he would have hoped. Not that he hoped for any of this to happen in the first place.

"Verra funny. Well if you don't plan to kill me would you mind getting your wand out of my face."

Harry bit back a yelp as he received a slap to the face. "Potter just because you may be able to talk back to your great headmaster does not mean that will be tolerated with me. I will allow your change of sides on one condition. That you agree to be my full and complete slave. You will lick the grime off my feet, and everyone will know once and for all that Voldemort is superior to Harry Potter."

Harry bowed again before standing up. "Whatever I can do to please you my lord."

"I hoped you'd say that now be a good boy and hold out your arm." The death eaters began to swarm around him, and he closed his eyes hoping for the best. But knowing as his arm to singe that he was already doomed.
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Harry walked back through the corridors rubbing his arm absentmindedly. No thoughts were forming in his head, and the realization of what he had just done hadn't fully comprehended in his mind yet. That wasn't exactly true though. One thought did happen to pop sporadically into his mind, and that thought was the damning of Silas. The damning of him straight to hell. Do not pass go do not collect 200 dollars just straight to the fiery pit of unpleasantness. He didn't even notice the two sweaty bodies going at it in front of him. Not until of course he ran straight into them, causing all three to topple over. Causing a very miffed Harry to land on top of one of the so called sweaty bodies.

"Mmmpfff bloody hell mate get the fuck off of me." Dawn was just approaching, and the corridor was still pretty dark so you couldn't see the face, but Harry was pretty sure he recognized the voice of the person withering underneath him.

"Seamus is that you?" He was answered by a jab in the ribs. Which almost caused Harry to double over in pain seeing as how it was the same rib that Draco had almost broken earlier.

"Yes, it bloody is Harry now get the fuck off!" A very undignified voice shouted from underneath him. Harry rolled off the sandy haired boy, and watched as a very upset looking Ravenclaw helped him to his feet. He was a boy in the same year as Dennis Creavy, and he recognized the blond boy to be none other than Stewart Ackerly.

"What are the two of you doing here this early in the morning anyways?" He looked over the pair who were now straightening out their clothes, and saw Seamus' bruised lips. Harry smiled to himself. This was just too good, and his mood definitely needed a lightener. So in other words...he had to fuck with them. "Oh I see now...my my my this certainly is verra scandalous. Tsk tsk" He shook a finger at the pair, and smiled when they looked as if they were going to piss themselves. Hell Finnegan deserved all this and more. Harry had after all considered him once a friend, and the stupid git hadn't thought twice before abandoning him along with all the rest.

"Listen Harry it's not what you think." Harry raised a hand to silence the boy, yes he was definitely going to have some fun with this.

"Actually Seamus I think it's exactly what I think..." Harry gave another up and down to the pair, and thought how could it not be what he thinks? "Oh my what will your parents think when they find out their child is a flaming fairy who favors the younger boys...not to mention the rest of the school."

"You wouldn't do that would you Harry?" Harry raised his hand to his chin, and pretended to think for awhile.

"Well you know Seamus I always considered you to be one of my closest friends, and I mean that honestly...cross my heart, so I think I will let it go." Seamus let out a sigh of relief, but Harry seeming not to have noticed continued. "For a price." Seamus' jaw dropped open in shock, but it was Stewart who responded.

"For a price? You really have turned into a Slytherin haven't you?" Harry shrugged at the comment. He was really starting to care less and less about those kind of comments. From what he's seen Slytherins weren't bad people...well most of them weren't of course, and since he himself was now a slave to the dark lord he really couldn't sink lower, so why not have some fun before he goes down in flames.

"What do you want Harry?" Harry smiled at the sandy haired boy, only to be scowled at.

"What do I want? Hell that's a good question...World peace, no more poverty, a normal life...but seeing as how I can't get any of the things I want we'll talk about what you can do for me."

"Oh yeah and what's that? And don't even think I'm sleeping with you because that is just not happening." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Please Seamus the day I'd take you to bed is the day I'd of just finished having a threesome with Snape and McGonagall...which is definitely not happening." He added after he saw Seamus looking mildly sick.

"Oh what did they turn you down?" Harry scowled at the Ravenclaw who quickly looked down, but still seemed very annoyed.

"You know Seamus this boy toy of yours has got a real mouth on him, but anyways back to our arrangement...I have a part for the both of you to play. We'll start with Seamus first. Your job will be since you're a Gryffindor."

"So are you!" Seamus interjected. Harry rolled his eyes and continued.

"Anyways since you're a Gryffindor that more than two people in the house will talk to, I want you to get me any dirt on are very own Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger that you can find."

"Hermione and Ron? You can't be serious they're your best friends!" Harry ran a hand through his hair, and sighed at the thought that he was once best friends with them. Though that of course was also when he wasn't sleeping with Draco, A creepy stalker wasn't following him around knowing his every move, and oh yeah he wasn't Voldemort's slave. Things changed, and for him they seemed to change quite a bit.

"Correction Seamus former friends. Hermione and Ron are my former friends. Now will you do it?" He watched the boy nod his head, and turned to his blond partner. "As for you..." He paused, not really having a use for him, but then a thought suddenly came to mind. Feeling extra glutinous, he figured he might as well go with it. "you're a Ravenclaw, and as such can always be depended on to get good grades. Your job will be."

"Let me guess my job will be to do all your homework, and make an extra set of notes for you...am I close?" Harry raised his eyebrows, these Ravenclaws really were bright.

"Actually right on. Have you been blackmailed before? I would hate to think that I'm not your first." Harry stuck out a pouty lip, and two scowls were returned. "Verra well I believe the both of you know what to do. You keep your end of the bargain, and I'll keep mine. Now if you'll excuse me I'm quite tired and would like to get at least some sleep before classes begin. Good-bye...and I know you're devastated but try not to miss me to much kay." With a wave he left, and practically smiled to himself. Being evil could really be fun sometimes.
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After getting some much needed sleep Harry made his way to Transfiguration class, and still rather exhausted mentally and physically plopped down next to Draco, unconsciously laying his head on the blond's shoulder. He saw the blond look at him questioningly and immediately lifted up his head only to lay it right back down on the table in front of them. How could he have forgotten that their relationship was a secret? Then again his whole life was a secret. In fact he wasn't exactly sure about what was even real anymore in it. A concept that would probably scare the fuck out of any normal person, but Harry by this time had gone beyond normal, so instead he just laughed. He actually laughed rather hard till he felt an annoying tap on his shoulder, and looked up into the face of a very pissed off looking professor.

"Mr. Potter would you care to enlighten us as to what you find so terribly funny?" Harry suddenly realized that all eyes were on him, and he felt a blush creeping up his neck, but realizing whom these people were his embarrassment quickly faded.

"Oh nothing professor I was just thinking about if you and Professor Flitwick had children, and I was overcome with this new found emotion which came out as a laugh." All the Slytherins in the room barely bit back their laughter, all the Gryffindors stared at Harry horrified, and a very bright red teacher looked like she could murder him at any second. Harry smiled at this and continued on. "But what a sec I mean is that even technically possible? I mean considering the obvious height difference...I for one would count on some serious awkwardness in the bedroom." A jab in the rib from Draco told him it was time to shut up.

"How dare you show such utter disrespect to a teacher. 50 points will be taken from Gryffindor, and you'll be serving a week of detention with Filch." Harry positively grinned at his Professor before she moved back to the front of the class. "Now without further interruption I believe I do have a class to teach."

As soon as they were out of the classroom Draco grabbed Harry's arm, whipping him around the corner into an abandoned corridor. "What the hell is the matter with you Harry?" Harry narrowed his eyes at the blond who was trying to spoil his good mood.

"Nothing's the matter with me...I was just having a little fun is all." The blond raised his eyebrows.

"Since when does humiliating teachers, and receiving detention come across to you as fun?" Harry smiled, and ground his hips against Draco's.

"Well you know babe I can think of several other things that might be considered fun." Harry smiled seductively as he watched the blond whimper. His smile was wiped from his face as his face was crushed into the blond's. The kiss was ended abruptly when Harry felt his head being slammed into the wall. He yelped as he reached back to feel his head, which was no doubt bleeding.

"Have fun in detention Potter, and when you decide to start acting more normal and less possessed you'll know where to find me, but if you come to me acting like this you'll receive no reward." The blond began to walk away, and feeling the need to get in the final word, Harry added.

"And what if I don't want to come to you for my rewards, but wish to find them elsewhere?" Draco turned around, giving Harry an all too familiar smirk. It was the smirk he received when the tall blond was feeling exceptionally devious, which was scarily a large amount of the time.

"I think you already know the answer to that question, and would do well not to follow through with your plans of finding amusement elsewhere. It would not go well for you, or the poor soul you chose to bed." With that the blond swung back around stalking out of the classroom. Leaving Harry to walk back to Gryffindor common room. He sighed, everything would be better once he got a little sleep, and he could sort this whole mess out.
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