Episode 5
Sneaking back in to school was too easy. Luckily for him the Gryffindor common room was empty when he arrived so he went straight up to dormitories without a worry, he changed under the safety of his cloak so he definitely wasn't seen. Harry stowed away his Sang Lys guise and locked it safely in his trunk with his invisibility cloak and the marauders map, he made sure to layer it in wards that would alert him if someone so much as brushed against the box in which it was hidden. Settling for sleep, he sighed thinking about the next day, he had no doubt that it was going to be a long day, but he would grin and bare it. Harry was awake and dressed by 7 the next morning, he woke Ron too, but left before the red head could engage him in conversation which would no doubt want him to hurt someone in the close vicinity, preferably Weasley himself, and Harry walked down to breakfast with Neville leaving Poison asleep in his bed. When Ron and Hermione finally arrived, both Neville and Harry had finished eating and Prof. McGonagall was handing out time tables.
"Why didn't you wait mate?" Ron asked grumpily
"Because I did want breakfast this morning and when I woke you it was 7:30 and I was hungry." Harry told him dryly. Neville rolled his eyes at Harry who shook his head looking at his timetable; he grinned.
"So Nev you up for giving Snape a heart attack?" Harry asked innocently.
"Oh I think we can manage that." He replied mischievously.
"What have you got?" Hermione asked.
"Double potions followed by charms then transfiguration, you?"
"Same, but I can't believe you got in to potions. Did Dumbledore have a word with Snape to let you in?" She questioned in her usual tone of superiority, one that greatly grated on Harry's nerves, Harry gaped at her while Neville gave her a look of disbelief.
"No Hermione I didn't, I got an O thank you very much and so did Neville, thanks for the vote in confidence." Harry hissed when he had finally picked his jaw up, fuming he got up and stormed out the hall with Neville following shaking his head, he couldn't believe the nerve of the girl. The two boys walked up to the tower gathered there books and walked to the dungeons in silence.
"Harry I say we go all out." Neville whispered as they drew closer to the classroom.
"Ok your on, I'm working with you as I may end up hexing Hermione, I cannot believe she thought I would go to Dumbledore to get me in to potions" Harry exclaimed, Neville just patted Harry's shoulder sympathetically. The stopped outside of the classroom and Hermione approached.
"Harry I'm-" Harry cut her off.
"Don't talk to me Hermione I can't believe you, do you even know me?" She went to speak again, but Snape threw open the door and ushered them in, Harry had never been so happy to see the man in his life.
"This is NEWT potions and I will not take blunders and mistakes, if you are here you got an O in your OWL. Some of you I question that, but unfortunately it is the truth." Here he threw Harry and Neville pointed looks, the two Gryffindor's exchanges hidden smirks; people were in for a shock.
"We have a double period so you will be attempting the draught of living death" Snape told them easily holding the class silent, "You only have time for 2 attempts so just in case some of you decide to display how truly inept you are at potions I have laid out parchment and if you fail you will write a 2 ft. essay on where you went wrong. Well what are you waiting for, GO." Snape barked out in his usual snarky manor, Harry imagined whipping him in to submission again and grinned as he went got his ingredients.
"Right Nev, are we going for shocks or full blown heart attacks?" Harry muttered as they reached the cupboard together, Neville grinned.
"Full blown heart attack I think, they deserve it." The boys went back to their cauldrons and made a show off putting their books away.
"Potter, Longbottom what do you think you are doing?" Snape demanded as he swooped down on them, Harry was beginning a mental note of Snape's every move for the future.
"Well we were going to make the potion before you interrupted us." Neville said as he lit his fire, "Sir," He added like it was an afterthought and Harry shoved his fist in his mouth as he lit his own fire to stop himself making a sound.
"10 points for you insolence Longbottom and to make the potion you need the instructions."
"No I don't believe we do, sir." Neville said defiantly.
"10 points for defiance and if you two think you're so brilliant fail this and you both will have a week's detention." With that he swept away snapping at the rest of the class who were staring at Neville wide-eyed. Harry and Neville worked silently throughout the potion never missing a step and completing it perfectly, they bottled it up in several phials with clear labels on them and placed one on Snape's desk with the rest going in their bags. They quickly cleaned their stations and spoke in low voices, they pointedly ignored the looks they were receiving and planned their actions in their next classes,
"If we keep it up it'll be fun, just picture Granger's face when we both wipe the floor with her easily." Harry whispered and Neville snickered obviously picturing it, neither of them noticed that Harry had called Hermione by her surname.
"This year is set to be much more eventful," Neville muttered and Harry smirked.
"You have no idea Nev," They were dismissed and they were the first out of the room finally giving in to the laughter they had been suppressing.
"We will have to do that more often, their faces." Neville gasped.
"Snape's face when you said he interrupted us was something I would pay to see again." Harry coughed out. They ate a quick lunch before heading to charms and Harry sat with Neville ignoring the looks thrown his way when he got the spells correct faster than Hermione who was glaring daggers at him, her look transferred on to Neville when the other lion got the spell seconds after Harry; like it was their fault. In transfiguration when Prof. McGonagall congratulated Harry on his O, Ron and Hermione were practically spitting with rage and jealousy, something both Harry and Neville found highly amusing, they were starting animagi and Harry already had his form (Black phoenix mistaken light animals because there in the phoenix family but there dark and violent.) but didn't mention it quite yet. At dinner Harry carried on ignoring his 'best friends' continuing to speak to Neville when Prof. McGonagall came over.
"Potter, Granger, Weasley you are needed in the Headmasters office straight after dinner please." She told them and Harry bit back a groan, he didn't want to be dealing with the Order of the Flaming Chickens tonight, he nodded though because it would be highly suspicious if he would have complained. Muttering a quick goodbye to Neville, Harry ran to the tower using his shortcuts to dump his bag and fish out his invisibility cloak so he could get to the second meeting, he stroked Poison and headed to the Headmasters office to do the tedious task of guessing the password.
Your Lucky I don't hurt for how you are speaking to your master and you have no idea what I'm capable of said Harry coldly.
Snape felt shivers.
Many felft shivers from his time.
"Lemon drop?" No luck.
"Acid pops." He didn't have time for this.
"Ice mice." Harry really hated the man behind the statue.
"Blood pops?" Apparently not, Harry continued this until he finally yelled,
"Oh I don't know Liquorish wand!" And the gargoyle leapt aside revealing the moving staircase, when the old fool was finally gone Harry was going to make sure the password was never a sweet again, Tom wanted to be the headmaster so he had hope. Fuming and mentally counting in his head, Harry hurried up and knocked on the door.
"Enter," Harry rearranged his face to a pleasant curiosity and pushed open the door, nodding politely to everyone in the room.
"Good evening Harry," Dumbledore greeted warmly, "Where are Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger?" Harry shrugged and took a seat looking around he feigned interest.
"Where's Lupin?" Harry asked after he had looked around the room twice establishing Remus wasn't there.
"We will wait for- ah here they are." Dumbledore smiled as Weasley and Granger entered the room followed by McGonagall.
"Sorry headmaster, it's usually Harry that guesses the password." Ron said stiffly throwing Harry the evil eye as if it was his fault, Harry just rolled his eyes when the red head had turned away.
"Today we have some unfortunate news; we have found the remains of Emmeline Vance." Dumbledore said gravely causing gasps, Harry's eyes widened in anticipation about his art work, he wondered who had to go and find her, he had made sure it was preserved for them to see and his message was so kind.
"What do you mean remains Headmaster." Molly asked tentatively and many others were looking at him warily, Dumbledore sighed slowly and Harry focussed on the man waiting to hear about it.
"It was a horrific sight; she had been brutally raped and had multiple knife wounds. Her eye and heart were removed whilst she was alive and her ribs were scattered through the room. This was indeed the work of the assassin Sang Lys." Dumbledore explained sadly and Harry relished in the description of his work it was a pretty good one he thought. They didn't mention the blood splatter or the carvings he had given her, but he could forgive the minor details this once.
"How do we know it was Sang Lys?" Moody demanded gruffly and Harry was internally indignant, of course it was his work it was genius.
"Sang Lys left a message written in blood and signed it, it seems the assassin has established a mark." Dumbledore explained and Harry fought hard not to grin when Snape's right shoulder twitched, he decided to warm the mark alerting his toy that he was around because he felt particularly vindictive, he bit his tongue to stop his snickering when Snape's eyes widened slightly and he rolled his shoulder.
"What was the message and what is the mark." Dedalus Diggle piped in nervously.
"The mark is a blood red lily and the message was a poem, it read: Silent and deadly, I come in the night I'm taking out your forces and leaving and fright. I know you, you know me, the light aint so light Now darkness is free." Dumbledore told them all, whispers broke out at the poem and Harry bit back a grin, they were scared of him and now they knew his calling card, they would know what to watch out for and what to expect when they saw it.
"What does it mean Albus?" McGonagall asked the headmaster, she was paler than normal as was the rest of the group, it made Harry feel warm.
"I do not know, but we will work hard to find out exactly who this monster is and destroy him." He stated and there were fierce nods throughout the room, Harry mentally scoffed, he would get them before they got him.
"Headmaster, where is Remus?" Tonks asked softly, Harry noted the metamorph cared for the werewolf a great deal and he would have to speak with Remus about it, the aged Headmaster sighed.
"I'm afraid the assassin was at work again." He answered her and Harry set forward quickly.
"What, what happened now?" Harry demanded making himself sound worried, Dumbledore eyed Harry uneasily.
"We found Remus' cottage burned to the ground with the remains of his body left everything else destroyed, with the assassin's mark and another message."
"NO!" Harry and Tonks yelled in despair, Harry dragged his knees up to his chest and fake sobbed in to his hands, but he couldn't manage tears as he was trying not to laugh as he knew exactly where his uncle was, so there was only one thing for it. Gritting his teeth, Harry cast a strong stinging hex to his groin bringing instant tears to his eyes making them stream down his face.
"What was the message?" Tonks demanded through her tears, her hair was glowing a fiery red showing her anger and Harry knew that he wasn't faking it.
"Your numbers are falling, I'm killing them off, you don't seem to care, you just scoff, faking your kindness, feigning you smile, it won't last long, I'll see you in a while." Dumbledore recited calmly, Harry could see the old man was secretly pleased that Remus was dead, it made him sick that he could throw someone away like they were nothing, someone who had stuck by him through the first war and placed himself in so much danger under his order. The old man was a glory hunter.
"Why, why didn't you protect him?" Harry yelled letting the tears flow down his face for everyone to see, he was in a great deal of pain so it wasn't that difficult to keep them going. Dumbledore gave him a sad, and fake, look,
"Harry it was an unexpected hit I-." Harry didn't let him even bother with the useless excuses, even if Remus was alive Harry didn't want to hear the man pretended he cared and so he cut him off.
"Unexpected! We have wands! You could have warded or even fidilius'd his house, but no, the last member of my family lost to your bloody Order, all of them gone and I'm sick of it." He shouted at the man jumping to his feet in his rage, with that he turned and wrenched open the door and slammed it shut, snickering in his hand and thanking his lucky stars he didn't limp or wince when he left the room, Harry threw on his cloak and waited silently for the meeting to finish. When the door opened again signalling the end of the meeting, Harry slipped in and went to a dark corner of the office so he wouldn't be noticed, he was surprised to see Snape wasn't in the room and wondered why the potions master wasn't needed.
Congratulations your an great actor Said tom clapping.
Dumbledore can't believe he was fooled.
Ron and Hermione pale remembering his conversation.
Dumbledore also paled
"Well, the good news is that we don't have to dirty our hands removing the wolf from our problem." Dumbledore said somewhat happily, Harry bit back a snarl.
"That's good, but I wonder sir if this will push him away?" Hermione queried.
"It shouldn't. Once he comes around and realises he has no one but you two he will be fine, plus the fake prophecy that both Potter and Riddle believe in is still on his mind and he knows that he must fight. When he dies it will be for the greater good and you both will be known for you outstanding devotion for the boy-who-lived. The prophecy was faked to rid ourselves of Voldemort with some worthy sacrifices, I had young Severus overhear it deliberately and I didn't remove Pettigrew when I discovered he was the spy because Voldemort had to go, now we have still got the boy, but we can use this to our advantage." Dumbledore explained. Harry was mad, scratch that he was fuming and his mind was slowly clouding over from rational to kill.
His parents died because of Dumbledore's games, for the greater good; the man just signed his death twice over. Harry felt like he had been kicked in the stomach and his vision blurred, his parents, he had got past the Dark Lord killing them because it was war and the man was honest in his intentions, he had always said those who apposed him would be killed and Harry got that, it was the unwritten rules in a war; you knew you could be killed. He had turned his hatred towards Pettigrew because the rat had been a friend, he had the ones who had truly killed them because he had been trusted and he handed them over without a second thought. He had been the reason that his parents had been taken from him and he had been the one to fate him to the Dursley's loving care. Then he had discovered that Dumbledore had kept Sirius away from him, Dumbledore had been the one to make sure he had suffered along with Pettigrew even if none of them cast the curse.
But this was something different, this was beyond what he could comprehend, Dumbledore created the target on their heads, Dumbledore had kept Pettigrew around to leak information to the Dark Lord, Dumbledore had oversaw everything leaving him with nothing and it was too much for him to understand. Their voices drifted back over and Harry tried to focus on them pushing his mental anguish to the back of his mind,
"Even with him knowing the fake prophecy, his reaction today shows he might not be that submissive anymore." Moody bit out.
"How has he been today?"
"In potions however much I want to I couldn't fault him, both him and Longbottom made a perfect draught of living death without instructions." Hermione ground out.
"In charms and transfiguration he was perfect again McGonagall even congratulated him on his perfect O." Ron spat.
"He even completed the spells first." Granger said angrily.
"I want to know where he got all this talent from, are you sure the magical bind you placed on him hasn't failed?" Ron questioned and Harry stumbled, it was like a physical blow to him, he needed to leave, he had to get out before it was too late.
"No of course it hasn't failed I put it on myself." Dumbledore snapped.
"Well we will have to dumb down his studies, bring him in to Quidditch things like that." Hermione stated in a matter of fact tone.
"I will see you both next week after the order meeting again but we will have to mix these meeting up or he will notice." Harry snuck out with Weasley and bolted back to the tower using as many passageways as he knew, he ripped through the portrait all and up to his dorm. Harry didn't realise he was crying when he fell in to the room, but Neville did and was alarmed to see his friend in such a state.
Harry tripped over to his trunk and tugged out a small black box and he threw on tight navy jeans, a black shirt and his black basilisk books, he donned the invisibility cloak again and ran back out using the map. He was so out of it he didn't see or notice anyone, his breath was coming in short, harsh pants and he got to the second corridor as quickly as possible. He didn't even bother with stairs when he opened the chamber, he just jumped and closed the sink as he rushed down the pipe, and as soon as he was on his feet he was opening his box and throwing on his guise. Harry portkey'd away when his mask was in place and when he landed in the study it was apparent to Remus and Tom that there was something wrong with the teen, he was stiff as a board and his hand were shaking.
Almost everyone gasp and glare at Dumbledore
Harry looks at Dumbledore with hated.
Snape was also shocked
Harry smirked remembering his killing spree.
"Harry cub, what's wrong," Remus asked him worriedly, that seemed to be it for the teen because he choked out a sob and just collapsed. Remus was at his side in an instant as was Tom, but Harry barely noticed them as he gripped his head crying for everything he had lost, everything that had been stolen from him because of a meddling old man.
"Harry, what is it?"
"He took them from me," Harry got out, "He took everything from me," the adults exchanged worried glances,
"Have you come from an Order meeting?" Tom asked calmly and Harry nodded,
"He set them up, he used them for his won goals to rule. They were simply worthy sacrifices for the Greater Good." Remus has a very bad feeling about this, he didn't want to believe it, but he asked anyway.
"Who?"
"My mum and dad, he created the prophecy to destroy Tom and he had it overheard on purpose, he knew they were going to be killed and he planned it. He knew the rat was the spy, but he didn't do anything because he had already planned everything." There was a double intake of breath,
"He what?"
"Everything was set up by him, the prophecy, the leak, Sirius, the Dursley's, school, everything." Harry's voice had calmed slightly, but his mind was flashing with memories, everything that had happened to him was running in his mind and it was then the rage came. Dumbledore had taken everything from him, Dumbledore had ruined the beginning of his life because he was seeking power, Dumbledore planned his game so it would pan out exactly how he wanted, but Harry wasn't playing anymore. He would crush them, he would destroy everything they held dear until they all had nothing; he would win.
He had stiffened up alarmingly and Remus was more than a little wary, the Dark Lord knew exactly what was going to happen as he felt the growing rage through their link and he wisely backed away motioning for Remus to do the same. Just in time because Harry's magic came out in his anger and he gracefully got to his feet, cold rage was rolling off of him and his eyes which were usually a vivid AK green were now a flat black.
"I'll kill them," He said in a icy hiss, "I'll kill them all," he vanished in a swarm of magic. He appeared in Privet Drive, Sang Lys took out his wand and proceeded to blow up all the cars brining people out screaming, where he just sliced them down with a flick of his wand. 7 aurors appeared making Sang Lys laugh manically; he engaged them in a fierce dual taking out 4 and injuring the others
So to was you who went on killing spree said bones
Everyone gasped.
He ripped through the street destroying everything in his wake and he paid extra attention to number 4, he made the house catch fire and grinned when the whales and the horse ran out yelling. He brought his wand down in a slashing motion and laughed when Vernon was split down the middle and he was forcefully turned inside out, Petunia screamed for her husband and Dudley was crying. He turned to his beloved cousin next and he used the imperious curse to make him beat himself to death while Petunia screamed herself hoard, laughing loudly and twirling in the centre of the flames, Sang Lys brought her attention to him and he gave a cheerful wave,
The death eaters where amazed
The Hogwarts students look in in horror.
The younger years flinch at the brutal deaths.
"YOU MONSTER," She shrieked and he laughed again.
"I know, and you helped create me." He told her skipping over, she scurried back Sang Lys smirked, he took off his mask and faced her, she paled and began stuttering.
"Y-y-you!"
"Goodbye Aunt Petunia," Harry told her with a twisted smile, he flicked his hand as her intestines were ripped from her body, he relished as she screamed and screamed and began choking on her own blood. Sang Lys waved and ran off sending more fire curses to make sure everything was truly on the ground, he threw his mark in the air with a glowing red message underneath:
Closer and closer
But I'm still outta reach
I came and I went
And yet you don't teach
The boys not so hidden
I found his family you see
So much for protection
You'll never stop me.
Bella was enjoying the destruction.
Everyone in shock.
Tom was amazed watching what he did.
With one last manic grin Sang Lys apperated away landing in the centre of London, he caused 4 explosions and went about cursing and spraying blood covering himself in it, he didn't care that his hair was soaked or his cloak was sodden; he needed to hurt. He bounced around enjoying the screaming and the chaos, he stopped in front of the London eye and he threw up his second mark and message:
I've come out to play
You've angered me
They disrupted my fun
I had to leave you see
Now the blood will spill
People will die
You'll know it's me
Just look in the sky.
Disapperating to Godrics Hollow, Sang Lys threw out curse after curse, destroying the peaceful village that he used to call home before Dumbledore destroyed him, he sliced through many witches and wizards releasing all of his anger and sorrow that had built up. Some order members arrived and Sang Lys blasted through them like they were insects. He sent up a 3rd mark and message directly above the graveyard of his parents as a reminder for Dumbledore:
Everyone look in horror at the massacre
All Hogwarts students were Terrified now the they knew not to make Harry Angry and suffer his wrath.
Dumbledore was very angry at seeing godric hollow being destroyed.
All those deaths the other professors thought.
You take out your own,
When they don't play your game
Now I'm helping
It's just the same
Your lies are twisted
Your reasons are fake
You betrayed your own
Now a monster is awake
Dumbledore had created what he was today, so Dumbledore would pay Harry thought viciously, Sang Lys waved cheerfully as aurors appeared just as he disaperated. He chose his final place and landed in Hogsmead, ripping through the town eagerly letting the screams run through him making him feel alive. Sang Lys ploughed through the people streaming on the street getting sprayed in blood and loving every minute of it and he was grinning wildly as the order turned up. Throwing a blasting hex at Moody, cutting curse at Shacklebolt and AK'ing Podmore, Sang Lys threw up his final mark and message:
Everyone shock that one man has done all that damage
Tom was glad he wasn't enemies with Harry.
Death at your doorstep
I'm closing in
Your betrayal caused this
Dark will win
You should have kept to the truth
But you didn't you lied
Secrets are spilling
You better hide.
Grabbing two unconscious witches Sang Lys apperated to Riddle manor just as Dumbledore arrived at the scene. He dragged the woman to the dungeons shackling them to the wall and taking there wands, he walked back up to the study and whatever conversation they were having before was silenced when he walked in. He was a sight stood in the doorway, there was blood running from him freely and his eyes were still extremely dark, there was a twisted smile on his face which wasn't in the slight bit reassuring either.
"What on earth happened to you?" Remus asked.
"Check the paper tomorrow and you will see, I vented my anger." Sang Lys sighed happily.
"Do you feel better now?" Tom asked him,
"Yes, I feel refreshed. I won't be ok until Dumbledore and his pricks are being tortured under my wand, I look forward to the day I break them." Harry said tilting his head slightly, he took of his mask and wiped the blood of which was running down his face.
"What else did you find out in this meeting?" Remus asked carefully, he didn't know what he would do if there was anything more that night, he had already ripped though many dummies with his wand and his bare hands. Fury had coursed through him like never before, it was one thing to hear that the old man had set up Sirius, but to find out he had planned everything, James, Lily, Frank, Alice, it was beyond unforgivable and Remus was counting down the days until Dumbledore would be a broken old man. He had also saw first hand what happened when the Dark Lord got angry, the man completely lost his temper and more then a few things exploded in his rage, Remus was amazed and terrified as he saw the raging magic whip around the man and tear through anything it came in to contact with. He was brought out his musings by Harry's ice cold laugh, it was down right chilling and his eyes flared back to their AK green,
"Dumbledore spoke about another of his bright ideas," Harry told them, he was smiling, but there was nothing pleasant about the expression. "And I discovered that he thought it a good idea to place a magical bind on me."
"He. Did. What." Tom hissed fuming, his eyes were glowing they rubies in the low light and his magic was beginning to flare around him.
"Oh yes,"
"He could have killed you, he could still kill you." Remus snarled furiously, his eyes were shining amber as the wolf came forward.
"It has to be removed as soon as possible." Tom got out with difficulty, "The old man has gone further than even I thought he would,"
"He, I haven't even got any words for him." Remus shook his head, he was clenching and unclenching his fists in a bid to control his rage.
"Are you going to be able to go back to the school without killing the old fool?" Tom questioned and Harry nodded,
"I'm alright now, it just came at a shock."
"I second that."
"On a more cheerful note Moony, you're officially dead." Harry mentioned.
"Oh the joy," Remus called sarcastically.
"Well my acting skills were something else." Harry laughed falling back to himself, he hadn't forgotten what Dumbledore had done, but he was unable to do anything until they had everything else in order, until that point he wasn't going to dwell on something he had already lost.
"Throwing on the waterworks for this old wolf did you." Remus snickered and Harry winced.
"If only it was that easy."
"Wasn't it? Usually your acting skills are amazing." The Dark Lord complimented and Harry looked at them in despair.
"I couldn't bring the tears but I knew I must, th-there was -no other way."
"What did you do?"
"I was for a good cause I needed the tears and I tried every trick I knew."
"What! What did you do?" Remus asked frantically. Harry looked down closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Strong stinging hex to the groin," He whispered falling to the floor dramatically; both men winced looking at him as if he had grown second head and third arm.
Everyone man wince
"Are you mad?" Voldemort questioned in disbelief, Harry shook his head slowly grimacing.
"Cub," Remus began slowly sounding as if he was in pain. "Stinging hex mild or strong to that area should NEVER happen especially self-giving." He put a lot of emphasis on the 'never'.
"I know, but it brought the necessary tears and I managed to walk out without wincing or limping. It was a sacrifice I was willing to make for the needed situation," Harry said solemnly, "Anyway what's between you and a lovely metamorph by the name of Tonks then Moony?" Remus went pale.
"Shit, Tonks." The wolf cursed.
"What about her?" Voldemort asked.
"She's like my little sister, I was he rock when Sirius went, she hates Dumbledore and the Order with a burning passion and was only there because of me, I don't know what she will do now, she's kinda unstable." He explained rubbing his face.
"Unstable?" Tom repeated,
"Yeah, the Black blood didn't miss her out."
"Wonderful, another Bella on our hands." Tom drawled pinching the bridge of his nose, Harry couldn't help snicker at that, Bella may be Tom's favourite, but everyone knew she was insane.
"She's teaching this year, but I like her and I don't want Dumbledore deciding she's also expendable, right let me sort it." Harry muttered walking out the room.
"Where are you going?" Tom called after the retreating figure.
"To release my pent up frustrations, shower and go back to school." Was the shouted reply he gave and they exchanged looks.
"Torture some people who got in the way then."
"Pretty much, back to planning raids?"
"I suppose, one would think that there wouldn't be so much paper work to do but no that's all I seem to get." The Dark Lord sighed as he and Vilkas went back to the sheets of parchment they were working over.
"He will be ok, won't he?" Remus asked Tom after a few minutes, the Dark Lord didn't answer immediately,
"I think as long as he has something to work towards them he will be fine," He said eventually, "However, he's going to have many triggers and we have to hope that they don't occur at the school."
"Praying to Merlin then?"
"Pretty much,"
"Wonderful," Remus sighed,
"Dumbledore does that," Tom pointed out, and Remus nodded; the old man would pay for his crimes.
Everyone but the Harry and Tom and remus were in shock.
You under arrest for massacre, multiple counts of murder as etc..
My cover blown how unfortunate Harry thought.