Post by Anime Monster on Nov 14, 2005 22:13:47 GMT -5
This is the toned down version. In other words, it has all the bad *cough*good*cough* stuff cut from it. This would be the version I would publish on ff.net if I was still posting fics there. I'm only doing this because I told a few people I'd try reworking this fic into a PG-13 level fic.
Disclaimer: If I owned it Ginny would never be with Harry and this would be book seven ^_^
Author's Note: I tried to start this story awhile ago, but The Silver Snitch, the site I was going to publish it on, died on me. So now I'm pulling it out of the closet and rewriting it.
Warning: Slash, Het, and s*x abound. Lots of violence, some angst, unbelievable happenings, and character deaths. SPOILERS FOR HBP!
Rating: PG-13, this version only for the more mature version get the password for the HP Above Teen section.
Summary: Using the oldest trick in the book Harry is going to win the war by destroying Voldemort from the inside out, literally. HBP SPOILERS!
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"It is our choices...that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."
--J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
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Clothes lay scattered around the simple, yet elegant, bedroom who's center point was a large four poster bed in which slept two people, a man and a woman. At least one of them slept, the other, the male, was wide awake, his emerald green eyes counting the ceiling tiles, not that they were actually tiles, but planks of wood.
He was waiting to make sure the woman beside him was in a deep sleep before he left, it was after all a one night stand, and the man didn't even like the woman. In fact, he hated her with a passion.
She mumbled something, her fingers brushed against his jet black hair as she rolled over, away from him, as if sensing his loathing and malevolent thoughts that involved her in varying degrees of pain resulting in her long drawn out and anything but painless death.
He was only with her for one reason. She knew some information he needed and while he could have legilimens her mind and extracted the information followed by an Obliviate, powerful witches and wizards could get rid of those covers, and when one was betraying a very powerful wizard one could not obliviate one of his most trusted followers.
Bellatrix Lestrange still had her uses to the man who was now quietly getting out of bed. She provided an excellent cover for him to destroy the horcrux which she had been entrusted with protecting. Yes, the Dark Lord had entrusted something so precious to one of his followers.
It took forever to get it out of her, he had gotten her drunk and taken her to bed until she finally reveled, unintentionally, of course, to him what he wanted. It was quiet ingenious.
He slowly crept to where she threw his robe and slid it on, hiding the dark splotch marring his perfect skin.
It was a splotch that was imperative to his goal and it resided on his left arm. The Dark Mark...
End Chapter
Next Time: Harry reminisces towards what happened.
As I said, the better version, which doesn't truly go above R for a couple more chapters, after all it can't be all whips and roses, is under the Above Teen section. This version is already two chapters behind the other, at least when I type up chapter 3 it will be.
Disclaimer: If I owned it Ginny would never be with Harry and this would be book seven ^_^
Author's Note: I tried to start this story awhile ago, but The Silver Snitch, the site I was going to publish it on, died on me. So now I'm pulling it out of the closet and rewriting it.
Warning: Slash, Het, and s*x abound. Lots of violence, some angst, unbelievable happenings, and character deaths. SPOILERS FOR HBP!
Rating: PG-13, this version only for the more mature version get the password for the HP Above Teen section.
Summary: Using the oldest trick in the book Harry is going to win the war by destroying Voldemort from the inside out, literally. HBP SPOILERS!
Deception is the Point of Winning
Chapter 1: Sleeping with the Enemy
[/b]Chapter 1: Sleeping with the Enemy
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"It is our choices...that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."
--J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
____________________________________________[/center]
Clothes lay scattered around the simple, yet elegant, bedroom who's center point was a large four poster bed in which slept two people, a man and a woman. At least one of them slept, the other, the male, was wide awake, his emerald green eyes counting the ceiling tiles, not that they were actually tiles, but planks of wood.
He was waiting to make sure the woman beside him was in a deep sleep before he left, it was after all a one night stand, and the man didn't even like the woman. In fact, he hated her with a passion.
She mumbled something, her fingers brushed against his jet black hair as she rolled over, away from him, as if sensing his loathing and malevolent thoughts that involved her in varying degrees of pain resulting in her long drawn out and anything but painless death.
He was only with her for one reason. She knew some information he needed and while he could have legilimens her mind and extracted the information followed by an Obliviate, powerful witches and wizards could get rid of those covers, and when one was betraying a very powerful wizard one could not obliviate one of his most trusted followers.
Bellatrix Lestrange still had her uses to the man who was now quietly getting out of bed. She provided an excellent cover for him to destroy the horcrux which she had been entrusted with protecting. Yes, the Dark Lord had entrusted something so precious to one of his followers.
It took forever to get it out of her, he had gotten her drunk and taken her to bed until she finally reveled, unintentionally, of course, to him what he wanted. It was quiet ingenious.
He slowly crept to where she threw his robe and slid it on, hiding the dark splotch marring his perfect skin.
It was a splotch that was imperative to his goal and it resided on his left arm. The Dark Mark...
End Chapter
Next Time: Harry reminisces towards what happened.
As I said, the better version, which doesn't truly go above R for a couple more chapters, after all it can't be all whips and roses, is under the Above Teen section. This version is already two chapters behind the other, at least when I type up chapter 3 it will be.