The Real Harry Potter

Eventually it was Harry's birthday, and it was easily one of his better ones. He had spent the day with Sirius, Tonks, Fleur and the Tonks family going to various places, they went to a bowling alley and a cinema plus an excellent fast food restaurant. Harry had also had gifts sent to him from Ginny, the chasers, Astoria and her friends plus Daphne and Tracy.

At the end of the day Harry had walked into his bedroom only to be surprised when he saw Tonks and Fleur sitting together in his bed, each wearing no clothes and were covered up to their chests by the bed sheets.

"Wotcher Harry!" Tonks grinned at him.

"Hello Harry, are you ready for our birthday presents?" Fleur asked in a seductive tone. Harry pulled his clothes off so fast that the girls briefly wondered if he had done magic to get them off.

"Um...yeah." Harry nodded.

"Great," Tonks grinned even wider. "but first how about a game?"

"A game?" Harry asked, wondering what the fun loving metamorphamaugus had planned.

"Yeah," Tonks nodded. "close your eyes."

"Fine," Harry closed his eyes. "if I open them to find some prank then expect retaliation on your next birthday."

"Oh I wouldn't worry about that." Fleur's voice said and Harry could somehow hear the smirk.

"Open your eyes Harry." A different voice that sounded much like Fleur's spoke.

Harry opened his eyes to find two naked Fleur's standing in front of him with their hands on their hips and seductive smiles on their faces.

"Let's play guess the real Fleur." They both said at the same time in the exact same voice.

"Best...birthday...ever!" Harry smiled brightly.

"So Draco," Lord Voldemort said as he was sat and looked down at Draco, the death eaters were all kneeling before him with Draco at the front between Voldemort and the death eaters. Apophis was also present and was standing on the right of Voldemort while Nagini was sat on the opposite side. "you wish to join us? You wish to join our cause?" He asked in a soft voice.

"Yes my lord." Draco nodded quickly. "I would love to join and serve under you." Draco said, he didn't get to say anymore as Apophis had suddenly started hissing towards Voldemort. Voldemort briefly hissed back before turning his red eyes back onto Draco.

"Do tell me, young Draco, why you wish to join my cause?" Voldemort asked.

"I wish to follow in the footsteps of my father." Draco answered immediately.

"The father who had lost one of your lord's most prized possessions and is now currently being hunted by law enforcement?" Apophis asked, Draco got the feeling that he was raising an eyebrow under his hood. Lucius Malfoy had been hunted by the DMLE ever since Harry Potter's meeting with Amelia Bones, which was why the death eaters had to move to a different location for their headquarters. That was probably why Lucius was crucioed so hard and long that he was unable to attend this meeting.

"And...and I also wish to serve under you, my lord." Draco said quickly to Lord Voldemort.

"Why would that be Draco?" Lord Voldemort calmly asked, Draco blinked at the sudden questioning but knew better than to waste time so he quickly responded.

"Because you're the greatest wizard of all time, my lord." Draco answered.

"Flattery Draco?" Lord Voldemort chuckled. "Do tell me, what can you bring to me? What can you contribute?"

"My lord, I am a great wizard, naturally not one of your caliber, but I am a great wizard. You can ask Professor Snape."

"The idiot who happens to be your godfather." Apophis reminded him, not caring that Snape was kneeling in the crowd along with the others. "That stupid half-bloods voice matters little since the slimy little bastard can't even understand how to spy properly." Apophis looked towards Snape's direction, it was clear to anyone with a sharp eye that he was hoping Snape would try something. The other death eaters also looked, most of them would not have cared too much if Snape got himself hurt.

Snape was far from popular with the death eaters for many reasons. Some of them were surprised to learn that he was a half-blood with a muggle father, some believed that he was a spy for Dumbledore, some felt that Snape's head had gotten too big and they felt like Snape thought that he was above them. Some of them weren't Slytherin's and knew what Snape had put their children through in school. That's not too mention that after the first war he got a cozy position at Hogwarts thanks to Dumbledore while many of them had to either bribe their way out, go into hiding or go to Azkaban.

Snape, while incredibly angered by how he was being talked about, did not react at all besides a slight tensing in the shoulders. Apophis's body language showed how disappointed he was at that, Voldemort gave him a smirk as if to say 'better luck next time'.

"My heir does bring up a good point, young Draco. In what way are you a good wizard?" Lord Voldemort asked. "I have spent some time learning about your behavior at school Draco. Outside of potions you are an average wizard at best, regularly getting beaten by mudbloods and blood traitors, even your potion scores do not really give me confidence in your abilities as it is obvious to anyone with the ability to think and five seconds of free time to think that Severus helps you out there.

Of course in your second year you had gotten onto the quidditch team thanks to a rather sizeable 'donation' from your father, which speaks less of your skill and more of your family's money which I already have access to thanks to your father. In your third year there was a incident with a...hippogriff...I believe. You had embarrassed yourself in front of the noble house of Slytherin by angering a wild beast then crying like a baby when it had struck your arm, only to have your father sweep in and try to have it executed."

"My lord..." Draco said in protest but quickly became silent when Apophis's wand flicked into his hand.

"As I was saying," Voldemort continued in a cold voice. "from what your actions in school have told me I do not see an able young man, I see a spoilt brat who was spared the rod far too often. If I had been in charge of raising you then you would have been much more disciplined."

"Not all of the blame can be placed on him," Apophis commented. "personally I blame the father. The mother came from a long line of excellent witches and wizards, most crazy in some form but never were any of them so stupid."

"Please my lord!" Draco begged. "Give me a chance! Just one! I will gladly help you wipe out the muggle filth and blood traitors." He said in a hopeful voice.

"Hmm." Voldemort looked thoughtful, he turned to Apophis and two began speaking to each other in parsletounge. Of course the rest could not understand as all they heard was hissing, though they did understand the 'slice his throat' gesture that Apophis had used midway through their conversation. A short while later the two turned to Draco. "Draco," Voldemort spoke, everyone in the room hanging on his every word. "my heir does not think that you're good enough to join our ranks and I agree, however we are both willing to give you a chance to prove us wrong."

"Oh thank you my lord!" Draco said quickly.

"I am giving you a choice Draco," Voldemort replied. "you will chose one task and the task that you have chosen will be completed if you wish to join, do you understand?"

"Yes my lord." Draco nodded.

"Good," Voldemort said with a lazy smile. "the first option is to kill my heir in a fight to the death." Voldemort said, Draco instantly looked at Apophis who looked more than ready to accept that fight. Draco let out a vey audible gulp. "I didn't think that you would like that one," Voldemort chuckled. "the second option is to fight your Aunt Bellatrix to the death." Voldemort said. Draco didn't like that option any better, his aunt may not have been the dark lord's heir but she was still famed for her skill with a wand. "Option three is to kill your father," Voldemort continued, Draco paled at that. "I can see that you don't like that, however there is one more option for you Draco. Would you like to know what that is?"

"Y...y...yes, yes my lord." Draco nodded.

"Y...y...yes my lord." Voldemort repeated in a mocking manner before he gave Draco an evil smile. "You will kill Albus Dumbledore."

Eventually Harry's summer ended and it was time to go back to school for his sixth year, after saying his goodbyes he entered the train and kept going until he found a compartment

"Hi guys," Harry said as he arrived into the compartment that Daphne and Tracy were in. "how was the summer?" Harry asked.

"It was fine." Both girls answered.

"What about your summer?" Tracy asked.

"Oh mine was great." Harry smiled.

"Slay any monsters?" Daphne asked in a joking tone.

"Regrettably the store ran out." Harry joked back. "Where's your little sister?"

"You know sometimes I think you two like each other more than you like me." Daphne frowned.

"What?!" Harry gasped in mock-surprise. "Of course not...yes, yes we do." He grinned.

"Prat." She reached over and slapped his arm.

"Tracy! Help! Abuse!"

"Do not involve me in whatever this shit is." Tracy chuckled.

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