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Gtg kill the world now.

*smirks and creates shadow clone of self* Here you can have your way with him.

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Harry Potter fan fic...well part of it.

Harry laughed at the images before him. Images of all his ‘friends’. He sat in the library of the now rebuilt Godric’s Hollow and laughed. Ever since Voldermort’s death he had seen the truth. He was stronger then them, better then them so why shouldn’t he rule? He would let some live and some would die. Like that fool Snape when he got in his way. He had been a quick and merciless kill.

Then there was Draco. A fool at times but then showed his true colors. He had never wanted to be under Voldermort’s rule. He wanted things his way and had jumped at Harry’s offer of a partnership. Harry may still hate Draco for being an @$$ all those years but he was useful.

Then there were the two Weasleys who would escape his wrath. Ron and Ginny. He would spare Ron because he was absorbing the darkness and Ginny? Well Draco wanted her for himself to have as a toy. Then there was Luna. The ditzy girl who loved Ron but didn’t know it. That was his reason for letting her live.

Now there was Hermione as well. His little Mione. He chuckled as he thought of how she had changed. The once bubbly, happy, book smart, library loving girl he had known had changed when the darkness had reached her. She wasn’t bubbly anymore but was still the same except for the way she acted now. When she was Harry she would act like the most desirable vixen but to others who weren’t okay by Harry or hers standards she would act cold to them. In fact as of right now she was walking up behind Harry and hugged him.

“So who’s going to die next?” she whispered into his ear as she crept to in front of him still hugging him.

“I don’t know. The Weasleys we want dead are dead. Most of our old friends are dead. Maybe some of the old Death Eaters who wouldn’t convert to our side.” Harry replied and chuckled as Hermione settled down into his lap.

“Good idea. I never liked those guys for interrupting the world cup. You liked it so much and it was a shame to see you angry.” Hermione said and nibbled on Harry’s ear.

“Should we torture them or do a quick kill?” Harry asked as he began to kiss Hermione’s neck.

“Mm torture.” Hermione moaned out as Harry hit a sensitive spot on her neck.

“You or the death eaters?” Harry asked with a slight chuckle.

“Both.” Hermione replied and kissed Harry hard on the lips.

“Fine then.” Harry said and bit down on Hermione’s neck.

Hermione’s reaction was a sharp intake of breath and a throaty moan. Sadly they were interrupted when Ron and Draco entered the room. “Ugh. I thought you said you wouldn’t do that if we were in the house.” Ron stated and put on a disgusted face.

“Yeah Potter. Just because you and Granger love each other doesn’t mean that we want to see it.” Draco sneered at Harry.

Before Harry could react Hermione did. “Frankly Malfoy it’s not half as bad as you and Ginny. At least Harry and I are both willing.” she said and stuck her tongue out at Draco.

Yes it seems that darkness is only friendly or bright with other darkness. “It’s still not a pleasant sight Hermione.” Ron muttered and fell backwards into a overstuffed armchair.

“Ron we’ve seen worse with you and Luna.” Harry retaliated and made the red head blush.

It was funny. They had all changed. The men becoming taller and more muscle built and the women becoming bustier and their hips widening. A true hourglass figure. The four sat there with Harry wearing a pair of black dress pants, a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up not tucked in with no shoes and Ron and Draco wore the same except for Ron wearing a red dress shirt and Draco wearing a green one. Hermione was wearing a black and red corset that accentuated her assets with a black gem in between her cleavage from a black chain and a long black skirt.

“Yeah well at least we try to cover it up.” Ron muttered and slunk down into the chair with a pout and his arms crossed.

can't talk right now. balls hurt. damn you wulf

*grins and ruffles your hair and then transports us to where Beast and Ana are* whoot (said in flase cheer with wrist rotation) *holds up big card that say 7.4

The wulf is a poo head

Wanna go bug Beast and Anna?

don't worry *gives you gills and a pitcher of water* there now you don't HAVE to breathe