The Real Harry Potter

"Harry..." Dumbledore spoke after realizing something. "...how did you know that Barty Crouch Junior was Moody?"

"I had been in Moody's office a few times throughout the year, Selena noticed that there were two people in the office."

"Selena?" Dumbledore blinked, remembering that name as the one that had come out of the goblet during the hostage selection. He never did ask Harry about it, at the start the time was never right and after he had always had more important concerns. Harry suddenly started hissing, Dumbledore's horror grew when he saw a big snake slide out of Harry's right sleeve. "A basilisk?!" Dumbledore hissed with disbelief.

"Her name is Selena," Harry said as he kissed her forehead. "isn't she the cutest?" Harry grinned. "Remember my snake tattoo? You're looking at her." Harry added as he gestured to Selena.

"She's a dark creature!"

"She's also more loyal to me than you are," Harry countered. "she's never tried to harm me and trick me, she views me as her father, and admittedly I view her like my own child." Harry paused to hiss to Selena who hissed back at Harry, Harry smiled at her. "You wouldn't harm daddy." He said before repeating it in parsletounge, Selena appeared to have agreed as she slid her face close to his and rubbed against his cheek, Harry kissed her forehead before he continued speaking to Dumbledore. "In Moody's office she was able to detect that there was more than one person in the room, I already suspected Moody of being up to something, in my experience it is nearly always the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. So with the help of Rita Skeeter I was able to catch him off guard and stun him."

"Rita?!" Dumbledore blurted out in confusion. "What does Rita Skeeter have to do with this?!"

"Quite a lot actually," Harry chuckled. "you see when I...'broke the chains' and 'cut the string', becoming my 'true self', I had a lot of pent up aggression and anger, years worth, and I needed to release at least a little bit of it. I chose a target, the stupid reporter who kept trying to ruin my reputation, I ended up forcing her into a unbreakable vow. An unbreakable vow to never knowingly or intentionally harm me in any way, it seemed so simple to her, but only after did she realize that I could essentially make her do anything by saying it would harm me if she didn't."

"You...you've fallen so far." Dumbledore in a sad and disappointed voice, looking like somebody had ripped his heart out.

"I think I've risen actually, I mean I'm not the one who is poisoned and chained to a basin in a cave." Harry argued. "Anyway I had contacted Rita one day, ordered her to come help me out while I had Dobby sneak some truth serum out of Snape's potion stores. I visited him late one night, intent on getting answers."

"Professor Moody," Fourth year Harry said as he entered the Defense classroom. "are you busy?"

"Potter?" A gruff voice came and a few seconds later Moody limped out of his office and down towards Harry. "It's past curfew Potter, you had better have a good reason for coming here." He said as he stepped in front of Harry, not noticing the beetle that had flown out of Harry's pockets and around him.

"Actually yes I do sir," Harry nodded. "it's actually about how I...watch out!" Harry suddenly cried as he pulled out his wand and used his free hand to point behind Moody, but it was unnecessary as Moody's magic eye had already seen Rita transform, Moody span around and was about to blast her, but he discounted Harry who was close enough to quickly hit him with a stunner to his lower leg. "Nice timing." Harry said to Rita before he levitated Moody into a chair, he began checking him for any secret portkeys and wands.

"This is very illegal!" Rita pointed out.

"You're an illegal animagus who spies on people, I don't think you have much room to talk." Harry said once he had finished, he waved his wand and tied Moody up. "Dobby." Harry called and a second later the elf popped in, a potion in one hand and the marauders map in the other.

"Dobby has it." Dobby said as he handed Harry some truth serum.

"Thanks. Harry smiled as he put a few drops of it into Moody's mouth before handing it back to dobby.

"Master Harry," Dobby spoke. "Dobby be checking yous map," Dobby said. "looks." He showed the map at Harry who frowned when he noticed that it showed 'Barty Crouch' standing next to him and not Moody. Harry jabbed his wand at Moody, waking him up.

"What is your name?" Harry asked.

"B...Barty Crouch junior!" The man answered, unable to fight the truth serum. Harry heard Rita gasp but ignored her.

"Who are you working for?" Harry asked, despite feeling like he already knew the answer.

"The dark lord." Barty answered, Harry wasn't very surprised but did think it was a good thing to confirm it.

"What is Voldemort's plan?" Harry asked. He continued to interrogate him for several more minutes, once he was done he stunned him.

"That...is unbelievable." Rita shook her head.

"That's my life." Harry shrugged.

"Once we were done we obliviated him and let him think that his plan was going perfectly, I played along of course." Harry smirked. "When I had time I researched the ritual that Voldemort was planning to use."

"It's an evil ritual." Dumbledore frowned.

"Indeed," Harry nodded in agreement. "but I needed to what it was and how it worked. Once I got all the necessary information I came up with a plan."

"Who helped you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Come now Dumbledore," Harry laughed. "you know that the hat wanted to put me in Slytherin, and it wasn't because it thought that I looked good in green robes. One day I snuck into the graveyard where Thomas Riddle Senior was buried, I placed some of my blood on the bones and made them absorb it. What do you think happens then?"

"Those bones...Voldemort used them in his ritual...but they had your blood in them...that..."

"Royally fucks up the ritual," Harry completed for him. "and then when I was captured Wormtail was supposed to forcibly take my blood. Tell me, what happens when I also willingly give my blood?" Harry grinned as realization hit Dumbledore's face. "The magic from my blood in his bones plus my willingly given blood messed up his ritual enough to make him my personal dark lord."

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