Whatever It Takes... [HP X MCU (AU) Fanfic]

Harry flicked both of his hands in the air and blue flames erupted out of his hands, however, instead of burning anything, the flames rushed towards the edge of the island. "This will prevent your little pets from becoming an annoyance" Harry pointed out as the flames surrounded the island from all sides. Now, even if Voldemort tried something, the Inferies are not going to be a problem.

Even though there were hundreds of them hiding under the water, Harry wasn't afraid of them, but he simply didn't want to deal with so many of them since he had nothing to prove. "Now, what do you think about this? Your final resting place… Are you feeling nostalgic or something?" Harry asked as he waved around his hands.

Instead of answering, Voldemort simply glared at him furiously… "Not feeling like talking, are you?" Harry asked with a frown before nodding his head. "Understandable, but now I am feeling like I am bullying a kid" Harry griped unhappily, but there was no seriousness in his voice.

"Fuck! Now, I feel bad" Harry shook his head before he finally turned toward Voldemort and gave him an apologetic look, both of them knew that Harry was being anything but genuine. "Sorry man, I might have gone overboard" Harry apologized casually before Conjuring a small goblet in his hand. 

"Since I am feeling bad, I have decided to give you a chance…" Harry trailed off with an excited look on his face. "A chance to live!" Harry announced gleefully, making Voldemort blink in surprise. Was Potter being honest, or he was just making fun of him? When Potter brought him here, he was expecting to die, but now Potter was offering him a chance to live?

It sounded too good to be true…

"But, but, but… You are going to have to work for it" Harry revealed and Voldemort barely stopped himself from scoffing since he was already waiting for the other shoe to drop. He could already guess what Harry wanted him to do since the boy brought him here, but if Potter was really going to let him live then it was going to be worth it.

"So, you are just going to let me go?" Voldemort asked with a frown as he tried to stand up. To be honest, he didn't trust the boy, but he didn't have any other choice. After all, he was at the mercy of Harry Potter and he hated every moment of it.

"That's what I am saying" Harry confirmed with a nod of his head.

"How can I trust you? You could be simply playing a game with me" Voldemort asked as he stared at Harry suspiciously. Even without his Wand, he was not completely vulnerable, but he wasn't delusional to believe that he could beat Potter with his Wandless Magic. The last time he felt this vulnerable was when Dumbledore came to the orphanage to introduce him to Magic.

"The answer is, you don't" Harry answered with a shrug. "The truth is, you don't have any other choice. Your dairy? Gone. Slytherin's locket? Gone. Hufflepuff's Cup? Gone. Your Family Ring? Gone. Your snake, Nagini? Gone. All of your little anchors are destroyed except for the Ravenclaw's Diadem and if you want to keep it that way then you are going to play my game" Harry explained with a cold look on his face.

Voldemort felt chills run down his spine as Harry continued to reveal the fate of his Horcruxes. He would have loved to get something more as an assurance from Potter, but just like Potter said, he didn't have any other choice. "What do I have to do?" Voldemort asked while gritting his teeth in anger, frustration, and rage.

Harry smiled brightly at his words… "Nothing much-" Harry paused and handed the goblet in his hands to Voldemort "-You simply need to finish that Potion and abstain yourself from drinking water for at least an hour… If you can do that then I am not going to kill you" Harry revealed with a smile on his face.

Meanwhile, Voldemort grimaced at the challenge. He knew everything about the Drink of Despair since he was the one who placed it there in the first place and even though the Potion wasn't going to affect him as it would affect a normal Wixen, it was still going to affect him and Voldemort was sure that he wasn't going to like the experience.

Voldemort hesitantly filled the goblet with the Drink of Despair and chugged it down in one go… Moments later, all of his horrible memories started to rear their ugly head inside his mind, but he quickly clamped down on them with his Occlumency. Voldemort knew that he needed to finish as much as he could before he started to hallucinate or it would become impossible for him to finish the Potion.

A minute passed away as Voldemort continued to chug down the Potion as fast as he could, but then all of a sudden, the goblet slipped out of his hands. "Gahhh!" Voldemort screamed as he dropped down to one of his knees. He was finally starting to hallucinate, but if it was someone else beside him then they would have been begging to stop while sobbing like a broken person.

"You sure you can continue?" Harry asked while giving Voldemort a mocking look.

"Yes, I can" Voldemort snarled in fury as he reclaimed the goblet from the ground and resumed drinking the Drink of Despair. He had long noticed that there was no locket resting at the bottom of the basin, which had simply enforced Potter's words inside his mind. Voldemort barely managed to finish the drink before the goblet slipped out of his hands for the second time, but this time, he did not have the energy to even stand up.

The Potion was eating away at his mind and the hallucinations were starting to be even more realistic and vivid with each passing second, but he knew that the worst was still to come… He was finally starting to feel thirsty and the real challenge was going to start from here… 

Meanwhile, Harry simply smirked and picked up the goblet with his Magic before placing it in front of Voldemort. Then he Conjured a goblet for himself and used his Magic to Conjure water inside the goblet. Harry drank from the goblet while making sure that Voldemort could see him. "Ahh… That hits the spot" Harry sighed with a blissful look on his face.

Voldemort simply glared at Harry while trying to quell his urges with his will, it wasn't working much, but he still had to try. Voldemort knew that he had already lowered himself in front of the boy by accepting his terms, but he wasn't planning to lower himself any more. If Potter kept his word and let him live then he was going to return the same favor to him multiple fold.

However, in his addled state, he completely forgot that Harry could see through his memories…

"Water…" No matter how much Voldemort tried to stop himself, a small hiss finally escaped his lips, much to his humiliation and horror. 

The smile on Harry's face simply grew wider at that… "Oh, what is that? Do you want some water?" Harry asked, but this time Voldemort remained completely silent. 

Voldemort didn't know how much time had passed since he finished the Potion, but another whisper escaped his lips. "Water…" Harry didn't say anything this time, so Voldemort decided to act like nothing had happened. "Water" This time his voice was much louder, but once again, Harry didn't make a move.

"Water!" Voldemort didn't even know when or how he lost control, but now his mind was simply way too addled to care. He simply wanted to drink some water. "Please! Give me some water" Voldemort started to beg.

"Alright! Alright! You are making me feel like a bully again" Harry signed and poured some water into the goblet placed in front of Voldemort. Harry could see the joy and relief on his face when the water finally appeared in the goblet, but just when Voldemort was about to grab the goblet, Harry kicked it over with his foot.

Voldemort stared at Harry with a look of horror and disbelief on his face. "Oh… Look at that. So clumsy of me. I think I might have picked up some bad habits from Tonks" Harry mused thoughtfully as he rubbed his chin. "By the way, here you go and sorry for that" Harry apologized as he poured him some more water along with a new goblet.

Once again, Voldemort rejoiced at the sight of water in front of him. He was no longer sane enough to care if Harry was going to pull another stunt or not, so he tried to get the goblet from Harry, but when he was just about to grab the goblet, Harry dropped the cup. Voldemort whimpered pitifully as he slowly stared to look up at Harry.

"Goddamn it! I am going to scold her after I return for turning me into a klutz just like her" Harry raged with a hint of amusement in his voice and Voldemort whimpered again when he realized that he wasn't going to get any water to sate his thirst…

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