Chapter Text
We are Venom…
by
SeraphimBlue
Disclaimer: Venom is owned by Marvel Comic but I’m using the movie version… story by Jeff Pinker and Scott Rosenberg and screenplay by the same plus Kelly Marcel… the universe they created. This is an alternate universe where the Venom symbiote found Harry Potter instead of Eddie Brock. This will create a much more neutral Harry as the influence of Venom’s mindset will guide and warp Harry’s young mind to a point that not even magic will be able to change. This will be a Harry that sees the world in shades of gray… choosing to kill or help whoever can offer the best deal at the time. The Venom symbiote will merge with Harry permanently due to his magic and will provide support to keep him safe from outside magical influences. This Harry will not be the martyr that he was in the books and God help anyone who gets in his way…
Author’s Note: When it is Harry speaking… it will look like this. “Harry is speaking” When Venom is speaking… it will look like this. “Venom is speaking” I’m adding this to avoid confusion
Chapter One
It hurt to breathe… everything hurt. Dudley and his friends had been especially mean today and even when blood sprayed across their clothes… they didn’t stop beating on Harry. With one eye swollen shut, his arm bent at a very wrong angle with bone sticking through the skin, and his ankle twisted almost completely around… all that damage still didn’t stop them.
“Gonna kill you, Freak! Gonna kill you and toss you in the rubbish heap! Daddy will give me lots of candy for that!”
Harry curled up in a ball and wished so hard for it to stop. He didn’t care if he died, he just wanted it all to stop.
“Die Freak Die!”
They were kicking him now and Harry felt ribs break as he began choking on blood in his lungs. Everything began to grow dark around the edges of his vision and with all his heart… he wished to be somewhere else, anywhere else.
With a loud pop… Harry vanished, causing Dudley and the other boys to scream in fright… their clothing sprayed with blood and a puddle of it on the sidewalk before them. They ran away in terror and minutes later, sirens were heard as a passerby reported all the blood.
Meanwhile, young Harry Potter appeared with a loud pop in the ruins of a warehouse far away from the crime scene. Broken, beaten and on the verge of death… he lay in a pile of broken concrete, wooden planks and bent rebar… too weak to do much more than choke to death on his own blood.
The warehouse was empty and closed up; the result of a train derailment earlier in the week. Said train went off the tracks and crashed through the warehouse… it’s contents a dozen cylinders marked with the emblem of a powerful technologies company. The cylinders were quickly gathered up but the workers failed to notice that one of them was damaged until it was too late.
High in the rafters of the destroyed warehouse, it watched. Clinging to the beam, it heard the loud popping sound and could hear the gasping death sounds coming from below.
“Food…”
Moving into the muted daylight streaming in through the damaged walls, a black blob of… something… extended toward the ground like slime, forming a large puddle once there.
“Not moving… injured… dying… food…”
Sliding across the broken ground, it moved over toward the still body of Harry. Pausing to examine the body, it had a moment of consideration.
“Small one… child… beaten… why?”
It could feel a strange energy coming from the child… something it hadn’t felt in years and certainly not once on this planet.
“Maybe not food… host?”
Moving to touch the child, it began to examine the dying body. The structure was simple compared to its own… easy to repair.
“Repair… use as host… yes.”
With that decision in mind, it engulfed the body and slowly slid inside through its mouth and nose until nothing was left outside. Slowly, Harry stopped choking and his body began to heal. Blood seeped back into his body, his foot snapped back in place as did his arm.
Harry shivered and trembled as the catastrophic damage was repaired. The pain receded until it was just a dull numb sensation and his eyes opened slowly in confusion.
“Wha… what’s happening?”
A deep gravely voice echoed inside his mind.
“We are healing you. Rest… we will make you better.”
As it worked to heal the child, it looked through its… his… memories. So much pain and sadness. So much terror… all from his tribe… no, family… from his family.
“Why are you doing this?”
Harry opened his eyes wider as he felt something moving inside his head. The voice grumbled a bit more.
“We need you… as host… as partner. We are a symbiotic species. We need you to survive… to hide from the others… and those who took us.”
Harry frowned in confusion.
“I don’t understand. What does.. sim be o tic mean?”
It paused and sighed.
“We live together as one. We make you healthy, strong, powerful and you give us a home to live in.”
Harry nodded.
“You mean family? You want to be my family?”
There was a long pause as the idea was considered.
“Yes… family.”
Harry smiled.
“Always wanted real family… but who are you? What’s your name?”
It finished the immediate repairs, planning on doing more once the child was asleep.
“We are Venom… we will take care of you… we will get revenge on those who hurt you…”
Harry smiled.
“I’m Freak.”
Venom felt anger at the name.
“No… your memories say your name is Harry… but together… we are Venom.”
Harry blinked and sat up. He felt much better but the idea he had a name was more than his five year old mind could handle.
“I’m Harry? I have a real name…”
Venom sighed.
“You are Harry, yes, but together… we are Venom.”
Harry nodded.
“I am Harry… we are Venom.”
He looked down at his body and blinked in shock.
“How did you make me better?”
Venom smiled inside.
“Your body is very easy to repair. We will keep you healthy. We will make you strong. We will make you… powerful. We will get… revenge on those who hurt you.”
Harry slowly nodded. He felt so much better and the idea of making his family pay for what they did to him seemed really good. He knew it shouldn’t because hurting others was wrong… but in this moment, he didn’t really care.
“How?”
Venom took control of Harry’s body and made him stand… then walked over to a shiny piece of metal. Looking at his reflection… he emerged, engulfing Harry’s body. A black ooze formed around Harry’s body, taking on a humanoid shape much bigger and stronger than before… with powerful muscles, spiked ridges on arms and legs, and a large bulbous head with sharp teeth and large white eyes.
“This is us… we are Venom.”
Harry looked at his reflection and was scared at first… but then he slowly relaxed and liked how big and strong he looked. He looked huge and powerful.
“Nobody would ever beat me looking like this…”
Venom nodded.
“We will protect you… Harry. We are family now.”
Deep inside Venom, Harry was already slowly adapting to the situation… his young fragile mind taking on a mindset similar to Venom’s. Slowly he smiled.
“Thank you Venom. Are we going to hurt my relatives now?”
Venom smiled a wide toothy grin.
“Yes Harry… it is time for revenge.”
Harry laughed inside then paused, his expression changing to a worried frown.
“I don’t know where we are… or how I got here. One minute Dudley and his friends are beating on me, killing me… then I’m here.”
Venom stood up straight and moved toward a break in the wall. Taking a deep breath, he focused on Harry’s memories and pointed.
“We will head in that direction… toward the city… then we will look like you again and go to your home. There we will deal with those who hurt you… then eat. We need food to make you strong.”
Harry nodded. He liked that idea. He was hungry… he was always hungry.
“Good… I’m hungry. I could eat… anything… right now. They don’t let me eat… at least not that often.”
Venom smiled at that.
“We will eat soon Harry… oh yes, we will eat. Now… we go.”
Crawling through the break in the wall, Venom squeezed through then took a giant leap and bounded across the ground back toward the heart of the city…
An hour later…
Harry, looking like himself once more, opened the backdoor to Number 4 Privet Drive slowly and peeked inside. He couldn’t see anyone but he could hear the television going in the living room. Moving quietly, he shut the door and tiptoed over to the refrigerator. As he opened the door, he felt something slam into him from behind and fell face first into the door itself.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing Freak?!”
Harry looked up at his Aunt Petunia and the cricket bat in her hands and tried to speak… but everything went fuzzy as Venom took over.
“No more hurting us… no more pain.”
Venom emerged from inside Harry’s body as Petunia began to scream. With a snap of his arm, a tentacle burst forward and impaled her through the chest, blasting her into the wall of the kitchen. A look of shock crossed her face for a moment before her eyes rolled back and she died.
Pounding footsteps came down the stairs at that point.
“Mummy!”
Venom looked as Dudley ran into the kitchen and saw the dead body of mother. Turning his head, it was then Dudley saw Venom… screamed… then pissed his pants. Growling, Venom surged forward and opening his mouth wide… bit off Dudley’s head to silence him.
Inside, Harry was in shock. He had just watched… them… kill his Aunt Petunia and then they bit off Dudley’s head. He wanted to vomit. He knew he needed to vomit… but for some reason, he felt more and more calm as each second ticked by.
“They were evil. They hurt you. They deserved to die…”
Harry swallowed hard and trembled inside Venom. They were evil… they deserved to die.
“What now? Someone will hear the scream and the police will be called…”
Just then, Harry heard a car outside and saw through the window that it was Uncle Vernon.
“Oh no… Uncle Vernon. He’s going to kill me!”
Venom moved toward the living room and as the door opened, pounced upon Vernon. Moving quickly, he scooped him up and dislocated both of the man’s arms.
A scream of agony escaped Vernon’s lips as the pain exploded within his body. Wincing at the scream, Venom quickly bit off his head too.
Fear receding some, Harry watched everything in horror.
“They’re dead… they’re really dead…”
The stress and strain of everything came tumbling in on him and his young mind couldn’t handle it. Retreating deeper inside, he backed away leaving only Venom in control.
“Rest Harry… we will take care of you… but first, we eat.”
Opening his mouth wide, Venom began to feed… eating first Vernon and then Dudley as they were the ones with the most fat. Bit by bit, he bit off chunks of their flesh and bone… feasting on the first food he’d had in… so long he couldn’t remember.
Blood dripped down his face, drenching his clothing as he fed on those who were supposed to love and care for Harry. They were his family and should have been protective of him… not treat him like garbage.
“They deserve this…”
As he ate, Venom listened carefully for the sounds of the police. He knew the screams would have surely drawn their attention… but after fifteen minutes, there was still nothing. Perhaps the locals were so used to the screams of pain that came from the house that they just didn’t care anymore. Just another sign of how corrupt the neighborhood really was.
When he was full, Venom climbed upstairs and took a shower, washing away the gore. The feel of the hot water woke Harry, bringing him back to his senses.
“What… shower… we’re in the shower? I’m not allowed to use it. Aunt Petunia will…”
He stopped. Aunt Petunia was dead… as were Dudley and Uncle Vernon. Blinking back the shock as memories of their deaths came to the forefront of his mind, Harry pushed his face into the hot water and continued cleaning himself.
He looked at his bulging belly and began to panic… until Venom calmed his down, explaining his body would absorb the extra weight and make him better, stronger. Harry relaxed and nodded then went back to cleaning. When he was done, Harry grabbed a towel and dried off then headed naked out into the hallway.
“Venom… I don’t have any clothing to wear. What do I do?”
Venom thought about the situation for a moment then shifted himself around Harry, forming into a pair of blue jeans, a black t-shirt and some black trainers. Harry looked at himself and smiled, running over what felt like real cloth.
“You can make clothes?”
Venom smiled at the awe in Harry’s voice.
“Yes… it is something we can do. You need not worry about clothing ever again and my flesh is much stronger than the cloth you wore before.”
Harry nodded and smiled as he looked down the stairs. He saw blood on the floor and some bits of… something he really didn’t want to think about.
“Venom… with them dead, what do we do now. We can’t live here alone… someone will wonder why Uncle Vernon doesn’t go to work or why Dudley isn’t playing with his friends. They’ll come here and we’ll get in trouble.”
Venom knew Harry was right. They needed to leave but Harry was too young to be on his own alone. He needed to make it look like the family was killed by… something.
“Is there anything you want from here Harry? We need to go. We need to leave and make this place look like everyone died… including you.”
Harry blinked and looked at what was left of the dead bodies. There wasn’t enough left to make up four people… especially no one as fat as Uncle Vernon and Dudley were.
“We need money; Uncle Vernon has a safe upstairs. There is some stuff in the attic too, stuff from my parents… I saw it once.”
Venom nodded and moved them into the master bedroom.
“The bedside table… the safe is inside. I saw Uncle Vernon put money in there when he was trying to hide things from Aunt Petunia.”
Venom moved over to the table and ripped the door off, revealing a small black safe.
“It’s locked. Did you see the combination?”
Harry shook his head inside their mind.
“No… but can you take over like you did before and rip it open? You’re stronger than me when you’re all black and shiny.”
Venom nodded and transformed then easily ripped the door off, flinging it into the wall. Inside was stacks of pound notes in multiple denominations, legal paperwork, what looked like birth certificates and a few dozen gold coins.
“Dudley has a backpack in his room and a money pouch. We could put all those coins in it… along with whatever we find in the attic.”
Harry walked across the hall to Dudley’s room and carefully stepped through the chaos that was the filth, clothing and toys scattered all over the room. Grabbing the pouch and backpack, he headed back to the safe and dumped it all into the pouch then moved that into the backpack.
“We should check the attic now…”
Harry looked up at the ceiling in the hallway and frowned.
“It’s too high to reach.”
Venom took over and jumping, grabbed onto the latch, yanking the door open… a ladder extending toward the floor. Harry smiled and carefully climbed the ladder. As he reached the top, he looked toward the trunk over in the corner covered in boxes and old clothes.
“I pushed it over there last Christmas… to hide it so Aunt Petunia wouldn’t throw it all away.”
Venom nodded as they pulled the trunk into the middle of the room and opened it. Inside were a motley collection of books, clothing, bits of paperwork, a could of velvet boxes both long and small… and a letter.
“That’s a letter. Do you know how to read? I’m not that good yet.”
Picking up the letter, Venom looked at it then accessed what memories Harry had connected with reading and quickly learned the English language well enough to read it for him.
“There… you should be able to read it now.”
Harry blinked. He felt so smart now. So much made sense now, much more than before.
“You made me smarter… thank you.”
Harry tried to give the feeling of giving Venom a hug and could almost feel him smile. Grinning, Harry opened the letter and read.
“Dear Harry… There is so much I would want to say to you, so much you should know about yourself and our family. I’m hoping that I’m sitting there next to you so I can explain everything, but with the way the war is going… that might not happen. Dumbledore says that The Dark Lord wants you dead because of a prophecy… you or poor Neville Longbottom. He would explain why though, just keeps saying that we have to go into hiding.”
Harry frowned as he read but continued.
“He made us leave Potter Castle to move to this… this cottage. Why? We had very strong wards there. We had defenses that have held up for centuries against every invasion in the past. Why go to a small cottage with just a few wards to hide us? It’s almost like he wants us to die. We would be fine there, perfectly safe with dozens of house elves to protect us as well.”
Harry looked confused.
“What’s a house elf Venom?”
Venom shrugged. He had never heard of that species before and let Harry know so. Harry sighed and went back to the letter.
“Still, nothing we can do about it now. We’re here and he’s convinced James to make a Vow to not return to Potter Castle until the war is over… and your idiot father agreed to… for both of us. I’d never been so mad in my entire life… but that is in the past and hopefully you are safe with Sirius, Alice or Amelia… if we’re not there.”
Yet more names of people he didn’t know, thought Harry as he sighed in frustration.
“Wherever you are, I hope that you’re happy and loved, my darling Harry. I hope you have been living such a wonderful life… even if we’re not a part of it. I hope you talk to our portraits every day. I’m just glad I convinced James to have them made before we left for the cottage.”
Outside, a car pulled into the driveway and Harry moved to the small window to peek outside. He could see a police car parking and knew he was in trouble.
“We need to go now… out one of these windows. Dump everything from the trunk into the backpack and we’ll go.”
Harry nodded, almost frantic now and quickly shoved everything into the hefty backpack until the trunk was empty. Moving back to the ladder, he heard someone knocking on the door as he climbed down and ran into Dudley’s room. Quickly he opened the window… crawled out onto the ledge… then jumped down into the backyard and ran away.
“Where will we go? I’m only five. People will get worried if they see me alone.”
Venom ran through a nearby alley over to Magnolia Crescent and his in the shadows… Harry’s clothing shifting to all black to blend in better.
“We will survive this. Your mother mentioned in her letter a place called Potter Castle. We will go there; it belongs to you now anyway. We can hide there until we are ready and you are older. We should be safe there.”
Harry sighed and nodded. Maybe the address was in the letter. Digging it out, he scanned through what he read but couldn’t find an address.
“I don’t see anything that says how to get there.”
Frowning, Harry slid down the wall he crouched next to and sighed in despair.
“If only we had one of those house elf things mum mentioned… one of the potter family house elves. I bet they’d know how to get there…”
A soft pop came from next to Harry and he turned his head to see a strange creature with long ears and big eyes staring at him.
“Whose calls for a Potter elf? I feels Potter blood… but… Master Harry? Little Master Harry?”
Harry nodded and then was pounced on by the crying little thing he guessed was a house elf.
“Yous is alive! Yous is not dead! Oh Vexy is so happy… but Vexy must get you home. It’s not safe here… no, must gets yous back home to the castle.”
Harry grinned as Venom began to laugh deep in their mind. Smiling, Harry nodded.
“Thank you Vexy. I would very much like to go home.”
Grinning manically, Vexy took Harry’s hand and with a snap of her fingers… they vanished.
End Part One