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Chapter one: Dreams
Ron and Hermione lay on either side of Harry, though he could not see or hear them breathing. His wand was pointing at Voldemort's chest and Voldemort was just staring at Harry.
"Pitiful friends, Potter." Voldemort hissed; he was now raising his own wand at Harry, whose scar was now surging with pain. Harry was now trying his hardest not to show that he was his pain, but his watery eyes gave him away, " I thought that you were weak, Potter, now I know you are!"
"I… am… not… weak!" Harry screamed, "Stupefy!" a red jet erupted from the end of Harry's wand and narrowly missed Voldemort's snake like face.
"Oh… I think that you are weaker than you think Harry, and I'll prove it, avada kadavra!" A green light passed over Harry's left ear and hit a near by tree.
Harry then ran toward the jungle of trees and ducked every time that Voldemort sent the death curse at him. Soon Harry's side was beginning to burn as he took each breath. He tripped over a tree root, sending his wand and his glasses flying many feet away from him. He turned on his back to get up, but stopped when he saw Voldemort's hooded figure standing inches away from him.
"The snake has caught his prey at last!" Voldemort hissed, "Avada kadavra!"
Harry woke up with a start, cold sweat covering every inch of his body and his scar searing with pain. He was trying to catch his breath when he heard a familiar voice.
"Are you alright mate?" Ron asked in a worried voice. It took Harry a moment to figure out that he, Ron, and Hermione were safe in Grimmuald Place.