"Where am I?" asked Gaia.

"My lair," replied Voldemort.

"Nice place," replied Gaia. "Put in a couch, dust up, could call it home. I mean, if you don't count the fact that it smells like crap in here and its all dark...and stuff."

Voldemort laughed. "It really astonishes me, the way you aren't afraid of me. Most people are afraid just to speak my name."

"That's another thing," Gaia said, rolling her eyes, "why didn't you just name yourself You-Know-Who? It would've been SO much easier. I mean really, okay, so you were a pathetic loser who had nothing better to do then learn a couple complex spells, devote all your time to the dark arts. Really, I feel sorry for you. You musta had a sucky childhood."

"You're a very special girl, Gaia," he said.

"Yeah, thats what Barney said too, ya know? Everyone's special. I love you, you love me, that sorta shit." Gaia said, smirking.

'You've got special things about you."

"I know," Gaia said boredly. 'You think I don't know about myself?"

"Oh, I figure you do," said Voldemort. "But do you understand why you're such an important person to the dark side?"

"I'm not on the dark side. But I know wha'your talking about."

All of a sudden, Bill Weasley apparated in with Harry Potter, who was unconscious.

"Oh,God," said Gaia. "How did Potter get invloved?"

"He knows about you, Gaia," said Voldemort. "He's been doing some research."

Harry groaned and woke up. "Gaia...you, they want you because-"

He was cut off when Bill covered his mouth.

"I know," Gaia said softly. "I already know."

Out of no where, Gaia kicked Bill upside the head and he fell down. She grabbed Harry's arm, and pulled him over to the other side of the room.

"Stay out of the way," Gaia hissed.

Voldemort sent a spell at Gaia and she went flying backwards into the wall. From her laying-down position, she flew up, her feet connecting with Voldemort's skull. She rammed a punch into his stomach. She produced a knife with a spell and held it towards him. But he apparated away.

Gaia went over to Harry.

"Are you okay?" she asked, actually looking concerned.

"Yeah," said Harry.

"Welcome to my life," mumbled Gaia. "Population...me...and I guess you now too, since you know..."

"Yeah," said Harry. "As long as you decide you can actually act civil towards me."

"I'm sorry," said Gaia. "I'm really sorry I got you involved in this. I-I don't like anybody, but...I really wouldn't wish this on, well, anybody."

"Except maybe Voldemort," said Harry cracking a smile.

"His is worse," Gaia said. "If you think about it. Now, where the hell are we and HOW do we get out of here?"