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Daily Prophet

LUCIUS MALFOY ESCAPES FROM AZKABAN!

Hermione had just finished reading the headline article to Ron and Harry. Ron had stopped scooping his cereal into his mouth so he could speak. "You don't think Malfoy's coming after Harry, Hermione?" Ron said in a low worried voice.

"I don't know but this breakout means something big is going to happen." Hermione answered slowly.

"Harry you don't think-" Harry cut his red-haired friend off.

"Would you please stop worrying? Some Auror will catch that git, mark my words. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go to Divination." Harry gave Ron and Hermione a small smile and walked out of the Great Hall.

As he walked he stared down at his Divination homework he smiled to himself and chuckled; the things he had written were very tragic, and he noticed that he wrote he would get a terrible burn twice in one week. SMACK! Harry walked straight into something. His books, quills, and spare parchment fell out of his bag and scattered on the floor. Harry looked up and saw that he had run into Cho Chang. She blushed and kept on walking by without a glance back at him. Harry tried to gather all his stuff as quickly as possible. He stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Hello, Harry," purred a low voice.

Harry looked up and saw the long blond locks of Lucius Malfoy. The Death Eater mumbled "Petrificus Totalus!" and Harry's body became stiff and unmovable. Malfoy rummaged through his robes and pulled out a can that read PLEASE DISPOSE! He bent down, grabbed Harry's wrist, and muttered, "1…2…3…" Harry suddenly realized that the can was a Portkey. He felt his body spinning for a few moments and then he landed with a hard thud on the ground.

"Follow me, boy," Lucius whispered. Harry stayed put. "Follow me, boy. NOW," he repeated, "Unless you want me to kill you."

He led Harry across a field with such tall grass it went over Malfoy's head.

The tall grass ended and Harry now found himself in thick woods, even though in full sunlight it was hard to see through the darkness. Malfoy lead Harry to a stream where a dark cloaked figure sat upon a flat rock, the water flowing around it.

"My Lord, I've brought him to you." he said in a nervous voice.

"Ahh… good work Malfoy." said a high, cold voice.

The cloaked figure stood up and pulled off his hood, revealing Lord Voldemort.

"Well, well, well. I thought we would see each other soon, Harry," he whispered. He muttered a few words under his breath, and Harry was pinned to the ground.

"Give it to me!" Voldemort said furiously.

"Give you what?" Harry said in a weak voice.

"What Dumbledore took from me and gave to you." hissed the Dark Lord.

"Dumbledore didn't give me anything." said Harry, his voice growing stronger with each word.

"Liar…"

"Look, tell me what you want." Harry said irritably. Voldemort burst into tears. "He took him from me! He knew (sniffle) how much (hick) he means to me (sniffle)! M-My t-teddy bear Mr. Snuggle-buns (hick)! Harry stared at him for a moment.

"Give him to me, Potter!"

"I-I don't have him." Harry stuttered, trying- and failing –to suppress his giggles.

"DON'T LAUGH ABOUT MR. SNUGGLE-BUNS!!!!" roared the Dark Lord. Harry was laughing so hard that his sides ached.

"FINE! LAUGH! AVADA KA-"

A/N: Evil, aren't I? I love cliffhangers! (Just when I'm writing them, though!) Oh yeah, sorry if it's bad it's my first Fanfic...