One way.

Disclaimer: do you really think I'm Her? I mean sure she writes stories too, but I'm some other fan who doesn't have a life.

Warning: what was it I've been told? Oh yeah, disturbing.

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The dreams haunt him.

They tease him each night.

He knows that there's only one way to stop them but he can't, he won't.

The blood…the screams….they're in his head every time he closes his eyes, sometimes even when he's awake.

'My Harry' the voice calls and it's harder to resist each time.

The red-eyed man wants him, he knows. Sometimes it's easy to think that he wants him back. He tells himself 'that's a lie' every single time that happens.

He feels their pain, echo their screams even if no on but Him hears it. They are His victims, the ones that he might save if he'll just give up.

'Join me' the whisper is so sweet, caressing his mind, teasing him with the promises it will bring; no more pain, no more blood, no more screams.

He wants it, he needs it, craves it with every bone in his body.

But there are rules, expectations he needs to follow, friends he mustn't betray, family he shouldn't disappoint.

'Please' and he breaks. He throws his belongings to his trunk and make sure to slam the door as he leaves in the middle of the night.

His mind screams reason to his brain but his heart won't listen.

It had to end.

It couldn't go on.

The red-eyed man is waiting for him; Harry can see it every time he closes his eyes.

And then he's there, with him; The Dark Lord.

And the dreams don't haunt him anymore; don't tease him because they've been stopped just like He promised. He can't see the blood anymore. The screams no longer hurt his ears.

'My Tom' he whispers as he drops to his knees, kissing the hand of his savior.

'My Lord' he screams as he feels the dark mark, His mark, being branded to his skin.

'My angel of death' he moans as he sees the green light coming his way. And he can't help but smile and close his eyes.

There was only one way to stop it; stop the dreams, stop the blood, stop the screams.

And it didn't even hurt anymore.

The end.