A/N: It's reaaaaaaally short, but it was meant to be. It's sorta song-fic. xD Uuuh.. yeah. I do not own Harry Potter, nor the song I May Lose Everything.
"I've been so scared of these dangerous moods," Harry whispered, his eyes looking into the dangerous red eyes belonging to his enemy. "But I've found I'm so much different than you, and it all comes down to who we chose to be." They were in his mindscape currently, and Voldemort wasn't a happy camper.
"I may lose everything," Harry whispered, pained as he thought of Cedric. "But you never had it... and once I felt nothing," he admitted, green eyes still staring into his enemy's, "now I feel sorry for you."
Voldemort screamed in rage. "I'll get you for that Potter!"
"I may lose everything," Harry said, looking down at Bellatrix as she writhed under the Cruciatus Curse. "But you never had it." But I don't feel sorry for you, you bitch.
Harry screamed in pain as he tried fighting off Voldemort's influence. "You've lost, old man," Voldemort said through Harry, and Dumbledore's eyes widened in fear. "Watch him writhe on the concrete." He cackled evilly.
In his mindscape, Harry glared at him. "Look at me, boy," Voldemort commanded, sending his power out in waves. Harry fell to the ground, but kept his glare. Voldemort sneered. "You're pathetic," he said, "you're so weak." He kicked Harry in the side harshly. "You are a fool and you will lose everything."
Harry coughed up blood but managed to weakly stand, and his fierce glare never wavered. "I may lose everything," he agreed, brow furrowing slightly. "But you never had it, did you?" he asked. "A mother's love... a father's love... friends... family... someone who cares."
With a scream of rage, Voldemort left Harry's body.