Chapter 2

Harry awoke with a headache. He had dreams about Voldemort, but not like this dream. Yes, it made sense now- why he could always see into the Dark Wizard's mind- Harry was one of the Horcruxes. He didn't want to believe it. Harry got out of bed. It was his seventeenth birthday, but he didn't' expect anything for it. He knew the Dursleys were going to be happy to get rid of him. Harry looked at the clock on his desk. It read 2:00a.m. Hedwig, his Snowy Owl, made a sound from her cage.

"Yes, I know what time it is," said Harry.

He heard a knock on the window. He was not afraid or anything, but he was worried that Uncle Vernon might wake up if he heard it and blame Harry. He had to go see what had made the noise. The scar on Harry's forehead burned. Harry put on his glasses, looked out the window, and saw the Dark Wizard himself, eye level with Harry. Harry immediately went for his wand on the desk and opened the window.

"You can put your wand down My Little Horcrux. I'm not here to kill you," said Voldemort, so calmly that Harry thought he should be relieved, but he was still scared.

"What do you want? Go! You can't be here," Harry said.

"Oh, don't worry, Harry. I won't be staying long."

"What do you want? I know you didn't come by just to chat, so tell me why you are here or I will start using my wand!"

"I don't think you want to do that, Potter. You wouldn't want to risk waking up your family."

Harry sat his wand down on the desk and whispered, "Fine. You have my attention. What do you want?"

Without warning, Voldemort grabbed Harry's face. Harry tried to pull away, but the grip was too strong. With one hand Voldemort held Harry's face, with the other hand he ran his fingers through Harry's hair.

"Please don't," Harry pleaded.

Voldemort removed both of his hands. Harry was relieved; he could breathe again.

"I trust you know by now that you are my Horcrux," Voldemort said.

"Yes," Harry replied.

"I've decided I must keep you by me," said Voldemort.

"What?" Harry jumped back, "No! I will not go with you.

Voldemort had to laugh, "Oh, Harry, do you really think it wise to refuse me?"

"Well, I'm afraid I must leave for now, but I will be seeing you soon," Voldemort vanished in black smoke.