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chapter 2: nightmare
It was a long night. It must have been 5 in the morning. voldemort was tired he had just come home from a death eater raid that took an unexpected turn when Albus Dumbledore showed up. His enemy the old fool who is trying to stop his way. The light side. The duel took alot out of him. He felt a little dizzy standing up. He was covered in blood and what looked like ash or dirt he couldn't tell. He felt sticky from the blood so he took off his cloak and threw it. before it even touched the floor it was grabbed by a house elf.
He made his way to the east wing to where his room was. All he wanted to do was shower get into bed and hopefully sleep in till noon. He opened the door and walked to the bathroom took a quick shower put on his favorite pajamas they were silky smooth black with little skulls on them. hey he might be the dark lord but he's child at heart. A child that like to kill and torture people but still a child.
He got into bed and sighed then rolled over and felt an arm he jumped up pulled the covers off and pointed his wand and a 'crucio already forming on his lips when he saw that it was just Harry. His son. Harry woke up and was about to scream when he saw his father. Voldemort got back into bed and pulled his son to him " another nightmare harry?" His son looked at him "yes it's always the same one. Who's the lady daddy from my dream?" Voldemort knew who he was talking about he still had no idea why he could remember that far back he was barely a year old back then "I'll tell you when you're older" with that the small boy who had green eyes like his mother and very pale skin like his father closed his eyes and fell asleep holding on to Voldemort. Voldemort watched his son sleep. He closed his eyes and fell asleep hoping his son didn't have a nightmare.
*please review I'm going to make longer chapter but right now I'm testing things out!*