A/N: Hello everyone. I'm sorry it took so long to post this chapter. I had no internet for awhile, and the internet I'm using now is limited. Enjoy the chapter.

That morning Harry awoke, he felt exhausted. He had another nightmare. They had been getting worse. Every night he'd have a dream about the graveyard.
I feel like I'm missing something about that night...Dumbledore told me it was Voldemort who put my name in the Goblet...but why don't I believe that? Harry sighed. "I better get cleaned up before breakfast."

Harry got out of bed. Just as he was about to open the bathroom door, he heard a pop and jumped. Minxy appeared in the bedroom. He turned around and seen that Minxy was making his bed. Harry sighed in relief. Harry went into the bathroom. It was just as magnificent as the the rest of the manor. He turned the water on to the hottest he could take it. Harry took off his clothes, and turned off the water. As he was about to step into the large tub, there was a knock at the door, followed by, "Hurry up, Potter. There is someone here to see you." Harry sighed. Of course Malfoy would be up this early. "Can it wait? I was about to take a bath."
"Oh I'm not a patient man, Potter." Harry instantly froze.
That voice... He can't be here yet.I'm not ready...No! I can't appear weak...I need to be confident and unafraid...Or at least seem that way. Harry slowly put his clothes back on. He was looking for his shirt when he realized he wasn't wearing one when he entered the bathroom. Oh great... Now he's gonna see the scars. It's bad enough Malfoy seen them.

Harry takes a deep breath and slowly opens the door. What he saw was not the Voldemort he was used to. As Harry stared at the human and very handsome Dark Lord, Voldemort walked closer to Harry looking at his scars. Harry resisted the urge to back away. Voldemort traced a large scar across his chest. Harry shivered and leaned into the touch. Voldemort backed away before suddenly morphing into Ron. "What are you doing, mate?" He looked at Harry with disgust and hatred. Ron then changed into Hermione. She was crying over Cedric's lifeless body. Cedric's eyes snapped open. "Why Harry? You killed me!"
"No. I didn't know, Cedric. I swear!" Cedric stood up and walked towards Harry. As he got closer to Harry, Cedric disappeared. As did everything else.

Harry slid down the wall and held his knees as the darkness enveloped him. "Don't fear the dark, Harry. Embrace it..." Harry strained to hear where the voice was coming from. It seemed to be everywhere and nowhere, whispering into his ear and miles away. Harry looked up to find a figure in a cloak that merged with darkness. The figure's face was covered in the darkness. Only his eyes were visible. And what a peculiar color the were. The left eye was a silver-grey color, while the right eye was a startling shade of red. Hmm...The eyes seem...familiar, somehow.
"The figure spoke once more. "Don't fear what's inside you. Become one. Now wake up Harry."

With a start Harry jolted awake to Draco's raised voice on the other side of the door. "Potter, you can't sleep the day away. Now remove the locking charm before I get Father." Harry quickly removed the charm and started to look for, what he felt suitable, clothes to wear. Draco walked into the room and leaned against the doorway. Harry could feel Draco's smirk. "Formal dress is not required at family meals, Potter." Harry looked down to his feet feeling embarrassed. "Come to breakfast when you are ready. Try not to keep Father and I waiting." Draco walked out the bedroom, with Harry staring at his ass. Harry's eyes widened.
Since when do I stare at Malfoy's ass?!

A/N2: I know it's short. I wanted to make it longer, but I thought I would post this while I still can. R&R :D