Trouble

Harry was so sure that his real parents would be someone great; not someone that everyone in the Wizarding World knew of for devastating the community.

Draco whirled around. He had heard a gasp from behind him. Voldemort, however, didn't seem to notice the noise.

"You're…you're lying," Harry said with anger in his voice. Voldemort was not his father. He couldn't be.

"Why would I be lying, Harry?" Voldemort asked in his cold voice. "Haven't you noticed everything we have in common? We both have the ability to speak to snakes. We both are fascinated about the Dark Arts…"

"I'm only interested in fighting against it!"

"The Weasley's helped shaped your perception on a few things, haven't they Harry? Or perhaps Dumbledore has taught you a few things?"

"No, I'm just not your son! Believe it or not, but you're not the only Parseltongue in the world!" Voldemort must be trying to trick him, trying to get him on his side…

"There's no use denying it, Harry. Have you ever wondered where you got that scar? You did it when you were a little child. You tried the Dark Arts, but you didn't know how to do it. You ended up giving yourself that scar."

"I couldn't perform that rubbish when I was little! I would never have tried, anyways!" The weather seemed to be getting worse; it was now started to rain along with the wind that was already blowing.

"Maybe if we went to a more suitable place you would understand…"

*****

Hermione, who was watching the scene from the trees, suddenly saw something moving behind Harry. She glanced over to see a large snake prepared to bite Harry. The snake was seconds away from striking…

*****

"STUPEFY!" The snake flew from Harry's feet. Harry stared at the stunned snake in front of him, forgeting Voldemort's last statment.

"Did you bring a friend, Harry?" Voldemort asked as he took out his wand and pointed it towards the place the spell came from. A flash of red light came bursting from it, barely missing the spot where Hermione stood. Voldemort turned to the Death Eaters. "Look…"

"You tried to kill me!" Harry exclaimed. He tried to distract them from looking for Hermione. If they found her…

"My snake tried to kill you. She isn't fond of strangers. I found her a few years after you were taken away."

"If I was your son, then why would they have taken me away?" The distraction seemed to be working. Voldemort and a few Death Eaters were still looking suspiciously where Hermione stood hidden, but none of them went looking for her.

"They thought that you would become almost as powerful as me and decided to take you to a family full of blood traitors. Rennervate." Nagini, Voldemort's snake, awoke. "Lestrange, Dolohov, I think that someone might have followed Harry here. Go look for anyone. Cast spells towards the area, or anything you think would work."

"I'm sure nobody followed us. There wasn't anyone behind Draco and me."

"Are you sure? The person seems to have an invisibility cloak; something that Draco here tells me belongs to you. Or have trees started aiming spells at harmless snakes?" The two Death Eaters, wands in hand, continued toward the trees.

*****

Hermione pulled her wand out, wondering what to do. Bellatrix Lestrange was raising her wand. Hermione recognized her from posters around Hogsmeade, but she didn't think she had heard of Dolohov before.

"Crucio!" The spell missed her by inches. Hermione quickly used the Silencing Charm quickly to both. At least they couldn't yell out if they found her, but Voldemort was still a few seconds away. The effects of the spells wouldn't be as harmful either.

"Stupefy!" Hermione aimed her wand at Bellatrix, who was hit and fell backward. Dolohov made a motion with his wand causing a jet of red to fly at Hermione, who screamed just as the spell hit her. The invisibility cloak flew off of her as she went backward, unconscious.

*****

"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled just as Lestrange and Dolohov went to search for Hermione. They would most likely find her soon enough, and he was running out of ways to distract them.

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort yelled out at the exact same time as Harry's Disarm Spell. The two jets of light clashed together in between them. Harry looked in shock at Voldemort, who also seemed surprised. The connecting spells were slowly going towards Voldemort. Suddenly, someone close screamed. Harry let go of the connection and whirled around. They had found Hermione.