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Harry was not sure how much time passed before the door to his room was flung open once again. "Follow me." Lucuis Malfoy said coldly.

"Fine." Harry muttered seeing no way out of this. Like he expected he was led to Voldemort's dark lord was elegantly seated behind his desk.

"Hello, again Harry. Sit. Leave Lucuis." Voldemort said, staring at Harry.

Harry hesitantly sat down, glaring at Voldemort. The dark wizard lifted his wand and pointed it at Harry. "Hey, what-" Harry was cut off as Voldemort's spell hit him right in the chest.

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Harry blearily opened his eyes. He was still in the same chair in Voldemort's office. "Welcome back to the land of the living." Voldemorts said, he seemed annoyed at something.

"What did you do to me!" Harry snarled angrily.

"Oh, relax I simply tested Snape's theory, which to my great displeasure turned out to be right." Voldemort said.

"What theory? What did the slimy git tell you!?" Harry snapped.

"Slimy git? That is a bit mean since you owe your life to him." Voldemort said,"And, no I won't tell you the information he supplied me with."

"What? So, are you not going to kill me?" Harry asked.

"Kill you? Of course not. Who would do something like that and it is against the law." Voldemort said and Harry could detect the undertone of sarcasm in his voice.

"Right, so this information caused you to not want to kill me?" Harry asked a little disbelievingly.

"Yes..." The dark wizard said thoughfully,"What happened to you?"

"Huh?" Was all Harry could manage.

Voldemort sighed. "You look awful, Harry. Why?"

"Well, you, Death Eaters, coffee, not eating, stress and to many crucio's" Harry said irritadedly.

"Any reason for not eating?"

"Well, you. And stress and crucio's and tiredness and depression, but mostly you." Harry finished.

"Well, you will eat more and stop drinking coffee." He stared at Harry,"And go outside more you are horribly pale."

"You can not just tell me what to do!" Harry glared at Voldemort.

"Actually I can I am your legal and magical guardian. In fact it is my job to look after you and I would not say that telling to to eat something and to stop drinking coffee is unfair or wrong is it?" Voldemort said in a reasonable voice.

"It..it's not! It is your fault! You make my life horribke and then you say I have to do all this and that as if it is my fault! I won't do anything you say! Never!" Harry shouted.

"You won't? Really? What about your mudblood friend, Harry?" Voldemort said, smiling evilly.

"I...fine!" Harry half hissed.

"Hmm...no, I'm not sure you will, so you can join the rest of the household for breakfast and dinner. I will be there most of the time, so don't think about ditching it. And I'll forbid the house elves to let you have any more coffee. It is really bad for health, Harry you should read it up." Voldemort stated.

"What? I am not going to eat with you and your Death Eaters every day! And bad for health? Really? Being in a ten mile raduis of you is bad for health!" Harry snarled.

"Really, Harry? Are you going to disobey me, not matter the conceqeunces?" Voldermort asked innocently.

"...no." Harry said realizeing he had no choice.

"I thought so." Voldemort replied,"Oh, and don't think that I'm above cursing you. Just becuase it is in my best inetrests to keep you alive does not mean I won't curse you or tell me Death Eaters to stop using the Cruciatus Curse on you. It leaves no permanent maarks does it?"

Voldemort lifted his wand and aimed it at Harry. "Crucio." He said.

Harry screamed in pain. He was gasping for breath and wiping tears from his face when it finally stopped. "Remember Harry." Voldemort whispered.

Then turned around and sweeped out of the room in all his dark glory.

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When Harry finally recovered from Voldemort's Crucio he sneaked back to his room. Hell, he hated Voldemort.

When he reached his room he curled up on the bed and fell fast assleep. Probably an after effect of the Cruiciatus Curse.

Harry was roughly woken by someone shaking him awake. "Potter! Wake up!" The very annoyed voice of Lucuis Malfoy hissed.

"Mmrrgg...what, Ron?" Harry mumbled, then realized who he was talking to. "Aargh, get away!"

"Believe me I take no pleasure in being close to you. No get up. There is still that ball you are required to attend." Malfoy said, throwing him some robes, "Put those on I'll wait outside."

"Right..." Harry said, still confused from just waking up.

The clothes he was supposed to wear was, no surprise, knowing Voldemort dark green and silver. It all looked very exepnsive and sofisticated. But, it was still Slytherin colours. Harry cursed.

When Harry was finished he briefly debated to let Malfoy wait outside a little longer, but decided against it. "Finally." Lucuis sighed,"This way."

Harry was lead to a room with a giant, eleboratly decorated fireplace in the middle of it. There was a small group of people in the room. He immediatly saw Voldemort, but he also regocnized some other Death Eaters including Dravin Waters-Fisher. And next to him was Alana.

Great.

"Before we go I want everyone to know, that yoo will not make a mess of this. If you do I will be most displeased with you and most of you know what happens to people who I am displeased with." Voldemort anouced coldly.

That was probably all you needed to say of you are a dark lord.

"Now, everyone take a pinch of floo powder and walk into the fire. It will aoutomatically take you to Hogwarts Castle." The dark lord said before stepping back and walking over to where Harry and Malfoy was standing.

"Hello Harry." Voldemort said icily."All I have to say to you is that if something goes wrong tonight your little friend is dead. Understand?"

Harry gulped. "Yes."

"Good." Voldemort said and turned away.

"Right, Potter your date will be miss Waters-Fisher. Her name is Alana." Malfoy said pushing Harry towards a familiar girl. "No." Harry groaned,"No how?"

"I am just as happy as you about this." Alana said.

"I knew Voldemort was not finished with me." Harry muttered.

"My father must have irritated the dark lord." She said.

"Shush. Both of you." Malfoy hissed,"You will act civil towards each other tonight. Now go throught the fire. Alana first."

The girl stormed forward and flung the floo dust into the fire. She barely waited for the flames to turn green before she raced into them.

Harry hesitantly walked forward and took a pinch of floo dust and tossed it into the flames. He closed his eyes. This was going to be hell.

Then he stepped into the green fire.

Poor Harry!

Alana: Poor him? You should feel sorry for me!

Harry: What? I have a horrible life thanks to The-Girl-Who-Wrote-This!

Alana: How could you do this to me? I'm your OC!

Voldemort: *storms in* Yes! The-Girl-Who-Wrote-This is a horrible author! I wanted to kill Harry! *cries* Why did you do this?!

Me: Guys, guys, guys calm down! Well, actually I don't have reason for you to calm down, 'cept I'M DA AUTHOR OF THIS FANFIC YOU CHARACTERS HAVE TO DO AS I SAY!

*Silence*

Me: Um...Ok, guys remember what we practiced? 1,2...3!

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