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Voldemort saw the confusion dawn in Harry's eyes and he saw his lips part to display an expression of extreme puzzlement. Voldemort smiled intimidatingly,
"I asked you a question"
Harry didn't know what to make of that question. Surely Voldemort didn't expect him to give an honest answer. Voldemort was a monster. He had killed so many people and ruined so many lives. But Harry hated the fact that Voldemort didn't look like the monster he was inside. Only his eyes resembled those of a demon straight from hell and even those looked perfect with his sharp chiselled features and his blood red lips. Surely a monster could never possess such flawless beauty. But Harry knew that Voldemort's newly possessed beauty made him even more lethal. He was a flame and people would be attracted to him like moths. They would happily burn just for a single glimpse of him. He suddenly felt Voldemort gently pull at his chin. Harry was pulled away from his train of thought and he suddenly replied,
"I don't know."
Voldemort laughed softly, it almost had a strange music to it. Harry wondered if he ever laughed like that in front of his death eaters,
"I was expecting a more detailed answer after your long contemplation."
Voldemort let go of his chin and Harry let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He looked around the room for a clock or window, it seemed like they had been sitting here for hours. He had no idea for how long he had blacked out. He wondered if his friends had told the order about what had happened. Would Dumbledore try to save him? Would the order plan to get him back? Harry took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Dumbledore had ignored him all year. He hadn't even looked at him. Harry had a feeling that he would leave him here with Voldemort forever. NO! What the hell was he thinking? He couldn't afford to think like that. He needed to stay optimistic. He would get out of this at any cost. Slowly he drew another deep breath,
"Can I know what the time is?"
"Yes, Harry, you can know what the time is. Its almost 3 AM now."
He had thought that he had been unconscious for hours but it seemed he had only been out for a few minutes.
"How long was I unconscious?"
"You were unconscious for exactly 42 minutes."
Had Voldemort been counting the minutes when he had been unconscious? He wanted to know what Voldemort had planned for him. He had told him the basic overview but he hadn't mentioned where he would keep him locked up. He imagined himself chained up in a small stone cell somewhere and shuddered. Voldemort noticed the shudder that passed through Harry's body and his distant gaze,
"You are thinking too much, Harry. Things are not going to get any better for you."
Harry nodded at that and looked away,
"Why do you think Dumbledore has been ignoring you all year?"
That question made Harry look up and Voldemort could see that he had hit his target successfully. The hurt was evident in Harry's eyes. He noticed how Harry's nail sunk into the couch as he gripped it tightly. Harry was fighting back tears again,
"He wasn't ignoring me."
Voldemort laughed his high-pitched laugh,
"Harry, who are you trying to deceive, me or yourself? I've seen a major portion of your memories and I am aware of the fact that Dumbledore ignored you ever since the dementor accident. He came to your trial but he departed as soon as it was over. He did not look at you once. He did not comfort you once. Throughout the year, you were labelled as a liar and an attention seeker. Dumbledore did not defend you once. You were abused by Dolores Umbridge throughout the year and Dumbledore did not even try to sack her. He dismissed the matter entirely…."
Voldemort's sentence was cut short by Harry's tear filled voice,
"Please…Stop."
Harry's head was bowed down so that his face was hidden but Voldemort knew that he was crying again by the tear drops glistening on the couch. Voldemort stood up and spoke,
"Harry, get up"
Harry wiped away the tears and stood up shakily,
Voldemort cupped his face with his hands and made him look up,
"You will have to face the truth, Harry. I know it is difficult for you to understand but you will soon realize that everything is not as it seems."
Harry closed his eyes and then suddenly he felt something soft brush against his forehead, at exactly the place where his scar was. He opened his eyes and abruptly realized that Voldemort's impossibly soft lips were against his scar. Slowly Voldemort took a few steps back and left Harry standing in a haze of confusion and conflict.
Harry was finding it difficult to comprehend. Only one thing kept reverberating through his mind at the moment,
Voldemort had just kissed his scar.
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