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Chapter 12 "A Weird Moment"

For the next three weeks Harry managed to escape to talk with Ginny as soon as he was certain no one was going to catch him. As if they could, who'd want to be awake at two in the morning? So Harry spent his time with Ginny and discussing Voldemort's plan with her. His mark had ached since he began to talk to her and go against what seemed Voldemort's wishes, but he squelched it down and managed to get beyond the mark's serpent's stinging poison. That was saying something since it hurt to no end, but Harry was Harry and to be a hero you have to be able to tolerate pain.

Everything was going smoothly, Voldemort had finally decided to halt some of the attacks on the muggles and the wizards, but there are times where he would send them on pointless missions to spy on one person or another. Harry thought it was odd and kept a careful watch on the Death Eaters and especially on Voldemort. The man had gotten quieter and it unnerved Harry to no end.

Harry knew that the man was planning something, plotting as usual. He knew, but he didn't know what it was about, what was he planning. Sometimes he wished he could enter Voldemort's mind like he did last year, but wasn't up to getting caught and going through some serious pain.

He did not know, however, that Voldemort was on his outings at night. He did not know that Voldemort could track him and do whatever he would do if he found out Harry was giving out information on the Death Eater plans. Harry knew Voldemort was unhappy at being foiled, that was the reason they did not have as many raids as they did before.

Harry was happy though, he was happy that not so many people have to die as usual, with him standing there watching not being able to do anything. To say, he was afraid to use his new found power against the Dark Lord and put his plans in jeopardy. He did not want the dark lord on to him more then he allowed. He did not want Voldemort to know about his meetings with Ginny, the Order through her and mostly, he did not want him to find out that Harry had found a way to control his little serpent tattoo. He definitely did not want that.

And now Harry stood next to Voldemort's right side as the Death Eaters bowed before their master and stood away as more came in. The inner circle was behind Harry and Voldemort, glaring down at the low level Death Eaters like scum. Harry hid a growl at the thought and managed to make it sound like a soft cough. Voldemort had looked up at him questioningly and Harry shook his head.

Voldemort stood up from his chair as everyone assembled together and stood in front of him as he surveyed them with a satisfied smile.

"My Death Eaters are so fateful, they come when they are called and they do what I ask." He smiled at the sudden suffocating silence in the room. No one had moved, but waited anxiously for the man to continue.

"I hope you all know what I have called you here for. If not then I will tell you." Harry watched as he paced on his stage in front of them. His face set in concentration and occasionally he would glance up at someone. The person who felt his gaze on him would avert their eyes and pretend they did not see him watching. When Voldemort's eyes strayed onto Harry's, Harry stood staring defiantly back at him in equal matter and Voldemort smiled. Harry was left wondering why as Voldemort's eyes swept across the rest of the room.

"Many of you have had children since I was, how should I say this, preoccupied for thirteen years. They should be of age now and I want them marked."

There were silent mutterings all over the room as the Death Eaters discussed with partners or those close to them. They shut up when Voldemort raised his hands up.

"Many of them are at school right now, I know. But they all have a portkey with them that I have installed into their belongings. No matter where they are now they will be transported here in a short while. I have spoken with most of them before they went off to school, as many were eager to join, I must say. Others did not want to and I urge you to talk to them or they might end up hurt."

There were gasps and Harry tried not to glare at Voldemort in hatred as the man continued with his speech.

"The house is for your use until they arrive. It will be in about twenty minutes, I want them ready to be marked by tonight. Those are your orders." He told them and turned away from them as each and every one of them bowed swiftly and made their way out of the room as fast as they could.

As the room began to get empty, Voldemort sat down on his throne and sighed, glaring straight up at the ceiling. Harry pushed down the urge to grab his neck as it was exposed as he lifted his head. Harry snapped to attention as Voldemort's red eyes flickered to him. He motioned for Harry to move closer and Harry slowly walked toward him. They were alone and if Harry attacked no one would know. But he knew that they saw him stay after as everyone filed out, Voldemort's spies were everywhere.

"Harry, we haven't had much time to speak these days, have we?" He asked kindly, completely taking Harry off guard.

"I guess not." Harry said cautiously. He hated when he had to speak as if he was below Voldemort, like the Death Eaters. He hated his meek voice of surrender, but knew it was only a matter or time before their troubles were over.

"We should sit and talk while we have time. Come here." It was a command and Harry moved as if not having control over himself. He cursed when he felt he had let himself get distracted enough to lose control over the mark.

He sat down on the chair that had been summoned and watched Voldemort's face for any sudden movements. There were none when he spoke.

"So what have you been up to these days? What is new in your life?"

Harry almost choked at the friendly voice coming from the snake like face, it was so unnatural, and Harry felt like he was going to faint. What was going on here?

"I've been bored since I've got no one else to stand up for. The raids were some fun even though I did not join into after battle celebrations." Harry said.

Voldemort chuckled. "Yes, I have noticed that in you. You do as I say, but even if I begged you would not join us afterwards. That noble Gryffindor status you've had never left you."

"That's good to hear." Harry sighed in mock relief. He never did like how people used to look up to him to save them.

"It would do you some good, Serpent. You need some fun if you are bored. How about you capture some girl for next time and--"

"No way." Harry said cutting off Voldemort. His eyes widened and his mouth clammed shut.

Voldemort watched in amusement as Harry's face contorted and he shut off nervously shuffling in his seat, ready to bolt in case Voldemort decided to punish him. Harry sighed in relief as Voldemort began to chuckle at Harry's sudden discomfort.

As Harry found himself laughed at he lifted his head up, calmed down and glared straight out at the Dark Lord. That only sent Voldemort into a laughing fit.

Harry stared at him, not being able to believe that the dark wizard was laughing out right, right in front of his would-be-enemy-if-it-wasn't-for- the-mark and the constant threat of his family's life.

"You know, Serpent I am allowed to laugh once in a while, I'm not always a guy that craves power and kills mercilessly." A laugh bubbled up again as Harry shifted in his seat again.

"Um-I don't know what parallel universe I fell in, but the Voldemort I met wasn't very happy and like you said would kill without a thought." Voldemort laughed. He had a good laugh coming from a face that resembled a snake more then human. And Harry wondered if he could still have a chance to go with his original plan.

"What plan?" Harry jumped and snapped his head up as Voldemort's face returned to its I'm superior to you so start talking kind of facade.

"What?" Harry said, pretending he did not hear what he heard.

"You heard me, what plan?" There were no lines of laughter in his face anymore. It was stern, cautious, and demanding.

Harry shuffled in his seat and gulped down his nervousness. He tried to tell himself to calm down, but the thought of Voldemort finding out about Harry's plan, made him more queasy than ever.

He gasped as pain enveloped him and he fell from his chair. Voldemort stood over him, holding his arm and pressing his thumb onto the mark.

/Damn./ Harry thought. He wasn't prepared for that, he was caught off guard.

The pain intensified and Harry stifled a scream that itched at his throat begging to come out. He held on, knowing that Voldemort would stop sometime. But Voldemort wasn't the one in pain, he could hold on forever and Harry would soon pass out and who knows what could happen.

"Serpent." He opened his pain-filled eyes and tried to pull himself together. He wiped his face of all emotion as he looked up at Voldemort.

"F-fine I'll t-tell." Harry bit his lower lip at the pain and clutched his arm as Voldemort let go. He sat there cradling it trying to think the best way to approach the situation at hand. He knew that if he lied Voldemort would know. He knew that even though he tried to take control of the mark, it had escaped his control and leaked his secrets to its master. Harry wanted nothing more, but to saw it off his arm.

The pain began to build again and Harry began to fight it. He knew taking over the mark would alert Voldemort and the wizard would probably make it stronger.

"Crucio." Another pain hit him and Harry screamed. He wasn't aware that he was screaming. His body felt like fire burning his insides to a crisp. He crumpled to the ground and covered himself up. His body trembled as he tried to get up into a seating position.

Voldemort stood above him glaring down at him. Harry suppressed a shiver and glanced up at the unmoving form. He tried to speak and nothing came out. He began to cough and lifted his hand as some of his saliva came onto his lips. He brushed it off and glanced at his hand to find the dark red of blood on his fingers. He sighed and wiped his hand on his pant leg.

"Do you need more pain or are you willing to tell me about what you were planning?" Voldemort snarled above him.

"It was nothing, just a plan that I knew would never work, I gave up on it." Harry said shakily.

"Than why does the serpent mark keep telling me that the plan you have made will be set forth?"

Harry looked up sharply. "I never intended to use this plan. If you heard it right now you'd think it was a hopeless plan and most of all stupid, made up by a stupid sixteen year old Gryffindor." Harry spat.

"Than enlighten me unless you would like to feel more pain, Serpent."

"It was stupid. It was just turning into a big joke for me, I didn't want to start it and I would have really made a fool of myself if it didn't work and then you'd kill me even though you look like it now, but I just felt really stupid trying to make up a really weird plan that would never work in a hundred years. I didn't know that I was being stupid with this plan, but when I saw the carefree attitude you had I decided that maybe it would be a good idea. Now I think it's one of my most stupid ones I have ever come up with. If I told you that I wanted to try and get the most evil and powerful wizard to become nice and if it worked find him a girlfriend, but I was so stupid to think that I could do that. I knew I shouldn't have ever come up with it." Harry took a deep breath and watched the colors on Voldemort's usually chalk white face change like on a chameleon.

"I know I'm stupid and I wish you could just shoot me right now." He finished at last. He wondered slightly if Voldemort was able to follow his rambled explanation. Even he could not recall it back and wondered if it was okay to act insane once in a while. Even the Boy Who Lived has to have some days where nothing ever goes right.

And now here he stood waiting for the outburst of anger and Avada Kedavras. Instead Voldemort's face twisted until it was morphed into a weird expression of amusement as well as anger. They mixed perfectly with Voldemort's face and Harry choked on a half laugh half sob. Laughing that he might have gotten away and that Voldemort did not follow half on what he said and sobbing because maybe he had and the amusement was for when he starts torturing him, making him dance all over the hall with his firework of curses.

"Sir?" Harry asked trying to at least sound nicer and hoping that that little word would not set Voldemort off.

Voldemort stared at him with his unblinking eyes and started to say something, but before he could he choked and a second later he burst out laughing. The laugh filled the whole room as Voldemort laughed harder and harder.

/Maybe insane laughter is what kills him in the end./ Harry mused.

"That was the most hilarious thing I have ever heard of. It is absurd."

"At least you agree with me." Harry muttered under his breath.

"You should have seen the look on your face, it was terrible." Voldemort laughed again, he tried stifling his laughter behind his hands, looking like a little child laughing at a secret.

"Same goes for you." Harry muttered annoyingly.

"Thank you." Voldemort said sitting back down on his throne, chuckling still.

"For what? Making you torture me? Making you laugh at me? Haven't you heard anything I said?"

Voldemort burst out laughing again, "Of course I have, but it will never work. I am most evil to the core, Harry, I cannot be led into the light that quickly."

"I can work on it." Harry said.

"You can try. I can even give you a chance. You have all the time you need, but I should warn you before you start this useless quest; it will never work, I have learned all I need about the light side and the dark side, I have seen torture when Grindelwald was taking over and I have seen just how manipulative the light side is. It is no different then the dark side. They may use lighter methods, but they are no different. They do exactly what we do in order to gain what they want. That white bearded fool knows all about manipulations. He has tried to manipulate me when I was young, but I saw through his traps. Same way that you saw through them and I have escaped him. I came to Hogwarts hating the orphanage they sent me to, I hated the man in charge of the orphanage as he was a bastard who would do anything to get what he wanted. But I knew what /I/ wanted and I promised myself that that fool would pay dearly once I returned.

"And he did pay, he paid with more than just his pathetic muggle life. He had cursed his entire family and I tortured him until he begged for mercy. I was too gone into evil to realize it." He took a deep breath and his eyes turned to Harry. They were unfocused and Harry saw the anger in them.

Maybe that was what he could use to turn him back. Make him realize that all muggles weren't bad. He and Harry were not much different and Voldemort knew it, he knew all the struggles he went through, all the pain inflicted on him. And yet Harry was not tainted by the dark magic, not much anyway. So yeah he practiced them, but not as if he would ever use them, right? All he had to do is show Voldemort the meaning that there is good and evil. There are kind of people who are mean and who are as nice as they can get. Harry needed to show him that by trying to let him see the life of muggles who were not as unsophisticated as the man he had met in the orphanage.

Orphanage, he must have made at least one friend there, one he could always rely on to help him when he was in need. All Harry had to do was find that friend, that is unless Tom Riddle turned Voldemort killed him or her.

Harry pushed back his thoughts and smiled faintly at Voldemort. Who would have known.

"Alright, I'll take note of the warning, but I don't think It'll do much good."

"It might. Now we better pull ourselves together before they come back." Voldemort said getting up from his throne and vanishing the chair he had summoned for Harry. Harry stood up off the floor and managed to get behind Voldemort's chair before the Death Eaters began piling in again for the Marking.

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Harry sat on the stump of a tree with Ginny in his arms. He had told her everything that had happened and the two of them had thought it hilarious now that the danger had passed.

"I wish I was there to see the look on your face as he began to laugh." Ginny giggled for the thousandth time that night.

"Yeah well, if you saw an evil dark lord laughing as hard as he was, you would have taken the next emergency broom to Mungo's." Harry said.

Ginny laughed, "I don't they use emergency brooms, what if a person falls off?"

Harry laughed with her and pulled her into him tightly.

"So I guess it's back to phase one, huh?" Ginny snuggled closer.

"Mmhmm, but I still can't believe he agreed to it. He's confident he'll win this little scheme of mine."

"Don't worry, if you just find a list of the children that used to be at the Orphanage than you can contact the ones that are still alive and find out if they remember anything about him. I'll try to help you with it."

"Suddenly I think this is going to be harder than I thought."

"Of course it will."

"Thanks for the confidence." Harry said dryly.

Ginny laughed, "You're welcome." She lifted her head up and connected her lips with his.

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A/N: Haha, another sappy ending, thats okay though. so Harry's first plan was revealed, don't worry his second may or may not come to light, depends if Harry wins or not in making Voldemort see some sense. I was bored so I made this chapter a bit off on the weird side, but I still think it turned out okay. Why don't you guys go read my new one called Gone But Not Forgotten. I wrote it a long time ago, about two years ago and only started perfecting it about a month ago when it was nearing time to post it. It truly feels lonely...plz Submit ReviewReport Possible AbuseAdd Story to FavoritesAdd Author to FavoritesAdd Author to Author Alert 1. Chapter 1 Betrayal2. Chapter 2 The Window3. Chapter 3 Has no name4. Chapter 4 So What's It Going to Be?5. Chapter 5 My New Life6. Chapter 6 What's There To Lose?7. Chapter 7 The Tide Turns8. Chapter 8 Thrice Defied9. Chapter 9 GoodBye10. Chapter 10 The Test11. Chapter 11 The Talk12. Chapter 12 A Weird Moment13. Chapter 13 GoodBye Bella