"Drop your wands!" screamed Bellatrix, as she kept hold of Hermione.
Harry and Ron did as she said.
"Draco, pick them up."
Draco obliged and did as his aunt said.
"Well, well. Harry Potter: All bright, shiny and new, ready for the Dark Lord. Call him!" she commanded her brother-in-law.
Lucius nervously did as she said. In a few minutes Harry felt his scar hurt, and within a few more minutes a form of black smoke appeared. As it cleared, Voldemort appeared.
"Well it looks like finally my followers have done something right for once," he said as he approached Harry.
Harry closed his eyes; he didn't want to look weak, but he had nothing to defend himself with at the moment. Instead of hearing a spell cast by Voldemort, Harry felt a hand on his shoulder.
"I know what you are, Harry Potter."
"You know? How long?" Harry asked.
"Since you destroyed my locket."
"My Lord, what are you talking about?" said Bellatrix.
"That is none of your concern, Bella. This is between me and Potter. Take the Mudblood and Bloodtraitor to the cellar. I'm going to talk with Potter."
Voldemort took hold of Harry's arm, but Harry quickly snatched it away fom him.
"Oh- Being defiant are we? Well, I'm going to inform you Harry: If you don't come with me, your friends die," said Voldemort, "Now let's try this again."
Harry let Voldemort take his arm and lead him upstairs. Harry guessed this was Voldemort's part of the house. Voldemort opened the door at the end of the hallway. The room was simple enough. The Dark Lord waited for Harry to get in, then closed the door. He walked over to a chair in the middle of the room and sat down. He looked to see that Harry was still standing.
"Well, come sit down. I won't hurt you unless you do something wrong," said Voldemort.
Harry did what he said only because he didn't want anything to happen to Ron or Hermione. Harry took the seat across from him.
"So, Im a Horcrux."
"Yes, indeed. I just can't believe it took me this long to realize it, but now it changes everything. I cannot kill you. You must be kept alive and I cannot let you leave. You will remain with me."
"No, not a chance," said Harry as he stood up.
Voldemort took out the Elder Wand and pointed it at Harry, "Crucio!"
Harry immediately fell to the ground in pain. Voldemort removed the spell.
"Get up!" he demanded.
Harry did as he said but stayed standing, "You expect me to stay here? There is no way!"
"Stop being so defiant," said Voldemort.
"I'm seventeen; I'm supposed to be defiant," said Harry.
"I'll have to fix that then," said Voldemort.
Harry did not like the sound of that. He stood up, walked over to Harry and grabbed hold of his chin, "I'm going to enjoy this..."
"I thought you said you wouldn't hurt me," said Harry.
"I won't as long as you cooperate," said Voldemort.
"I will only stay if you agree to let my friends go," said Harry.
"I don't think you are in a postition to bargain with me, Harry," said Voldemort.
Harry noticed Voldemort had left the Elder Wand on the table and quickly dashed for it. Once he took hold of it, he put it to his own head.
"Let them go, Tom, or I will kill myself," said Harry.
"Very well," said Voldemort, "I will let them go."
"I want to say goodbye to them before they leave," said Harry.