Authors note: Another chapter! I've been typing them quickly today!
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Harry stumbled and fell. "Ow." "Stand up." Voldemort spat. Harry slowly got up and looked around. "Where are we?" He asked. "Malfoy Manor." Voldemort smirked. "My best friend is a Malfoy." Harry said thoughtfully. Voldemort ignored him.
"What are we doing here?" Harry asked. Voldemort ignored him again but instead walked up to the front door. Harry shrugged and skipped after him. The front door opened and Harry saw Lucius Malfoy standing in the doorway. Harry recognised him from when he visited them in the summer.
Lucius's eyes filled with fear, "Y-you're back." "I am." Voldemort stood impatiently waiting. "Y-you found him, my lord." Lucius said looking at Harry. "He found me." Voldemort looked at Harry with disdain. Harry shrugged, "I cut off my finger." He held up his left hand pointing his slightly red pointer finger.
Lucius Malfoy looked back up at Voldemort warily, "H-he's still alive?" "He is." Voldemort said sounding rather disappointed. Harry smirked, "I found his diary and made him come back." Voldemort glared at him.
"Can we come in?" Harry asked. Lucius looked down at him. "Yes." Voldemort answered. "I didn't ask you." Harry snapped. "Yes, of c-course." Lucius moved out the way. Voldemort walked inside the house with Harry trailing behind. Lucius shut the door behind them.
"Call everyone." Voldemort said carelessly. Lucius looked nervously at Voldemort before rolling up his sleeve and pressing his wand to a tattoo on his arm. "When can we kill someone?" Harry asked quickly. "When we need to." Voldemort snapped. Harry scowled and sat himself down at the Malfoy's dining room table.
Narcissa Malfoy walked in and stopped dead in her tracks. She stared at Harry and then her eyes slowly trailed up to Voldemort. "My Lord." She said quietly. "I'm here to." Harry grumbled
"I have business to attend to, entertain him." Voldemort said in a bored tone and before anyone could say anything he disappeared. Lucius and Narcissa slowly looked back at Harry. "Hi." Harry said. Neither of them said anything they just stood there looking at him cautiously.
There was a loud pop and a few people appeared. Harry turned his head to look at them. "You have him!" One of them cried. "We have you." Harry corrected. "And who's 'we'?" A different person sneered. "Me and Tom!" Harry said happily. "And who may Tom be?" A man in a fancy suit asked sniggering. Harry stared at them, "Voldemort, of course. Do you not even know his name?" Each new comer froze.
"He's back?" Someone whispered. "I cut off my finger for him and then he leaves me with you idiots." Harry grumbled. There were a few more pops and a large amount of people appeared.
"There's a lot of you." Harry said thoughtfully. Voldemort appeared again with a couple of people in rags. "You found him!" A lady with black curly hair cried happily. Harry sighed and put his head in his hands. Was everyone this stupid?
"He found me." Voldemort stated for the second time. "I'm bored." Harry added. Voldemort glared at him, "Go to bed then." "What bed? I don't have a bed." Harry snapped. "Find him one." Voldemort looked at Narcissa before turning away. "Follow me." Narcissa said quietly. Harry scowled and followed after her.
He trailed behind her until she finally stopped, "You can have this room." She said. Harry peered inside. The room had a king size bed in the corner off with a fancy window on the other side. He shrugged; he didn't know what else to do. It was much better than the bedroom the Dursleys gave him.
"What time is it?" He asked. "Midnight." Narcissa answered. Harry nodded and walked into the room.
After she left Harry shut the door and locked it. He then walked over to the window and looked down. He was very high up, the room he was in must of been at least twenty meters high.
He walked over to the bed, took his shoes off, turned the light off and then got into bed. He fell asleep straight away and didn't wake until the morning.
Harry opened his eyes, screeched and fell out of his bed. He had claimed the bed as his own for as long as he was alive the night before.
"You don't need to stand over me until I wake up, it's creepy." He said crossly. "I was waiting not standing over you." Voldemort snapped. "Yeah, yeah, same thing." Harry muttered. He grabbed his shoes and put them on. "What do you want?" Harry asked. "You." Voldemort said angrily. "Why?" Harry asked suspiciously. Voldemort ignored him and instead strode out the room
"Thanks for the lack of information." Harry grumbled walking out after him.
Harry followed Voldemort down stairs to where the group of people from the night before were standing.
"What?" Harry questioned. "Your absence from Hogwarts will be noticed." Voldemort stated. "And?" Harry asked. "You are famous." Voldemort added. "And?" Harry repeated. Voldemort glared at him, "They will try to find you and the ministry will come up with ridiculous reasons." "So?" Harry shrugged. "You are very annoying." Voldemort scowled. "It's one of my best qualities." Harry said thoughtfully
"I'm bored." He added. "I'm bored of you and always will be." Voldemort snapped. "So, I don't have to stay?" Harry asked slyly. Voldemort ignored him and turned to his followers. Harry smirked and slipped out the house.
He walked down the cobbled street playing with his wand.
"I knew there was something odd about the people who live here!" Harry turned around to see a boy around his age grinning. "What?" He snapped. "You're a wizard." He said. "And you're a muggle, goodbye." Harry turned away and continued walking down the street.
"Don't leave!" The boy cried running after Harry, "You need to teach me magic tricks!" Harry snorted. "I don't know magic tricks, I know magic. Magic tricks are for muggles, magic is for wizards." "Well then teach me how to be a wizard!" The boy said happily. "I can't teach you how to be a wizard, you have to be born a wizard." Harry scowled.
"Show me magic then, I want to see!" The boy said joining Harry's side. "Go away." Harry snapped. "But-" "Leave or I'll hex you." Harry said crossly. The boy turned sadly and walked away. Harry smirked, the boy would probably go tell someone he met a wizard, people would think he was going crazy.
Harry found a park. He looked around for something fun to do. He spotted a frog and walked towards it. "Avada Kedavra!" Harry yelled pointing his wand at the frog. The frog didn't even flinch. "Die, you stupid frog!" Harry yelled, "Avada Kedavra!" There was a flash of green light and the frog was dead. "Second time! I only had to do it twice! I did it!" Harry jumped up and down happily.
There was a loud pop and two wizards appeared. Harry tripped and didn't bother to stand up again.
"Harry James Potter, we have a warrant for your arrest." "Okay." Harry shrugged. "Want my wand?" He asked. "Yes." One man said sternly. Harry threw the man his wand and turned to the lady, "I killed a frog." "It's illegal to kill any living creature with that curse." She said her hair turning a dark shade of green. "I know." He shrugged again. He stood up and held out his arm. "Azkaban?" He asked. "That depends." She said. Both aurors took hold of one of Harry's arms and they disappeared.
Voldemort stood in the park looking down at the dead frog. "Typical." He muttered angrily.