Disclaimer: I only own Voldemort taking Harry's place. J.K. Rowling owns everything else. So don't sue.

Author's note: This takes place in book 1 ch.12, pg. 194. I've just added a little twist to it. Happy reading!!

The next morning, Harry woke up to a surprise. His mother came in his room and gave him breakfast. Not used to this kind of treatment, Harry's neck started to turn scarlet like his bed sheets.

Lily noticed and thought, Petunia must have never treated Harry like this. Lily said, "Did Aunt Petunia ever treat you like this?" She asked softly.
Harry looked down at his toast. "No. It was always Dudley this and Dudley that. They never even told me that I was a wizard until Hagrid came to the boat we were on and told me." Harry looked at his mother and wondered if she was upset.

Lily sighed. "Well, your aunt never liked me after I got my letter to Hogwarts. After all, we were Muggle-borns and she thought that I was abnormal."

"Uncle Vernon said that to me bunches of times. If someone came to their house, I was sent to a cupboard, and I was to stay there until they left."

Lily felt anger build up inside of her at the thought of what her son had been through the last ten years. If I ever get out of here, I will make Petunia sorry that she ever hurt my Harry.

"Mum? Mum?" Harry said worriedly, waving a hand in her face.

Snapping back to reality, Lily looked at her son. "Sorry, Harry. Were you saying something?"

"I was just wondering, what is there to do in this realm?" Harry asked his mother, still concerned.

"Well, were are actually trapped inside a mansion. If you try to go through the main door, you will be knocked down with such force that you will be unable to get up unless someone comes to your aid." Lily said, shuddering.

"How do you know? Maybe there is a secret way out or something." Harry said hopefully, looking at his mother.

"There isn't." Lily said.

"How do you know?" Harry asked earnestly

Lily looked at Harry with loving eyes. "Because, your father and I already tried to look for a way out when we were trying to get back to your realm. There is no other way out except-." Lily's hand flew to her mouth.

Excited, Harry quickly asked, "Except what? Has someone escaped from here? Mum, please tell me!"

Lily quickly picked up the tray and left the room in a hurry, not answering the questions Harry asked. What have I done? Lily thought. Every time he see's me, Harry will ask me the same question. Lily bit her lip thinking hard. I must tell James. With that, she quickened her pace and set off to search for him.

Voldemort was awaked by Ron. "Hey Harry! Wake up! We are going to be late for breakfast." Voldemort opened his eyes and looked at Ron. "Ok, ok, no need to shout." Voldemort threw the blankets off of him and changed into Harry's robes. Now black, Voldemort thought with a smile, is my favorite color.

"Why are you smiling Harry?" Voldemort turned to Ron and saw Wormtail in Ron's hand. "Oh yeah, your family right?" Ron said answering his own question. Ron put Scabber's on his bed and followed Harry/Voldemort down to the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione, busy reading a book, didn't notice Ron and Harry enter the common room. Harry/Voldemort turned to Ron and whispered something in his ear. Then Voldemort crept up behind Hermione and yelled, "Gotcha!"

"Hermione yelped and whirled around. "HARRY!" But Ron and Harry/Voldemort already ran out the door, with Hermione at their heels. Wait a minute, Hermione thought, why is Harry doing this? He's not the type who goes around and scare people. Hermione nearly ran into Ron and Harry/Voldemort. Professor Snape was sneering down at the three of them.

"Well, well, well. Three students running in the hall. Ten points from Gryffindor!" Professor Snape left them, still murmuring, "Three students running in the corridor! Tsk, tsk."

So, Voldemort thought, Severus is now a professor at Hogwarts. Well, we'll just see about that.

As Ron, Hermione, and Harry/Voldemort sat down at the Gryffindor table for breakfast, Dumbledore kept sneaking glances at Voldemort. Something is just not right, he thought. Harry always eats toast, no matter what his mood is.

"Hey Harry," Ron said looking at Harry/Voldemort strangely, "Why aren't you gpomg to eat some toast? You always eat toast. Even when Malfoy knocked out some of your teeth. Of course Madam Pomfrey fixed that before you had toast the next day."

Voldemort smiled. Good going Malfoy. He turned his attention back to Ron. "Well I just don't feel like eating toast today." The truth was that Voldemort was never fond of eating toast.

"Come on Harry. You know you can't resist toast," Hermione replied, her mouth filled with bacon.

"Yeah Harry. Imagine, Harry Potter not eating a single piece of toast!" Ron pretended to faint. Hermione laughed.

"Good impression, Ron." She said. Ron grinned.

"Listen! If I don't want to eat toast, don't push me!" Voldemort yelled.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other. "Ok, Harry. Sorry. It's just that you never pass up a chance to eat toast." Hermione said softly.

Voldemort got up and stomped away from the Great Hall.

"Something's up," Ron said to Hermione. "Come on, let's follow him." Ron grabbed Hermione's arm and practically dragged her out the Great Hall. Dumbledore watched the two First Years run after their friend.

Lily looked pointedly at James. He took the hint. "I guess there's no other choice than to tell you. The way to escape from here is to, er-" James trailed off.

"How? How?" Harry said eagerly.

James sighed. "You'll have to turn turn into another person or an animal in order to return back," Lily said, looking down at the floor.

Harry took a step back. "WHAT?!" Harry exclaimed. His father put a hand on his shoulder. "And you will lose your memories as yourself. There is no other way, son. Unless someone defeats Voldemort."

Harry looked at his parents. "Are you sure?" He whispered.

His parents only nodded. Harry ran from the corridor. "Harry wait!" Lily called after him. She ran after him, James following close behind. Harry burst opened the door to the room which contained the mirror. He started to pound on the mirror, leaving a few scratches behind. "Let me out of here!" He screamed. James grabbed Harry's shoulders. "Harry!" He yelled over his screaming. "Calm down!"

"How can I calm down if I can never get out of here!" Harry exclaimed. Lily and James steered him out of the room. Just then, a voice behind them made them jump. "Going somewhere?" Voldemort was staring back at the family trio in his true form. "YOU!" Harry exploded.
Voldemort sneered. "What's wrong? Mirror got your reflection?" He laughed wickedly.

"Let me out of here!" Harry screamed again.

"So, you want to get out do you? Well then, join my Dark forces and you will get out of the mirror." Voldemort said, his cold eyes burning into Harry's green ones.

"Never!"

Harry saw the door in Hogwarts opened behind Voldemort. Voldemort noticed too.

Hermione and Ron were looking horror-stricked at the sight before them. "Oh my gosh! Harry is inside the Mirror of Erised!" Ron screamed in fake shockness. "RUN!" He grabbed Hermione, whose feet seemed to have been glued to the floor, and ran out the corridor.

Voldemort glared at Harry. "I'll be back." And he ran after Ron and Hermione in Harry's form.

As the two friends ran down the corridor, Hermione took the hint of being suprised and said in fake, confused voice, "The Mirror of what?"

"The Mirror of Erised. It's supposed to show your deepest desires. I guess Harry got carried away or something. Come on! That was Voldemort! He was in Harry's body!"

"WHAT?!

"You heard me! Come on! Let's go to the library."

"Why?"

Ron sighed, know that Voldemort was probably on their tails. "To find a way to get Harry, out of the mirror!" Ron said exasperated.

When they arrived at the library, Ron got a book on mirror spells and started to look through it franticly.

"Ron. Listen, the only way that Voldemort got Harry trapped in the mirror is probably by Dark magic. It's possible that the reference is in the Restricted Area." Hermione said.

"We can't get into their without a professor's signature. Who would belive that Harry is trapped inside a mirror?" Ron said to Hermione, looking hopeless.

Hermione grinned. "I know who would though."

Ron looked confused. "Who?"

"Professor Dumbledore, Ron!" Hermione said pulling Ron out the library.

They ran to Dumbledore's office, not noticing Professor Snape's shocked expression as the two students nearly ambushed him. Ron began to name all the sweets he knew. None worked.

Hermione pushed Ron away and began to yell and pound the door. "Professor Dumbledore!" She yelled. "Let us in! We got something really important to ask you!" Finally the door opened. Professor Dumbledore looked at Hermione with a questioning look. "Something wrong Hermione?"

"Very wrong," Ron cut in.

"Well then, come into my office." Dumbledore led them to two chairs and asked them to sit down. "Now, what is it?"
"Well Professor, what happened was that Harry didn't want to eat toast and everyone knows that Harry couldn't pass up a chance to eat some," Hermione said in a rushed voice.

"Yes, I noticed that." Dumbledore said thoughtfully over his cresent moon shaped glasses.

"He stomped out of the Great Hall so we followed him, and when we caught up with him, we asked him what was wrong with him and he called Herm-" Ron said.

"He called me a mudblood, Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione blurted out.

Ron continued, "Yeah, he called Hermione that. The real Harry had once shown me the Mirror of Erised and I took Hermione there-" Ron was cut off again.

"And we saw Harry in there!" Hermione said quickly.

"He told us that Voldemort was planning to take over the wizarding and muggle worlds in less than a month," Ron said, ingnoring Hermione's second outburst.

Dumbledore looked a bit shocked at the news. Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"And we need permission to look through the books in the Restricted Area," Hermione said timidly.

"Of course." Dumbledore quickly signed a piece of paper giving his permission. "Go and find something quickly."

As Hermione and Ron got up to leave, they heard screaming coming outside Professor Dumbledore's office. Ron cautiously opened the door. He was knocked down when the door was flung open. There stood Voldemort in his true form, a dark hood covering his face.

"You may think I'm afraid of you, Dumbledore. But not anymore." Voldemort let out a cruel laugh. "And your friend, Harry Potter, is trapped in the mirror forever." Voldemort pulled out a rat from his pocket.

"Hey! That's my rat!" Ron protested.

"Not anymore. Wormtail!" Wormtail transformed into his human form.

Ron gasped. Using this opportunity, Hermione ran out the door and rushed to the library. Hermione threw the note on Madame Pince's desk and ran off to the Restricted Area. She pulled down the first Volume of Magical Mirrors with shaking hands. As she searched with fumbling fingers, Ron came rushing up behind her.

"Hermione! Did you find anything?" Ron said in a rush.

"No. Search the second volume of Magical Mirrors," Hermione said not looking up.

Ron took down the book and searched through it. Finally Ron found it.

"I found it!" Ron shouted.

"Let me see!" Hermione shrieked, grabbing the book out of Ron's hands. She read furiously as Ron conquered up a quill and parchment. "Ok, in order to free a prisoner from the Mirror of Erised, you must use that person's House sword."

"Are you writing this down, Ron?" Hermione asked.

"What's it look like I'm doing?" Ron said throwing his arms in the air, exasperated. "Keep reading!"

Hermione continued. "You must also the Mirror Switch Spell. First, collect the following: One Phoenix tail feather, some Gertaina Herbs, the shell of a newborn owl, a small root of