"You killed my father!" Harry yelled at Lord Voldemort. Voldemort shook his disgusting head, "No Harry, I am your father." Harry screamed, "Nooooooooo!" "Come on son, we have a lot of catching up to do." Reluctantly Harry followed the mad man as they went to Knockturn Alley. The boy looked up at Lord Voldemort and asked, "Then why have you been trying to kill me?" Voldemort shrugged, "What else was I supposed to do all these years? It's been quite boring." Harry blinked as he looked at Lord Voldemort. Harry was shocked then paused. "Why the hell am I following him?" Harry began to dash, but Lord Voldemort grabbed him and asked him what he was doing. "What the hell are you doing that for? Stay here like a good boy while I go into the shops." Harry gulped and nodded, who ever knew Voldemort was so damn weird? Voldemort went into the shops when Harry tried to run again. But he soon found that Voldemort had chained his leg to a lamp post. Harry pouted as he stood there, stuck. He looked around for anybody who would help. Two bright red freckled heads stood out. One of them stared at Harry and yelled,"Holy pigs on pogosticks! Harry, what are you doing here?" Fred chimed in,"And why are you chained?" Harry gulped,"What are you doing here?" Fred and George snickered then George said,"Well, we were travelling by floo, and you know how we've always wanted to come here." Fred continued,"So we just went to Knockturn instead of Diagon!" George sighed,"But mum'd kill us if she found out." Fred nodded the added,"But we'll just say we had a bit of a floo problem and then bring you back with us." George nodded,"Mum would forget about it, she adores you Harry!" Fred and George started to pick the lock at Harry's foot with a hair pin. With a small clink Harry's foot was loose. George and Fred wasted no time and ran grabbing Harry who was struggling to stand up.