Kylie woke up the next morning and rolled out of bed. Yawning, she pulled on a tank top and shorts, and walked out of the dormitory into the common room. "Thank god it's Saturday!" she thought. Otherwise she would have to be wearing the same old black robes again. "The professors sure do have a bad taste in fashion and color," she thought, wrinkling her nose.

"Strange.nobody's here!" she said, thinking aloud. Shrugging, she walked through the portrait of the fat lady and walked down the marble staircase into the Great Hall. It was deserted.

"WHERE IS EVERYBODY?!" she shrieked in panic, her voice bouncing off the walls.

**They're with meee.**

She swung herself around, her long brown hair whipping her face. "WHO SAID THAT?!"

The person laughed evilly. **Are you ssssure you don't know who I am, Kylie?**

"You sound like a snake." Kylie muttered, thinking hard.

"KYLIE!" a voice yelled.

Her head was spinning, but she forced herself to look at the person who had yelled. It was Harry!

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? GET OUT! HE'S GOING TO-"

**Shut up, Potter!**

There was a flash of green, and Harry sunk to the floor, twitching madly, as his eyes rolled helplessly in their sockets.

Kylie looked away, both in horror and disgust.

"V-voldemort!" Harry gasped, gaining control with himself. Still trembling, he got up from the floor and wiped some blood dripping down the side of his mouth with his shirt. "You're going to pay!"

**I told you to shut UP, Potter!**

There was another blinding flash of green, and Harry fell to the floor, shaking violently.

"I have to do something!" Kylie screamed in her thoughts. "VOLDEMORT! PICK ON SOMEBODY YOUR OWN SIZE!"

There was the same evil laugh that made the hairs on her neck stand on end. **But you see, Kylie, you ARE my size!**

"G-get out of h-here!" Harry gasped, looking at Kylie. "You're going to-to"

Another flash of green, and Harry lay on the floor-motionless.





Srry ppl! This is the end of thee so-called chapter 3! Haha! please r/r!