Standing in front of his deatheaters, Voldemort addressed one in particular.
"Severus" He hissed, drawing the ess's out. " I have received word that there is a spy in our midst. Do you know who?"
"No my lord. I do not know whom you may be talking about. And if a may ask, what happened to draw this conclusion?" Severus answered. His calm exterior was in place, but at the same time he was panicking inside.
"I told three people of my attack on Azkaban, you, Malfoy, and Nott. Now, I do doubt Nott's loyalty, but I doubt yours more. Seeing that Malfoy was laying in the hospital at the time from the previous raid, and you were a Hogwarts where the person who found out was, I have reason to believe byou/b Severus, are the spy." Voldemort hissed. Severus didn't get a chance to do anything before pain erupted throughout his body.
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Harry Potter woke with a start, and a scream. That was very unfortunate because Vernon Dursley came thundering into his bedroom after that.
"What ARE you doing!" he bellowed. "Some people are trying to sleep! You ungrateful little freak!"
"I'm s-s-sorry Uncle Vernon" Harry stuttered while cringing, his uncle's fist had connected with his face. Harry could feel his jaw break.
The next few hours were a mystery to Harry, he was unconscious five minutes after the initial blow, and didn't remember anything.
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"But MUM! He hasn't answered out owls or anything! We HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!!!!!" Ronald Weasley bellowed at his mother. " 'Mione and I are worried…Very worried."
"I don't care right now, you are grounded and not getting out of it! I will ask your father to look into it if you want, but you are not going anywhere!" Molly weasley exclaimed and left the room.
Shaking his head, Ronald Weasley walked dejectedly over to his bed and lay down. Not wanting to forget about Harry by going to sleep. Well, he didn't forget about him, he witnessed the beating.
! I! I! I! I! I! Ron's Dream! I! I! I! I! I!
"You filthy freak!" Vernon Dursley yelled and hit his nephew across the face. "We decent people are trying to get some sleep! But you feel the need to make sure we don't get it! You filthy freak!"
"I-I-I'm s-sorry Uncle Vernon! I d-didn't mean to-to-to wake you up!" Harry yelled, but his efforts were useless, Vernon Dursley didn't care about his nephew's well being, just wanted to be rid of him.
Ron witnessed the beating for another half hour before Vernon Dursley let upp on his nephew.
Turning and walking out of the room, Vernon Dursley looked like he had won the lottery.
! I! I! I! I! I! End Ron's Dream! I! I! I! I! I!