Snake Fang

by Mystic Loser

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Chapter Two: Blinded by Hate

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From the Harry's POV...

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Its been two weeks. No, three. I haven't been paying attention to time latley. Days seem to float in and out, interupted by spells of horriable head aches.. How many days since I followed Janice to Dracos room? Im not sure. I hadn't been able to say what I meant to that day. I wanted to explain to Draco.. just what was going on. I couldn't tell him now anyway.

Its getting worse. Sadly I have lost the one thing I felt I could hide from Riddle in. A small journal I bought at Hogsmead. He can see everything I write down, but in that journal I felt safe. SAFE. Something I haven't felt for awhile.

I chuckled slightly, falling back on my bed. Ron and the others were out somewhere. I was alone. But that was wrong, I was never alone. The chuckle turned into a laugh. No normal laugh. No, this was the laugh ofa boy whose gone insane from being chased. The sound of my hysterical laughter filled the room. My face reddened and I began to gasp for air between laughs, clutching my stomache.

"Now, now, Harry, you wouldn't want to laugh yourself to death.." a soft venom filled voice whispered from the corner of the room. I immediatly stopped laughing and sat up on the bed.

"Voldemort.."

My mouth barley formed the words, before the ebony haired sixteen year old pulled me up.

"Now, lets not be that formal, only my friends and servants call me that. And you are neither of those."

"You don't have friends." I replied bluntly.

"Cocky." he hissed. I wouldn't back down. Finally, my stalker chose to reveal himself, and I was prepared as I'd ever be.

"I'd watch your tounge, Harry." he hissed in my ear, too close for comfort.

"Whatever you say, Riddle." I replied, stepping back, but to my dismay I fell back on my bed. Not smart, Harry, not smart at all.

Riddle wasted no time in taking advantage of this situation. He jumped on my stomache, pinning me to the bed.

"Yes.. I would indeed watch that tounge of yours..or I might end up biting it off." Riddle growled, rubbing against me. I swallowed and forced myself to look him in the eyes.

"What is it with me and Slytherins, eh'?" I laughed. He narrowed his eyes, as if trying to read through me.

"What do you mean?" he said.

"I mean first Draco and now this." I was laughing hystericaly now, "I mean, I knew I was popular with snakes but this is just stupid.."

Riddle placed a hand over my mouth and shook his head. "Are you saying the Dark Lord's desire is stupid? After years of living down the fact I was beaten by such a head strong young boy, its stupid to act this way? To want to feel what its like to be inside *YOU*. The Wonderful Harry Potter? To be one with such a powerful boy?" A light shinned in his eyes. A manical grin spread across his face. "After existing in a world where Im half dead, half living, this is the only way for me to come back.

With that he removed his hand and forced his lips upon mine. Tears sprang into my eyes as his nails dug into my arms.

....Draco... you said you'd protect me...

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Loser: ^_^ I decided to write Harry's P.O.V. for this chapter. O.o don't worry Riddle will get his at some point in this story.

Riddle:*fades in* D I will..?

Loser: eep...*grabs keyboard and franticly types*

anvil falls on Riddles head

Loser: And once again, the magic of being an author saves me. HURRAY!

Riddle: Damn Anime-Wannabe.

Loser: Gomen! Ja ne! Uhh... WATASHI WA BAKA!