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Chapter Two: Emotions Changing

In the threshold of the recently destroyed door, stood a dark figure. With crimson
eyes sparkling worriedly he glided with ease through the house to the living room. The
scene that was there startled the Dark Lord that so many feared.

Harry Potter laid as a heap on the floor crying softly. A purple-faced man stood
over him with his over grown foot mashed into the boys back. The other Muggles in the
room stood aroung in a semi-circle gloating at the broken boy bleeding all over the place.
As the image finally hit home, a wand similar to Harry's was revealed from the
folds of the older wizard.

When the pressure in Harry's back lessened at the intrusion, Harry regained
consciousness and squirmed. Harry looked up and squinted. It was kind of hard to see the
distinct features of the persons face, but it looked like to Harry that a 18-19 year old man
was holding a stick and-

'It's a wand Harry thought with relief' but then the boy started to panic. Someone
was seeing him in this predicament. This is not what Harry wanted. 'Go away' Harry
screamed telepathically to the intruder, 'I can handle this, it's not as bad as it looks. I've
had worst done to me'.

As if the figure had actually heard Harry's silent plea he stepped back and
replaced his wand. The anger rose to an all time high, but Tom remembered what
Dumbledore said as he apparated away. He will not risk his future with Harry over these
revolting people.

Walking over to Harry, Tom gave Vernon a poisonous look and the man, with no
sense what so ever, tried to stare him down.

"Could you //kindly// remove your foot from my husbands back." Voldemort
hissed with venom.

"Exactly who do you think you are breaking into my house and terrorizing my
family? You magic //freaks// have no respect for others property." Vernon countered.

Tom looked at the whale of a man coolly while bending over and tenderly picking
up the ebony haired boy. With Harry in his arms Tom walked over and into the fireplace.
With his right hand threw in some Floo powder.

"Hogwart's Infirmary." Tom said teeth clenched. In the back of him he could here
Petunia screaming at her husband to do something, but he didn't look beck and nor did he
care.