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A/N: I am so sorry I have not updated soon but I had to finish a research paper, cheerleading, and midterms are coming up soon and school is crazy. Please forgive me and read and review. Here you go…chapter 9!

Chapter 9: Twenty-Four Hours

Harry did not know how long he was in that bag but before much time passed he was being dumped onto the cold floor of what was probably a cell. Then two people started to chain him to a wall. Harry figured that they must have put some curse on him because although he wanted to fight back his muscles did not move.

"Master will be in soon to see you." a voice told Harry from underneath his hood.

As Harry waited on the cold floor for Voldemort to come and see him, his limbs started responding again. But besides that he started thinking. If Voldemort were to come here and kill him then would he still be able to go back to the other world. Did he want to go back to the other world? If he and his parents escaped from Voldemort they could live free together. Harry was more confused then ever; he really needed to talk to Fate. She seemed to know everything.

But before he could continue, his train of thought was cut off by a cold voice, "Mr. Potter, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Harry just stayed quiet. Although he had seen Voldemort before he had never felt so helpless. He had no weapon; Harry figured they must have taken it and snapped it.

"I figured you would not answer me, but you can be forced to."

Harry still did not speak; he would not let him win.

"Leave me alone with him," Voldemort said to his followers. "This I want to do alone."

At this Harry started to panic. Normally being alone with the one who killed his parents would not bother him, since he had been in this position before, but since he had nothing to fight with he felt his courage slipping away.

"Why don't you just kill me already." Harry said shocking himself that he was asking for death.

"Now why would I do that?" Voldemort asked.

"I am the only one who can stop you and now you are letting me live!" Harry shouted at him, his courage seemed to be coming back.

"Potter you will mind your tongue or that will be the first thing to go!" Voldemort said getting angry.

At this comment Harry closed his mouth and stayed quiet, at least for the time being.

"Now that's better." Voldemort said smiling in his evil way which scared Harry. "I have not killed you yet for one reason, you are the one who is destined to be my match, my worthy adversary. But there is another prophecy about you and I that you are unaware of."

Voldemort waited for Harry to give an answer but all he got was a clueless face from Harry.

"One which is little known to the wizarding community, since my own seer has foretold this. If you are I work together instead of being on opposite sides, then we will be indestructible. Think about it Potter, we could live forever with enough power to destroy or bring back to life anyone we please." Voldemort said trying to sound warm hearted.

"I know your ways Voldemort!" Harry shouted at him, "If I join you, you will throw me in a dungeon so that I will never see the light of day again! And you have no power over the dead, once people are in the world of the dead there is no way to come back to the world of the living."

At this Voldemort raised his wand to Harry's throat and muttered a curse that caused no more words to escape Harry's mouth.

"That's better. Perhaps she was right, maybe you are too smart to join my side." Voldemort said getting back to his old cruel self.

At this Voldemort made for the door and said, "I will give you more time to ponder this Potter, twenty-four hours. At that hour you shall make you final choice of whether you will join me or not, if not then it must be done."

"I'm not afraid of death." Harry told him back.

"I was not planning on killing you, no that would be too easy. But I will start with that dear mudblood mother of yours." Then Voldemort laughed, as Harry was screaming no, and closed the door.

Once the door was closed it opened back up again a few minutes later to show three hooded figures.

"Master asks us to help you make your choice," one of the figures said with a laugh.

And with that they threw curses at him, most which he did not know. He bleed wildly from every place the curses hit and Harry soon found himself unconscious.

Harry did not know how long he was unconscious, but all he knew was he awoke to a warm comforting feeling on his face. With that feeling he opened his eyes hoping to be back home with his parents but all he saw was a girl putting a warm cloth to his cuts.

"Oh thank God your awake," she said in an all too familiar voice.

"Fate, is that you." Harry said trying to get up from his current position.

"No, no, no you stay on you back. If you get up you might pass out again," she said with much concern.

"Fate, stop playing games and help me out of here," Harry said pointing to his chains.

"They must have hit your head harder then I thought," she said.

Harry then realized that he was getting that comment a lot.

"I must look like a friend of yours, I'm sorry but I am not the person that you speak of," she said moving to clean the cuts on his arms.

Harry was bewildered. This girl looked exactly like Fate, but she did not act like her. If he touched her skin she did not flinch and perhaps the most recognizable, she no longer had an American accent. She talked the same way he did.

"No, I guess you couldn't be her." Harry said watching her clean his cuts.

"There, I'm finished." she said putting her cloth back in its bucket. She then went to go leave but was stopped by Harry's words.

"Where are you going?"

"There are many more prisoners in these cells that need much more care than you."

"Are my parents still alive?" Harry asked hoping to hear some news on their situations, since she would seem to know the state of everyone in the prison.

"I don't know, I still believe Voldemort is with your father. But your mother…"

"What about my mother?" Harry said sitting up against the cell.

"She is not given the same curtsy everyone is given, I am not even allowed to see her."

"Just because of her bloodline!" Harry yelled.

"Of course, Voldemort as many people in this wizarding world judge you by what you are rather then who you are."

"No they don't! Only Voldemort would judge people for being of different lineage." Harry yelled.

At this she became angry and threw herself on the ground so that her face was right next to Harry's, "That is not true! You would not even speak to me if you knew what I was."

At this Harry stayed quiet as she got up to leave.

"I will try to see your father and mother and then come tell you about their situation," she said as she left.

Then Harry felt a wand on his throat and a voice saying, "Having fun?"

It was Fate, the real Fate.

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