A/N: Ok people I know I haven't done this lately but I wanna thank some reviewers.

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Thanks to everyone else who has reviewed the last couple of chapters and I will be posting a chapter just to thanks everybody. yeah that's right all 57 of you people. And the people who reviewed more than once gets recognized more than once and will be receiving a special thank-you from me!

" Wormtail!" Hissed a evil voice. " Get the prisoner."

Wormtail obeyed his master and within minutes a tall figure appeared by Wormatail's side. The figure had dark black hair and brown skin. He was wearing ordinary muggle clothes, but there was a beaded necklace around his neck. There was some feathers on his vest.

" You are a Native American right?" Voldemort asked.

The Indian nodded.

" How much do you know about dream magic?" Voldemort asked coolly.

A dreadful silence filled the air.

" Tell me now." Voldemort demanded.

More silence.

" Wormtail get the veturism." Voldemort yelled placing a body lock curse on the Indian.

Wormtail came back a minute later with a vile that had a deep purple substance in it. Wormtail forced the vile into the Native American's mouth than the Indian looked carefree.

" Tell me how much you know about dream magic!" Voldemort yelled his temper very short.

" Very much." The Indian said as though he were talking to one of his own. " Almost all there is to know. A dream can lead to good things or bad."

" Now tell me you can control dreams right?" Voldemort asked gaining some more patience.

" Yes. But only those who have strong Dream Magic can do it."

" Can you take control of somebody in their dreams? Not just scaring them to a deep sleep." Voldemort asked.

" Not for evil purposes. If a boy needs to realize he needs to start to become a man, a dream will tell him." The Indian answered.

" Perfect." Voldemort whispered. " Imperio! You will only obey me. You will do only what's told of you from me. Now go back to your cell! I will call you later."

Voldemort had a evil grin upon his face. " Nigini, come." He whispered but only Nigini could hear him. For what humans either magical or muggle could just hear weird evil like sounds.

" Nigini go check on the boy. Make sure the young Malfoy is keeping his promise when he became a Death Eater."

In the 7th year boy dorms about a thousand miles away, Harry Potter woke up with his scar throbbing.

A/N: Ok this chapter ended up being longer than I thought it would be. I hope you all paid good attention to the chapter. I gave more hints than I think I should have. But I left out one major detail. THAT WILL NOT BE REVILED UNTIL NEAR THE END OF THE STORY! There will be no way I'm going to tell you, the readers. I will just leave you hanging there. Ok now if I don't post again before Halloween, Happy Halloween!

Bill: I hope this was good enough 4 u! Don't kill me!!! plze don't!!! I'll have my good friend Voldie after you!!!

Now you people plze keep in mind that I have band stuff coming up soon. Including parades. Plus I do have homework and all that regular stuff. It's not like my life is dedicated to being on my computer.

Plze review!!!! The more reviews I get, the more my muse works to inspire me.

Laura