A/N: Thanks for the advice Jedi Master Robby and thanks to The Madam of Sarcasm too, (I know it's hard to read, sorry about that.)
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CHAPTER 33
"I was expecting you." Came the cold voice Harry had heard so often. It was Voldermort. Deathly pale and menacing, sitting in a tattered armchair. Opposite him was indeed a werewolf. On the dusty sofa in the corner sat Hermione and Ginny, who was still in her pyjamas.
"Lupin?" Harry said to the wolf.
"It's not Lupin." Hermione said grimly.
"What?" Harry began but the werewolf sat down.
"So, who did you come to see, Harry Potter?" The icy voice of Voldermort spoke again.
"Sirius." Harry replied before he had time to think.
"Indeed." Voldermort said smiling nastily and Harry noticed something he hadn't seen for six years. The mirror of Erised.
"I thought it had been destroyed." Harry said weakly.
"No." Hermione muttered, "I brought it here."
"What?" Harry asked in disbelief. All of this was so confusing.
"I asked you, where my daughter was!" Voldermort said menacingly to Hermione. The werewolf was watching them. It was smaller than Lupin as a werewolf, rather skinny, but with more fur, longer fur.
"I don't know." Hermione mumbled. Voldermort raised his wand, but Hermione had used the Custodis spell and she and Ginny were protected. Then Harry heard loud footsteps and in rushed Professor Lovegood.
Professor Lovegood froze upon seeing Voldermort, but his face showed no sign of fear. It was as though he was seeing another Voldermort.
"Why Tom." Said Professor Lovegood, not a trace of a smile on his face. "My dear cousin."
Voldermort sneered. "I think not. I do not bother with emotions, friends or memories. "Now where is my daughter!"
"I will not give her to you until you tell me what's been going on." Said Professor Lovegood, staring Voldermort straight in the eyes, if you could call them eyes. Up close Harry could see they were mere slits in his face.
"What's been going on?" Laughed Voldermort. "I do not feel inclined to tell you that. Why should I waste my breath on speaking to you?"
"We know what you're up to." Said Harry staring straight at Voldermort.
"Indeed." Voldermort hissed.
"Yes." Said Harry. "You've been controlling her, through her mind and dreams. You've ordered her to get to know me and pass on the information to you, to get her to find out where Dumbledore is, you've been doing it to Hagrid too! Goodness knows who else!"
"You know far too much Harry Potter." Said Voldermort, it was more a whisper, but it was so clear, the sound echoed round the room.
"I will have to put an end to this." Voldermort closed his eyes, he was in deep thought.
"No," whispered Hermione. "No!" But too late, Anna came in.
"Anna!" Harry hissed at her, but she did not seem to have heard.
"You called for me father." Anna said. Her face expressed no emotion. She appeared not to have noticed the five other people, watching her.
"Yes." Hissed Voldermort. "Dumbledore's office is on the fifth floor, at the end of the corridor, there is a gargoyle outside. Go, now."
"Anna!" Harry yelled desperately. He knew exactly what would happen if she went to find Dumbledore. Not only would Voldermort take over, but Anna Chang would be gone. The moment she set eyes on Dumbledore, Voldermort would transport himself there, through Anna. Killing her.
"You're heartless!" Hermione said to Voldermort, she was obviously thinking the same as Harry. "Can't you do something?" She asked desperately to Professor Lovegood. Anna stopped walking. She turned to face Harry.
"Harry?" She said as though she had woken up after a long dream.
"No!" Spat Voldermort, he closed his eyes to order Anna again, but Hermione had dashed out of the room and Harry raised his wand. "What are you going to do Harry Potter? Kill me?" He laughed. A cold, senseless laugh. He raised his own wand. "Animi Motus!" Voldermort yelled. Harry froze. He looked round the room. He saw not Voldermort staring back at him, but his father. No, it's not true. He told himself. But he could not draw his eyes from his father's. His father's almost greedy eyes. "Harry," said his father. "Go and find Dumble..." Harry remained where he stood. His father melted into Voldermort.
Professor Lovegood was searching round the room as though looking for inspiration in ripped chairs or three legged tables.
Voldermort laughed. He drew back his wand and bellowed "MORSMORDRE!" The green skull appeared.
"We don't have much time! Anna! What's going on?" Harry bellowed. Anna looked at him, at Voldermort, at Professor Lovegood, then Ron. "Your sister," she said to Ron. Her voice trembling slightly. "Me and her, and Luna Lovegood. We've been..."
Hermione re-entered. "That was quick!" Ron said.
"If Fred and George can apperate, anyone can, it was an emergency." Hermione said breathlessly. She was not alone. She was followed by Lupin.
"Why didn't you get Dumbledore?" Harry asked her. He couldn't believe Hermione had been so stupid.
"We don't need Dumbledore." Hermione said, casting Harry a warning look. "Lupin- tell us." Hermione said.
Lupin looked at Voldermort, not a glimpse of fear in his eyes. "I know exactly what's going on Tom." He said, addressing him in a way that made Harry stare.
Voldermort had so much hatred in his eyes, it was inhuman.
"Go on then!" Hermione said impatiently.
Lupin took a deep breath and began.