Disclaimer: My name isn't J.K. Rowling, is it? Maybe I got amnesia or something. Heh. I could actually be rich, people. Wait, I'm not insane! I just want to have some money!!!

To Find Love

Was it enough that he couldn't have any parents? Now he was cursed with a father who was a killer. Harry didn't know for sure, but he was pretty sure that no one up there liked him.

How can Harry know for sure that Voldemort wasn't lying? The looks were a sure sign in his dictionary. Because Harry could have sworn he and Voldemort could past for twins if it weren't for the fact that Voldemort was taller and had red eyes. Dammit, he was getting off subject!

Harry hated this. Voldemort was not his father. That was pretty hypocritical when he just acknowledged the resemblances between them. Harry's left eye twitched and he wished he were still in the hospital. At least there, everything made sense. His new power, the medicines and what not. He was starting to despise Hogwarts.

He glared at Voldemort from across the room in which he was tied up at. In a fit of rage, Harry saw fit to attack Dumbledore. All Harry thought then was that Dumbledore actually saw it fit to lie to him. Harry had seen no other reason why Dumbledore would say such a thing and Harry had refused to believe it was the truth. That is until a few moments ago.

But still, Harry wanted to stay in denial. How could such a man be his father?

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Dumbledore had left and Voldemort wasn't sure what to do now. He could still see Harry from across the room, glaring. Instead, Voldemort chose to ignore it all and daydream what could be in his future once Harry had joined his side and they had just conquered the world.

"So…you're my father?" Harry asked in disbelief. Voldemort had been cut out of his wonderful little fantasy…

Voldemort glared at the wall behind Harry and said, "It's not as if I wanted you." Harry's face fell. No matter how much he despised the idea of Voldemort being his father or how much it disturbed him, he couldn't squash the hope that he would finally have someone.

Quickly, Harry put his face back to normal. He was sure that it was an inherited habit; that of covering up emotions. What Harry wanted to do right now was let off some steam. He didn't want to stay one more minute here with Voldemort.

Harry focused on his ability to heal. His left arm felt a bit sore from leaning against the wall from so long and Harry was sure they weren't going to untie him just yet.

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Voldemort perked up. He had just felt an incredible power and he glanced at Harry. Harry glared right back at him. Voldemort ignored him and continued to search for that power; he knew that that power couldn't have belong to Harry. Harry was doing nothing more than sitting there with that glare on his face.

Harry blinked. He stared outside and saw to his immense relief a bird. Harry needed to release the energy that was building up inside him. Plus, his emotions were playing key roles in it too. He glared at the bird. He needed to release that energy so bad…

Harry's eyes glinted black and the bird fell from the sky with black aura surrounding it. Harry heaved a quiet sigh that he hoped that Voldemort didn't notice. It was tiring trying to hide it…his new power.

If Harry hadn't been hiding it, then the black aura would have surrounded him first before the bird. It would have been too noticeable and Harry didn't want his "Father" knowing about it.

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There it was again! Voldemort was sure that the owner of the power was somewhere near. He looked around again, his eyes passing over the dazed Harry. Wait a second dazed…? Voldemort stared at Harry suspiciously before dismissing the daze as lethargy.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes in frustration. He missed where it came from again. This was unusual. He never failed to find the source of a power.

Unfortunately for him, had the owner of the power continued for a bit longer, Voldemort would have found the source. And Voldemort would also have found out that it was his very own son.

A/N: So sorry for the short chapters lately. Also, I'd like to address the problem of two flames. If you're going to say that my story sucks at least tell me why so that I could improve on the story. Thank you.

P.S. I did sort of wanted to have Harry and Voldemort to have a good relationship. However, it's not going to be like that for a while. I actually wanted to have a more rocky relationship. And for the issue of Harry being a bit dark. Yes, I kind of like that idea as well. But unlike some stories where it's like SNAP and Harry's gone dark just like that, I'm going into detail on Harry's path. Thanks to all who are listening and been supportive to me. I'll continue to write and hopefully update as fast as I can.

P.S.S. There will be two endings. An angsty one and a happy one.