A/N I apologise for the shortness of my chapters in this fanfic, so I hope you will bear with me. I am trying to write chapters that are at least 1000 words long, I know some people may complain that the chapters are a bit short (and I would probably agree) but please try to understand that the longest piece of writing I have ever done is a 2500 word research essay for school- creative writing is just slightly different to what I am use to. Anyway, by keeping the chapters short I will really try to update regularly. I hope you enjoy the next chapter.

Also, thanks to old-crow (especially for your comments about how to fix this fanfiction), kokomocalifornia and B-A-HPlova22 for reviewing. You may be pleased to know that I replaced Chapter 1 almost as soon as I uploaded the story, to fix (I think) most of the mistakes, I just hope that will show it soon (as it has yet to do so).

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Chapter 2: An Invasion of the Mind

Harry woke up once again in Voldemort's throne room. It was a white marble room that Harry would have never associated Voldemort with. The room did not seem suited to the massive bloodshed that was bound to occur in any room that Voldemort ventured into. Sitting up slowly he noticed that he no longer felt any pain. There was no pain either from his scar or the Crucio Voldemort had cast on him previously. Harry wondered at this. It seemed very unlikely that Voldemort would have healed him unless Voldemort had something else planned and anything Voldemort wanted was likely to be even less appealing to Harry.

Looking around Harry realised that he was not alone. Standing around the edges of the room stood twenty or so Death Eaters, all wearing the identical white masks and black robes. Harry glanced at the throne that Voldemort had previously occupied and noticed to his horror that Voldemort was still sitting there staring at Harry.

"Finally awake I see. It is just as well as I am sure that we would not like you to miss the festivities that we have planned for you. After all it is not every day that you can give up all Dumbledore's little secrets, now is it Harry?" Voldemort asked cruelly.

"I will never tell you anything, Tom." The Gryffindor bravery coming through for the first time since Voldemort had captured Harry. Curiously, Harry's reference to Tom did not seem to bother Voldemort despite the fact that Harry had used it in front of all the Death Eaters. It was then that it occurred to Harry that he was speaking parseltongue and the Death Eaters were unaware of what was being said between him and Voldemort.

"And who will stop me Harry, it is not like you could. All your escapes have just been pure luck and you and I both know that Harry. I always wondered what was so special about you, how a mere baby could defeat someone as powerful as myself, but do you know what I have discovered? It was just pure luck. You, a poorly trained school boy could not even hope to harm even if you had your wand." With that, Voldemort waved all the Death Eaters out of the room and moved towards Harry. Harry began to inch back not willing to be any closer to Voldemort then he had to.

"Now, now Harry running, I never expected the Harry Potter the great Gryffindor to do that, but wait your not a Gryffindor are you Harry? The Sorting Hat wanted to place you into Slytherin and now your wondering how I know that as you have never told anyone beside Dumbledore. Well you remember that brief moment when I possessed you in Dumbledore's office, I was able to learn some interesting things inside your head, which just makes me curious as to what else you are hiding so carefully. You have heard of Legilimency have you not Harry?" Voldemort said. Fear shot through Harry he knew he was still as hopeless as he had been during fifth year at Occlumency, he had no hope of holding Voldemort out of his head. Voldemort would learn the Prophecy and Harry would be dead, it was a simple as that. Harry looked up at Voldemort.

"Ah, so you do know what Legilimency is. I also noticed that before when you woke up you wondered why you felt no pain. Well Harry, that would be so that you can enjoy every moment of me invading your head, you will enjoy that now Harry, won't you?" Voldemort took another step closer to Harry. Harry walked backwards once again, but to his alarm felt the cold marble wall behind him. Voldemort reached out and grabbed hold of Harry, at the same time Harry felt Voldemort's mind plunge into his.

Voldemort's Legilimency made Harry feel as though his mind was being torn to shreds. He had though last year that Snape had been cruel when invading his mind but it was nothing to Voldemort. Voldemort first sought viciously after the dreaded prophecy that resulted in Sirius' death. Harry felt a rush of triumph flow through him as Voldemort watched the memory in Dumbledore's office and searched for Harry's knowledge of the Order of the Phoenix. Voldemort watched every one of Harry's memories. From living with the Dursleys in the cupboard under the stairs through to all the years at Hogwarts. Harry tried to clear his mind, he tried to push Voldemort out but it just turned into a feeble attempt to in the best instances delay Voldemort from the inevitable. To Harry's horror Voldemort saw his Occlumency lessons with Snape and Harry realised with a feeling of dread that Voldemort would have well and truly discovered that Snape was spying for Dumbledore and that due to his inability to hide his memories Snape would likely die with him. Voldemort saw Harry at the Department of Mysteries and Harry's confrontation with Bellatrix.

"Harry, Harry you weren't really trying to cast Crucio were you? Although if you really want to learn how I can always show you. Such a shame about Severus he really was the world's best potions master…." Voldemort drifted off. Harry felt Voldemort come up against a barrier in his mind. The funny thing was that Harry was just as curious about what was behind it as Voldemort. Harry had absolutely no idea that the barrier had even existed to begin with.

Harry felt Voldemort push all his strength towards the barrier. Pain beyond pain swept through him like a volcano erupting from within him. Suddenly he felt the barrier collapse as he felt himself spiraling into a memory he did not ever recall living through. He soon learnt why.

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…to be continued…

Any guesses as to what the memory is?

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