The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again

Chapter 18

The two hours Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny allotted for the dance passed fairly quickly. The four of them made their way out of the hall, and into the empty classroom next to Transfiguration.

Ron and Hermione sat down on one of the couches. (the room once was a classroom for Discussion of Magical Theory. This explains why they had couches.) Ginny decided to sprawl across the other couch. She took up two of the cushions, leaving exactly enough space for Harry to sit,

Once everybody was situated, Ron started asking questions.

"How've you been mate?" Ron asked. "And why've you been hanging around with Malfoy?"

"I'm fine. Never better. And I'm hanging out with Malfoy because I'm hoping to bring him over to our side. And because he saw me feeding and found out I'm a vampire." Harry answered

Hermione tutted, clearly not approving of Harry getting seen.

"What?" Harry demanded "He followed me into the Forbidden Forest!"

"Oh." Hermione replied. "Well how did you catch Pettigrew?"

"Well, Me and Malfoy were headed out to pull a prank on Trelawney..." Harry started his story.

After the full telling of it, Harry noticed everyone else was starting to get tired.

"We can continue this tomorrow if you guys want." Harry suggested.

"Nah. I wanna stay." Ron replied.

"Me too." Hermione and Ginny said at the exact same time.

"OK." Harry replied.

They were about to find something else to ask Harry, when Harry felt a searing pain pass across his scar like someone was stabbing it with a knife made of fire.

"AHHHH!" He cried out before losing consciousness.

Harry was a small moth, sitting on the corner of a couch in a very hot and stuffy room. Across the room a pale man with very long and bony fingers was reading the newspaper in such a way that his face wasn't visible. The man was clearly irritated at what he was reading. Harry could almost feel the man's glare.

'Where am I?' Harry thought.

"LUCIUS!!!!!!!" The man yelled, throwing the paper aside.

The man was ugly by anyone's standards. In fact, he was down right hideous! With sagging skin, narrow slits for eyes, (which were red) and no hair what so ever, he was easily the ugliest thing Harry remembered seeing. If Harry was in human form at the moment, he would be giving the man some serious fashion advice.

'This must be Voldemort...Interesting.' Harry thought.

A man, whom Harry assumed to be Lucius ran into the room at such a high rate of speed that he stumbled over the small doorstop. He made a hasty bow.

"What is it my lord requires?" Lucius asked.

"Read thisss." Voldemort hissed handing Lucius the newspaper.

Lucius obediently read the page. "That ignorant fool!" he exclaimed. "He's going to doom us all! He can't even perform a simple assassination! He didn't even make it to Dumbledore's office!"

"Yesss." Voldemort hissed in the same manner. Harry wondered if Voldemort was hissing on purpose to sound more snakelike. "But he is loyal nonetheless. You, Bellatrix and Rabastan are to free him tomorrow."

"Yes my lord." Lucius said without hesitation. "I believe Macnair and Nott have found something interesting, though they wouldn't share it with me. Shall I send them up?"

"Of coursssse. You are dissssmisssssed." Voldemort hissed.

'He's either got a speech impediment, or he's faking it.' Harry thought. He idly adjusted his wings.

Lucius left the room with one final bow and sent in two men. Harry assumed them to be Macnair and Nott.

"Greetings my lord!" The first said with a bow.

"We bring news that you may or may not like." The second added, also bowing.

"What newsssss sssservant?" Voldemort said in the usual way.

'He's definitely faking it.' Harry thought.

The first Death Eater tossed Voldemort a section of a very familiar looking newspaper.

"WHAT?!?!?!" Voldemort roared. Waves of magic amplified by anger blasted through the room. The window shattered, the two Death Eaters staggered and took a step back to brace themselves, and Harry was thrown from his perch and had to fly back to it.

Voldemort's anger faded.

"We may be in luck my children. The two of you are to ssssearch the town and the area within fifty milessss of it for Potter. Have Ssseverusssss ssssearch the ssschool. If they know that Potter isss alive, he will be there. Oh, and the young Ssslytherinssss get to know thisss Davisssson character. Everyone can be bought, and he lookssss asss if he may be a powerful ally..." Voldemort hissed.

'Oh yeah. He is soooooo faking that.' Harry thought as the dream ended.

"-lin's beard Harry are you all right?" Ron asked.

He was laying across someone's lap, and that someone was holding his head still to keep him from squirming, and Hermione was practically running in circles around the room going "ohmygawd ohmygawd ohmygawd!" Over and over again.

"I'm fine everyone. Calm down." Harry said opening his eyes. "Although I should probably get off this floor. You know... I had the weirdest dream..." And proceeded to tell everyone about it.

End!

A/n: Another cliffhanger free chapter for steve. Aren't I nice?