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Harry was unceremoniously dumped on the lush carpet as Draco pushed him into the room, before slamming the door shut with his departure. He winced as his abused knees came in contact with the ground.

"Welcome Potter." Voldemort's voice held a mocking tone. "Have you been enjoying your time here?"

Harry snorted and remained with his head bowed, glaring burning holes into the carpet. "Of course Tom." He sneered. "Your dungeons are the best I've had the privilege of being trapped in."

"Now, now Harry, is that any way to thank me for my hospitality?"

"Why don't you just sod off Tom, you and I both know that the only reason you're keeping me alive is to torture me." Harry scoffed. "I don't want to waste my energy pretending to be civil with you."

"Your son wanted to see you Harry." Voldemort informed coolly.

Harry inhaled sharply, eyes clenching shut.

James.

"Don't lie to me." Harry whispered harshly. "You took him away from me and now you're just trying to break me. My son is dead!"

"Say hello to your father James." The Dark Lord ordered.

"Daddy?"

Harry's heart clenched at the sweet voice, it was so innocent.

"Don't do this to me, please." He bit his lip, trying to stop the tears of weakness.

Harry started as gentle fingertips brushed against his cheek. He looked up and froze as he saw his son standing before him. "What did you do to him?" He gasped.

Hurt played across the boy's face as his hazel eyes locked with Harry's own emerald. Soft curls of ebony spilled into his face. "What's wrong with me Daddy?" The gentle voice murmured.

Harry couldn't form words as he stared at his son, the son that he had held in his arms only weeks before. His child, his baby, was standing before him.

"What did you do to him?" He ground out once more, anger lacing his words as he looked past the young boy to stare at Voldemort.

Voldemort held out his arms and James glanced once more at Harry before returning to the Dark Lord's embrace. The wizard grinned triumphantly as James sat upon his lap.

"I did nothing to him Harry." Voldemort replied, stroking James' curls lovingly. "Our son is a perfectly healthy little boy."

"You aged him!" Harry accused.

"Of course." Voldemort scoffed. "I could not have an heir that is still a small child. The War is coming after all and though I have tried, I am not immortal." He smiled wanly.

James stared impassively at Harry's still bowed form. His eyes were cold, and Harry feared that.

"I take it you've already begun training him then." Harry spat.

"James is a loyal son, he is more loyal then some of my Death Eaters." Voldemort replied proudly. "He has already performed his first Unforgivable."

Harry shuddered in agony. His son had already turned away from the Light, he hadn't even had a chance to raise his child with love and now he was already devoid of it.

"How can you be proud of something like that?" Harry scowled. "How could you train a child to become evil like you?"

James cocked his head slightly as he looked down at him. "Do I disgust you Daddy?" The boy's voice was devoid of emotion. "Do you not love me anymore?"

Harry rolled onto his back and lifted himself with his arms as he crouched. He stared at the two wizards before him.

"James." He frowned with indecision.

He's not your son anymore Harry, that creature has already taken him.

His words for Voldemort now. "You've taken the only person I had left to love." His eyes blazed madly. "I will never forgive you!"

"Harry, your child is still here." Voldemort chided, holding James closer.

"No." Harry turned away from the sickening sight. "That is not my son. You've taken my son and turned him into a monster like you!"

"Daddy, please." James pleaded with hurt lacing his voice.

Harry turned back to glare. "My son is dead to me." He spat.

Something flashed in James' eyes and then they darkened.

"So be it." Voldemort scowled with a wave of his hand.

Draco suddenly returned to the room and once again took Harry's arm and lifted him.

"I thought you would be wise and join sides with your son." The Dark Lord shook his head. "But I suppose you too have been brainwashed by that old fool Albus. It's too bad you chose this path Harry, you could have been great, standing by my side and our son's."

Harry glared as he was dragged away by Draco, his gaze caught James' and he felt his heart wrench for the confused child, perhaps there was a chance that his son was still inside there, his spirit still pure.

"Don't forget that I love you James, remember my love and come back to me!" Harry cried. "Don't fall to the darkness!"

James remained on Voldemort's lap and stared as Harry was pulled away.

Author: Sheesh Harry, make up yur mind, u either hate the kid or not. :munching on popcorn: I hate it when people don't make up their mind. :sits back and waits for next chap:

-Red