His body was being separated in two, one was leaving Kelly's side and entering her mind. The second Harry, a mere ghost of the real, flew toward Kelly's head and disappeared from all other's view.

I want Voldemort to stay out, I want Voldemort to stay out, I want Voldemort to stay out… Harry repeated to himself over and over in the eerie blackness. An angry scream came from a few feet away. Voldemort was there, glaring at him, but Harry kept repeating the same thing in his head. I want Voldemort to stay out, I want Voldemort to stay out…

"POTTER! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, I PROMISE YOU WILL NEVER LIVE TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AGAIN! I'LL KILL YOU AND YOUR PATHETIC FRIENDS, YOU WAIT AND SEE!" Voldemort screamed, glaring at him.

Harry didn't talk back, not sure if it would mess up his goal of keeping Voldemort out.

"Good luck, Potter," Voldemort snarled. "You may have caught me without my full attention on this pathetic brat, but at least I know her secret… secrets in fact…."

Harry didn't go for the bait, desperately trying not to think about what Kelly wasn't telling him. He couldn't think about all she could do and try and add it up to find her secret. He'd done that loads of times without figuring it out, he had to keep his mind on keeping Voldemort out.

"But… surely you know, Potter?" Voldemort asked, giving him an "I don't believe it" look. "Surely… surely your own girlfriend has told you her deepest, darkest, innermost secret? Ah… of course not… she wouldn't be allowed to…."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked quickly, still trying to concentrate on keeping Voldemort out. He realized his mistake the moment it was out of his mouth--provoking Voldemort to talk with information he wanted was not a smart thing to do.

"Well, Potter… since her secret has to do with you, it would seem that she would have told you… but then, after finding out her secret, it is understandable why she has remained silent…."

I want Voldemort out, I want Voldemort out, I want Voldemort out….

"I mean, after all… it's not like she doesn't love you… it's more a matter that she can't…"

I WANT VOLDEMORT OUT, I WANT VOLDEMORT OUT, I WANT VOLDEMORT OUT….

"Surely…" Voldemort said, "you must have realized the seriousness of what she's not telling you? Surely you must have realized what she's really doing at Hogwarts…?"

"SHE WORKS FOR YOU?" Harry shouted, desperately trying to keep his mind on keeping Voldemort out, in case it wasn't true. Then he realized he'd made the same mistake again.

Voldemort only smirked, then disappeared.

I… want… Voldemort… out…? Where'd he go? Harry thought. I've got a few more questions to… CRAP!

BANG!

There was a giant explosion and an ugly, greenish-yellow smoke was everywhere. Harry watched it, horrified, ready to curse himself before Voldemort could for letting his mind stray.

But… Kelly works for him?

Don't be a fool. You were talking to VOLDEMORT, a big liar and murderer. Don't believe him.

"Oh Potter… I've got a little present for you," Voldemort said menacingly from somewhere inside the ominous smoke. Harry looked to where he thought he heard Voldemort's voice, but then Voldemort spoke again from the opposite side. "I'm over here!" Harry looked. "Here!" Harry looked to his left. "No, here!" Harry looked behind him. "Here I am!" Voldemort exclaimed from his right. Harry slowly turned. Voldemort seemed to be everywhere.

"Behind you," said a menacing voice in his ear.

Harry turned smack-dab around, his wand in hand and ready. He pointed it at Voldemort, who was a few feet away, but then lowered his wand unbelievingly. Voldemort had Kelly placed in front of him, his wand pointing at her.

"K…Kelly?" Harry asked.

"Just as you are separated from mind and body, so is she," Voldemort said, smirking so maliciously it should have been fined.

Harry stared, then pulled himself together. See? If she had been working for him, he wouldn't have needed to do that.

But then Voldemort let her go. She didn't move toward Harry, but merely stared at him.

"Kelly?" Harry asked.

"Harry," Kelly whispered. She closed her eyes and shook her head, Harry supposing that meant that she couldn't come to him.

"You do work for him," Harry said quietly.

"No!" Kelly exclaimed, about to race toward him, but then she stopped and looked down at her feet.

Behind her Voldemort was smirking. "Come now, Kelly, tell him the truth. Don't lie to him any longer."

"What truth?" Kelly whispered.

"The one you've been denying to tell him since the day you two met," said Voldemort, looking at her superiorly like he was in control.

Kelly turned around and stared at Voldemort. Harry couldn't see the expression on her face, but by Voldemort's, he had the impression she was glaring.

"I have no secrets," she said.

"Oh, please!" Voldemort said derisively. "Don't try and pull that one. Tell him or I will kill him."

"Why do you want him to know one piece of information that is of no value to anyone but myself?" Kelly asked, still glaring at Voldemort.

"So you do admit there is something you haven't told him?" Voldemort said, trying to corner her.

Kelly tilted her head to the side, then started walking toward Voldemort. Harry merely stared. She got up in his face before whispering, though it nevertheless carried, "Did you tell Sarah everything?"

Voldemort was stunned into silence by these words.

Harry took advantage. "So… so you really don't work for Voldemort?"

Kelly turned and actually smiled at him. "No, Harry, I don't."

Harry sighed in relief as she walked toward him. He really had been thinking she might have worked for Voldemort a few minutes ago.

"IT DOESN'T MATTER!" Voldemort suddenly burst. "I'll kill you both, anyway!"

"You can't kill us!" Harry said, almost laughing. "This isn't the real us!"

Kelly pushed Harry aside from a deadly blast. "As someone once very wisely said, 'The body cannot live without the mind.'"

Harry thought on that for a moment. "Oh, that's not good."

Harry ducked another deadly spell and raced to his left, pointing his wand at Voldemort. "Stupefy!"

Voldemort rebounded the spell on Harry. "Protego!"

Harry raced toward Kelly. "Don't you have your wand?"

"Um…" Kelly searched her pockets. "Oh, no, I don't. Voldemort took it from me. It'll be in his robes…. Ew…. I don't think I want it back anymore…."

Harry and Kelly ran as Voldemort fired another spell at them.

"So how do we get your wand back?" Harry asked, this time ducking the bright green spell.

"Um… well, you distract him, since he seems to want to kill you more, and I'll go get him from behind!" Kelly whispered, stopping completely as a spell passed just in front of her nose.

"What will you do?" Harry asked, jumping to avoid the spell.

"Um… whatever I think of," Kelly said helpfully. "Heads up!"

She shoved Harry down as a spell zoomed over him.

"Thank you," Harry said distractedly. He raced around in a circle, trying to get Voldemort's back to Kelly as she raced around in the other direction.

"Surrounding me won't work!" Voldemort said, now ducking a spell Harry had thrown towards him, which then flew towards Kelly. She did a flip in the air to remain to conscious.

"You see, Potter?" Voldemort said, tossing a curse or two at Harry, "Is that something a normal person can do?"

"Muggles do it all the time!" Kelly said sardonically as she attempted to get behind Voldemort again, who just wouldn't stay still.

"I didn't know you were a muggle!" Voldemort exclaimed, reflecting another spell by Harry.

An idea hit Harry, that might make Voldemort concentrate on him. "So, Goldilocks, how have you been recently? I mean, I heard you'd done a bit of kidnapping… students still at school, though… I mean, isn't that rather sad, reducing yourself to sixth years?"

Voldemort stopped and simply took a little pleasure in glaring at Harry before tossing spells at Harry with rapid speed Harry didn't think he had. Harry had quite a lot of trouble identifying the majority of spells coming out of Voldemort's mouth, much less dodging them. The only ones Harry were certain he heard were Avada Kedavra, Stupefy, Crucio, and Imperio, though Harry could have sworn he heard the phrase: Dark Warlord Banishes Thee.

Kelly jumped and grabbed a hold on Voldemort's neck. He yelled incomprehensible threats at her as he raged and stormed, thrashing and battering about as Kelly held on. Harry lifted his arm and took aim with his wand, but couldn't fire; Kelly kept getting in the way of his shot because Voldemort kept turning.

In one last, desperate move, Voldemort shouted, "Nox!"

While all blackness had been around them, they had still been able to see each other until this point. Now Harry could not longer see his own wand in front of his face. Voldemort continued battering about until Kelly was apparently thrown off him in the dark as she gave a moving scream.

"Kelly!" Harry shouted. He realized a moment later that this was a bad move to make.

"Legilimens!" Voldemort echoed into the dark, his wand pointed at Harry.

Harry had no time to react. The spell flew out from in front of him in a burst of green and hit him full-force, and he immediately started seeing things… things he didn't want Voldemort to see. Aunt Marge was being blown up in the Dursley's kitchen…. Harry was drinking the Polyjuice Potion…. A little terrier was chasing Harry up a tree while his Aunt refused to call it off…. Dudley was trying to flush Harry's head down a toilet…. Harry was just inside the Headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix….

No, Harry told himself, this isn't happening. Voldemort can't see Headquarters!

He tried to see Voldemort ahead of him, though all was black. "L…lumos!"

Vaguely he saw Voldemort, but not very well. Harry tried with all his might to see Voldemort clearly as Cedric's dead body fell to the ground, his eyes wide and expressionless….

Harry raised his wand and used the only spell he knew to work. "Protego!"