Author Notes: Thank you Meme and L.I.G. for reviewing! This is just an interlude chapter. I'm sorry I normally update much sooner (hangs head in shame) I promise to be quicker with the next one.

Disclaimer: I'm sorry but my research into time travel shows it only works forward. I'm giving up; it's JKR's forever to do with what she will.

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Christmas Morning

He woke up when Voldemort picked him out of bed. "Happy Christmas Harry", he smiled at the defenseless Harry who thought that smile made the man look downright evil. He seemed to be looking for a response," Hi?" Voldemort smiled again sitting down in an armchair with him. "Your going to have to wait on my present, but a few of your friends got you some things", he held up a package that read from Draco. Voldemort opened it for him holding Harry in the crook of his shoulder. "A collection of children's stories isn't that nice of him?" He didn't answer, but later thought it a better present than the clothes Bellatrix had gotten him. He glared at Voldemort reading the stories, who seemed not to notice, and wondered with a pang what Ron and Hermione were doing.

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The Day before Christmas Vacation Ends

They realized he was in a bad mood the second Lord Voldemort stormed into his chambers. Hoping not to draw attention to himself Harry tried not to breathe loudly; however, his ex-Potions Professor didn't seem to have the same concerns. He openly watched Voldemort angrily pace until-.

"Stop staring at me Snape!"

"Why?"

"Because I'll…do something"

"Go ahead and exorcise me or whatever it is your going to do."

"NO!"

He continued pacing and Snape continued staring until Voldemort got so fed up that he strode over from the other side of the room and stopped in front of Snape.

"Stop staring", he said through gritted teeth.

"No", and the instant that one word came from Snape's mouth Voldemort grabbed Moony and flung him to the floor where there was a tinkling of glass breaking before a drawn out painful scream of agony. Parts of a white wisp could be seen writhing on the wooden floor before as they melted into it. Harry's sobbing turned both of their heads away from the scene. Voldemort placed his hands on the headboard and leaned inward. His voice was honey sweet as he spoke.

"Harry? See how upset Severus and your Order friends have made me?" he continued after Harry's nod," If you knew then why didn't you hold onto Moony tighter? He wouldn't have broken his eye if you had", he walked over picked up the toy and perched it on the headboard," You want him?" Harry turned away burying his face in his pillow. "I'll take that as a 'no' then", he walked over holding the toy above the bars of Remus' cage. He suspended it above it for a few moments before dropping it neatly into the cage. The wolf in man's clothing…erm flesh…looked at it oddly for a few seconds before pouncing and ripping it to shreds.

There was a knock on the door and Voldemort looked away saying," Enter"

The news that Rigel had been assigned to the guard cheered Voldemort up significantly but Harry didn't hear it because the words," Why didn't you hold onto Moony tighter" kept replaying along with the sight of Remus writhing on the wooden floor. Harry wouldn't sleep that night, nor would he notice when Bellatrix brought Draco in for one last visit before he had to return to school.

Right before bed Voldemort picked him up, and cradled him, before he began reading from "The Classic Fairy Tale Treasury". His voice was rather hushed, and he held him as gently as a parent would as he showed him the beautifully illustrated drawings to go along with the story. It was so calming, so relaxing, that Harry found it hard not to relax into Voldemorts arms, the only comfort he had