AN:I am very sorry for the lateness of the chapter. The suggestions that I received don't come into the plot just yet as there are other events leading to them as I have spent some time working out the plot. I know that the concept of time is rather difficult in stories where there are long gaps between chapters *blushes * so if anyone wants I'll publish a timeline so that you can be more clear on the events.  ENJOY and PLZ R+R

It's Just a Nightmare 19

            The pair of identically unshaven men stared back at him with wide eyes. Their matted red hair framed their dirty faces. Fred and George looked almost like Sirius when Harry first saw him in the Shrieking Shack.

            "Harry, man we were hoping to see you!" cried Fred in a very hoarse voice. Harry was almost taken aback by the comment. He had always presumed that no one but a few Death Eater knew about his existence. He pushed himself up and gripped the bars of the small opening in the door to get a better view of Fred and George.

            "How did you know I was here?" he asked still in much of a daze. The twins ran forwards to get a better look at Harry through the bars,

            "Men have mouths, you know, particularly when they're drunk," said George with the remnants of his classic cheeky grin.

            "You wait, I'm gonna get you two out of there!" cried Harry as he desperately pulled at the bars. The twin only laughed at his outburst,

            "Man, Harry you're brains must have shrunk or summin. Do you really believe that old Moldy Voldy would make a dungeon door that even a scrawny little boy like you could brake it." Harry let go of the bars and landed neatly on the floor,

            "What do you two assume we do then?" he asked. Fred walked up to the opening and peer down at Harry,

            "Harry, you have to get us out, mate, but not by force. Macnair is the only person in the whole castle who has access to the magical keys that can get us out of here. Even if you flatten the door, which you won't be able to because it's been reinforced with a permanent strengthening charm –"

            "Fred found that out when we convinced Rubin to drink to his own success."

            "As I was saying," replied Fred, "There is nothing you can do right no

 to help us, Harry, besides the guards will be back from their dinner very soon. Listen, mate, you have get Macnair's keys by hook or by crook. That is the only way we can get out of here." Harry nodded once and Fred gripped his hand, "Remember, Harry, get Macnair's keys. I assume he keeps them on his person so be careful." Their eyes met and Harry nodded once again. Suddenly the thought of his godfather sprung to mind; he had been too shocked by the appearance of Fred and George that thoughts of Sirius had temporarily flown from his mind,

            "Fred, do you know where Sirius is?" asked Harry desperately. Fred shook his head slowly,

            "Sorry, mate, we know he's here but no in the this chamber, in other one we don't know the location of."

            "But all these cells, who are they for? And have they over heard our conversation?" asked Harry realizing too late.

            "No one can hear anything if their panel isn't open and I have no idea who is kept in there –"

            "In fact from what Rubin told us while drunk they are quite empty but I wouldn't check if I were you. Some one might just rat you out to the guards –"

            "So little buddy, you'd better get going if you don't have a death wish but then again the guards will all be too drunk to realize you are not supposed to be here –"

            "And good luck Harry, if you run into any difficulties –"

            "And, or wish to talk to us in anyway –"

            "Just come down between seven and eight. Good luck Harry." George stepped away from the opening and Harry hastily slid the panel back in place. He stared around for some sought of clock but there was none. Feeling slightly panicky, he hurried back the way he came and ran back up the tunnel as fast and as silently as he could. Back into the cavern with the cross road… then a thought hit him. Maybe the other tunnels lead to additional areas of the dungeon where Sirius might be but that would be too risky. Presumably all the guards ate at the same time so they would also return at the same time. He had to get out before he was caught. He could always return to explore tomorrow.

            Harry soon found himself back at the entrance and breathed a sigh of relief but he moved further down the corridor just encase someone walked by and found him suspicious. Now all he would have to do was make his way back to his chambers before anyone discovered that he was missing. However he had no idea how to get back to his chambers. He knew how to get to the dining hall though but that was no use, as he had not memorized the way back to his chambers. Slowly he walked back to the great hall in a daze and pulled open the oak front door. To his surprise, his father was still at the head of the table sipping some wine from his glass. The monster smiled back at him from his seat,

            "So Alex bored of being on your own?" Harry thought fast and masked his surprise. Voldemort was looking at him in the eye. There really was nothing wrong with the look but somehow there was just something peculiar that Harry couldn't put his finger on it. It was the kind of feeling you get when someone is about to spill the beans on something.

            "Yeah I kinda missed you…" he trailed off and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. It was such a lame excuse,

            "Come, Alex, let us go back to our chambers." He rose from his chair and all remnants of the meal disappeared. Harry felt very award having his father's hand on his shoulder but masked it up quite well. They proceeded back down into the dungeons and halted outside the door, which swung open of its own accord.

            "What are we doing tonight?" asked Harry, rather cautiously. The Dark Lord smiled tolerantly down at his son for he was at least two feet taller,

            "I have realized that I am not spending enough time with my only and most precious heir. Therefore I have decided to spend each free evening with you and invite you to Death Eater meetings. It is about time that you started to train for your future, my son. Of course at first you will only play a very minor role in events but I need you to be able to understand how the system operates. However your first social call shall be in the form of a party, where I'm sure that you will be able to make more than a few acquaintances." Harry blinked as he absorbed this speech. In a manner of speaking it was a disaster but on the other hand it would certainly give him a chance of gaining more information about the current situation. However he didn't really like the idea of "training for his future" as it sounded a little too much like Voldemort had some very big plans for him.

An idea had been brewing in his mind for quite a long time already, if his presence was of little strategic importance to Voldemort than maybe he would be more willing to let Harry go. Of course making Voldemort dislike him might just result in a stream of green light but if he could make Voldemort indifferent to his presence than maybe he could escape, after all he thought there would be no real security around him, and stay away without much difficulty. He felt a hand land on his shoulder and looked up from his contemplation. Red eyes bored into his own and a thin smile appeared on the Dark Lord's lips. Before he even realized what he had said it came out,

            "You can read my mind. You're a mind reader!" Voldemort nodded slowly and preceded,

            "Yes my boy, I am a 'mind reader' as you chose to call it but contrary to popular belief I do not need eye contact to read minds, even protected ones and yours Alex or maybe Harry are as clear as brook water." At this he cupped the boys chin in his hand forcefully and his voice became cruel, "I wouldn't be too sure of that plan your making. For one there is a very tight security around you, a watertight security system. You may be wondering how it can be fool proof but believe me you can't even walk out of the door. Secondly if you do manage to escape I will hunt you down and for every hour that you are away I will have your godfather tortured for ten hours. Don't' forge ignorance I know you have found out that your godfather and friends are here, I knew the moment I saw you that you had been to visit them. I will not let you go and I will crush every once of rebellion you have in you the hard way unless you are willing to co operate," Voldemort pause and gently stroked the boy's cheek wiping away a tear in the process. His voice became gentle yet again, "I don't want to hurt you Harry but believe me it is hurting me more than it is you. I don't wish to punish you or make your life miserable so if you just settle down and enjoy your life here we will both be very happy." He drew the boy into a loving hug and Harry collapsed in his arms. He gently carried the boy back into their chambers.

AN: Sorry I made Voldie a bit mean but I want to show that he has two sides to his personality like everyone else. Some people see him as pure evil and others totally good towards his son but a character like Lord Voldemort has to have some dominate and harsh qualities to his personality that are not easily suppressed if he has been able to become the most feared Dark Lord.

Next chapter: the party, voldie explains to us his watertight security system and much more.