A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long, I've been busy... Anyway, here's the next chapter, and I will TRY to make it long... I will also TRY to update again today or tomorrow. Notice how I said TRY... Enjoy :)

Remus Lupin was worried.

Four days had passed with no sign of Harry. Remus had no doubt that the Death Eaters had taken him. Voldemort had taken over the Ministry, giving him full control over the Trace system, and then Harry was missing. It just added up.

He also knew that Harry was alive. Voldemort would have wanted it known throughout Wizarding Britain if he had killed the Light Side's savior. But this knowledge led to even more questions. If they didn't kill him, then what WERE they doing? Torturing him? Holding him ransom? Trying to get information out of him? Were they going to kill him after time? These thoughts gave Remus a horrible feeling. He couldn't afford to lose Harry. Not after James, Lily, Peter, Sirius, and Dumbledore.

The members of the Order who had been out searching for Harry walked in, and Remus walked hopefully towards them. Before he could ask, however, Kingsley answered the unspoken question. "No sign of him." He sounded drained.

Remus sighed as he went out to resume searching with his search team.

Meanwhile, Harry was just waking up from his restless sleep. He had had many disturbing dreams throughout the night, mainly of him being killed or tortured. He hoped that those dreams wouldn't become reality, but with him being at the mercy of the Death Eaters, and Voldemort himself, he knew that those were probably just desperate hopes.

The time crawled by extremely slowly. Around the middle of the day, however, he had company. Bad company.

"Harry Potter." Harry felt a shiver go down his spine. He was going to die. He knew it. He had escaped so many times before, always had a stroke of luck, always at least had his wand. But this time, he was hopeless and utterly defenseless. And he was a goner. Because none other than Lord Voldemort had just entered the room. Had spoken his name with such triumph, triumph because Harry was finally trapped. There was no way out. He had been a fool to hope. The longer he dwelled on it, the longer Voldemort stood studying him, rolling his long wand between his fingers, the longer it took for Harry to die, the more he felt his sanity slipping away.

"Well," Harry muttered, forcing himself to look up at the Dark Lord, "Get on with it. I'm sure you don't have all day."

Voldemort laughed- a high, cruel laugh. "I am not going to kill you. Not yet."

At this, Harry felt a flash of hope travel through him. He wasn't going to die! For once, for the first time ever, Lord Voldemort wasn't going to try and kill him. It just seemed too good to be true. Then, Voldemort's words echoed in his head, and he realized that it WAS too good to be true. Not yet. Harry was just sitting on death row.

"Well, that's a first," Harry murmured.

"Indeed."

"So... why are you here, if you're not trying to do me in?"

Voldemort watched him in silence for what seemed like forever before finally answering. "I have my reasons. Now, where is Dumbledore?"

Harry was thoroughly startled. "D-Dumbledore?" He sputtered.

"Yes, Dumbledore!" Voldemort snapped, his scarlet eyes flashing with anger. "Answer my question! Where IS he?"

"Dead," Harry growled. "SNAPE killed him!"

"LIES," Voldemort hissed angrily. "Severus Snape is a lying traitor. Dumbledore lives, and you know where he is. Tell me where he is!"

"You're mad! Dumbledore can't possibly be alive, I saw him fall! I saw him go flying off the Astronomy tower, I saw him on the ground, I saw his eyes!" His voice cracked as the memory came rushing back, the memory that he had tried so hard to push away. "His faded, empty eyes, the eyes that Snape took the life out of! I was there! I couldn't ever forget what I saw!" He struggled not to show weakness, to hold back the tears that were threatening to break through. Voldemort studied him, seeing through the brave face that Harry worked so hard to put up.

"Did you ever think about that?" Voldemort asked. "How Dumbledore fell off that tower. I've killed many people, and never has that happened. They always drop straight to the floor, they never fly back. Dumbledore was never hit with the killing curse."

"Well, even if he wasn't, the fall would've killed him!"

"Arresto Momentum," Voldemort growled. "That spell slows your fall. He used that."

"He didn't have his wand! Malfoy disarmed him!"

"You foolish boy! Dumbledore, the 'greatest sorcerer in the world'? He doesn't need a wand to cast spells! Surely you must realize that! You witnessed it yourself, that night in the Ministry of Magic!" That brought back more bad memories that Harry had hidden. After Sirius had died, his senses had seemed faded, so the duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort had gone by in a blur. And he hadn't thought about it enough to realize that fact. Voldemort's claim was beginning to make sense. But was this all too good to be true? If Dumbledore truly was alive, then maybe there was hope of escape.

Voldemort sighed. "Well, I can see that you truly don't know anything. I can tell. I have no further use of you at the moment." And he left, unknowingly leaving Harry full of hope and even some happiness.

A/N: Well, there's an unexpected turn, yeah? I was writing this blindly this whole time, so I was sitting here thinking about what Voldemort should want from Harry. And I thought that this had potential! I mean, I've read about proof that Dumbledore isn't dead (look it up) and even though I know it's not possible, it's fanfiction, right? So whatever.

I also should let you know that starting Monday or Tuesday I will not be writing for at least a week. I will be very busy. I'm sorry, I'm actually sad that I can't write, but life happens :(

So as I was writing the part where Voldy's like I SHALL NOT KILL THOU, and"Happy" by Pharrell Williams from Despicable Me 2 (look that up too, its a cool song) started playing on my phone, so yeah :) Coincidence! XD XD XD

Anyway, I will try to update as much as possible before I have to stop writing! Please review! Pwetty Pwease? (makes puppy face and fails)

-Breeze :) :) :)