Slowly, the Death Eaters left the room, one by one, bowing before Lord Voldemort as they went.

Voldemort smiled coldly. Harry had given in to the darkness. It was his first step to becoming one of them. But still…. there were one or two more steps to go. Barty had to gain trust from Harry.

He stood back as Barty knelt down and picked up the sleeping form of Harry, carrying him upstairs.

Just before Barty entered Harry's room, Voldemort stopped him.

"Do you have things planned?" he asked.

Barty looked around and nodded, still holding the raven-haired teenager in his arms.

"Good. Make sure you are there when Potter awakes." Carried on Voldemort.

Barty nodded again and walked into Harry's room, closing the door behind him.

He gently dropped the boy on his bed, then rolled him over and carefully took off the silver mask.

Harry's face was pale and teary. He had obviously been crying. Barty was surprised that he had taken it so badly.

He took off Harry's cloak, but left his robes on and shifted the boy to a more comfortable position, then went and sat beside him on a chair, waiting for him to wake up.

They had gotten Harry to kill. Things were working. His plan was working.

Barty smirked and ran a hand through his already ruffled hair, then leant back and sighed. He hadn't gotten any sleep for a while now…

He closed his eyes and tilted his head, leaving his legs to sprawl out, looking incredibly childish.

He snuck a quick peek at Harry, who looked a lot calmer now, a hint of a smile on his lips, and he smiled as well.

Barty slowly and unwillingly opened his eyes to glance at the clock. He had slept for about three hours. Not bad…

But what had woken him?

A groan emitted from Harry and Barty stood to walk over to him. Harry was still asleep, that much was evident.

But he was tossing and shaking.

He must be having a nightmare.

The boy was sweating and muttering something…Barty leant forward to try and hear…

"No…killed him…didn't mean to…please..."

Barty frowned, and put his hand on Harry's forehead, of which was growing hotter every second. He sat on the bed and shook Harry.

"Harry…wake up…"

Harry's eyes suddenly snapped open and he lunged forward, trying to push Barty away.

"Get.away.from.me. You made me kill him…you and everyone else…"

Harry had tears running down his face, and Barty smiled.

This was his chance.

The boy broke down, loud sobs wracking his body, and Barty knelt forward, embracing Harry at the same time.

"Harry, Diggory hardly had a life. Killing him just made it faster for him to see his son, that's all. It wasn't your fault."

Barty knew that Harry was trying to pull away from his grasp, but he held on more tightly, determined to get through to the boy and gain his trust.

"It wasn't your fault." He repeated.

This seemed to quieten Harry down a bit, and Harry stopped trying to get away from Barty, and leant against him.

Barty grinned in the darkness, feeling Harry's shoulders slump as he gave in.

They stayed like that for a while, before Harry's heavy breathing determined the boy had fallen asleep again on Barty's shoulder.

Barty slowly pulled the boy away from him and lay him back down on the bed, before going over to his chair and moving it closer to Harry's bed, where he then promptly sat down and watched Harry for a while.

He sighed. He didn't know what he had just felt there, but he was pleased that Harry had gotten closer to him already.

He closed his eyes for the second time, hoping that it was possible Harry would be all right with him in the morning.

The news came in the morning. Amos Diggory's body had been found by a group of muggles who had found him on a country road.

The ministry were certain that the 'Avada Kedavra' curse had been used on him, but not here, so they supposed he had been apparated here by his killers.

Dumbledore had been very upset to hear the news of one of his friends dying, and slowly he made his way to the Great Hall where all the adults were eating breakfast.

When he entered, he could already make out the sad faces of everyone there, and he moved towards the place where Sirius and Remus sat, his robes billowing out behind him.

"Is there any news on Harry, Albus?" asked Sirius, in a hopeful tone.

Dumbledore shook his head sadly.

Sirius's face fell and he turned to look at his toast, which he then began to attack angrily with a fork.

Remus ignored his friend's emotions and started to talk to Dumbledore.

"We already know about Diggory. It's sad, but very unusual. Have the ministry tracked down which wand the curse came from yet?"

"Unfortunately, no. Apparently it has a spell that is blocking the history of the curse. We can't find out who killed Amos."

Dumbledore sighed and stroked his beard.

"Also," he continued, "I think I am going to call more Aurors in to search for Harry."

This made Sirius stop scraping his toast with his cutlery and look up.

"What's the point? If we can't find Harry, then what's to say those other people can?"

"We need as many people as we can get, Sirius." Explained Albus in a calm tone.

"You can call in hundreds of people! They wont be able to find him! We have looked and we have tried and we have failed. It's impossible. I can't carry on like this, waiting in suspense to find out if some one else other than me has found Harry! I am going to find him."

Sirius stood up, anger clear on his face. Remus stood up and pushed him back down.

"You will find him, Padfoot. You just have to wait a while." He said.

Dumbledore didn't seem perplexed at all by Sirius's small rant. He stood up and wiped out the small creases in his velvet robes.

"I will call you all into my office for a meeting later on. We can discuss things in more detail there."

Remus nodded, but Sirius stared at his plate, moving his head slightly to the left.

Dumbledore took this as a yes, and moved away, whispering something to Minerva on the way, who frowned slightly and followed him.

"Why do I get the feeling Dumbledore's keeping something from us?" asked Sirius, looking over at Remus.

Authors Note: I hope you liked this chapter...The next one hopefully won't be too far away, I will try and write most of it tonight. Please, review, say what you think, give your comments on how it is, etc. All that jazz. :)