Oh no. Harry was worried. Did he hear Draco and him talking about him? Was he going to be in trouble? All of these bad thoughts were going through Harry's mind.
"Mr. Potter. Can I please s-s-s-s-see you in m-m-m-m-my office?" Quirrel asked
"Of course sir." Harry replied as he walked up to professor
"Sit down," Quirrel instructed Harry
"Yes sir." Harry replied obediently as he took a seat
"You recognized me I see." Quirrel said
"Yes I did. But your voice and…." Harry said confused
"Take off your wrap and let me speak to him myself!" the dark voice from this morning said
Harry realized that Quirrel and Voldemort shared the same body!
"Yes. I do not have my own body so I am sharing with my dear Quirrel." Voldemort said
"Do you mind if I ask why you don't have your own body master?" Harry asked
"No. I don't mind. It includes you so you have a right to know. You made me lose power. Just as Draco said. Yes, I heard you two talking." Voldemort said
"I apologize sir. Master, if I could have controlled myself I would have! Hang on… how did I make you lose power? I was only a baby?" Harry replied totally lost and confused
"You see Harry, nobody knows why you are "The Boy Who Lived". Not even I know." Voldemort replied.
"Well then why did you wanna kill me?" Harry snapped
"Potter! You shall not speak to me like that! I don't want us to be enemies Harry." The Dark Lord said angrily
Harry didn't mean to get Voldemort angry. He regretted his words at once.
"We won't my lord. No worries." Harry replied
"That is good that I can trust you." Voldemort said happily
"Now, off to class with you!" Voldemort commanded
"Yes sir. I will see you later." Harry said as he left the classroom
"That you will. That you will." Voldemort replied
The next few months of classes went by very slow.