Harry wanted to run away from everything he knew. Voldemort had explained that he could enter anyone, hurt anyone, and give him or her a simple memory charm to forget anything that Voldemort did to anyone. Voldemort also added that every minute that he was late, he would hurt Ron or Hermione in unimaginable ways. He pleaded with Voldemort for them to be spared, bur Voldemort just grinned and hurt Harry more with the Unforgivable.
He heard Ron and Hermione yell at him as he ran towards the Quidditch Field.
When he reached the field he looked around, praying he would see Voldemort.
He closed his eyes and tried to contact him.
"A bit early are we?" Voldemort spoke into his head. He didn't show up though.
"How do you know were I am? Where are you Voldemort?" A chuckle was all he got as an answer.
"That's for me to know," He laughed. "And for you to never find out, Potter."
Harry opened his eyes. Voldemort had to be somewhere, watching him. He looked in the stands for anyone, but found nothing but an old Hufflepuff broomstick and a school cap.
"Mr. Harry Potter, come here this instant!" His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione and Professor McGonagall standing by the sidelines. Harry saw McGonagall about to step onto the field when Hermione stopped her. They exchanged some words and McGonagall took a step back.
Harry sighed. He would return. At 7 AM, he would come to meet Voldemort; and no one would stop him, not McGonagall and not even Dumbledore.
"I'll be back, I promise you. I'll be back." He said softly.
With reluctance, he walked to his best friend and his school house Head.