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Harry lay sprawled upon the hard earth that seemed so cold and frozen to how he felt now with sweat dripping down his face leaving streaks across his dirty face. He knew that this wasn't the half of what he was going to feel when Voldemort was through with him, he had much more to go and he could tell just from the way Riddle laughed with glee and seemed to take all of his pain and anger out on Harry, and that was a lot of pain and anger. This was far from over but Harry knew he had to keep going to not give up because if he did this whole thing would have been for nothing he had to keep going for them. Those who had died that he knew no name to, for the young ones who wouldn't know their parents like he had, for that girl lying out there knowing she was dying but still having hope, for Dora and Lupin and their little son Teddy who would be one of those children never knowing their parents and now his godfather, for the Weasleys who had taken him in, for his parents, for Cedric, for the unnamed muggles that their death will always be a mystery, for his two best friends Ron and Hermione, for Sirius, for Dumbledore, and for Ginny. So many had died because of him so many had suffered this will be no more. This will be the end and no more will have to experience pain because of him. It will have ended.

Voldemort was unaware of the courage building inside of Harry at this time too caught up in the sheer joy of finally having the one thing he has wanted for so long and there within his grasp, not even fighting, was the biggest victory he had ever experienced.

"Well. Harry, I guess I should let you in on my means of torture just so then you are up to date with the most recent magic since you've been living in the Dark Ages with your whole love magic protecting you, but no longer. I have discovered a spell that will let you relive all your previous injuries caused by me or in the name of I, Lord Voldemort!" Bellatrix shrieked for joy at that having not heard of the Dark Lords plans but deeply pleased that her part in it would be played. "See Harry isn't this amazing! I discovered it right after your wand did that nifty trick while I flew beside you that dark night in July. But no longer shall you evade me! You are mine and there are no more hiding places and no more people to hide behind you are mine!" He then with a flourish of his wand enchanted something so unreal and fast and quick no one heard it but everyone saw the results.

Instant pain was all Harry felt but this was worse than the cruciacios curse it was like all his old wounds were reopened again but when he viewed himself no mark showed, not even a drop of blood. How was this possible? Dumbledore said nothing like this could happen but if Voldemort wants something he will get it even if it is the best way to torture someone or an undefeatable wand or just one teenage boy who kept getting in his way.

"See, Harry, fun isn't it feeling all this pain...again. I positively enjoy it aren't we all having a good time?" Voldemort asked anyone in general.

"Yes master this is the best show I've seen in awhile," one death eater said.

"Master, you are brilliant thinking of all the best ways of torture!" Bellatrix screamed with her sick kind of happiness.

"But wait, there is more. Could you take a guess Harry of what I have planned for you next?" Voldemort asked the young boy desperately trying to even lift his head and stay sane. When he said nothing Voldemort again lashed out with the new curse only then did Harry respond.

"I wouldn't know anything about the ways of you who know no love," He responded curtly trying not even to think of what could be in store for him.

"Well then all the better. I've been meaning to test this one but I'm sure it will work fine." He then again flourished his wand and pointed it directly at Harry skull.

Harry's head whipped back and he fell down once more but that was not what was terrorizing him. Inside of his mind was the real terror.

It was like back in fifth year when Voldemort tried to posses him a succeeded for a second only this was worse. It felt like a hundred minds all at once trying to take his mind yet he knew each one was Voldemort but it seemed impossible but nothing was impossible now. Harry remembers when he thought magic was impossible he would never think that again.

Harry tried to hold on to his sanity as long as he could but one by one the Voldemort minds seemed to slip right past and go through his head. Seeing all of his memories, his secrets, his thoughts, his doubts... everything was going down the drain. Suddenly Harry wasn't Harry anymore he wasn't anything. Nothing was everything and everything was nothing but then slowly much too slowly Harry came back to himself only to be pushed back down by the Dark Lord only forcing himself further into Harry's mind.

Authors Note- I just thought I should let you know this isn't a whole exploring Harry's mind thing I just thought it was a good way for torture anyways thanks for all the reviews and keep them coming it really makes my day I also hope you keep reading and enjoyed this new chapter