Disclaimer: Okay, so I know that my writing technique is slightly similar to J.K.Rowling's but I am not trying to fool every one into thinking I own Harry Potter. I have done this thing so many times that I wonder why I should keep doing it, however it's in the rules, so I will.

A.N Well hey there people! Look at that! I got reviews! How exciting! To get you all motivated to keep reviewing (and to motivate other people to review) I will reply to each one.

Lily 1-1: I am very sorry that you are very mad! I hope you're not mad at me and you're just mad at the fact that Voldemort whisked Ginny away on her wedding day. If however, you are the other kind of mad (as in crazy mad) I will say join the "mad" club, we have a lot of fun, drinking chocolate milkshake and eating doughnuts, you are more than welcome. :)

HG4ever: Yes I know, I know, Why oh why did I make Ginny's eyes blue? I have a very good reason, however I can not explain why at this time. But trust me, you will see why. In time you will see. Patience my Pado- wan. As for the misspellings I apologise, the "forgetting to press the space bar" actually isn't my fault. This site has a bad habit for bunching up words. I do not know why or how this happens but I tell you one thing….It's incredibly annoying. Try and bare with me, I shall go back and try to take out the mistakes. Well keep reading and reviewing my friend. And yes, you are most welcome at the "mad" club too! See you there:)
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As for my readers who HAVEN'T reviewed….may I ask you something: Do you realise just how infuriating it is to find people put you on their "favourite story" list and don't review! It's not very nice. You know who you are. So please, I beg of you, just a few words is enough. Review!
Right so after all that, here you are, the next chapter of Harry Potter and the Return of Lord Voldemort. So snuggle up, relax and let your eyes do the walking.

Enjoy:)

Mind Games

Harry threw a bench across the garden in his rage, the bench smashed into the fence and the knomes ran away, cursing and shouting. Harry didn't care though, his thoughts tormented him.

He let his future wife just slip through his fingers. What kind of husband was he? He killed Lord Voldemort once, why couldn't he do it again? Didn't he know that this was coming?

True he had his suspicions, he could feel the evilness within him. But in truth Harry just thought they were after effects of 16 years of feeling his presence.

Mrs Weasley was in hysterics she pulled her hair, sobbed, shouted at Fred and George and odered Mr Weasley to "Do something!". The garden exploded into panicked talk. Everyone appeared to be in shock, not wanting to believe that Voldemort has returned.

Mr Weasley, Bill, Charlie and a few other men apparated to the ministry. "They need to know about this" Mr Weasley had said in reply to Mrs Weasley's arguments.

Mrs Weasley reluctantly nodded and let the men disappear. The women helped each other to clear the garden. Ron flicked his wand and mended the fence and the bench which Harry had damaged.

Hermione was busy comforting Mrs Weasley and gently guided her into the house, along with Fluer and Ginny's aunts and cousins. Harry stayed outside, seething, hurting,inhaling hard through his nose, then desperately outas he felt a wrench at his heart.

Ginny, His Ginny, well almost his, was now gone, with Voldemort. He gritted his teeth, he needed to find her.

The garden was back to being messy and bare. Everyone but Harry and Ron had gone into the Burrow. Harry looked at Ron who stood still, looking pain stricken and lost.

"What are we going to do Harry?" He asked faintly. Harry didn't say anything, he used all of his strength to keep him from falling to his knees and sobbing his heart out. This was no time for tears, he told himself. Ginny needed him to be strong now.

Ron walked to his side and looked at Harry with eyes that were filled with horror and shock.

"He's back, Harry, Why is he back?" Ron asked hoarsely. Harry couldn't bring himself to answer. He had no idea, it was impossible, he saw Voldemort die. There was no way he could come back to life...unless of course, he never died in the first place. Harry shuddered.

But where would Voldemort take Ginny? To get him to follow was the likely motive, but if Voldemort wanted to kill Harry then why didn't he do it at the wedding? Why did Voldemort need Ginny anyway? None of it made sense and Harry was too upset to try and figure it all out.

"Ron, we've got to find her!" Harry gasped. He was bent double with the pain in his heart. He had never thought that having someone you love be taken away could actually cause physical pain. It seemed so ridiculously impossible. But Harry felt pain. He felt a lot of pain.

Ron nodded white faced. "What are you going do?" he asked quietly. Harry breathed heavily, tried to steady himself and straightened slightly. He looked at Ron seriously.

"The only thing I can do," he replied in a low voice. The two men looked at each other for a long time until Ron realised what Harry was talking about. He blinked several times and stared at Harry with a mixture of disbelief and anger.

"You can't!" he exclaimed angrily. Harry shook his head.

"I have to," Harry replied darkly. Did Ron think he wanted to do it? Was he mad?

Ron breathed heavily through his nose. "I'll stay with you mate, if anything happens..."

"Thanks," Harry replied gratefully. He then sat down on the grass. Ron followed suit.

It had been years since the last time Harry used his mind to find Voldmort. He remembered back to the day he ran away from 12 Grimmauld place and went into the woods. He found himself in Sirius' house and...

Harry blocked out the memory in his mind and focussed on what he needed to do. True it was risky, in fact It could be the very thing that Voldemort wanted him to do, but that didn't matter, Harry needed to get Ginny back.

With one last reassuring look at Ron, Harry closed his eyes and cleared his head of all thoughts. He then focussed on Voldemort. His snake like fingers, deathly pale skin, burning red eyes, two slits for a nose. Voldemort...Voldemort...

For a moment, Harry thought that it wouldn't work, he never had to wait long to sense Voldemort. But then quite suddenly Harry felt his mind spin and he was stood in a dungeon.

Some where afar off there was a leak and an infuriating drip drip loomed in the air. The air felt like cold breath on Harry's skin. The walls were covered in slim and mud.

The stench of death chocked the atmospheare. Still, Harry didn't care, his eyes were fixed on a small red headed figure laying unconscious on the ground.

"GINNY!" Harry yelled and dashed forward, the woman did not move.

Harry knelt at her side and tried to brush a stray hair across her forehead but his hand slipped through her skull. She was made of nothingness. Or rather he was. Harry glanced up at the walls and looked around, trying to figure out where he was.

It didn't take long however, for Harry to realise that they were in the Chamber of Secrets. The once, grand hall was in ruin, boulders and rocks lay around in the water and mosiac floor. To Harry's far right he notice someone had created a path leading back to Moaning Myrtel's bathroom.

"Hello my dear," a sneering voice said from some where behind Harry, who whipped around.

Burning with hot anger Harry's whole being shook. "Don't you dare," he whispered threatening. It was no good, the man did not even notice Harry's existance. Ginny still didn't move.

The man flicked his greasy blonde hair back and his lip curled as he looked down at the unconscious woman with amusement. He walked casually towards her.

"Look how vaunrable women are when they're asleep." He gloated as he bent down and kissed Ginny's pale lips. Still she did not wake, but slept on with a troubled expression on her face.The blonde man dragged her limp hair away from her face, as Harry had tried earlier. His bony finger drew random patterns on her face.

This intimacy, this invation of Ginny's space made Harry want to use the killing curse on him. But he couldn't. He was nothing.

Harry shut his eyes tight and opened them again to find the man slipping his whole hand down the neck of Ginny's wedding dress. The material moved and stretched as the man's cold, bony fingers pushed the silk down, revealing Ginny's pale shoulder.

"I wouldn't touch our guest Mr Malfoy, you don't know where it's been." Came a cold voice. Harry had never been so pleased for the owner of that voice to turn up. Draco immediately withdrew from Ginny and stood.

"Yes my Lord." He murmured. Harry turned to see Voldemort laugh icily. Harry felt a sudden shock when Voldemort's red eyes made contact with his own.

"I see you." he whispered.

Harry's scar seared with pain and he opened his eyes to find himself on his back with Ron at his side looking worried.

"Harry are you alright?" he asked quickly.

Panting, Harry sat up. He turned to Ron and looked at him in shock. Voldemort saw me, Voldemort saw me, Voldemort saw me.

"What happened?" Ron asked urgently. Harry shook his head and scrambled to his feet, Ron followed.

"Apparate to Hogwarts," Harry said hurriedly, confused and shocked Ron nodded before Harry turned, and Apparated.

(end of chapter 2)

...As Harry travelled he turned to the readers of this fic, looking serious and desperate, "I have to save Ginny" He said weakly. Tears began to run down his eyes as he continued. "But I can't unless you review"...
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