15. I will not say the phrase "Dude, get a life" to Voldemort.
Harry was not having a good time. Who would if they were strapped to some guy's grave stone being cut open by some megalomaniac who was out for your life because of some crack pot 'Seer' had a drunken night out and thought it meant something.
He looked up at the snake face that was leering back at him. He stopped listening to Voldemort's 'plan' and looked down at his shoes. Shit, he was going to have to buy brand new trainers. These ones were all muddy and torn up. Not good for his feet, which were dainty and slender.
He snapped his head back up, hearing his name fall from Voldemort's lips.
"DUDE! He yelled, Get a life!" He didn't mean to say it, he really didn't, and as soon as he said it, he regretted it.
Sitting up in bed, Harry's heart was pounding.
"Ron!" He half yelled, half whispered. "Ron wake up! You'll never believe the dream I just had.!"