Chapter 8
Things had been quiet around the house. Voldemort left Harry alone for most of the day. Harry thought that was good. He thought that would give him some time to work on his plan. He would wait for Voldemort to go to sleep and then sneak into his room and grab his wand. He knew he couldn't ask for his own wand back. Voldemort would get suspicious, so he would have to act natural all day.
He took a book from the shelf and began to read. He felt a hand on his head.
"You were gone for so long, I was beginning to worry," said Voldemort.
Harry turned around to stare at the Dark Lord.
"I just thought I would read something. Could you not sneak up on me like that?" Harry remarked.
"Oh, I am sorry. Have I frightened you, my Horcrux?" Voldemort apologized.
"No, you haven't frightened me. You just startled me is all. "Harry wanted to say something about that name, but he decided against it.
"Well, I do apologize. I see you found the book of wandless magic. A good choice," the Dark Lord smiled.
"So, is this what you will be teaching me?" Harry asked.
"Some of it, yes."
"It's interesting."
"Well, I will leave you to read. If you need me, I will be in my study," Voldemort disappeared into the shadows.
Harry was left to his thoughts. Voldemort wouldn't get the chance to teach him anything, if Harry had a say about it.