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Angel in My Head	By : Aridethdar Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 14773 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the wonderful and lovely JK Rowling does. I do not make any profits from this, writing fan fiction is purely for my entertainment and the enjoyment of others should I choose to share XD lol

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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the wonderful and lovely JK Rowling does. I do not make any profits from this, writing fan fiction is purely for my entertainment and the enjoyment of others should I choose to share XD lol

Summary: The ritual to restore Voldemort's form did far more than the Dark Lord thought. Now the shard inside Harry is aware and willing to help the boy. But will this work for the Dark Lord, or against him?

Warnings: Language, violence and/or talk of abuse be it past or present… That's all for now I do believe. Will be slash/yaoi/maleXmale…

A/N: My Octoberfest is still going strong (details on profile... sadly, my updates are off on AFFN ^^;; lol)! A big hug and shout out to my beta of awesome, sapphyredragon-rn! She is amazing *^.^*

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Key:

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

~ Voice in Harry's head XD lol ~

§ Parseltongue §

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Angel in My Head

Chapter Three: Run

Word Count: 1800

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"You can run, but you can't hide!" The voice of Dudley's buddy Piers seemed to ring throughout the area.

Harry gasped in fright and pain as he clutched his injured side.

~ Hush… ~ Fallen said in a soothing tone. Harry knew he was right, if he didn't want to be caught by Dudders and his gang, he needed to stay as quiet as possible. ~ Ignore the pain… I know you are capable. ~

Yes, Harry could indeed block it out. It was something that he had learned after years of enduring Dudley and his buddies' particular brand of torture. He could not tune out all the pain, but he could ignore just enough to keep himself functioning and his mouth shut.

'I can't believe they caught me off guard!' Harry growled.

They had taken him by surprise when he had been busy cleaning the garage. Harry hadn't even heard them coming, which was saying something considering he had built up a slight paranoia when at the Dursley's home… And for good reason!

Unfortunately Harry had been distracted by his conversation with Fallen and had not heard the group, an oversight he would be sure to rectify next time.

'I haven't made a mistake like that in years.'

~ Do not be so hard on yourself. I am partly to blame. ~

'No, I knew better. It is their favorite game when they are bored, after all... and they're always bored' Harry sighed mentally before he rounded a corner and shot down an alley.

"I have a great idea for when we catch him!" One of the thugs laughed from near the place Harry had been moments before.

Blocking out pain was one thing, but physical damage could slow him down exponentially, much to Harry's dismay.

'Harry Hunting is back in session full force.' Harry thought sardonically to Fallen.

~ Find a police officer. ~ Came Fallen's response and Harry had to stop himself from laughing.

Instead Harry settled on shaking his head. 'Are you crazy? The Dursleys have them thinking me a delinquent.'

~ Trust me. ~

Harry groaned. There Fallen went with that trust thing again. Well, Harry was almost on the main road anyway so it wouldn't be that hard of a task to seek out the authorities… Down side? It would leave him exposed and in plain sight, and Dudley's new friend with the "idea" was fast.

'What have I got to lose?'

If Fallen's plan didn't work, he could always go to plan B: Use the Invisibility Cloak.

Harry had been ecstatic when Fallen pointed out that putting it on wasn't performing magic, therefore Harry couldn't get in trouble for doing so. Ever since, the teen had been sure to carry his father's cloak with him at all times… He just had to be careful not to use it in front of Muggles. There was no need to alarm the masses, after all.

Except maybe freak out Dudder's freaky friend.

~ You wont need the cloak, just follow my lead. ~

'Okay…' Harry thought before… "Oof!" He gasped as something hit him, hard, in the rib cage.

"Found you." Dudley chuckled as he and his buddies gathered around.

"Finally found your girly cousin?" The thug with the "idea" inquired and Harry started to panic.

The fact that the boy with the idea had called him girly did not set well with Harry. Add in the fact that said boy was a creep? Yeah, alarm bells were ringing and red flags flew up everywhere in Harry's mind.

~ Stay calm. Don't panic. Mistakes are made when one lets impulse take over. Look for an opening… There! ~

Sure enough the massive idiots had left a gap just perfect for him to squeeze by. If only he could distract them…

"Hey! What's going on here?"

'Perfect.' Harry thought and bolted, only to be grabbed by Mr. Idea and thrown against the alley wall. 'Damn it!'

"Put that kid down! Now!"

"Who's gonna make us?" The idea guy laughed, completely ignoring the newcomer, while leering at Harry.

The sound of the hammer of a pistol being cocked, however, got everyone's attention.

"There a problem partner?" The man with the gun, a policeman, asked the first officer who, apparently, was the man that had been trying to help Harry.

"Looks like a gang trying to get some kicks out of hurting the kid." The first man replied and glanced over at the second officer. "Put that down you trigger happy Rookie!" He hissed.

'Is it wrong to hope that Mr. Trigger Happy shoots one of these bastards?'

~ Nothing wrong with it in my opinion. ~

'So not comforting…'

"I'm only going to say this one more time, put the kid down." The first policeman stated and Mr. Idea Bully growled.

"Fine, have the little bitch!"

Before Harry could respond he felt as if he were floating.

~ It's not the fall that hurts… ~

Harry hit the ground in front of the law enforcement duo and cried out in pain.

~ It's the sudden stop. ~

'What the hell? Why couldn't I brace for that properly?'

~ Because it wouldn't have been in your best interest. ~

"That's it! You all are coming down to the station with us!" Mr. Trigger Happy yelled, pistol still in hand and trained on the six man gang.

"Heh, we can't all fit." Mr. Creepy Idea Bully snorted and Harry looked at him through broken glasses from where he lay on the ground.

~ Wow… That's a face only a mother could love. No wonder he's got the mind of a rapist… ~

'That's not nice, Fallen.'

~ Can't deny that I'm right though… ~

"It's going to be okay, kid. I'm Corporal Inman and we're here to help. Are you alright? Can you stand?" Harry's rescuer asked while his partner handled Dudders and his goons.

~ No, because your ankle is sprained to hell and back. Honestly, if you were anyone else those bastards would have had you ages ago. ~

"N… no, Sir. My… my ankle is…" Harry tried to speak but his head was spinning. 'What's happening?'

~ You know that technique you use to block pain? ~

'Yes…?'

~ I have been interfering and now I am stopping it completely. I apologize in advance for the enormous amount of suffering you are about to endure. ~

'WHAT?' Harry wanted to ask but he quickly found out first hand what Fallen had been talking about. "AH!" He cried before his world went black.

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Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep…

'Somebody stop that bloody beeping!' Harry whined in his mind.

Honestly, he wanted to shout it but he knew better than to attract attention. He still didn't know where he was and if Dudders and his gang were nearby…

~ They're not. ~

Well, that was a small relief. Now that left room for another big question…

'Where am I?'

The first thing Harry noticed was the sound of machines. Lots of them, if what he was hearing could be believed. However he was slightly confused… it sounded like instruments one would find in a hospital.

There was a good chance the sounds were coming from the television. In fact that was highly probable. It wasn't as if the Dursleys would waste money by taking "the freak" to the doctor. Especially when their son and his buddies were responsible for the physical damage. And heaven forbid the physicians realize Harry was severely malnourished whereas the Dursleys men most certainly weren't.

~ You are not a… ~

'I know, I know, I'm not a freak… or so you keep telling me.' Harry did the mental equivalent to a grumble on the last part. 'But that's neither here nor there and right now I want to know a where.'

~ That could almost be a poem. ~

'Your sarcasm at the moment is not appreciated.'

~ Suit yourself. Just be a dear and refrain from screaming when you open your eyes and rejoin the land of the living, mmmk? ~

That didn't sound promising. In fact, it was incredibly unsettling… Just as Fallen had probably meant for it to be.

'Bastard.' Harry thought as he slowly opened his eyes and quickly closed them once more with a groan.

Why were hospitals always glaringly white? Seriously, if one was trying to make a patient comfortable the last thing they needed was a color that reflected all light. The blinding display was sure to daze anyone and was far better suited for interrogation chambers rather than recovery rooms.

'And the fact that I'm in hospital would make me scream why?'

~ Oh, you shall see… ~

A hand grasped Harry's shoulder and the teen cried out in fright.

'I thought you said Dudley and his thugs weren't here!' He thought in a panic as he tried to get away from the appendage.

"Whoa, whoa! Calm down little guy, no one is going to hurt you." The man said in a soothing tone as he retracted his hand from Harry's person. "I'm Corporal Inman. You remember me, don't you?"

~ He is the one who stood up the Dudley on your behalf. ~ Fallen offered to help jog Harry's memory.

'The one with Mr. Trigger Happy for a partner?'

~ Yeah, the one with Mr… You did not seriously name the man that, did you? ~

'And if I did?' Fallen made an undignified snorting sound but said nothing in response.

"Kid?"

Harry looked over at the policeman, though he realized he had to squint his eyes due to more than just the glaring lights.

"Wh… where are my glasses, Sir?" Harry asked as politely as he could, though he inwardly cringed at how meek he sounded.

"I'm sorry, they were damaged beyond repair and we haven't had a chance to get another pair as of yet."

Even without his glasses Harry could see the man was in standard uniform. He was unsure of the man's height, seeing as he was sitting in the chair next to Harry's bed, but the teen was certain the man would tower over him when he stood up.

The raven haired boy's vision was too blurry to make out such a fine detail as eye color, but he could see that the man had his hat off to the side and the officer's hair was brown and defied gravity in a manner not too different from his own.

'Only he's got the rugged, "I'm a beast," messy hair. Mine looks like I just got out of bed.'

~ After a good shag. ~

'What?'

~ Nothing. You will understand when you are older. ~ Fallen had uttered the dreaded line that every kid HATED to hear…and there was nothing Harry could do about it.

"I need to ask you some questions."

Well, they were getting off to a fun start…

Not!

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A/N: Oooh, cliffy. Anyway, here is the next installment of Angel in My Head! Lol I hope you enjoyed. Feel free to review if you like, though I understand how hard reviewing is sometimes XD lol I would like to say that I appreciate all the reviews, they really make me happy and I want to say Thank You!

Next Time: Harry meets a psycho psychiatrist…
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