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Voldie-Kitty	By : Kurohyou Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13352 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does and no profit is made out it whatsoever

Chapter List
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- 8
KM: Chapter 7 YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Nagini: holds sign up I like you
Tom: holds sign up Traitor!
Harry: EVIL!
Nagini: holds sign up I don�t what you have against her! I like her!
KM: Aw thank you Nagini, you are now my new fav character!

Disclaimer: glares damn you! Uses flame thrower

Summary: �I am going to kill him for this! Being my second in command be damned!� thought a tiny little white kitten with scarlet eyes. But all those thoughts vanish when a certain green eyed boy begins to stroke him and he begins to purr loudly.

Pairings: LV/TMR x HP, GW x DM, FW x HG x GW (and others maybe. Need to think about it. Maybe I change them later on)

Warnings: YAOI, SLASH, MALEXMALE, BOYXBOY, OR WHATEVER YOU WANT TO CALL IT!! Soo you no like-y, you no watch-y! Lemons, Limes and the likes, oh yeah and bad language from a kitten! And of course bashings. Dumbledore, Molly, Arthur, Ron and Ginny bashing.

A/N: Hum, what to write, what to write? Oh yeah... the kidnapping which will fail. Erhm what else? Nagini telling her Master that he likes the boy.... uhm... I dunno what else! Oh yeah! A spy is found out and Harry dreams! But no smut your pervs!

Voldie-Kitty

Chapter 7
A failed kidnapping

~Hogsmeade~

It was Hogsmeade weekend and Draco Malfoy was walking with his friends through the little town as if he owned the place. It was not a usual sight to see as off late in this past few month. Ever since Harry Potter has been pulled out of Hogwarts the school, staff and students were not the same anymore. Rarely did anyone of them leave the school and Slytherin was making fun of it even. The people in Hogsmeade were wondering why the Headmaster was not doing anything to stop this foolishness or had even tried to prevent this from happening. No one really had an answer to that but slowly they began to doubt the man and his decisions. Of course they remembered the trail of Sirius Black. But Dumbledore would surely never do something like this to someone that is innocent. Black had to be getting it wrong to that time was their only thought and they hold onto this.

They didn�t want to see the errors that Dumbledore had done and never will. But this was now in the past and they had all played into Dumbledore�s hands without knowing it. Draco glanced at his friends and nodded to them when he saw their target. It was time their plan was going to start now.

�You know what do to with her� was the only thing said to them.

They nodded at him and split up. Each having black robs on and the hoods up, hiding their faces. Wands raised high, mouths open to let the words out and then the screams begin.

�FIENDFYRE�

�SECTUMSEMPRA�

�CRUCIO�

The people in Hogsmeade began to scream when they heard or were either hit with the curses. Draco smirked under his hood. So far everything was going like they had planned.

�GO AND GET THE RED HEAD, YOU KNOW WHAT POTTER SAID ABOUT HER�

Draco�s smirked widened when he yelled those words. Potter was finally getting what he deserved. He couldn�t wait to see in the Daily Prophet Potter�s face when he was being lead away by Aurors. He would make sure that Potter would never forget this day when he was going to visit him in Azkaban. His eyes flashed in amusement and sadistic glee at that thought. He could hardly wait for all of this to be over.

~Outside the �The Three Broomsticks�~

Ginny Weasely was just leaving the pub with her friends. Today was the plan to get Harry Potter back and out of their lives forever. She smiled at that thought. It hadn�t taken that much to get her to agree to do this. She would make Potter pay for ignoring her all this time and acting as if she didn�t exist. She looked at her watch. It was almost time to start and then their plan would begin. She pretended to listen to her friends chatter and act as if she was interested in it but her thoughts where anywhere but there on their topic of whatever they were discussing about. It was then that she heard the yelling of curses.

�FIENDFYRE�

�SECTUMSEMPRA�

�CRUCIO�

With that she began to run in the direction of Hogwarts like they had planned. While Ginny began to run, black hooded figures came out of the alleys and circle her. It was then that a voice yelled out again.

�GO AND GET THE RED HEAD, YOU KNOW WHAT POTTER SAID ABOUT HER�

Ginny flinched when she heard that voice, just like it was planned and looked around her. Panic was clearly visible on her face. `I should be getting an award for this� was her thought to this while backing away from those people in black. She could hear them chuckle at her and began to tremble; she had to make sure that this was as real as possible. It was better that no one found out that this was just a feint.

�I would suggest that you all put your wands down� an emotionless voice said.

Ginny�s eyes widened. This was not planned, not at all. No one was supposed to know about this �kidnapping�. Though how did this person know about it? Ginny knew that they were screwed; she could only hope that they all could leave before they were caught.

~*~A few minutes before Shrieking Shack~*~

A group of five people was making their way out of the Shrieking Shack. Each of them was clad into white cloaks with a purple panther on their back. They were in Hogsmeade because their Mistress had ordered them to be and stopped a staged kidnapping that had something to do with Harry Potter. They were sent to make sure that the kidnapping did not success and that Harry Potter was innocent in it all. None of them really knew what was going on. But they had just heard yesterday of what was going to happen today and were told to stop it. Their Mistress had given orders to make sure that the ones behind this �kidnapping� were found out. On their way to Hogsmeade they looked around the area to make sure no one had seen how they came out of the Shrieking Shack. It would do them no good when someone came and question them. Thus making them come too late to stop the staged kidnapping.

It was fortunate for them that no one was out or saw them. That was a good sign for them and they continued down the path. Shortly before Hogsmeade they nodded at each other and split up. Words were not needed between them. They all were good trained for such missions and had already worked together for years as a team. They knew each other very good and how the others thought. It was like they could read each other�s minds. This was very good for them when it came to this. They each hide in the shadows and were tensed. Ready to strike and stop this foolishness that was about to happen.

�FIENDFYRE�

�SECTUMSEMPRA�

�CRUCIO�

As if those words a sign, each of the jumped out of the shadows and began to cast stunners after stunners. Making sure not one of the black robed figures was hurt. They knew that those figures were just children and thus they should not be hurt in any way. Their punishment would come to them when Aurors came to check up and question people what was going on here. Making sure that no other people would dare to come and attack again.

�GO AND GET THE RED HEAD, YOU KNOW WHAT POTTER SAID ABOUT HER�

When they heard those words yelled and the last of the black robed figures standing in a circle around someone, all of them cast stunners so fast you would wonder if they had cast anything at all.

�I would suggest that you all put your wands down� an emotionless voice said.

When the first five fell the black robed figures turned around to them, forgetting about their target and concentrating on the new threat to them. Their mission was forgotten and they began to move away, trying to flee when they saw who exactly it was that had dared to attack them. They all knew that they had to get away from there and that fast. When those people got their hands on them then they would be faster in Azkaban than they could say Quidditch. Something no one of them wanted to happen at all.

�We have to leave now!� Draco hissed to the other though only they could hear him. �Activate the Portkey my father has given us!�

Draco cursed when he saw who exactly it was that was stopping them. This was not good at all for them. He had heard about those white cloaked figures from his father. His father had always warned him about them. Those were wizards that were not to be messed with in any ways possible. Those wizards were rumoured to be even more feared and stronger than Dumbledore and the Dark Lord. No one really knew who they were or for whom they worked. But one thing was for sure. They were strong and did not bow to anyone.

�Activate them now!�

Before those white cloaked figures could move to stop them, all of the black robed ones were gone. Even the ones that was unconscious.

�Captain?� a female voiced asked. �What should we do now?�

�We do as our Mistress said we should� said a woman that was slightly taller than the first one that spoke. �Make sure that each of them knows this was not Harry Potter�s work here and that the red head over there says the truth!�

�Yes, captain� was the collective reply.

The captain just sighed and shook her head. This was going to take a while...

~Malfoy Manor~

Lucius Malfoy was sitting in his study and looking at the plans had made for the kidnapping and what should happen after this. He was sure that his plan would work and nothing would come between it that would stop it. He frowned when he saw a letter that he was sure was not there when he entered his study. He should know, after all, the desk was empty safe for a thick file when he started to work on the plan. From whom could the letter be? He did not recognize the letter and the handwriting on it. He knew no one that would send him a letter with crimson parchment and white ink. He was cautions about opening it and checked if there were any spells placed upon it to harm him. One could never sure about such things. When there were no spells on it, he opened it and began to read it.

�Dear little Malfoy-pup,

How are you, young one? I hope this letter finds you in good health and if it should not. I do not think that I will mourn about this. I am sure you quite agree with me on this one, yes?

But that is not a matter I want to talk to you about in this letter. Oh, no. It has something to do with the fact what you are about to do. Yes, boy I know what you are planning and trying to do. Do you really think I would not hear about this? Tut, tut, tut, how naive you are, dear silly, little boy.

Alas, I just want to tell you that I will do everything to stop you. You may be my flesh and blood from my little bastard brother�s side of the family but that does not mean that it will stop me from stopping you. Whatever you are doing it will not work on me and you know it, pup. You have seen what power I weld and what I can do. How you can believe that the old fool Dumbledore can help to achieve your �dream� is beyond me. The old man does not hold enough power and you and I know this. Or are you just using the power that he holds in Britain? If you are then I look forward on our future �battles�.

Lucius, the moment you had begun to read this letter my �friends� have stopped that little kidnapping attempt of yours in Hogsmeade for one Ginerva Weasely. Do you really think that with such a pitiful attempt you could get Harry Potter out of the picture? Really, here I thought you would have more brains than that. But I have to say, this plan of yours would have worked if I had not heard about this. You really should make sure whom you trust in your circle, not all of them are as loyal to you as you might think. I will not tell you who they are that told me but I will tell you that they did not even work for that Dark Lord of yours that you want to betray.

Oh, excuse me. You already did betray him. I would not be surprised when he comes back that he will torture you to death. A pleasant thought, no? I can already see it coming and how you will scream and beg for your pathetic life.

Ah, I have seemed to be rambling on you. Forgive this old woman for her wandering thoughts. I actually wanted to tell you that the next time I hear of something like this, I will destroy you and your family. You being related to me be damned. You bring scum and filth to our proud family. I would not be surprised if our ancestors were rolling in shame in their graves because of you. This is not a threat, dear silly, little boy. It is a promise.

May you rot in hell and suffer greatly for your deeds, young one.

Sincerely,

Saiko Lilith Le-Fey
Head of the Ancient and Noble house of the Dark house of Le-Fey�

With each passing word that Lucius read he paled. How was it possible that the woman had heard of his plans? He was sure that no one knew what was going and he only told his trusted followers that agreed with him. He was sure that no one of them would betray him. But what made him worry the most was that his great-great-great-whatever-many-greats-aunt was threatening him to destroy him. He knew that she had the power to do so in just a blink of an eye. She would not even bat an eyelash at him when she would be doing this. He let his head rest in his hands, trying to lose that feeling of dread that was growing inside of him. The woman knew what she was doing, he knew it. He had seen her destroy many others�s life when he was still young.

His father had always told him to not anger her, whatever reason there may be. He should never think about it. She would make sure that you were humiliated, destroyed and without any money left in the end. It had frightened him when he saw her like this when he was young. To see just one person weld such power. He didn�t dare to think about it. But what was the worse is that she was head of their house.

Lucius knew that the Malfoys were related to the Le-Fey family but they could never claim that fortune because their heir was, is, still alive and the head of house. And it was because of the facts that their blood was so much dulled that it was very hard to find any traces left in it to find the Le-Fey gene in it. But the other fact was that the brother, Saiko was talking about in the letter, was a bastard child. Filth to their proud and pure bloodline and as such was not worth to be given their name Le-Fey. Thus the Malfoy family was born.

�I hope Albus has a good plan for this because I highly doubt that we will get out of this without any scratches...�

~*~Time skip a few days Grimmauld Place, living-room~*~

It had been a few days since Nagini had come to live with Harry and Tom. Since that time Nagini had found out many interesting things. For example, her Master was already with young Harry not that said person knew this and that her Master had quiet the crush on the boy. Not that he would ever admit it. It made her chuckled at her Master�s stubbornness. She had promised her Master to not tell Potter, how he called the boy, about him being with him and that he was the kitten that Harry loved so much. Really, it wouldn�t kill her Master to just say Harry. But she had to admit that young Harry was loveable even to her. The boy made sure that she was good taken care of, that she could roam free in the house and always had a nice and warm place were the sun shone or near the fire place.

The boy even talked with her when she was bored and did not send her away like her Master always had done when she wanted to talk with him. Nagini would really love to stay with the boy and it seemed that Harry didn�t seem to mind her. Not the way she was mothering him. She could tell that her Master did not like that one bit when he saw and heard how she was mothering their enemy. Scratch that his enemy. He was never really Nagini�s enemy just her Master�s and she did not see anything bad with the fact that she was nice to Harry at all. If only her Master would not be so stubborn about his own feelings changing for the boy. But she knew that he would never admit that ever.

��Massssster, really needsssss a Mate�� she hissed softly to herself. Then she gave a snake-grin which had you running for the hills when you saw it. ��And I know the perfect candidate for that posssssition!��

With that said she made her way in search of a certain green eyed boy.

~Lovegood�s house~

When Luna�s father had gotten the letter from Hermione which stated what has happened to his daughter, he stopped immediately everything he was working on. His daughter was his first priority. He had promised his deceased wife that he would make sure that their daughter would always be safe. But how could he keep the promise when she was hurting in school? It left only one option, homeschooling. Thus the first thing he did was pulling Luna out of Hogwarts and making their way home. Now after nearly two weeks, Luna�s wounds were completely healed and ready for a visit to Harry. It was something he had promised her when she had asked him after they were home. He had of course agreed. Now they were getting ready to visit said wizard.

Luna was sitting outside in the garden of their house and humming softly under her breath. Her pale blue eyes shining with a new light and glazing over a bit when staring in the distance and smiling at something that only she could see. She was clad in her usual style and bare feet. The cold didn�t seem to deter her good mood. It was to this that her father came out. He smiled when he saw his daughter. It was rare these days to see Luna like this. He couldn�t remember when he had last seen her like this content after the death of his wife.

�Come on, Luna! We have to leave� he called out while mumbling under his breath about Snargels.

Luna just stood up and brushed some dirt from her clothes, not bothering to answer while still humming quietly her little tune. She would be getting to visit her brother now! She giggle happily at that thought and went over to her father who would Apparate them to Sirius� house. When Luna was safely tucked away in Xenophilius� arms he Apparated them to Sirius� house with a loud crack.

~Grimmauld Place~

Harry was sitting in the kitchen and eating a little snack when he heard a loud crack echo throughout the whole house. He jumped from the chair he was sitting on and made his way into the living-room. Sure enough Luna was standing there together with her father and smiling at him. He just shook his head in amusement and opened his arms for her to show that she could hug him. Luna didn�t need to be told twice about this and threw herself in Harry�s arms. Harry grunted when he was thrown to the ground with Luna in his arms. Luna just giggled at him and he rolled his eyes.

�It�s nice to see you too� he told her with a smile. �Mr. Lovegood�

Xenophilius nodded at Harry and smiled slightly when he saw how happy his daughter was. Luna stood slowly from Harry up and then began to drag him through the house in the direction of the garden. She didn�t seem to mind the cold out there even though she wore no shoes at all and without Luna knowing about it Xenophilius Appareted away again. It was not his time together with Harry Potter but his daughter�s. Though what should he be doing there then?

~Harry�s room~

Voldemort was lying on his favourite pillow on the bed and was about to doze off when Nagini was suddenly in his face and staring at him unblinkingly. His tail twitched in irritation and he growled at her. He wanted some piece damn it! Was that so much to ask for? Apparently it was when it came to Nagini and her staring at him. It was somewhat unnerving him and somehow he didn�t like the glint she had in her eyes. It was spelling his doom, he just knew it. He hissed at her while his tail stood tall and erected and his hackles were raised. He would be quite intimating if it were not for his size and that he was a cute, little kitten. Nagini just gave him a look. He hissed again at her and looked at her is if to say �What do you want from me now?� which it probably was. Nagini just studied him and then pointed with her tail at him.

He narrowed his eyes at her not liking what she implying with it. Just when he thought she would drop it she said the thing that made him twitch.

��You like him��

Voldemort stared and stared at his familiar as if she was crazy or on drugs which ever you prefer. He wondered if there even drugs for snakes. If so, why had he never heard of them? But he was getting off topic here. What gave her the idea that he liked anyone at all? As if reading his thoughts which weren�t that hard at all for her, she was after all his familiar.

��You like Harry Potter�� she clarified for him.

Voldemort was staring at his familiar like she had lost it which she probably had she was after all around the Potter brat so much. He just knew that he was a bad influence on her. He glared at her for stating something like this. How could she even think about him liking the boy! He hated him for taking away his chance of taking over the wizarding world. It was because of him that he had lost his body and had to float around in a ghost like state for thirteen years.

��It isssss not good to live in denial, Massssster�� she told him.

Voldemort just glared at her and hissed louder when he heard those words coming from his familiar. How dare she say those things! She may be his familiar but that does not mean that can go and say those things. Even her he would punish for those words and his patient was wearing thin. As if reading her Master�s mood Nagini began to slither away from him. She did not need a pissed of Dark Lord right now. She had other things to worry about like getting him to admit his feelings. But first she had to leave the room before her Master decided that he wanted a snake skin wallet.

��I sssssee you later Massssster�� with that she slithered out of the room.

Voldemort just glared at the space his snake had been and wished that it would burn. He needed to let some frustration out. The Potter brat had become annoying in the last few weeks. The boy had every night a nightmare and he could not enter his mind anymore or send him one of those dreams. It was getting frustrating to him and Nagini was not helping with telling him that he had any feelings for the boy. Okay, he had one feeling for the boy and that was hate. It was as simple as that! And those dreams were just for his entertainment. It was really just that.

~Hogwarts~

Deep within the castle of Hogwarts was room tightly looked shut. No one really knew what was in this room. Neither the house-elves nor the Headmaster of the school knew what was in this room. The only ones that would still know about this door and what was inside it would be the founders. But as they are all dead and could not pass on this knowledge about this room, it was lost in time. On the other side of the door was a wide room with a, what seemed to be, a purple beam in the middle. The purple beam seemed to be pulsating with life. But lately its light was diming and the pulsating stopped being fierce and lively. It was as if it was dying or something was missing for it. But what it could be no one really knew.

If you had been one of the founders then you would know that this purple beam was, is, Hogwarts. But the beam was not always purple. Oh no! It was far from this colour. It was once the colour of an eerie green, such a lively and lovely colour it was. The beam was humming happily and thrumming with power and life, making one feel safe and at home. But what is it now? Now it was an ugly purple that was slowly dying. Hogwarts hated the fact that her favourite was gone now. It made her all gloomy and moody. She let the staircase lead people on the wrong ways and made sure that her hallways stretched really long when students and teachers had to go to class. She was mourning that her favourite was gone and was not feeling safe anymore in her walls like he had in his first two years here.

It made her want to cry. But she was just a castle and castles do not cry. It was something that made her really sad and just the more moody. Dumbledore had made her Harry leave the school together with his little kitten that she knew was Tom Marvolo Riddle. Of course, she had loved that boy too when he was younger and went to Hogwarts much like Harry. But over time the boy had grown Dark, still she loved him. But then he let the Basilisk loose in the school and killed that young girl. It was something she could not forgive him and she had no excuses anymore to �right� this decision of killing this girl and his behaviour. It was just wrong and she knew this too. It gave her the rest when young Tom then blamed someone other for his crime. Maybe she would have forgiven him had he repent his mistake. But he didn�t and it broke her.

But that was all in the past now and she doubted that she could ever view Tom as her favourite again like she had back then and was now doing with young Harry. The castle knew what was going on in her and what Dumbledore had planned. She had made sure that Fawkes was making sure that her favourite was somehow hearing of this. She missed the boy dearly and with each passing day she dulled some more. The boy was so innocent and so full of life. It was something that she missed dearly and the way he made it seem that Hogwarts was not as boring as the students usually complaint. And the fact that the boy knew that she was her own person too. Oh, how she wished the boy would be back. But it was not to be. Not as long as Albus Dumbledore was alive.

But the worse for her was that she could do nothing to help in any way her favourite. The only thing she could do was waiting for her favourite child to come back home...

~Hogsmeade WWW~

Hermione was meanwhile at home with her two twins. Since Hogwarts was not really safe anymore she had decided to go and visit Fred and George. She just couldn�t stand it anymore in Hogwarts. The castle was falling apart she could feel it. It was not the same anymore without Harry there. She sighed and then turned to her side in the king sized bed and was met with the face of Fred. George was lying behind her and his arm wrapped around her naked waist. She blushed when she thought about what happened the night before. Of course, it was not her first time doing this with sleeping with either of them. But they had never done the two of them together. That was a completely other story. It is not like it was unpleasant. It was far from it. Fred and George really knew how to treat a girl.

Of course they would know. They had been together for a year now and if they had not known any quirks of her by now. Well, then they wouldn�t be men anymore. Hermione�s lips quirked up at that thought and she snickered quietly while she snuggled back into the warmth of the bed. It was still too early to be up. She sighed quietly and closed her eyes. Tomorrow was another day in hell again for her.

~Ministry~

Saiko was waiting in the office of the Minister of said person. Her face was set in a firm scowl. The man was late and it was something that she did not need at all from him. She had to get to the man before Dumbledore got his hands on him. If that happened then Harry Potter would be in Azkaban and waiting for the Kiss, just like Dumbledore wanted it so. She let her face become emotionless when she heard the door open. Cornelius Fudge entered his office and began to sweat when he saw just who was waiting for him in there. This was not good, not good at all. This person could make him loose his job if she willed it so. He took his seat in front of her stiffly and eyed her warily.

�Ah, it is good to see, Lady Saiko� he told her with a nod while sitting tensed in his chair. �But may I ask why you are here?�

Saiko gave him a small smile when she saw the trembling of his form and how he tried to not show his uneasiness in front of her. It only amused her how he tried and failed at it.

�You may not. But I would still have to tell you anyways. It has to with Albus Dumbledore�

Cornelius ears perked up at hearing this. He had tried to find something on Albus Dumbledore since Sirius Black�s trail three years ago. But he came up with nothing at all. The old man knew how to hide his tracks and what should not go out in the open. He doubted that Lady Saiko knew anything at all. But then again he did not have the same spy network like she did though she had to find something out about him that he could only dream about.

�And what could that be?� he asked her carefully.

She smirked at him and it made him feel like it was something he should not have asked. It was if he was dealing with the devil himself. But it did not surprise him at all. Her nickname was after all the devil in the politician world. She had proved it each time when there was a politician debate.

�Minister, haven�t you always wondered how Albus could always bend the law to his will?� the smirk in her face gave him the chills.

He just nodded at her and gulped. This was something he really had wondered about this many a times when he saw Albus in the court. No one really could understand it in the court how it was always that Albus won his cases. But till now they had found nothing about it. Maybe this could change now.

~Somewhere in Scotland~

Albus Dumbledore was waiting in a shabby pub in Scotland for one of his spies within the Ministry. He was sitting at a table far in the back of the pub and watching the outside of the pub from the dirty window next to him. It was actually a wonder to him that he could look out there at all. It was just so dirty and looked like it had not been washed in a long, a very long time. He let his gaze wander around the dark pub. There weren�t many people in it but it was enough though that he was not that much noticed. It was then that the door opened to the pub and a man with short blond hair and brown eyes walked in. He was dressed in simple clothes and made his way over to Albus. Said old man just smiled at the man and his eyes twinkled. It was as if he knew that this was not the real form of the man in front of him.

He made a gesture for the man to take a seat. He did so with a silent nod and stared at the old man in front of him. Waiting for Albus to speak and giving him new orders. His hands were firmly clasped together in his lap and looked like they were holding something. Something that was very small.

�I take it that you have heard about the failed kidnapping?� Albus asked his companion who just nodded. He smiled grimly before a smile made it to his face again. �I want you to help me to make sure that Harry Potter will still get send to Azkaban even though the kidnapping did not work�

Again there was not a word spoken from his companion just a nod, showing that he understood what Albus wanted from him. Albus just smiled kindly at the man sitting in front of him with that every visible twinkle in his eyes. It made the man actually wonder if the man was on drugs or just mad. `Possible both� the man thought dryly. He stared behind the man, knowing what would happen should he stare dead on in the old man�s gaze. Secrets that no one should know about would be known to the old man. It was something that he had been warned about by his Master. He was to make sure that Dumbledore did not find out for whom he really worked. Before he could even think deeper about this his... employer was talking again.

�...-nk. You should know whom you can bring into this and whom not�

Damn it, he hadn�t heard what the old goat had said in the beginning. But that didn�t matter. He could already think what the old coot had said. He was trained for this kind of situation and just nodded again. Not talking like it always was when it came to those meetings.

�I trust you can find out who it was that he has been betraying us?� he nodded again. Don�t talk to him and just nod it were the words of his Master echoing through his head. �Good, good. I will take my leave then and do not disappoint me�

Again there was this old grandfatherly and kind smile. As if! He knew how false that smile was and how it can make just anyone want to trust this old man. When the old man has left the pub the man let his Glamours fade. Instead of the blond man sitting there was now a blond woman with piercing blue eyes. The clothes were same but now they were cut for a woman and not a man. She sighed deeply and let her hands unclasped from her lap and laid, what was in her hands, on the table. It looked like a little box. It was made out of cherry wood and had a rune engraved onto it. She tapped the rune which started glowing and was not disappointed when she heard her Master�s voice beginning to talk.

�Good work, Narcissa. I had not thought that it would work that good. But I do have to say that you make an excellent spy� it was clearly a woman that spoke there. �I take that your husband does not know that you are working for me?�

�No, Lady Saiko. He does not suspect anything at all�

�Hum, that is good to hear and don�t doubt yourself, deary. It is the right thing you are doing� with that the rune stopped glowing, showing that the conversation was over.

Narcissa sighed and slowly stood up. It had been a few years now that she was a spy for Saiko. She had become a spy shortly after the Dark Lord had been destroyed. She had the feeling that to this time the war wasn�t really over and was just getting started, and she had been right about it. Shortly after the Dark Lord had come back to �life� her husband began his planning and thinking of ways to get the wizarding world under his control. Albus Dumbledore had his hands in it too. She knew about the way he thought how everyone was just pawn in his chess game of life and death and did not think about the consequence. It was because of him that she knew that this would not be a normal war and that there would more sides to it than just two.

It was because of this that had her seeking out the only person that could help her in this matter. She knew what consequence it would have for her in the end. She would always be in dept for Saiko because of the fact that she had helped her to not go to Azkaban and making her work for her. This war was getting messier with each time Albus Dumbledore and her husband try to make Harry Potter loose or die. She made her way out of the pub and when she was a safely distance away from people she Apparated away with a loud crack.

~Ministry~

Cornelius Fudge was shocked at what he had heard just a few minutes ago. Lady Saiko had given him enough proof to get Dumbledore back. The words spoken by the old man made him sick. But there was only one problem with it. There was no one other to listen to it and he doubted that Saiko would be enough to get Dumbledore back. Yes, she had the power and the contacts but so does Dumbledore. It would be a fight between giants, something that would not be forgotten for a long time and become really bloody. It was something that was not needed for them all right now. With the Dark Lord being back and oddly silent, it was just screaming for chaos to happen. He could already see the reactions of the people should they hear about this.

Albus Dumbledore was, or better said is, a hero for them all. He had defeated Grindelwald after all and made sure that he was no danger to them anymore. People saw him as a hero from then on. They showed their gratitude to him and looked at him as if he was all knowing. Asking him for help and advice as if he was some god that would answer them truthfully and not use them in any way, shape or form. But that was far from it when Cornelius had heard right just a few moments ago. The man was even worse than Voldemort.

�You do realise that it will be not enough to win against Dumbledore?� he asked her with an unsteady voice. �We need more proof than this�

�Of course, I do know this� she said to him while nodding. �That is exactly why I am here.�

�..urhg...�

Saiko just smirked at the Minister and while handing him a file over. He looked at her confused then to the file and back to her. His gaze telling her that he did not understand what she wanted from him and what he should be doing with this file. She motioned for him to open it and read it. What he saw in there made his eyes go wide and his jaw drop. Saiko just smirked in sadistic satisfy when she saw his expression. Dumbledore wouldn�t know what had hit him when she was through with him.

�How did you get all of this information about Dumbledore?� he asked her while still looking at the file.

The information that was in it was talking about things that he had never heard of from Dumbledore. About his supposed good deeds and other such things.

�I have my sources� was all that she said to him.

�I...see�

~*~Time skip that night Grimmauld Place~*~

Harry was lying in his bed and tossing and turning. He had one of his nightmares again. It was something usual for him as of lately. But for the month where Voldemort had visited him in his dreams he had none of them. But now they were back full force and making him relive his first thirteen years of life with the Dursleys. It was something he did not want to happen to him ever again. But as it was now, he was dreaming about his life there again. About his years in the cupboard under the stairs and how he was ignored by them that he had believed that he really did not exist at some point in his life. How he was never loved or showed what love was. How he did not know his own name till he was eight years old. It was just everything.

Voldemort was sitting of at the sides and watching Potter. His tail was swishing angrily behind him and twitching from time to time. It was getting irritating for him. It had been a week now since the brat started to have his nightmares again and it was stealing his sleep. He could not even see what the brat was dreaming of in the first place because every time he tried to look into Potter�s mind something was blocking him. Of course, it could not be the brat. He knew that the boy was a failure when it came to the mind arts. But how was it now possible for the boy to block him when he couldn�t do it in the past? It was something that gave him a headache, a strong one that is.

He knew that another person could not help the brat to shield his mind from him. The brat could only do it himself or he would help him. Which he highly doubted would ever happen in this lifetime or other ones that is. Though how was it that the brat could do it now? He narrowed his eyes and tried again to infiltrate the brat�s mind. He concentrated on their link which he still was trying to find out why it existed. Maybe he would find it out now while breaking into the brats mind. Before Voldemort knew what was happening he was in the brats mind.

~^*~Dream/Memory~^*~

Voldemort, again as human, found himself in a room. A very tiny room with a rug lying in it and someone lay on it. He looked around the room and then saw why the room was that tiny. Of course it was already very small to begin with but with all the destroyed toys and other things in it. It looked smaller. He saw that in front the window was an old and broken desk standing. It was a miracle to him that the thing had not collapsed yet. He let his attention go back to the figure on the bed. And sure enough he saw Potter lying there and staring with dull eyes at the ceiling. He hadn�t noticed it before but when he looked at the door his eyes widened slightly. There built into the door was a cat flap and locks that could only be opened from the outside.

He turned his attention back to Potter who had sat up and was now staring at him with his dull eyes again. Somehow that was frightening him more than when the boy was glaring at him. He raised an eyebrow and was surprised when the boy patted that place next to him. As if wanting him to sit down with him. Even though it was beneath him to sit on such a rug, it was the only thing that you could sit on. The broken chair in the corner didn�t count. With a sigh he took the place next to Potter. Said person just gave a tiny smile and then began to speak.

�You know, before I went to Hogwarts I always thought that I was a no one... My aunt and uncle always ignored me and made sure that I feel how they did not love me. They ignored me and locked me under the cupboard under the stairs. Locking me in there for days without food and water and ignoring me. For a time being I really did think that I was a no one and did not exist...�

Tom blinked when he heard that. It was surprising him to hear something like this coming out of Potter�s mouth. He had always believed that the boy was spoiled beyond believe and treated like a little king. But what he saw here was the complete opposite of what he had heard from Severus. Maybe the man really was too much blinded by his hate for the boy�s father to give him truthful reports on the boy? It would certainly explain this. He was snapped out of his thoughts when the boy spoke again.

�I didn�t know my real name till I was eight years old. All the other years I had always thought that my name was boy or freak. It was the only thing that my relatives had called me. Only when I had started school have I heard the first time my name. When the teacher first called my name and no one reacted to it, she didn�t really know what to do. Though she took as all to the side and questioned each of us for our name. When it was my turn and she asked for my name. She was surprised when I told her what my relatives called me.�Potter was silent again as if lost in thought.

Voldemort only wondered why the boy was telling him all of this. They were enemies for crying out loud! It was not like he would suddenly show sympathy or pity the boy. But then again, maybe the boy was telling him this because of this fact. Everyone other would pity him and it seemed that this was not what he wanted.

�My uncle wasn�t happy when the school called him because of this though he told them a lie about me. He told them how a bad boy I was and what my parents were for people, telling them that my parents were drug abusers. The sad thing is that they believed him and never said anything about it again.�

There was again a silence in the room. Harry shifted on the rug a bit and leaned his back against the wall, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Voldemort just watched his enemy as if he would attack any moment. How can they boy let his guard down around him like that? It may not be the first time they were like this; actually they were the other dreams were something totally different. But before he could think more about this, Potter spoke again.

�I was actually happy when I had first heard of Hogwarts and when I got the letter. It let me somehow believe that I did exist but when I first entered the wizarding world, I had wished I could leave it again. Everywhere I went some stranger would come up to me and talk to me as if they knew me. It was frightening to me... when I went to Hogwarts it didn�t get any better. It was so confusing to me...�

Voldemort just listened to his enemy. He got the feeling that it was the first time that the boy was talking about his past like this. It made him think about the boy and the way he was raised. Well, or better said the lack of it. The boy had raised himself without anyone�s help and was treated like he was the pest when he understood it right. Then he was suddenly thrust into a world that knew everything about him and he knew nothing of. Of course it would be confusing for him. Then to hear that you were a celebrity too. It must have been hard for the boy.

�I have hated it when I heard about it and I still do.� Harry sighed and looked at Voldemort for the next part. �Did you know that it was Dumbledore�s fault that I had to live such a life? Doing chores from dawn to dusk, being ignored, never loved or acknowledge? Given the clothes of your whale of a cousin and never given your own?�

Voldemort could see the sadness in the eyes of the boy and took a sharp breath. The eyes... they looked dull, empty and lifeless. It reminded him of the eyes of the haunted. How could the boy posses such a look in his eyes when he was barely seventeen years old? He didn�t say anything when he heard this. Of course it was Dumbledore�s fault, when was it not?

�I had never trusted him since my first year. I mean it was so obvious that he wanted me to go after you with all the hints he had dropped for me.� Harry tilted his head to side when he said this. �Say why are you here today Voldemort? I haven�t heard from you in a long time�

Voldemort blinked when he heard this question. The mood changing in the boy and the suddenly drop about the subject made him bewildered for a few seconds.

�I was curious as to why I couldn�t enter your dreams in past few weeks� he said while watching the boy with narrowed.

Harry just blinked at the words. Not understanding what Voldemort meant with them.

�What do you mean?� he asked with a frown.

�I couldn�t enter your mind, boy. It is as easy as that. But it made me curious because I know how incompetent you are when it comes to the mind art�

Harry twitched at the insult and stuck his tongue out childishly. He didn�t care if Voldemort thought it was immature of him to do so. It was not like the man cared for him. But it surprised him when he heard the man chuckle. That was strange, very strange when he thought about it.

�Potter, I do want to know why you just told me about your past� it wasn�t a question.

Harry tilted his head to the side and smiled slightly. �I knew you wouldn�t act like any other person would though I figured you were the best to tell about it. Just don�t believe I told you all there is to know�

Before Voldemort could question the boy. Potter faded away, sign that was telling him that the boy was waking up.

~^*~End Dream/Memory~^*~

Voldemort found himself back into his kitten body and blinked. That was a strange meeting. Not something he had imagined would happen. He glanced at the wakening boy and tilted his head. They boy looked content as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. But why would he look like this? Surely, it was not because he listened to the boy and did not pity him? That was absurd in his opinion. But he wouldn�t put it passed the boy that it was because of this. He had told him this in the dream. He just shook his head and curled up on the bed. He needed to sleep. The whole night talking with the boy was exhausting when you cannot sleep when doing so. With a kitty-yawn he drifted off to sleep while being stroked. He purred loudly not aware of his surroundings anymore.

Harry just smiled softly down at his purring kitten while stroking him. Today Sirius would be back and telling him what would happen next now.

KM: grins Ya know, Tom, I have been thinking.
Harry: This is never a good sign.
Lilly: We should run
KM: You are a kitten just like my Pia! I think you two would make a cute couple!
Tom: holds sign up

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