Car Radio.

Rocketeer.

Voldemort's Manor, October 2009.

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Harry's heart sank to his stomach.

He shouldn't be here, not at this place again. A place that drove his mind to the darkest depths with no way out all thanks to the person right next to him.

The Gryffindor started to feel his body get cold and started to have trouble breathing correctly from pure shock. Thousands of Thoughts rushed through Harry's Mind in minutes. This was the last place to be.

Tom just gazed at Harry in amazement while playing with his ravenous- curls.

Out of terror Harry elbowed Tom in the face and quickly sprinted out of the door. Tom just gently touched his face to see any blood and with a flick of his wrist , the door shut just in time to stop Harry.

Tom then walked over to meet Harry's trembling form, and put one hand to lightly touch his cheek, and the other firmly wrapped around Harry's neck.  

"Where do you think you're going?"- The Gryffindor then felt his magic surge from the adrenaline and his palms started to burn through Tom's which made the Wizard curse and quickly release Harry from his grip.

Harry dashed out the room to find an endless set of fine wooden doors in a regal white room with ivory shaped-sculptures, dimly-lit. It was quite an eye-soar from the top to the bottom of this spacious room. Which he had no idea to where these mysterious doors lead to. Tom.

The Raven Haired man just ran straight ahead with luck in his pocket. To Harry's luck, he found that he was in the foyer and went quickly scanned for a door to the outside. Harry then in an instant ducked when he heard voices echoing from the Foyer.

"I DON'T care if he is surging with power! He basically left his duties to live like a Muggle. It amuses me that people still don't know the truth!" A Random Death Eater spat. He then heard silence and then.

crash

Shards and shards of glass fell to where the other room resided. The Death Eater took his wand out in a hurry and followed the sound to the next room. Harry then silently thanked Merlin and quickly ran though the foyer to the door. He had to go atleast 500 feet away from the premises for the wards to cease him from escaping. He then marched to the door to leave this place this time for good.

Harry could taste freedom and secretly was smug at how easy it was to-

"Oh Harry! You're back!" Draco rejoiced. Draco then gave him a pat on the back of satisfaction. Draco and Harry quickly made up after Harry started staying there with the Dark Lord, after a few curses and hexes. They then became good friends when they realized they had things in common that they both like. Draco was probably one out of the few who didn't see Harry as nothing but a weapon, a tool.

but, not now.

"Where have you been? It took a lot to keep a low profile for everyone to not know that you we're missing. Who was it? The Order? Wait no, they're all dead, how about-" Harry quickly interrupted in a hurry.

"Draco, I will answer all of your questions when I get back, But I need to go now." Harry then dashed out the door with hope, and didn't look back.

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The Green Machine Café and Garden, Downtown Soho

A Lady sat in her office, with nothing but thoughts running through her head. She had Blonde Hair with grey streaks mixed in, her face drowsy with eyebags and wrinkles from her old age. 

'Harry should've been here by now to start his shift, and hasn't been answering his calls.' She thought, with endless assumptions of her star worker's whereabouts. Harry was basically the perfect worker. He has never missed a single shift, and was always there either early or on time, never late. Not even for a single minute. 

A knock from the door.

The Middle-aged Woman got up from her seat. She obviously knew it was probably Harry, and was already thinking of ways to scold him of his unexcused absence and to knew where he was. When she opened the door, to her dismay, It was some stranger. The Strange young adult had frill brown hair that reached to her shoulders. Her eyes puffy and as red as her lips. She looked as if she was missing a lost dog, with no where to go.

"Hello I'm sorry to bother. My Name is Amelia. Um...My Friend, Harry, works here. He wasn't in his house and he hasn't been answering my calls. I was wondering if you knew where he was or if he was here." Amelia backed up slowly to keep her distance and put her hands together as if she was looking for a miracle.

"Harry... actually I'm wondering as well as he didn't come to work today. I was just about to scold him if he we're you." The Young woman then slowly went pale and unshed tears started to come up as she looked down to the floor.

"Then I guess I'll...just make fliers of his disappearance  and gain contact with the police for any information about where he is. I hope he is alright." She spoke, almost a whisper. The Woman then gave a sympathetic look and gave a pat on the shoulder.

"My Name is Edith and I will do everything in my power to make sure he is safe." Edith assured. Amelia then gave her a smile and walked out of her office. As soon as she left, Edith slumped down in her seat.

'Where the hell is Harry?'

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Mystical Forest, ???, ???

Huff

Huff

Harry finally felt exuberant as he was far away from the wards and the manor. Harry couldn't even see a glimpse of it anymore. He now could just apparate, well, as soon as he could catch his breath.

 He then sat on a stump for comfort and realized how cozy it was. He yawned as he then fell asleep, leaning back on a tree.

Thump

Before Harry could react, a flash of red light surged into his core, making him scream in agonizing pain. He could feel nothing but pain as he shrieked from the ground, dirt slowly flooding into his mouth. It then stopped, abruptly, which made him try and gasp for air. 

"You really have been away for far too long. Made you foolish, thinking you could ever escape from my grasp." A Voice stated with nothing but a façade of calmness. A hand then grabbed a chunk of Harry's ravenous hair and yanked it back to for their eyes to meet.

Green met Red.  

Harry dozily felt serene by Tom's intoxicating scent naturally, and leaned into his chest unwittingly. Harry tried to let out a sound, a scream, anything. Nothing ever came out of his lips except for soft groans.

"It is alright now, My Love. I always take good care of you." Tom then gave a soft kiss to Harry's forehead. 

Harry started to hyperventilate and tears started to flow like a stream. Tom couldn't take him, not in his state. He would resist him until his last breath, until all his magic reservoir ran out. Harry then clawed Tom's wrist and bashed his head full force to Tom's, which made the other Wizard stumble back. Harry then hurriedly grabbed his things and apparated himself far, far away.