Voldemort whipped out his wand and sent out a killing curse at the figure.
Harry floated up out of the chair as it made impact and destroyed it. –Aw. I liked that one- he pouted. Voldemort continued to toss spells at the ghostly figure, first in anger and then a slight fear. Some spells Harry dodged and others went right through him. After a minute Harry raised his hands as Voldemort leveled his wand at him again and said, -What are you trying to kill me for? I'm already dead-
Voldemort thought about it, and then lowered his wand, "What are you doing here?" he snarled.
-Haunting you of course- Harry said lying down in the air at an angle, arms folded behind his head.
"Haunting me?" Voldemort asked blankly.
Harry sat up and zoomed across the small space until he was right in his face, ghostly hands planted on the desk and legs floating in the air. Voldemort stumbled back away from the transparent boy and Harry grinned. –You didn't think you would be rid of me that easily did you? Really all you did was make it easier. Now- Harry stepped back and spread his arms –I have no boundaries-
"I would think you would want to be with your parents," Voldemort said, trying to not let his dread show on his face.
-Oh. They understand. They actually approve. They wanted to come, but they've already passed on so- Harry shrugged –They left it to me. That's why I wasn't here right away. I was talking to them, ya know, catching up. Then I had to get used to my new ghostiness-
"So why don't you pass on?" Voldemort suggested lightly.
-Nope. I'm here to make your life a living hell. I'm not going anywhere-
Voldemort paled at the thought. How do I get rid of him? He thought.
-You can't- Harry answered.
Voldemort's head shot up, "How are you doing that?"
Harry tapped his forehead. –The connection remember? It was blocked before, but now I have free reign-
"I am not going to take this," Voldemort growled and pointed his wand at him "Evanescere Phantasma!"
Harry's eyes widened. –No! No, you can't do that!- he started clawing at the air with fear as something started to pull at him and he started to fade. –Damn you! Damn you Voldemorrrtttttt!- He vanished.
Voldemort lowered his wand and smiled with glee. He sat down in his chair and relaxed his shoulders, glad to be rid of the troublesome voice. He could finally get some work d-
-Not!- Harry popped right in front of his face. Voldemort jumped and jerked back in surprise. Harry laughed and flew backward across the room –You should have seen your face!- He said wiping a tear away.
This cannot be happening!
-Oh. But it is-
"Get out! Get out!" Voldemort thundered.
-Temper, temper Tommy-boy- Harry scolded.
"How? You should be gone!" Voldemort scowled and started trying different curses and spells to get rid of the apparation.
-I would be. But I'm not your ordinary ghost. I'm a ghost with a grudge. And a big one- Harry smirked and held up a finger, -First, you kill my mom and dad- He ticked off another finger-Then you had my godfather killed, then Dumbledore, Remus, and Tonks...Yeah. I have a really good reason to be here-
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Driving You Insane
FanfictionThe war is lost. The Dark Lord Voldemort has won. Harry Potter is dead, but he's not going anywhere. Originally posted on fanfiction.net and A03 by the same author.