You are my home - A Quirrelmort fanfiction

Voldemort and Quirrell were fine. Fine until Quirrell has a really really strange dream and when he wakes up, Voldemort is gone. Voldemort wakes up on the back of the head of a stranger. And now he gets to feel all of the disadvantages of being bound to somebody's body. He's no longer the leader, he's the prisoner. Quirrell is desperate. The only clue he has, are messages he gets from Voldemort in form of visions. Determined to find his true love, Quirrell follows those hints. He can only hope it's not too late...