fuck.. Fuck.. FUCK!

harry was angry, he was tired, he was breaking. after another torture session with umbridge harry couldn't take it, so he left, went down to the three broomsticks. when he got up the next morning all he could say was "fuck". he looked down to his right and there sleeping was his biggest enemy Voldemort or more like an older tom riddle. harry didn't know what to do so he just got up and left before Voldemort could wake up.

my first fanfiction so I don't expect it to be perfect let me know if there are any mistakes and I'll try to fix them. also, the cover is just off google if the owner wants it taken down just message me.

I don't own harry potter the writes and all that belong to j.k Rowling. Enjoy.