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James Potter and the Dark Lord's Trail by HEG
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Voldemort looked up at me. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t. I wanted to run but I couldn’t.

“But- but you’re d-dead?” I stammered so frightened it was unbelievable as I stared at the dusty floor.  

“Shhhh,” hushed Voldemort “I am not dead.”

“H-how d-did you-?”

But Voldemort ignored her.

“You must not tell anyone. Now run!” he cried. “RUN I said!”

I hastily scrambled to my feet and ran as fast as I possibly could away from Voldemort. The sharp stones cut through my fluffy, pink bedroom slippers as I scurried across the grounds, not knowing who or what was chasing me.

“Ahhh!”  I  screamed as a pair of strong arms grabbed me and started pulling me away.




Ginny bolted upright, gasping into the darkness. Her cheeks felt wet and her insides roiled with horror at what she’d just seen. For a few wild seconds, she couldn’t tell where she was or even who she was: part of her was back at Hogwarts with Voldemort, sharing his agony and shame. But then she saw the smooth, plaster walls of her home and the flickering candle, glowing in the corner.

It was a dream, she told herself, just a dream.

Yet the assurance felt meaningless no matter how many times she repeated it. The nightmare had felt different: too powerful and real.


In an instant, Harry was wide awake, helping her up from the luxurious silk pillow. The strong arms around her body should have comforted her but her nerves were raw and she couldn’t bare it. She squirmed away.

“I’m fine,” she panted “It’s just – it’s just-“

“It’s just what?”

“I had a dream....”

Harry leaned forwards.

“What was it about?”

“It was about – it was about...”

But words failed her. She simply couldn’t phrase what had happened.

“Ginny,” said Harry softly “You can tell me.”

Voldemort’s voice echoed in her mind.

‘You must not tell anyone.’

“I can’t,” muttered Ginny.

“You can. It’s not like I’m some kind of Death Eater you know!”

Ginny froze.

“Voldemort,” she whispered uncontrollably.

“Ginny, what?”

Voldemort,” she repeated “The Dark Lord is back.”

“Ginny, don’t be silly,” said Harry soothingly “Voldemort is dead. I killed him and he can’t or won’t come back. It was just a dream.”

“No, I swear to you! It was real! I saw him!”

“Look, up until Voldemort died, I used to have dreams like this. I thought they were real-“

“And they were,” finished Ginny.

“No, let me carry on. But sometimes Voldemort was just trying to trick me like the time he killed Sirius-“

“How can he trick me if he’s dead?” pointed out Ginny.

Harry stopped and thought. This was true. But it couldn’t be. Voldemort was dead. Or was he? Harry had witnessed the day that Voldemort’s rein was over. He had seen the day that freedom was released back in to the wizarding world. But not this. He had not seen this coming.

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