Do you know what Harry hates most in his life? Not the Dursleys, of course, he doesn't like them but he finds friends at Hogwarts, so Harry leaves his dysfunctional family alone (at least until they touch him). His nightmares about his enemy Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka Voldemort. Otherwise, Potter wouldn't be able to live with the vision of torturing other mostly innocent strangers who have fallen under the hot hand. The show goes on day after day:dark tunnels and passages of dungeons barely lit by candles and incessant screams were etched into memory, more and more dead bodies with blind vision and bloodless pale skin. Harry sees himself as a murderer protecting his predatory leader. No, this has to end. Today, Harry plans to be the first to start a conversation, to say "stop". Because the young wizard risks going crazy soon if he does nothing. He doesn't care about the consequences of his adventure, what thoughts the Dark Lord will be able to reach through the connection. One thing he did not suspect at all was that a fully armed enemy was waiting for him - it was not for nothing that Harry studied Occlumency and Legilimency on his own, because Snape only hindered his progress and humiliated him.
-You have brought me so much pain but the only thing I do not understand is why? I am not a threat to you! This simple invocation seemed to stun the older wizard, or maybe it was because Harry tried to penetrate his thoughts and share his beliefs. Still he only do ,opens door of his heart. Perhaps in vain. Probably personal ones, meticulously carved out like a castle in the sand. Another moment and a wave would cover his beautiful high spires and carry him into a sea of heavy uncertainty about his own future. There was little chance that Harry would succeed, but no one forbade him to believe otherwise. The boy would never admit that the student Riddle had charmed him with his wit, intelligence, and beauty right up until the moment Potter discovered his true identity. A feeling of betrayal that gave way to bitterness in his stomach and disappointment that made him want to scream at the object of his tender feelings.
-Don't you understand? You killed me. I lost my body, power, and political influence because of you. You were and remain a threat to me. And I swear: I will destroy you, Harry Potter!-answered to him in cold voice full of anger and fury.
-Stop. You destroyed yourself by breaking into my parents' house that night so . Harry said confidently. I don't need haunting or fighthing with you know just I wanna sleep tonight please The last word was unplanning and Harry not sure about it works but there is nothing left to say more. The boy mentally pushed and overflow the opponent with exhaustation and burden of his soul generated by bad dreams . And he passed out in the deep darkness because of overstrain.
At the next time Harry worried about dreams that will be much worse then day before but he was suprised when it wasn't. Instead of this he saw a rarely good dreem - the field full of white and orange lillies. Voldemort is staying silently in a middle of most flowering field part. Potter is watching on him unbelieving and dedicated in one time his green eyes become wide when in result his beloved enemy is coming closer with slightly cruel smile. Harry is looking down below to tips of his shoes suddenly confused.
-The stange way to destroy me I guess -the boy nervously laughed. He looks up again straight into the red eyes opposite him when he finally finds courage, even though his heart is burning in fire inside his chest. And he don`t know why yet.
-Its your last day at all enjoy it if you can. Voldemorts smile becomes wildly and blinding for Potter opinion .Without realizing what he was doing, Harry rushes forward into the arms of his enemy and kisses him, giving a piece of his warmth and gratitude for the small favor. Maybe he will regret it afterwards but there is only one wish he wanted at this moment. He whispers: -I love you..
