A seething pain tore through Harry’s scar. He sprang up on his bed, dazed and disturbed at the same time. The pain he had almost forgotten for long had resurfaced out of nowhere. It couldn’t be Voldemort, for the Dark Lord had been vanquished 20 years back. Or was Harry wrong.....Harry, after his victory over Voldemort had hallucinations about Voldemort coming back through some dark magic. But, as time passed by Harry dismissed such paranoid thoughts. Today, everything came gushing back to him. Something was not right. As Harry scampered out of bed, he realized with a lump in his throat that Ginny was missing. As his eyes darted around the room searching for Ginny, Harry’s eyes noticed something in the air through the window which sent a shiver down his spine. It was the shape of a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth. The Dark Mark. Harry instantly picked up his wand but was unable to comprehend what was happening. As Harry rushed to the window, a tall hooded figure swished down beside him. “Hello Potter” the figure said, “How long has it been? I have been waiting resiliently to meet you.” Harry was numbed, he did not know what to feel, his heart longed to see Ginny but his mind looked at the figure standing in front of him and for the first time Harry fumbled in saying the name – “V-v-v-oldemort”. “Potter”, said the Dark Lord twirling his wand in his hand, “When you surrendered to me in the Forbidden forest, I cast the AvadaKedavra on you. If you realise Potter, the AvadaKedavra has its most powerful effect only if it is meant with true intent at the person you are casting it at. When I cast the spell, it was YOU I intended to kill and never the part of my soul that was within you as a Horcrux. Naturally, due to the power of the curse the Horcrux within you was battered, but not killed and it tried to free itself from your body. Like wands, Horcruxes too have an uncanny attachment to where/whom they belong to. The Horcrux couldn’t merge with me and it was attracted to this object you had which had already housed a Horcrux for a long duration. The resurrection stone, Potter, remember it falling off your hand?” Harry could see the smile of victory on Voldemort’s face as he continued. “My soul embedded itself with the resurrection stone and lay there in the forbidden forests, keeping me alive. And here I am, once again proving your old man Dumbledore wrong and rising from the dead.”
Voldemort continued, “But I am a changed man now, Harry” and removed the hood from his head. Harry looked at him and Voldemort almost resembled a cabbage with blotches here and there indicative of eyes and mouth. Harry burst out laughing, “Dude, you are kidding me.” “No”, shrieked Voldemort and then went running and hugged Harry. Somewhere a mosquito swallowed a whale. Soul and soul (or is it Horcrux and Horcrux) united. “You know Potty”, said Voldemort, “the only reason I am alive today is to ask for forgiveness. As I was wandering around in the form of a soul, I came across some books of Business Ethics. When I read it, I understood the true meaning of life and immediately started repenting for my acts. “Harry tried to soothe Voldemort and asked, “But why the Dark Mark?”
“You know Potty; nowadays I am into paintings, billboards and all....” explained Voldemort.
Both of them laughed and went to bed. Harry finally understood what Dumbledore had once said, “Only love and love alone will overpower Voldemort”.
It was later heard that Harry had divorced Ginny.
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