Harry spent most of his time guarding his mind from Lord Voldemort. His position was tricky and deadly. If he let so much as one thought about Hermione or Ron, or any of the Order, Voldemort would kill him and them. So far, he was Lord Voldemort's most trusted man, as he was protecting his life. Harry had collected so much information that if the Oder knew, they could stop Voldemort right now. But Harry was stuck, and there was only so much he could take.

One morning, Lord Voldemort took Harry and another Death Eater into his confidence. They met in Voldemort's tent. Voldemort clapped the other Death Eater on the back.

"This is my second and final Death Watcher." Voldemort introduced the large man. "He shall relieve you for half the day and half the night. Unless I feel threatened, then both of you shall be on duty. You have one hour to yourself, I suggest you make the most of it." Voldemort said to Harry.

Harry bowed.

"Very good My Lord." He backed out of the tent as so he wouldn't get cursed, then headed to the Owlry. He couldn't use Hedwig, she had stayed with Hermione and Ron. He used a barn owl, and wrote hastily.

My dearest Hermione,

I am now allowed some precious moments where I can think of nothing but you. Voldemort has a new man to watch over him, and I am writing this in the time he has allowed me. I miss you more than anything in the world, and my only wish is to be out of this hell hole and into your arms. Take good care of Ron and Hedwig, and don't forget that I love you with all my heart and with all my soul.

Forever yours,

Harry

Harry sealed the letter. He missed Hedwig alot. Tying the letter to it's leg, he walked to the window. He released the owl.

I love you...he sent this silent message with it. There was a noise behind him. Harry whirled around to face...Lord Voldemort.

"And where was that owl going, may I ask?"

Harry's mind was filled with Hermione, and he quickly blotted her out. He looked at Voldemort stonily.

"My mother."

Voldemort laughed.

"So Death Watchers do[ have hearts. Well, since this is unprecedented, I shall let it go. But," Voldemort drew closer, his red eyes glowing, "should I ever catch you doing this again, I shall kill you personally. Is that clear?"

Harry nodded, before realizing that was a mistake.

"Wrong answer. Crucio!"

Once again, Harry's body was on fire, and he writhed on the ground in pain. Harry's shrieks could be heard throughout their hideout, and no one stopped to help. Some even came and watched. Voldemort released his wand. Harry gasped for air.

"Now....is...that.....clear?"

"Y-yes....my....Lord...." Harry gasped out. Voldemort smiled.

"Very good. Now get out."

Whew! I feel bad for Harry right now!

Katie