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It's empty in the valley of you heart. The sun, it rises slowly as you walk, Away from all the fears, And all the faults you left behind. The Cave - Mumford and Sons Chapter Four "Tom, meet Harry Potter." Harry was lying in bed, arms folded behind his head and sheets only half way up his torso, as he thought of the dream he just had. It was midnight and he'd woken in cold sweat, and yet it wasn't the usual dreams about Voldemort killing him, it was a dream about Voldemort fucking him. It hadn't been Tom Riddle, and Harry knew, that the dream meant he feared that his mission wasn't working. And it meant he feared what he knew was happen