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“Hush, Harry,” came Voldemort’s soothing voice. “I shall take… such good care of you.” – “I desire our reunion sooner rather than later. Come back to me, and I will ensure that you are as utterly comfortable as I can make you. You may be assured that I will never rest my immortal body until I have you once again.” – “I did not intend to – ” “You did so intend! Well? Will you finally stop moping now that the box was not-empty for a night?” “No,” Voldamort snarled. “This fixes nothing.” – A retrospective tale of language gaps, of untrustworthy memories, and of the culmination of a millennia long affair between a Dark Lord and a counterrevolutionary. – (summary edited 2020.12.19)