CHAPTER 1 – A Cold Night's Start

The night was cold and unwelcoming. Dark clouds that had been there all day covered the stars overhead. The moon was covered in shadow.

The people of Morgan Way were snuggled warm in their beads, sheltered from the biting wind. Four Men Stalked down the street, unnoticed by the sleepers. The group slowed, and walked up the drive if house number three.

"Alhoamora," hissed the tallest man.

The door opened slowly. Pushing the door open further, the four men slipped inside. Directly in front of them, were stairs leading up to the second floor.

"Up there," whispered another man, pointing to the stairs.

Slowly, they crept up the stairs, casting odd shadows around them. When the reached the landing, the paused and looked around.

"Wands out!" the tallest man hissed again, "Follow me"

They started down the hall, passing two doors and an open closet.

"This is the room," the shortest man said, much to loudly.

"Shh! You'll wake them Nott!" the tallest man exclaimed.

"Im afraid you already have Tom," a rough voices said from behind them.

"Pete—"

"I know what you want, and my answer is no." Peter said firmly.

" Your answer should be yes! Come back to the magical world Pete. Join us! It can only get better from where you are."

"Why would I, when that is exactly what I spent most of my life campaigning against! Im not joining you, and that's final Tom."

"My name is not Tom. I no longer wish to have my father's name. I will create a name that everyone, even you, will fear!"

"Well I hope your not going for the whole, 'I am Lord Voldemort', business. Honestly, you just respelled your name. It's so tacky." A female voice sounded from a room behind the group. They turned to look at her.

"You'll join us Renee. I know you will." Tom said

"Tom, no. I can't. I don't want to." She said.

"It will be like the old days. Back at school." Tom said almost pleadingly.

"Those days are gone," Peter said, " we don't want anything to do with magic, and we don't agree with what you are doing either. We just can't do this.

Tom was becoming more and more frustrated. The men with him were becoming more and more bored.

"Tom stop. Go home. Get some rest. You look like you need it. We aren't going to do what you say, no matter how many times you ask." Renee said, tired.

"Damn it Renee! I need more people to do this right, more people to make this work!" Tom yelled. He grabbed Renee, and started to shake her. "You have to!"

"Tom stop! Stop! Please," Renee pleaded, trying to get away.

"Don't you dare hurt her Tom!" Peter said, pushing him back.

"I thought I could count on you!" Tom shouted pushing Peter into the wall behind them.

"What is your problem? Get out of here!" Peter shouted.

"Your entire plan is just bollocks! We said no! And that's it! No!" Renee said angrily.

"You forget," Tom said icily, " You have four powerful wizards, ready to kill you in an instant. You dare question my authority? You dare stand up to Lord Voldemort? And you don't even have your wands!"

"Yeah well, we still know how to disapparate, so don't get your hopes up."

"Well know your just asking for it." Tom hissed.

"Go, Tom. Just go. We aren't saying yes to anything." Peter said

"You know too much now. Either join us or die!" Tom yelled, pulling his wand out from his robes.

"I would rather die than join you and your lot." Renee spat.

"Fine then," Tom raised his wand, "avada—"

"NO!" Renee shouted

"Changed your minds then?"

"Not a chance my friend. We'll be going now." Peter said, and with that, they disapparated.

"Damn it!" Tom said with a stomp.

"Sir—"

"Burn the house."

A/N

Hehe! This is the first chapter, so I'll be getting some more up soon.

Obviously, I don't own any of this that looks familiar. I just made up the story. Some of this got screwed up so a lot of my notes are missing… Ahh well… The next part will make slightly more sense. Don't worry.