Chapter One

Plans

A scream echoed as a green illuminated a clearing. Jane Evans dogged a jet of green light. She fell to the ground, blood smearing her face. She jumped up and tried to run, but tripped and went rolling down a hill. Jane groaned, as she lay there. Someone was advancing on her, pointing a wand at her heart.

Jane saw piercing red eyes staring at her, with triumph. Jane tried to get up; she could barely manage it, as her legs were shaking. Jane started to run, slower then usual. She heard a high pitched laugh. It pierced her heart. It was so full of hate, anger, and rage.

Soon, a light started to illuminate the road up ahead. She looked up and saw the sun, creeping over the trees. She looked behind her and saw that no one was there anymore. Jane sighed with relief. Suddenly, she fell to the ground in exhaustion.

A figure wearing all black was walking swiftly forwards, robes billowing behind. The figure walked towards a clearing and whispered something.

Suddenly, a door appeared and the figure raped five times. A slit in the door opened and a face appeared.

"Bellatrix! The Dark Lord is expecting you…" Said the man, his voice was squeaky.

"I know Wormtail, now open this door." The man named Wormtail shut the slit and then opened the door.

Bellatrix walked in and heard the door closed behind her. She looked over at Wormtail.

He was a short, stumpy man. His eyes were watery, and he had a small nose. There was a patch of hair missing on his head, and he looked filthy.

Bellatrix walked past the Wormtail, and went through thick black doors. As she opened them, she saw at least fifty other people standing there.

They all looked up as she approached.

"Bellatrix! What took you so long?" Hissed her sister. Before Bellatrix could answer, the front doors open and in walked Voldemort.

He had red eyes, with slits like cats, green skin that looked like he hadn't seen sunlight for years. He had no nose, only two slits.

Voldemort walked past his death eaters, not looking at them. He walked to the front and sat down in a throne. He turned his eyes towards his death eaters and began to talk.

"Welcome Death Eaters." Voldemort hissed, in a cold, cruel voice. "You have been summoned her because I have a mission for you." The Death Eaters suddenly looked excited.

"Tomorrow at Twelve, Harry Potter turns seventeen. The protection his mother gave him will no longer exist then. What I want you to do is to go to Privet Drive and bring me Potter, kill anyone who stands in your way." The Death Eaters nodded and left; only Three Death Eaters remained, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa, and Bellatrix.

"Master? Forgive me, but why do you want us to bring you, Potter? Surely we could just kill him for you." Voldemorts eyes flashed dangerously.

"I have my reason's Lucius." Whispered Voldemort.

"Master, why do we have to wait till twelve? Surely we will be able to get him before hand…"

"Bellatrix, you know why." Bellatrix nodded.

"Go!" Voldemort hissed dangerously. Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Lucius bowed before they hurried out of the room.

Voldemort was left, sitting there alone. He rubbed his temples. It had been an exhausting day. He hoped for once that his pathetic Death Eaters wouldn't fail him.

Harry Potter lay down on the cool, green grass. His eyes were shut against that light. It was another hot day at Privet Drive. His face was burning, but he couldn't go inside. He didn't want to hang out with the Dursley's all day.

Harry felt a tear slip down his face. He had seen so much death in his life. First Cedric, then, Sirius, and now Dumbledore. They had all died cause of him.

Harry stood and began to walk. He didn't know where he was walking too; he just let his feet take him places.

Today was Harry's seventeenth birthday. At midnight he'd finally be able to leave Private Drive forever. Harry smiled at the thought, he'd finally be free.

When Harry turned around the next corner, he saw something suspicious. Five people were standing at the end of the street. Two women and three men. Once had White long hair, and cold grey eyes, another had long black hair, and a pointed nose. The third man had long blonde hair, and was very grubby. The first women had long blonde hair, and dull blue eyes, and the last had very long black hair, and had a very pale face. Harry recognized her as…

"Bellatrix…" Whispered Harry. Suddenly, there was a bark beside him. He jumped and looked to see what had barked. He saw a shaggy black dog. His teeth were bared, and he was in a crouching position.

Without warning, the dog lunged at him. Harry was pinned to the ground. He tried to push the dog off him, but he was too heavy. Harry took out his wand and blasted the mutt of him. He jumped up and ran, with the dog trailing not far behind him. As Harry was about to run into the next street, he was blasted back by an invisible force.

Harry landed on his back. He rubbed his elbow as he got up. As he looked back at the five strangers, he saw them watching him.

Now he recognized them. Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Severus Snape, Another Death Eater (Harry forgot his name) and Bellatrix Lestrange.

Harry didn't notice how dark it was until he heard the clock struck twelve. Uh Oh…

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