This is my version of J. K. Rowling's fifth instalment of the Harry Potter
series. I have no connection with Harry Potter's publishers, Warner Bros.
Or J. K. Rowling herself. The characters are her own, only the plot is
mine. New characters may be introduced in later chapters, but for the time
being I am sticking with Mrs. Rowling's. My story is set now, in the 21st
century and may not keep in time with Mrs. Rowling's books.
Dark Days.
The giant tower overlooking the street gleamed in the light, two black suited, sunglasses wearing men stood either side the great glass doors guarding it from intruders. This building was not what it seemed, from the outside it may have been the office block of some Hi-Tec company, but this was not the case, for inside was the H.Q of one of the most evil men ever to have walked the Earth.
The short, balding man who entered the glass doors was dressed respectably in a smart grey suit and tie. He moved quickly over to the lift and pressed the call button, looking at his watch, 5 minutes late, the "boss" would not be happy. A noise brought him back to earth as the lift's doors opened. Pressing the button for the 20th floor he stood shacking. Time ticked away as he waited for the lift to arrive at its destination. The doors opened to an ordinary looking corridor, walking along he looked at the names on the doors, recognising most of them, fearing all of them. He walked to the end door, reading the name on the polished gold plaque. Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Knocking he waited for the shrill call of his master. "Enter Mr. Pettigrew". Entering he walked to the end of the long conference table watching the many faces turn his way. He noted Mr. Malfoy's evil stare and Crabb and Goyle's dumb looks. Sitting on the chair next to his master he looked round.
"You may take off your glove, Wormtail, we are among friends here" said Mr T. M. Riddle, better known buy his feared name Lord Voldemort. Wincing Wormtail slipped off his glove, revealing a silver hand which seemed to flow with electricity. For you see, everyone in that conference room where wizards, evil wizards whose sole purpose was the cliché "taking over the world", well, maybe this wasn't the same as most evil geniuses, for Lord Voldemort didn't only want to take over our world, he wanted the wizard world as well.
"You all know why I called the second meeting of the Death Eaters, especially in this muggle building" muggles where non-magic people who lived without fear of Tom M. Riddle or Lord Voldemort. "The Order of the Phoenix, my Lord?" said Mr. Malfoy, one of Voldemort's best wizards.
"Yes, Malfoy, The Order of the Phoenix are following our movements very closely. From today all of you are to act muggle. You will come here every day and leave at sundown. If asked we mass produce muggle video games, if asked more you will say you are late for an appointment."
Goyle tentatively raised his hand with a look of pure terror in his eyes. "Err, Master, what is it that we really do?"
The look in Voldemort's face turned Goyle's grey. "Crucio" whispered pointing a long wand, which contained the tail of a phoenix, at the stupid looking wizard. Goyle screamed in pain until Voldemort lifted the wand and smiled "What we really do, my stupid friend, is to plot how to get that boy" at this he spat the words "Harry Potter away from that muggle loving fool Albus Dumbledore. With him out of the way and not spoiling my plans I will at last end my waiting and take over the world".
Wormtail smiled, evil the most evil men could be forgiven for using clichés one in a while. Just then he wished he hadn't for Voldemort's glare came his way. "Something amuse you Wormtail?"
"N.. No Master, just thinking th . . that it would be good having Potter out of the way" He was spared more wrath as a knock at the door announced the entrance of the muggle tea lady.
"Don't you wait for an answer, we are in the middle of an important meeting" snarled Mr. Riddle, for that was what he was known as to all muggles in the building. The woman just stared dumbly, she was talk and blonde, not bad for a muggle Wormtail thought, just stupid enough to come in when Voldemort was angry. "Avada Kedavra" spat the Dark Lord. Unknown to the members of the dark plot three wizards sat in a muggle flat across the street, listening to every word that was said.
Meanwhile in a small house in Surrey a teenage boy was laying on the kitchen floor, holding his forehead in agony.
Plan of Death Eater floor of Office Block. There are a lot more members but these are the men in charge of different operations, plus I cant remember the other Death Eaters.
+Mr. Malfoy +Mr. Crabb +Mr. Goyle + Mr. Pettigrew + Mr. Riddle ============================================================ ============================================================
+Mr. Nott +Mr. Snape +Library +Supply Cabinet + Private
Dark Days.
The giant tower overlooking the street gleamed in the light, two black suited, sunglasses wearing men stood either side the great glass doors guarding it from intruders. This building was not what it seemed, from the outside it may have been the office block of some Hi-Tec company, but this was not the case, for inside was the H.Q of one of the most evil men ever to have walked the Earth.
The short, balding man who entered the glass doors was dressed respectably in a smart grey suit and tie. He moved quickly over to the lift and pressed the call button, looking at his watch, 5 minutes late, the "boss" would not be happy. A noise brought him back to earth as the lift's doors opened. Pressing the button for the 20th floor he stood shacking. Time ticked away as he waited for the lift to arrive at its destination. The doors opened to an ordinary looking corridor, walking along he looked at the names on the doors, recognising most of them, fearing all of them. He walked to the end door, reading the name on the polished gold plaque. Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Knocking he waited for the shrill call of his master. "Enter Mr. Pettigrew". Entering he walked to the end of the long conference table watching the many faces turn his way. He noted Mr. Malfoy's evil stare and Crabb and Goyle's dumb looks. Sitting on the chair next to his master he looked round.
"You may take off your glove, Wormtail, we are among friends here" said Mr T. M. Riddle, better known buy his feared name Lord Voldemort. Wincing Wormtail slipped off his glove, revealing a silver hand which seemed to flow with electricity. For you see, everyone in that conference room where wizards, evil wizards whose sole purpose was the cliché "taking over the world", well, maybe this wasn't the same as most evil geniuses, for Lord Voldemort didn't only want to take over our world, he wanted the wizard world as well.
"You all know why I called the second meeting of the Death Eaters, especially in this muggle building" muggles where non-magic people who lived without fear of Tom M. Riddle or Lord Voldemort. "The Order of the Phoenix, my Lord?" said Mr. Malfoy, one of Voldemort's best wizards.
"Yes, Malfoy, The Order of the Phoenix are following our movements very closely. From today all of you are to act muggle. You will come here every day and leave at sundown. If asked we mass produce muggle video games, if asked more you will say you are late for an appointment."
Goyle tentatively raised his hand with a look of pure terror in his eyes. "Err, Master, what is it that we really do?"
The look in Voldemort's face turned Goyle's grey. "Crucio" whispered pointing a long wand, which contained the tail of a phoenix, at the stupid looking wizard. Goyle screamed in pain until Voldemort lifted the wand and smiled "What we really do, my stupid friend, is to plot how to get that boy" at this he spat the words "Harry Potter away from that muggle loving fool Albus Dumbledore. With him out of the way and not spoiling my plans I will at last end my waiting and take over the world".
Wormtail smiled, evil the most evil men could be forgiven for using clichés one in a while. Just then he wished he hadn't for Voldemort's glare came his way. "Something amuse you Wormtail?"
"N.. No Master, just thinking th . . that it would be good having Potter out of the way" He was spared more wrath as a knock at the door announced the entrance of the muggle tea lady.
"Don't you wait for an answer, we are in the middle of an important meeting" snarled Mr. Riddle, for that was what he was known as to all muggles in the building. The woman just stared dumbly, she was talk and blonde, not bad for a muggle Wormtail thought, just stupid enough to come in when Voldemort was angry. "Avada Kedavra" spat the Dark Lord. Unknown to the members of the dark plot three wizards sat in a muggle flat across the street, listening to every word that was said.
Meanwhile in a small house in Surrey a teenage boy was laying on the kitchen floor, holding his forehead in agony.
Plan of Death Eater floor of Office Block. There are a lot more members but these are the men in charge of different operations, plus I cant remember the other Death Eaters.
+Mr. Malfoy +Mr. Crabb +Mr. Goyle + Mr. Pettigrew + Mr. Riddle ============================================================ ============================================================
+Mr. Nott +Mr. Snape +Library +Supply Cabinet + Private