Chapter One: The budding plan.
A three hooded figures slowly glided towards a ramshackle shack. The leader knocked on the pitiful excuse for a door and pulled up his left sleeve to show a tattoo.
"I'm sorry I'm late my lord," said the man. "Draco is not yet seventeen. The trace-"
"Unacceptable Lucius. Take a seat among my more faithful- as hard as that may seem- and punctual followers," came a high and cold voice from one end of the shack. "Are Narcissa and Draco here?"
"Yes my lord."
"We need three more Wormtail…"
He was cut off by the door opening.
"M-m-m-m-my l-l-lord." A short fat man stuttered as he dropped to his knees. " P-p-p-please m-my l-lord. T-t-they p-put up a f-f-f-fight."
"All faults are excused for now. I trust that you brought them."
"I did."
"So they are…?"
"Here my lord."
Two seventeen year old girls stepped into the shack.
"Welcome ladies. You know that your families are being held hostage until you do what we want…" Voldemort completely ignored the fear in their eyes. "Wormtail has told you the plan… however just in case he hasn't… Lavender- the Weasley boy, Pavarti- Potter Crabbe Jr. - the mudblood and Draco- the Weasley girl. The rest of you play it by ear."
"My lord…"
"You are not worthy Lucius. You have now had two strikes. Third strike- Nagini is always hungry."
Narcissa let out a small scream as her eyes widened.
"I show no mercy except for those who beg for death."