A/N: Voldemort gains a new follower
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Assignment #4 of: Charms Classroom
Task: Write about the sudden rise of somebody - this could be in magical or political power, their reputation or simply physically.

Criticism or any form of advice is highly appreciated!

Both Will Rise

Both will rise, one will fall said the stupid woman I killed with the crusious curse. The others were confused by this while Bellatrix and I were not, I clearly knew what she meant by this, and I hated it. Knowing the other person she was talking about. I was going to spare her child, thinking that the little devil would do some good, maybe for a hostage, but that stupid woman just had to get me angry. I hated Harry Potter. If only I could get my hands on that stupid little brat.

"Bellatrix, don't spare any of the other villagers. Even children, you got that?" Bellatrix nodded violently, let out a cackle, and set off to burn and kill villagers. I don't know what I would do without Bellatrix, my true follower. She was the only I could trust, especially at a time like this. All the rumors of Harry Potter coming to kill You-Know-Who pervaded everywhere throughout the wizarding world, even if I killed a hundred wizards that rumor would still be held by one.

I looked at the masterpiece Bellatrix has done. Fire everywhere, the wonderful screaming of the villagers. And all of the bodies on the floor, made me happy. That was until Bellatrix came over with a scrawny little boy, maybe twenty years old, under-fed his whole life.

"Bellatrix what does this one want?" I asked.

"He wants to join Voldemort's army." Bellatrix laughed in the most evil way possible.

"Well, he needs to prove it first." I looked at the boy who was looking down at the dirt, then I saw him look suddenly at his back.

There was a little girl, no more than six, wobbling along to him.

"Don't go with him Joseph! Please!" She pleaded at him while shaking his long coat.

I then thought of an idea.

"Joseph" I called. "If you kill her, then you can join us, join us in our battle, and share our honor." Joseph suddenly looked toward me with tearful eyes. He nodded gracefully and turned to kneel down to the girl.

"It's okay Amy. You'll be find." He soothed. Joseph then took out his wand, and held it to her face. He said the right curse and saw her fall limply in his arms. He sobbed quietly and stood up towards me. "I did it." He said.

"That you did boy, that you did." I turned to my other followers facing me, grabbed the boy by the arm and shoved him towards the front. "Welcome our new follower, Joseph." Bellatrix patted him on the arm and pushed him toward the others who were congratulating him.

I turned toward Bellatrix.

"Keep an eye on that boy, he might betray us. If he takes the chance, kill him."

"Yes sir." Bellatrix smiled her toothy grin and went to the others.

With these many followers, Harry Potter will die. I though.