Authors note: Hello, thank you for checking out my first fanfic, Servants of a Snake. I came up with the main idea of this story when I was in bed. I still have heaps to write but have some of the ideas sorted out. If you want me to use one of your ideas you can tell me and I'll think about it.
The personalities of the characters Catyana and Tayla were developed with the help of my awesome friend Jessica. (Thankyou)
Also I'd like to thank mintyblues (Mana) for inspiring me to write this story.
Okay so you are probably asleep now but I'd like to say Catyana's name is pronounced as Cah-tee- ah- nah.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling not me . I only really made the characters Tayla and Catyana.
Servants of a Snake: Chapter 1
Catyana lay sprawled out on her bed, watching the sun set, while laughing hysterically at Tayla's latest comment.
Tayla sat in a chair holding the letter that was definitely addressed to them from Voldemort. It was his writing but the letter said on the front 'To my Daughters'. Catyana didn't actually mind that he wrote that, to her it was nice although Tayla thought it was wrong. "He is not our father Ana."
After regaining control of the laughter she replied. "Of course he is. He has raised us for eleven years now. Potter only raised you for five and Malfoy the same to me."
"This conversation is pathetic. Honestly they created us-"
"Sure they did. But that doesn't mean the Dark Lord isn't our father. A father... oh listen to me Tayla." She said, looking at Tayla as she avoided her gaze. "A father is someone who cares for you as well as other things. I hate to admit it but Harry Potter is your dad. Deal with it."
Tayla still glared at her but managed to mumble a "Fine" so they could move on.
Minutes later the two were back to normal, laughing, and the letter was close to forgotten. When the letter started glowing red then black they knew it was important, and they hadn't opened it when they should've.
Before opening it Tayla closed her eyes and silently hoped the unusual colour of the letter wasn't because they were late and only because it was important... As well as having time to meet him.
As her eyes scanned over the text she began to pale. "We have mission." Tayla said flatly.
"Cool!" Catyana squealed.
"No," she replied. "We are late. The Dark Lord doesn't wait."
As they sprinted up stairs to Voldemort's office they both stopped momentarily to check their appearance. Tayla had chosen a plain black dress, just above the knee. On the right side was a silver snake, small and pretty. The dress was her favourite, she had gotten it as a gift last Christmas, from Catyana.
As well as the dress was a necklace, also a snake. Although this one was silver with a bit of green.
Although, looking at Catyana, Tayla felt underdressed. Catyana had a long red beautiful dress given to her from Voldemort as well as red high heels. Her blonde hair was tied up in a bun.
Tayla had always been jealous that Catyana was the one with blonde hair, of course her actual family had it as well but to Tayla brown hair was boring, plain.
When she was eight years old she had attempted a spell which would change her hair colour to jet black. It worked… for four days. Now when she tried using spells for hair colour changing they wouldn't work and would change back straight away. Only full body glamour charms and polyjuice potions would work. Or the muggle hair dye, which was something she chose not to use.
Finally after another few minutes of running they were at the door. Catyana reached out for the handle before withdrawing it and turning to face Tayla. "Please no." she moaned. "This hasn't happened for years, we can't be tortured for being late-"
"You don't know it will."
"It has to. The letter was glowing Tayla! Glowing! They never glow, usually we get a few days. You can't just tell me he sent us here for a nice little chat with a cup of tea."
"We deserve whatever we get." said Tayla, with her head lowered.
Just as Tayla went to open the door Voldemort opened it for her. "You're late." he hissed. "You should know the rules."
"We do." they replied in unison.
"You will be punished. One. At. A. Time." For a second his eyes flashed a brighter red than normal. Tayla shivered.
Pointing his wand at Catyana he snarled "Crucio." and watched with a cruel smile as she writhed in pain.
Her head was pounding inside, it was as if a fire had been set and the flames had begun to consume her. "Help me." she panted at the same time a slit appeared on her throat.
"STOP!" Tayla screamed. Voldemort released the spell, at the same time healing Catyana's throat. But leaving her still whimpering and feeling just as bad as she had before.
The last thing Tayla saw before blacking out was Voldemort's wand directed at her, and blood, lots of it. While she was out of it she dreamt of fires, death and pain. Usually this wasn't a worry to her since it was her killing and causing the pain instead of Voldemort torturing her and apparently killing Catyana.
When she regained consciousness she groaned and turned over, before throwing up blood. "Catyana?" she croaked.
"I'm here," she replied, before glancing at Voldemort. "He used the Cruciatus curse and another spell on you. I'm sorry. You shouldn't of tried to save me, I would've been fine you know. I can heal you slightly but only to an extent since a spell has been put on us so that we can't be fully healed. I found that out myself." In response Tayla offered a weak smile.
"Thankyou."
"Touching," said Voldemort " Now if you are done I can tell you your mission and give you your…. Gift."
They limped over towards a desk where two chairs sat for them.
"Sit." he commanded. Carefully avoiding eye contact they sat. "By the letter I take it you at least know I have a mission for you. This mission is one of the most important tasks I have ever given anybody, you see it will be incredibly easy to be discovered where you are going, if you aren't careful."
"Why us?" questioned Catyana "Why not Malfoy or any of the Death Eaters?"
"If you listened you would know." Voldemort hissed. "This mission will involve you two torturing people your age, killing some, dark magic and lastly time travel." The two girls exchanged a look and would've jumped with excitement if the pain wasn't stopping them.
So many questions were waiting to be asked after the word time travel was spoken but too many questions with Voldemort was like asking a boggart to change into your favourite thing. "The place you are going to is Hogwarts. Not our one, that would be even more of a disaster, but the old one. The same one Potter and Draco went to. You will be a student in your sixth year, they will also be in sixth year. You WILL get into Slytherin and if you don't, then I'll make sure I have a punishment ready for you."
"Do we get to be Death Eaters?" Tayla asked.
"Not for three months. I don't want Potter finding out like he did with Draco."
Hope had filled both of them for years. Hope that they would get the dark mark, hope they could finally be one of them. Apart of it. Normal. Every time a new mission came they would do it to the best of their abilities hoping one day he would choose them to be the next ones for the dark mark.
Unfortunately for them that hadn't happened. Voldemort said it was because of their age, which they didn't believe. They were better than Malfoy and he got his around their age. According to what had been said. Tayla was still 15, but Catyana was 16. Perfectly old enough, in her opinion. They were able to use a wand at the age of seven and then use the Cruciatus curse at nine years old.
Wizards and witches now feared the name Catyana Malfoy and Tayla Potter. Although not as much as they would Voldemort, of course though with Harry still alive Voldemort didn't just take a walk down the street. But soon he felt everyone would be under his control, assuming the mission worked out.
"When do we leave?" Catyana asked.
"Tomorrow morning."
"How will we get there?" Tayla asked.
"Ah, it took you long enough. This is where the gift I mentioned comes into it. You get one each, and while you are at Hogwarts -past time- it must stay on. If at anytime, in the past, you take it off you will be immediately transported here. You can wear it here though and not go straight to the future." Voldemort said.
He pulled out of the desk two objects, both beautiful, both jewellery. Salazar Slytherin's locket and Marvolo Gaunt's ring. Over the years he had kept them safe, and in his care, after finding out Dumbledore knew. Once a curse had been on the ring but only the night before had he removed it.
"Are those-" Tayla began.
"Horcruxes?" Voldemort said "Yes, they are. And important items too. You will wear them and you WILL keep them safe. I had to put many spells on these for them to work as I wished and if these get destroyed you will be tortured for weeks before I kill you the slowest and most painful way possible. Understand?"
"Yes." they replied.
"Oh and don't try anything stupid with these on I will be able to see your every single move, plus if you direct your thoughts at me I have the power to reply a similar way. For now that is all you need to know. Over the months I'm sure you will find out more. Before you go pack I want you to know you have to make friends with Draco. I don't care if you hate him, act as if you like him. One of you will end up killing Dumbledore as well, Snape can't do it this time. You'll find out the next stage of your mission tomorrow night."
"Thankyou… also shouldn't we change our last names? They'll be suspicious straight away." Catyana said.
"No, this will help you. Keep them interested. You may go now." Voldemort replied.
After remembering to bow both of them walked out, wondering what would happen over the months.
Authors note: Thankyou for reading. I'm sorry this chapter was boring and slow but it is necessary. Next chapter the normal characters will come into it. thankyou and PLEASE review.
