The Father Unknown
Chapter One Rewritten by: Lauren Freeman (Iniysa - 28802)
The Father Unknown
Chapter One: To Voldemort we Go
///"Wormtail!" A rough snaky voice yelled in to the dark room where a large throne with snakes for arm rests stood tall at the center.
"Ye-yes m-master?" Answered a fat, rat looking man cowering at Voldemorts feet.
"Have you done what I asked?" Voldemorts red eyes pierced in to Wormtails back.
"Y-yes master, here is the one and only list of all the Deatheaters currently in your service."
"That's it?!?"
"N-no sir. It is charmed to add new members. Their names will turn red if they are not truly in your service."
"Excellent, now hand me the list and leave!" Wormtail practically threw the list into Voldemorts hands then began to run out.
"Oh, and Wormtail?" Wormtail stopped his shoulders tense. "Crucio, next times don't be late."///
Harry sat up quickly in his bed, banging his head on the ceiling. His scar hurt, and for a second he forgot where he was. He then remembered he was stuck in the cupboard again.
"Shut-up you little brat, or I'll give you something to groan about!" The voice of uncle Vernon sounded from outside his door. Harry layed back down thinking about the vision he had just had, not having anything else to do.
'If I had that list then the Deatheaters could all be taken care of by the ministry.' He thought before he drifted back asleep.
Uncle Vernon had immediately locked Harry in his cupboard upon returning from his forth year at Hogwarts. He had been in there about a week, let out only for chores, bathroom, and meager amounts of food. He had been forced to send Hedwig to Ron's for the summer leaving him without a way to contact anyone, even if he was let out of the tiny hellhole.
"BOY! Get out here." His uncle yelled jerking Harry awake once again. The cupboard door unlocked and opened; a beefy hand reached in grabbed the collar of Harry's tattered shirt and pulled him out. " A customer has been invited to dinner. You are not to make a sound while Mr. Malfoy is here." His uncle said. Harry's eyes widened, had he just said Malfoy, could it possibly be the same Malfoy, the one he knew to be a Deatheaters? If it was he was screwed and he knew it, but what could he do.
"Yes sir." Harry said uncertainly before he was thrown carelessly back into the cupboard. The hatch locked; Harry just stared off into space wondering what would happen next.
Mr. Malfoy.The Mr. Malfoy arrive promptly at seven o'clock dressed in a Muggle suit and tie. He spent the meal with the Dursleys in polite conversation, though the Dursleys found it odd that he kept looking around as if looking for something. When it was time for dessert, he stunned them all...literally. Malfoy searched the house twice over looking for Harry before he looked in the cupboard as a last ditch effort. Harry had his wand ready but was to slow, the last thing he thought before he was stunned was 'So much for being safe at the Dursleys.' Malfoy apperated to lord Voldemort with a unconscious Harry under his arms.
Voldemort looked angry at the uninvited interruption from his thoughts on how he could get around the stupid boy-who lived. Upon seeing the boy, Voldemort smiled an evil smile and looked up at Malfoy.
"Ah, Lucius, my most trustworthy Deatheater, finally you have done something right." Voldemort commented. Using Lucius, he called all of the Deatheaters he knew to be positively loyal to his chambers. "My loyal Deatheaters look what Lucius has brought me." Voldemort said pulling Harry up from where he lay. Gasps could be heard all over the room.
The Father Unknown
Chapter One: To Voldemort we Go
///"Wormtail!" A rough snaky voice yelled in to the dark room where a large throne with snakes for arm rests stood tall at the center.
"Ye-yes m-master?" Answered a fat, rat looking man cowering at Voldemorts feet.
"Have you done what I asked?" Voldemorts red eyes pierced in to Wormtails back.
"Y-yes master, here is the one and only list of all the Deatheaters currently in your service."
"That's it?!?"
"N-no sir. It is charmed to add new members. Their names will turn red if they are not truly in your service."
"Excellent, now hand me the list and leave!" Wormtail practically threw the list into Voldemorts hands then began to run out.
"Oh, and Wormtail?" Wormtail stopped his shoulders tense. "Crucio, next times don't be late."///
Harry sat up quickly in his bed, banging his head on the ceiling. His scar hurt, and for a second he forgot where he was. He then remembered he was stuck in the cupboard again.
"Shut-up you little brat, or I'll give you something to groan about!" The voice of uncle Vernon sounded from outside his door. Harry layed back down thinking about the vision he had just had, not having anything else to do.
'If I had that list then the Deatheaters could all be taken care of by the ministry.' He thought before he drifted back asleep.
Uncle Vernon had immediately locked Harry in his cupboard upon returning from his forth year at Hogwarts. He had been in there about a week, let out only for chores, bathroom, and meager amounts of food. He had been forced to send Hedwig to Ron's for the summer leaving him without a way to contact anyone, even if he was let out of the tiny hellhole.
"BOY! Get out here." His uncle yelled jerking Harry awake once again. The cupboard door unlocked and opened; a beefy hand reached in grabbed the collar of Harry's tattered shirt and pulled him out. " A customer has been invited to dinner. You are not to make a sound while Mr. Malfoy is here." His uncle said. Harry's eyes widened, had he just said Malfoy, could it possibly be the same Malfoy, the one he knew to be a Deatheaters? If it was he was screwed and he knew it, but what could he do.
"Yes sir." Harry said uncertainly before he was thrown carelessly back into the cupboard. The hatch locked; Harry just stared off into space wondering what would happen next.
Mr. Malfoy.The Mr. Malfoy arrive promptly at seven o'clock dressed in a Muggle suit and tie. He spent the meal with the Dursleys in polite conversation, though the Dursleys found it odd that he kept looking around as if looking for something. When it was time for dessert, he stunned them all...literally. Malfoy searched the house twice over looking for Harry before he looked in the cupboard as a last ditch effort. Harry had his wand ready but was to slow, the last thing he thought before he was stunned was 'So much for being safe at the Dursleys.' Malfoy apperated to lord Voldemort with a unconscious Harry under his arms.
Voldemort looked angry at the uninvited interruption from his thoughts on how he could get around the stupid boy-who lived. Upon seeing the boy, Voldemort smiled an evil smile and looked up at Malfoy.
"Ah, Lucius, my most trustworthy Deatheater, finally you have done something right." Voldemort commented. Using Lucius, he called all of the Deatheaters he knew to be positively loyal to his chambers. "My loyal Deatheaters look what Lucius has brought me." Voldemort said pulling Harry up from where he lay. Gasps could be heard all over the room.