Out of the darkness chapter 1 A black and yellow snake slithered across a dusty hardwood floor towards an
old staircase,careful not to be stepped upon by one
of the many masked and robed men standing at the foot of it. The only noise
coming from the group was the occasional swish of
a robe of the creaking of a board as one of the men shifted their weight to
the other foot nervously. The snake flicked its tongue,
almost in a amused gesture before it slid on top of a thin base board and
up. It arrived at the top of the stairs and slid off,down a old hallway.
The pictures on the walls seemed to of adapted to the dark atmosphere and
joined in it,every portrait either sleeping or scowling at two
which were having a heated argument about various things,namely a frame
they both thought appealing. The snake hissed loudly
and stopped at a tall,white door at the end of the hall. It seemed to think
for a second before disappearing and a human in its place. She was not
tall but not short,not skinny not fat,seemed to be about 16 or 17,and
looked pretty normal except for her strange appearance. Her reddish brown
hair hung to the middle of her back in curls yet slightly dishelved,bright
blue eyes seemed to glow with an unknown light while still looking deep and
empty,a purple robe hung loosely off her figure,and a long wand was
positioned between two fingers. She took a deep breath and pocketed
the thin wood,reaching her hand out to the door and gently rapping on it
three times. The teenager straightened herself up and flicked a lock of
hair over her shoulder a split second before the door creaked open and
showed her a short,mousy man. He took one look at her and stepped to the
side,gesturing to the roaring fireplace where a high backed velvet chair
sat,facing the flames.

A pale and bony hand was gripping a small golden bottle on the arm rest
and the other held a silver wand,twirling it between the fingers. She
nodded to the mousy man and he quickly almost hopped out the door,closing
it gently. The man,Voldemort,didn't move his gaze from the flames as the
girl swept over and kneeled before him,head bowed.
"Your late" He whispered icily
She flinched
"I am sorry M'Lord,it is not easy to move through this town as a snake.
Apparating would..."
"Call attention to yourself and destination. I know,Gaspara. I know." He
finished and stood slowly,looking down at the girl at his feet
She rose also but kept her head bowed,trying not to pull away as Voldemorts
cold hand took hers and led her to a curtained window.
He dropped it and stood tall,tall as in his full 6' 5" (A.N.: Six Foot Five
Inches) height.

"I have a task for you,Gaspara"
Gaspara nodded
"Anything milord" she spoke quietly in a old accent
"I want you to go to Hogwarts,deliver the Potter boy to me."
She gasped and looked up at him
"Me milord?! I am hardly worthy of this honor! Surely another..."
Voldemort held up his hand to silence her
"There are many others who would gladly except this,young Gaspara,but you
are the only one able to get in. I can find another way
if you wish but as you well know,refusing this will only send you to the
bottom."
She started to speak
"But there,one mistake and your gone. After your parents...complicated
death I would expect you to know this."he continued
Gaspara nodded,showing no emotion at the mention of her parents
"I will. Just tell me what to do"
A small smile curled Voldemorts lips

"You will be admitted into the Ravenclaw house where you shall attend
classes,the quidditch team,and
all other activities Potter is involved in. I want you to observe him,break
his heart a little,anything else to ruin his life. We will set
a date of delivery" He said this all as if it was a trip to the amusement
part they were planning and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself.
She nodded again,speaking somewhat choked
"Not to question your intelligence sir,but why don't I just abduct him and
bring him here immediately?"
Voldemort glared so fiercely that Gaspara felt as if she could collapse
right there
"Because that damn Dumbledore has the home protected with an array of
spells and charms that we can only begin to break through,and I prefer
to wrap my coils slowly and tightly..." He leaned in to her and whispered
"Do whatever you possibly can to make this year at Hogwarts hell."
Gaspara gulped,standing her ground
"But how do I get in? They know who I am."
Voldemort leaned back to his original spot,eyes dancing.
"That is where it gets good young one. Follow me."
He gestured to a door that seemed to blend in with the wall and swept
towards it,opening it slowly to show a narrow stone staircase.
Gaspara bowed her head and walked over slowly,Her master stepping down the
stairs lightly. She stepped in,shut the door quietly,and nervously
followed. These hidden places usually meant trouble for death eaters.

They arrived in a long dungeon like room with numerous cells lined along
the walls.
"Come." Voldemort said quietly and took her hand once more,pulling with him
down the dungeon. Gaspara glanced in the cells as they passed and noticed
that most of them were full of death eaters,either asleep or sprawled out
on the floor mumbling to themselves. He didn't take the smallest of looks
at the imprisoned and instead stopped in front of a different one,pointing
to its only inhabitant. A teenager also with short
black hair and milky skin.
"This is Cho Chang,your new body and identity."

A.N.: Okay,That was short but I just thought of the idea and it had to be
written! When i've got a idea there's not stopping it.
I don't know if I should continue or not so tell me what you think! Thanks
people!