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HARRY POTTER

and the Search for the Horcruxes

CHAPTER 1- Whispers In The Night

"Crucio!" cried a cold voice.

A boy with pale skin and blond hair rolled on the ground, screaming in pain, as the curse soared through his body.

"Stop it! Stop it! Leave him alone!" cried Narcissa, as two cloaked figures held her back.

The curse stopped, as Voldemort turned his attention to her. "He has failed in his mission." Voldemort hissed. "Maybe this will make him see that I shall not tolerate failure. Crucio!"

Draco cried out in pain as the curse inflicted pain on him again.

"Leave him alone!" Narcissa shouted, struggling to get out of the Death Eaters grip. "The plan wasn't a failure. Dumbledore is dead. You got what you wanted."

Voldemort turned his wand on her. "Did I?" he growled, his eyes burning into Narcissa's. "Did I really? According to my plan Draco should have been the one to kill him, not Severus. Is that not correct?"

"Yes, my lord." answered the Death Eater on Narcissa's right.

"What difference does it make?" cried Narcissa. "He's dead."

"But Draco didn't do it!" Voldemort snapped. "And thanks to his failure, Severus had to blow his cover, and can no longer spy on the Order."

"You didn't even want him to do it in the first place!" whispered Narcissa. "You wanted him to die in the attempt. It was all punishment for Lucius's mistake."

She looked over at her husband, who had a pained expression on his face.

Voldemort smiled. "I see you really think things through, Narcissa. But that is not the point. The point is that Draco failed."

"But why must he pay for Lucius's mistake in the first place?" asked Narcissa.

"Narcissa be quiet!" demanded Lucius.

"No, I shall not. If you hadn't failed in the first place, none of this would have happened. You should be the one to pay. Not our son. Please, leave him alone."

Voldemort looked at Narcissa with an amused expression on his face. "Very well." laughed Voldemort. "I will leave him alone... Lucius, you do it."

Lucius looked at Voldemort with a shocked expression.

"Is there a problem?" sneered Voldemort.

Lucius struggled to find his voice. He finally found it. "No, my lord."

He pointed his wand at his son. Draco looked up at his father with a pleading look. "Father... please..." he begged.

"I'm sorry." whispered Lucius. "Crucio!"

Draco rolled around screaming. The pain wasn't as intense as it had been when Voldemort had cursed him, but it was still unbelievably painful.

"Stop it." begged Narcissa.

Lucius didn't stop.

"Stop it!"

Lucius still didn't stop.

"STOP IT!"

Lucius finally stopped. Draco laid on the ground twitching.

"Narcissa you are only making things worse." Lucius said.

"Indeed you are." agreed Voldemort. "Kill her."

Lucius head snapped towards Voldemort.

"Kill her now."

Lucius remained where he was. "My lord." he begged. "Please my lord. Must I-"

"Yes!" hissed Voldemort. "Do it now, or I will. Then I'll kill you too."

Lucius stood where he was, then slowly raised his wand to his wife.

"Lucius!" cried Narcissa in disbelief. "You couldn't."

Lucius aimed his wand at her, his arm shaking.

Narcissa turned to Snape. "Severus…" He didn't even look at her. She turned to the person on her left. "Bella."

"Sorry Cissy." said Bellatrix.

Narcissa turned back to her husband. She looked into his eyes. Lucius looked back into hers. Then he shut his eyes.

"Avada Kedavra!"

There was a flash of green light.

(A/N: I hope everyone enjoys my story. Please review.)