AN: This is a teaser for an upcoming story of mine, it is still a ways out but I thought that you might like a sneak peak.
Prologue
The Dark Lord was pleased. Everything had gone according to plan; the Malfoy boy had gotten his forces into the school, and the old man would be caught of guard on his return from wherever he and Potter had gone to. Meanwhile, as the Order dealt with Bella and her forces, he could get what he came for.
Deep within the dungeons of Hogwarts, behind a tapestry, sat a small, secret passageway. Ignored by many, it simply was a quick path from the dungeons to the fourth floor. But to the Dark Lord, it was much more.
Voldemort walked into the passageway, turning to face a small carving just inside the entrance. It was shaped like a sideways eight, with a circle surrounding it. This was what he had been looking for.
Voldemort raised his wand to the carving and shouted, "Ostendas mihi secretum Myrridin!" The Dark Lord stepped back as the wall melted away revealing another passageway that led deep underground.
As he descended into the passageway, Voldemort waved his wand, searching for and dispelling the millenia old enchantments protecting the ancient hall. Finally deep beneath the castle, he found what he was looking for. Upon a pedestal sat an orb, filled with a black misty substance.
This orb gave off an aura that the Dark Lord could feel penetrating his very bones; an aura of evil to which even a dementor paled in comparison. Taking the orb from it's place, the Dark Lord suddenly felt the presence of an evil far greater than any this world had seen in a long time.
The world would soon tremble at the power he held.
