Chapter 2
As soon as the two reappeared Harry found himself being forced into a deep bow, letting him know whose presence he was in.
"Lucius, rise" came a voice in front of them. Lucius rose regally but Harry stayed as he was.
"Is he awake?" Voldemort asked sharply.
"Yes my Lord." Lucius answered.
"So why is he on the ground still? Why aren't you holding him?" Voldemort hissed.
"Potter, why are you on the ground?" Lucius snapped.
"He told you to rise, not me." Harry answered simply. A collective intake of breath told Harry that there were quite a few followers in attendance today to witness this. Good.
"Potter" Voldemort called to him.
"Sir?"
"You may rise." Voldemort told him and Harry rose as gracefully as Lucius had risen before him.
"Lucius, what is the meaning of this?" Voldemort demanded.
"I'm sorry sir, I thought you wanted the Potter boy captured." Lucius replied.
"That is not what I am referring to you dolt. Why is he acting as such?"
"I am not aware sir, he has been like this since first contact." Lucius told his Lord.
"Potter, what are you up to?" Voldemort asked the boy.
"Mr. Malfoy said I would not be returning to my relatives. Why would I argue after that?" Harry responded.
Voldemort turned to his follower. Lucius shrugged. "He seems not to enjoy the company of his family my Lord."
"Are you telling me that Potter, Harry Potter, is allowing himself to be captured by my Death Eaters?" Voldemort asked Lucius who turned to Harry.
Harry looked the tall man he knew to be Voldemort in the eye. "I did not allow myself to be captured by anyone. I have not ever, nor will I ever. I did, however, join a Death Eater in his attendance of this meeting. What does that tell you?"
Voldemort smirked.
"Where is the boy's wand?" He asked Lucius.
Lucius handed it forward. "He did not have it on his person my Lord. It was in his house."
Voldemort looked sharply at Harry. "It's summer. It's not like I can use it anyway." Harry explained. "Besides, I'm not that big on carrying a tracer around anyway."
"What tracer?" Voldemort asked sharply.
"I'm almost certain there's a tracer in my wand since the Ministry followed me after I blew up my aunt."
"Lucius, break his wand." Voldemort nearly hissed.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Harry said quickly.
"And why not?" Voldemort asked. "Do you want them to find you?"
"No, bear with me for a minute. If there is a tracer, like we're assuming there is, wouldn't it stand to reason it would alert someone, somewhere if the wand was broken?" Harry explained.
"Lucius, take his wand elsewhere and break it."
"Yes my Lord." Lucius said, apparating away, leaving Harry alone at the mercy of Death Eaters and Voldemort.
Lucius had apparated to one country to break the wand, another to drop one half and a third country to drop the other half before finally apparating back to his Lord.
He found his Lord with a teenage boy in his lap, laughing his head off.
At Lucius's arrival Voldemort's head snapped up. "You allowed your target to see you spying on him." He accused.
Lucius hung his head. "I did my Lord. But in my defense, it sped your glorious plan forward quicker than anticipated."
"What plan? That plan was shot to hell when Harry followed you willingly. And aren't you lucky he did, since you didn't even realize you couldn't follow him into his house." Voldemort accused.
"I was unprepared for the situation my Lord, I beg your forgiveness." Lucius bowed deeply.
"Under the circumstances I will dismiss your failure, but only this once because you have brought me a powerful ally."
Harry smiled. "I'm thirsty!" he called out. An elf appeared with a tray of goblets. "Which one has pumpkin juice?" He asked. All goblets disappeared but one. Harry took the goblet and drank deeply before putting it back on the tray.
"We used a bit of vertiserum in some firewhiskey." Harry told Lucius. "It broke the ice and we're all good here."
"Actually, no we're not. We still have some unfinished business to attend to." Voldemort corrected.
"Oh yeah! We get to kill my family!" Harry said happily.
Ever since Lucius had left watching Harry the Order of the Phoenix had come back and everyone was very concerned as to where Harry was. They were all on watch, two at a time just to be sure with overlapping shifts. They were very lucky too as the Order had found two extra members to cover shifts who didn't seem to have anything better to do.
Dana and Corey kept to themselves for the most part, had overlapping shifts and didn't bother anyone with their troubles. No one really knew much about the two other than, they hoped, Dumbledore. No one had seen them do any outdoor activities, or for that matter even done any magic. Dumbledore had only said that they were new members and to leave it at that and without concrete evidence to do otherwise, the Order obeyed.
Even though Dana and Corey didn't speak to anyone but themselves quietly, people still got a spooky vibe from the two. It wasn't that they were threatening in any way; they just seemed powerful and mysterious. And so it was that Dana and Corey were working a shift together when a pair of Death Eaters, Harry and Voldemort apparated across the street from Harry's old home.
Harry turned when they arrived towards to newcomers.
"Who are you?" He called to them. Did everyone think they were being sneaky, hiding in the same tree? Because it just wasn't working out for them.
"I'm Corey."
"And I'm Dana" the two responded, falling gracefully from the tree.
"And I can only assume that you're Harry Potter." The man said.
"And I can only assume that you're here on Dumbledore's orders." Voldemort responded, stepping forward, his wand in hand.
Dana frowned. "We don't take orders. We take suggestions and choose that which bores us the least." She corrected.
Voldemort smirked at that, an idea forming in his mind. "How entertaining would it be to help destroy Dumbledore?"
"That depends on what all we might be doing." Corey responded. "If you want recon, fine, but it's boring, not entertaining. You'd better have something worth wile for us if you want us to change sides."
"Murder, mayhem and otherwise general chaos" Dana suggested.
Harry smiled wide. "Chaos we can guarantee." Harry assured them. "How would you like to start here and now? We're here to kill my family."
Dana and Corey exchanged glances. "Sounds good" they replied.
"We were going to use Bellatrix to get them to come outside since they've met Lucius and we can't go inside because of the wards, and they won't follow me. But the wards aren't keyed against you."
"So we go in and bring them out?" Corey grinned. Harry nodded.
"Sounds good, let's go." Dana started walking.
None of them thought Dana or Corey would have any trouble getting the muggles out of the house, they just didn't expect to see the muggles to be floating in what looked to be a gigantic crystal while Dana and Corey's respective rings glowed.
"No one questions a wedding ring." Dana grinned.
"How did you do that?" Harry asked.
"We're not wizards; we're chaos magi." Corey told him. "Our magic works differently. In some areas it's more limited, in others less so. We don't do spells, just rituals for some things. Our magic recognizes what we want if we want it badly enough or focus."
"That sounds like something our new friend might be familiar with." Dana commented with a pointed look to Harry.
"Potter, what is she talking about?" Voldemort asked slyly.
Harry looked thoughtfully at the crystal his family was currently floating in. "I wonder if I could do that too." He said absently. He turned and focused on a squirrel across the lawn. Instantly a crystal appeared around the squirrel, confusing it greatly as it began scampering throughout its new enclosure spasitcally.
Harry smiled widely. "Cool!" As soon as his focus was divided though the crystal evaporated and the spastic squirrel hid in a nearby tree. "What?"
"If you want a spell to last, you might think about getting some kind of focus. Jewelery usually works best as no one really questions its presence. Are there any gems your particularly connected with? Otherwise you should probably stick with your birthstone."
"People have told me my eyes are really close to emeralds" Harry supplied with a shrug. "Otherwise I was born in July."
"That's not a connection. I'd stick with a ruby if I were you." Corey told him.
"Potter, you still have not explained yourself." Voldemort reminded him, no patience in his voice.
"Well I've been practicing doing magic without my wand after I figured out there was a tracer in it. That's the other reason it was in the house when I joined Mr. Malfoy."
Voldemort grinned evilly. "I see this war going very well for us from now on."
