Hey, this is chapter two! Hope you like it- I can't wait to hear what you think. Thanks to the people who commented about my fic, I'll be answering all your comments in the next chapter as I don't have my journal with all your comments in it…. Heheh, sorry! Anyways, I hope you like! I don't own any of the characters.
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Vodemort stepped out of the fireplace in Malfoy Manor, and glanced at Narcissa. "I want to move to a new location. Tonight."
Narcissa nodded. "Of course, My Lord. To where would you like to go?"
Voldemort paused before replying, "Riddle Manor. Send for Bellatrix to go with you and fix it up as well as putting wards and such on it to make sure no one gets in. Oh, and do make sure there is a cloak on it to make sure no one knows we are there. I would hate to punish anyone…." Voldemort finished darkly, knowing Narcissa will do as he says but having to make sure everyone knows he is as dark as dark can get.
Just as Narcissa stepped into the fireplace to get Bellatrix, Voldemort turned to face her. "One more thing Narcissa."
"Yes, My Lord?"
"I need to get some potions to help Harry."
A frown appeared upon her face. "Harry, My Lord?"
Voldemort shifted the bundle in his arms and Narcissa noted the sleeping face of none other than The-Boy-Who-Lived. "I await Severus in my quarters." He said instead of explain to her why Harry Potter was in his arms- asleep! After all, The Dark Lord need not explain anything to anyone.
"Yes, My Lord." With a shout and a flare of green flames, Narcissa was gone.
Voldemort stepped back into the fireplace after she was gone and flooed to his rooms. He walked to the side of his king sized bed and just as he was about to set Harry down, Harry shifted, clutching his robes in his hands as if it was a life line and Voldemort decided it best to have Harry hold onto him instead of waking him up; that and he knew that Harry was asleep by potion so Voldemort wouldn't be able to wake him up anyway.
Sighing, Voldemort scooted himself onto the middle of the bed and arranged Harry so that he was sleeping on top of Voldemort, using him as a pillow. Looking down, Voldemort began running his fingers through Harry's hair, thinking about the so called 'prophecy'.
Snape found them like this; Harry, asleep on the Dark Lord's lap and Voldemort, running his hand through Harry's mop of hair and looking down at Harry's sleeping face.
"My Lord." Snape paused as Voldemort looked up, never stopping as he ran his hand through the hair. "I brought the potions needed. There is one issue, however; I had Harry take a dreamless sleep potion about an hour ago."
"Yes, Severus; I would think you would do something like that. Set the bag on the bed side table. Thank you for giving him the potion." Voldemort glanced at Harry's head. "One last thing, if you would please?"
Severus nodded, too shocked to speak. 'Since when does The Dark Lord say "if you would please?" and for that matter, when does he say "Thank you"?
"Find out who said the 'prophecy' and bring them here. I want to know if it is as true as everyone believes."
"Right away, My Lord. Anything else?" Snape said, finally finding his voice.
"Yes, get Lucius."
Severus merely nodded once more, knowing it was the end of the discussion. Turning, Snape apperated to the master bedroom. "Lucius." He called through the door.
Severus waited for a few minutes then heard the master bedroom's door open.
"The Dark Lord wishes to see you." Severus informed the head of the Malfoy family. Said person nodded and stepped back to close the door.
Severus turned towards the room across from the master –his own quarters- and opened the door. It was going to be a long night if he was to find the necessary information about the 'prophecy'. He sighed before getting to work.
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Narcissa stepped out of Bella's fireplace and into the damp room or her potions lab. She knocked on the door and heard a really angry, "What?"
Breathing deeply, Narcissa pushed the heavy door open and, closing the door behind her, glanced around the dank room. Bellatrix was standing in front of a cauldron, muttering about this and that. Narcissa waited a few moments before clearing her throat to get Bella's attention.
Bellatrix turned and glared angrily. "What on earth has got you entering my potions lab? Need I remind you what happened last time you did so?"
"You do not for The Dark Lord sent for me to get you. We have a job to do and he won't take 'no' for an answer. Sorry." Narcissa mocked at the end.
Bella's whole demeanor changed at the mentioning of The Dark Lord's name. "What does he wish of us?"
"It seems it's too dangerous for us here now that he has Harry Potter," Bella exclaimed loudly but Narcissa continued as if she didn't. "And so we are to go and fix Riddle Manor."
"Riddle Manor? Why would we go there?"
Narcissa nearly smacked her head; really? Could Bella be that stupid at times? Instead of speaking her inner thoughts, Narcissa said, "It's because no one would look there with it in ruins. We have to fix it up, ward it while at the same time making sure that it's cloaked so no one knows we're there."
Bellatrix's eyes lit up. Instead of continuing on, Narcissa turned and headed for the fireplace, intending to floo over to Riddle Manor while Bellatrix cleaned up her lab.
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"This is Riddle Manor? It looks like a pile of rubble to me." Bellatrix muttered.
"I think this will take longer than I thought. Better get started now, though, or we'll never be done before the end of tonight." Narcissa grumbled very un-Malfoy like.
Waving their wands, the sisters started by making a protective barrier around the manor, so that no one could see them and if they could then they could not harm the sisters. Satisfied with the barrier, they started working on the 'pile of rubble' first lifting all the rocks away from the foundation and then sorting said rocks so that they knew what would be used where. After the foundation was visible, Narcissa lifted the rocks that made up the pillars that held up the roof.
While Narcissa worked on the pillars, Bella created the outside walls, surrounding them in rock and stone. Finishing, they both worked on the floors and rooms, making sure that there were bedrooms, bathrooms, and a kitchen. They also added a great hall, something the previous manor did not have, as well as a dungeon with three cells and a torture chamber. After all, the Dark Lord liked to play with those who did not please him.
Once the whole lay out was set, they made sure the floor boards had tiles and carpet on them (who would want to walk on construction boards after all?) as well as doors for all the rooms. They also added necessary things inside said rooms, examples being beds for the bedrooms, kitchen appliances, and a long table in the great hall for meetings and meals.
As they were finishing with the last minute details, Severus apperated outside the ward (while he could not see them, they could see him). Lifting down the wards for a slight moment, Bella called for Severus to step inside before lifting it back up again.
"The Dark Lord wants to know if everything is as it should be. I believe he is getting anxious with Harry still in harm's way." Severus supposed.
"We have to add a touch more details but The Dark Lord may come now if he wishes." Bellatrix mumbled, not fully concentrating on the other death eaters in favor of finding chairs for the great hall's table.
"I'll let him know that. Thank you both for your work."
"Oh, and one more thing Severus. I was trying to make a potion for The Dark Lord, but it is not working out in my favor. If you could do it, I will return the favor soon."
Severus preened silently at her slight admission that he was a better at potions, and questioned, "What is it for?"
"I was trying to make a potion so that The Dark Lord will get his old body back." She whispered darkly as embarrassment engulfed her- not that she would ever admit to such an outrageous statement; after all, a Black never has to be embarrassed about anything.
Severus just let it go, not wanting to piss Bellatrix off; after all, who would want a pissed off Black that would try to skin them alive? Turning, Severus apperated once more to Malfoy Manor, intending to give The Dark Lord some much needed information.
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A crack sounded in the sitting room and Voldemort lifted his head just as a knock sounded at the door. "Enter." He ordered the beinging on the other side.
Severus opened the door and closed it behind him as he nodded to The Dark Lord. "My Lord, they are just adding fickle details- chairs and such- so we can relocate now, if you wish."
Voldemort nodded before silently beckoning Severus forward. "Lift him up off me carefully. I need to use the restroom before we go." Severus bowed his head in acknowledgement before softly grasping the sleeping body and lifting it off of The Dark Lord.
Voldemort got up and headed to the restroom, going to the bathroom before washing his hands. After he was finished, he walked out again and saw Snape still holding onto Harry in the sitting room near the fireplace.
"Give him here." He ordered Severus and Severus did as he was told. I'll go see if they have the fireplace set up then come back and let you know, My Lord." Severus politely suggested. Voldemort let it slide as he knew Severus was doing what was best and simply waved his hand in permission. With a flourish of his cape, Severus was gone.
'When did he become such a dramatic person?' Voldemort thought to himself as he waited. 'Maybe he has a lover now.'
There was a flourish of green flames that drew The Dark Lord's attention and Severus appeared in the fireplace. "It is ready for you, My Lord." He said as he stepped out of the fire place and bowed his head.
Voldemort chose to remain silent as he walked into the fireplace and called out, "Riddle Manor." Then, with a flash of green flames, he and Harry left the Malfoy Manor to their 'new' home.
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And that's it! I hope you like it! Again, I'll be answering all your comments in Chapter three! Thanks again, I hope you continue reading!
~Ray