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Chapter 2/9

This story came to me in the usual way…overindulgence of caffeine and sugar (is there any other way?) ^.^

The Dark Lord's Much Needed Vacation

July 5th

~*~*~*~*~Day One~*~*~*~*~

Harry threw his arm up, tossing the owl into the air. The owl, like the four others he had already sent off, had a very important letter all saying the same thing.

Recipient,

Voldemort has a three-prong attack planned in four days; each attack will have a third of his army each.

The first attack will be on July 9 at 3:45 pm. Each of the thirty Death Eaters will be port-keying in to the Shrieking Shack with one way port-keys. I would suggest ministry and order forces to be waiting with antiaparation and antiport-key wards, ready to capture the Death Eaters sent there.

The second attack will be July 9 at 3:46 pm. There will be forty five Death Eaters port-keying to Knockturn Ally with one way port-keys. I suggest the same measures as the above paragraph, as well as clearing the allies of bystanders.

The third prong of the attack will be July 9 at 3:47 pm. There will be thirty five Death Eaters port-keying into Azkaban to release what Death Eaters have been captured in the previous months. I can fiddle with the port-keys to place them right in cells. I would suggest heavy Dementor activity in the area of the cells.

As this is the entirety of Voldemort's army, capturing or killing the Death Eaters will decimate his cause.

Sincerely,

Tired of the War

Of course, Voldemort had no such plan; he was on vacation and had put off any attacks to when he got back. Harry on the other hand came up with the plans to send off the Death Eaters to be captured in two days, this morning when he woke up. He figured giving the Aurors and Dumbledore's order time to plan the capture of the Death Eaters during their fake attack would be the best way to get rid of them. Harry decided to keep the letter he wrote last night with him for the time being…if he could end the war this week, there would be no use for the future attack plans of Voldemort.

Seeing that the owl was no longer in sight Harry made his way out of the tower. Depending on how one looked at it, Harry either had really bad luck or really good luck.

"My Lord," a pathetic, simpering voice spoke out as soon as Harry stepped off the stairs, "I realize it is not my place, but…um…well…"

Upon spotting Wormtail, Harry started to growl, watching the pathetic man paling as he tried to finish he sentence. A few seconds later, Harry remembered whose body he occupied at the moment and decided to have some fun, letting his inner Slytherin out to play.

"What is it Wormtail? Spit it out." Harry demanded.

"Meeting…" Wormtail sputtered out, "today…now… Malfoy's…"

"Of course it is. Come wretch, we have a meeting to attend." Harry then swirled his robe Snape like, a move he had practiced in Voldie's room earlier this morning before he wrote his notes. He then stalked off, without looking back at his new minion, and made his way to the apparation room. The only reason he knew where it was, was due to the fact that the room had a sign on the door labeling it as such…not very intelligent if Voldemort's mansion was ever invaded, but it made it easy for Harry.

It was at this time that Harry was appreciative of his mental link to Voldemort, which had become stronger in the last few years, as he learned the most interesting things through it. With the knowledge he gained through the link, Harry knew not only how to apparate, but how to get to Malfoy's mansion and where the meeting there would take place.

Upon arriving it took all of Harry's willpower not to gawk at the opulent room he found himself in, which for a room with only one purpose, that of apparating in and out, it spoke either of the overwhelming amounts of money, the need to show off, or both. The walls were lined with a black marble shot with silver and flecks of gold, a marble Harry had never seen before. While the floor was done with a silvery white marble shot with black, offsetting the walls. The apparating platform in the center of the room, as well as the door, was made of a rich ebony wood. The accents; torch holders, door hinges, and door knob were done in silver.

Leaving the apparation room, Harry saw that the rest of the house was done in much the same way…way over the top in expensive materials, which looked nice, but seemed to shout 'Look at me, I'm rich!'. It took several minutes to reach the meeting hall, as it was one floor away and in a different wing of the mansion. The doors of the meeting hall were closed, but Harry could hear the minions form inside. Knowing that Voldie thought opening doors was beneath him, he waved to Wormtail to open the doors.

The crash of the doors caused the hall to quite, taking that as his signal, Harry strode into the room to take his place in the room, a gaudy silver throne done with twisting snakes and a dark green cushion…not that Voldemort was human enough to need a cushion, but every throne needed a cushion, right? Turning dramatically, so that once again, his robes flared out behind him, Harry sat himself upon the distasteful throne.

The 'wush' of moving robes rung out across the hall as the Death Eaters all fell to their knees as Harry looked out upon their numbers. Knowing how these meetings normally go, Harry knew he would not need the unforgivable as he was in a 'good' mood due to his impending plans.

"Rise. I have learned through my link to the Potter brat that those incompetent members of Dumbledore's order are becoming lax in their attitude to our future attacks, as we have not carried out anything major in the last few weeks. I plan to rectify that now. In four days, July 9th, we will carry out a three prong attack against Hogsmade, Diagon Ally, and Azkaban." He paused for a bit to allow the minions to come to terms with his plan. "Wormtail, I want you to lead the attack on Hogsmade." Harry handed the sniveling man a sheet of paper and a bag of small red stones. "On the paper is a list of Death Eaters going with you. The red stones are port keys to the Shrieking Shack; they leave at 3:45 pm. Gather your group and leave my sight now."

He pulled out another bag and list as Wormtail gathered his group and led them out of the room. "Leading the attack in Diagon Ally will be Lucious," as the man came forth he tossed a bag of small blue stones acting as port keys and the list. "This attack will take place at 3:46 pm, and your port keys will take you to Knockturn Ally." With a small nod of his head, Harry told Malfoy to lead his group from the room to plan their part of the attack.

Harry held in his cringe at the adoring look on his last leader's face as she gazed back at him. "Bella, you shall take your group, via these yellow stone port keys, to Azkaban at 3:47 pm." He handed the sycophant the port key bag and her list of minions to lead. "While the others are causing general mayhem and destruction, your cause is the most important. You will be freeing those within the prison who will join our cause as well as destroying the prison. Now go and plan."

With Bella's group gone, there was one Death Eater left in the hall. Allowing his very small sadistic side a bit of free time he just watched the man. Harry had to admit, that the man presented himself well, as he knew the man must be very worried inside at being left behind, but he kept worry off his face. When the smallest of sweat beads started forming upon the man's hairline, Harry stood.

"Snape, follow me." Once again, Harry did his robe twirl…he was really starting to like the way his robes twirled, very intimidating and fun to do. Walking quickly, he led them to Voldie's office in the Malfoy's mansion, the office he used to 'discuss' personal items with his minions.

"What I am about to tell you, Snape cannot go any further than this office. A vow if you please." Harry knew that Severus Snape was firmly in Dumbledore's camp, and a spy against Voldemort.

Looking perturbed, Snape gave Harry is vow, "I swear upon my magic that I will not tell of our meeting/s in any way to anyone not in this room." The soft glow of white, told the two that the vow was accepted.

"I am sending you on a special mission to be completed before tomorrow at noon. Bring me the sword that Potter killed my basilisk with. Failure is not an option. Now go!"

With his plans set in motion, Harry decided to head back to Voldie's mansion to finish exploring and to research a bit more.

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