Chapter 2 Flash of Light
Like the initiates ahead and behind him Peter wore plain black robes that were handed to them, their feet were bare and any hair was free of substance in it, girls had their hair down and face clear of makeup.
Rubbing his arms around himself Peter looked around one more time as his freedom, he was three persons away from his turn.
"Aaahhh, Peter Pettigrew," Voldemort hissed, his red eyes gleaming and his voice raked nails down his spine, kneeling Peter bared his arm and just as the wand was about to touch his skin a bright light engulfed him and when it was gone the boy was gone.
Voldemort growled and told the others to leave initiation was done for the week. The others would have to wait. Something had taken the boy and it was heavily of magic, neither light nor dark. He had some reading to do.
