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"Imperio."

Barty grinned as he saw the boy's eyes glaze over. This was too easy.

He had already researched everything he needed to know about the war, or at least all that had been recorded, which was sufficient enough. He knew the ritual used (this took a while to find), who killed his Lord as well as when and how.

However, his mind was not set upon putting this knowledge to use, not yet. First, he must get his revenge on this timeline's Harry Potter and prevent the Harry Potter from his own to ever defeat his Lord. He had been spying on Harry Potter's family for a month now, and gained much information on them. He'd watched from afar, using spells to hear what they were saying.

George Weasley had taken his family over for the day and the children were kicking a ball back and forth in the front yard. Barty was right there, disillusioned as he watched them. It was almost too easy and he silently laughed as the boy, Fredrick Weasley, was easily put under the Imperious curse.

His revenge was close.

CHANGE POV

Freddie relaxed as a sense of peace flooded through him. He didn't feel in control anymore. He felt like he was just somewhere in his body and everything was peaceful.

Kick the ball into the woods, a voice whispered into his ear. It was persuasive, a mere suggestion that Freddie felt compelled to listen to without a second thought. So when James kicked the ball toward him, he kicked it as hard as he could into the woods beside them.

"Freddie!" James shouted, annoyed.

Apologize.

"I'm sorry," Freddie spoke.

James glared, "I'm not getting it. You get it."

Don't get it.

Freddie stood perfectly still, the peace starting to edge back as he wondered why he couldn't just go get it. What was this voice anyway? Why had it told him to kick the ball into the woods?

"No," he replied.

James narrowed his eyes, "You kicked it in there, you get it out."

Don't go into the woods.

"No," he said again. Freddie could see that Albus looked confused as to why he was acting this way.

"Freddie, stop being annoying and get the stupid ball!" Roxanne snapped.

Why wasn't he getting the ball? He had kicked it in there! He should be getting it. The voice was just so soothing though.

Refuse.

"No. You get it."

Lily was getting annoyed, "Fredrick! Just get the ball!"

Make Albus get it.

"Albus, go get it." Freddie said, turning to Albus. The voice had gotten stronger on that part and Freddie's doubts grew smaller.

"What? Why?" Albus asked him, eying the woods warily.

"Freddie, you kicked it in. Albus didn't. You get it." James said, highly annoyed.

Make Albus get it.

"No. Albus can go get it." His doubts were starting to grow again. Why did Albus have to get it?

James, Roxanne, and Lily started to protest, all of them mad at Freddie for being so stubborn.

"Fine, I'll get it." Albus said, looking upset that Freddie was making him get it.

"No, Albus. Freddie needs to get it," James said, crossing his arms.

"It's fine," Albus said, heading towards the woods.

James grabbed hold of Albus' arm, "Don't."

"Freddie! Go get it or I'll tell Dad."

Don't get it. Freddie stood still.

Albus shook James' arm off of him and walked into the woods to get the ball.

"Why wouldn't you just get it?" Roxanne asked with raised eyebrows, staring at Freddie.

Tell her you didn't want to.

"Because I didn't want... to," Freddie said with a frown. Why? His own thinking was growing stronger and the voice was becoming more distant.

"You're being a prat," James hissed, "You could have just gotten it on your own. Albus didn't have t-"

A terrified scream came from the woods.

James jumped, horrified, and stared into the woods, "Was that Albus?"

"Yes," Roxanne whispered with wide eyes.

"HELP M-!" they heard Albus scream, the end of it being muffled up like someone put a hand over their mouth.

James and Roxanne ran straight into the woods and Lily looked at Fred, eyes wide with fear. Fred, though, was staring at the woods with a confused expression on his face. He couldn't understand what was going on. His mind was all jumbled up. He was still under the curse but Barty had forgotten about it and now his mind was going a thousand miles an hour.

"Freddie?" Lily asked carefully, stepping towards her cousin.

Freddie's head started to pound and he clutched it in pain. What was going on? Blood started to pour out his nose and he fell to the ground as his consciousness slipped away.

CHANGE POV

Why did Freddie want him to get the ball? It really didn't make sense. It was an unspoken rule when they played that if someone kicked the ball into the woods than they had to get it. Freddie always followed that rule. Why didn't he this time?

Albus was confused as he walked into the woods. Freddie was acting strange and Albus didn't know why. He didn't want Freddie mad at him though. He hated it when people were mad at him. So he went ahead and went to get it.

The eight year old looked for the ball for a while, unable to find it. How hard had Freddie kicked it? It was nowhere to be seen! He walked farther into the woods than he originally thought he would have to go. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a spell flying towards him. He dove to the ground, barely missing it, and screamed in fright. He stood up shakily, not seeing anything else.

'Someone's in these woods, and they want to hurt me.' Albus thought, his heart beating fast.

Someone grabbed him from behind and he yelled out, "HELP M-!"

A rough hand was placed over his mouth and they held him tightly. He struggled, his screams muffled against the hand.

"Shut up," A man whispered harshly into his ear, "Stop struggling."

Albus didn't listen and continued to try and get away. He could hear people running through the woods towards them as he furiously tried to escape. James and Roxanne had reached them and Albus heard James yell, "Let him go!"

He was torn between relief and wanting to yell at James to run.

"Stupefy!" the man holding him yelled, taking his hand off Albus' mouth so he could shoot the spell at him. James barely moved out of the way as the spell collided with a tree. Albus screamed, hoping that his father would hear them. James ran towards them and grabbed Albus, trying to pull him away. The man was much stronger though.

"Let him go!" James screamed, trying to pry the man's arms off his brother. Roxanne jumped in as well, trying to get the man to release his captive.

The man groaned in annoyance, "Stupefy!"

Roxanne instantly fell to the ground unconscious. James pulled the man's wand out of his hands and threw it onto the ground before going back to trying to pull the man's arms off of Albus, "Let him go you jerk!"

The man yelled, "You stupid brat!"

He let go of Albus, taking a cursed knife from his pocket and stabbing James in the shoulder. Albus screamed in horror and ran to his brother who fell to the ground in shock.

"JAMES!" Albus screamed, panicking.

The man calmly wiped the blood off of the knife and put it back into his pocket before grabbing Albus' arm again.

"NO!" Albus screamed, struggling harder than ever against the hold as tears fell down his cheeks, "Let me go!"

The man pulled him roughly and apparated on the spot, taking Albus with him.

AN: Thanks for reading!