Chapter 10 Victory

Voldermorts POV

Jansen was curled up reading a book on his bed in his toom, he looked at me, he gave me smiling and I smile back, my twelve year old was of course home tutored, I can't send him to school now can I? Draco was going to Hogwarts, until I 'requested' that he stayed here, anyway Draco, Neville and Jansen study every day together, in a much more 'friendly' environment for my heir, and future generals.

But under much consideration I've think the term general is not more fitting for Neville, he just doesn't have it in him I think, it was no one's fault and for the boys safely I won't tell Bella, it was no big deal, he could be a healer or something, healers especially one I can trust is very important, Neville enjoys potted plants and Rod buys his many, Jansen once stated they didn't need to go to a fernery for class they should just go to Neville's room, the Fernery has LESS species of plants than Neville.

"Can I go flying?" Jansen asked getting me out of thinking about Neville, I shake my head. What a stupid question, it has to be pouring outside, what parent lets their child fly there broom when it is cold and wet and raining? I poke his book, he grumbled and read it and I knew he was saddened and normally I would be mad he would put himself in danger. But today I was much too happy to be mad,

"Son," I state, he smiled at me, "I got you a little something." He raised an eyebrow he looked a lot like me, chuckles curled around his arm,

"Hissss going toooo teelll youuu hoooww too reead miinnddss litttlllee onnnee" Chuckles said, I smile, and sit next to my son, I pass his a box surprised he opened it, in the box was fine robes, perhaps this was wrong, oh who cares few people actually know my son even exists, and this very special dinner is well very special. Fudge was going to sign over the Ministry of magic to me, it was rather easy after Dumbledore was murdered, I had to give the old man credit he put up a good fight, but in the end the better wizard (me) won, tonight will be my victory party, and Jansen's first big dinner party, of course I would not trust Fudge with his identity the fool who is signing the whole ministry over to me, just because he is over powered, I was over powered since I was born, I grew up in an orphanage, I only got enough to eat because I was special enough to project the food in that woman's office over to me. And now I am the one in charge,

I have no desire to sit in a office and do paper work, Lucius can do that quite well, I was afraid that paper work did not interest me in the slightest I was a fighter and I hated paper work, I wondered how Jansen would cope at the fact he would have to wear a mask (with a spell applied on it so he can eat.) and see all those people, he only really see's a few people Lucius his wife Bella Rod and their children I am not sure how he will he cope, but he is young and I know he will do me proud.

Jansen looked at me, "Daddy is we going to a party?" I nod glade he understood so quickly, he smiled, he pulled out his mask, silver on one side and black on the other, it was simple and plain but fitting for my heir.

"Yes the minister of Magic in this country is signing everything over to me; we are having a party, but…" I say, I take another breath but I was cut out because of my son.

"I thought you said that the old man was in charge," he said, I nod,

"Albus Dumbledore was a smart, almost brilliant man. He was the brains of the order of the phoenix, and I don't doubt that child, but the Minister of magic has the power to transfer the country to me, tonight we will have a party to celebrate the fact he has," I say, he smiled "but you have to be very good, you can't talk to anyone unless I ask you a question personally, you probably have never seen so many people before so I know you will be excited but please be good Jansen you are my loving son but I don't want people to know about you they might try to hurt you." Jansen nodded,

"Ok Papa," he said gently I smile it was real important he understood quickly.

The boy was washed, dressed his hair combed and brushed his house elf hugging him "you be real good tonight little Jansen ok my prince, I don't want anyone else to hurt you, you be good." The house elf Skippy was scared Jansen nodded.

"I will don't worry, have you been very busy?" the child befriended the house elf many years ago and the house elf is so loyal to him now he worries about the sweet one, I do too but that's my job I'm the boy's Father, it's my damn job. I walk into my boys room Skippy was doing his hair, no need really he will be wearing a mask.

"Not really little prince, but today I have because the party," I knew like me the house elf was having kittens

I adjust my robes they were brand new, I play with my gold cufflinks, "ready child?" he nodded, "you nervous?" the boy nodded double.
"Very nervous," I smiled "come child" he did, as we walked from his room and Skippy was terrified more than me, well not really, but still, I stroked the boy's head. I than put the mask on and smiled at him, "nervous?" he was so nervous, he was skinny as all hell, and it showed how my men will respect a skinny heir. Oh well I'll just let Skippy feed him nothing but chocolate cake for a week. The child was scared, I kiss his head. And I help him up. I open the door.

Jansen is very frightened as the doors open and he saw all of my death eaters at once, even though he was scared he didn't walk close to me, we have been through this several times, I walk through the hall and sat on my thrown my son sat on his chair, but this is nothing like the practice. There were lots of people everywhere Jansen was good through he sat down on his chair, and looked up. I try to annoy the talking, about Jansen.

"My loyal death eaters," I say, calmly like this is something I do every second day, as we (My son and I) have come fashionably late, as all my death eaters and their spouses and children, were already there, my death eaters wore masks while their spouses and children did not the adults all had Champaign glasses in hand and I reckon a few have had a few already. As long as they are sober until the document is signed I don't care what happens after woods,

"Tonight Fudge will sign over the entire Ministry to us," A crowd of applause started, they have all habituated to Jansen now, through they still want to know who he is. "And our rule of the world will begin!" I yell the last word or two. But I didn't mean too, I saw my sons friends down the front Draco's Mother's nails were so tight in her boy's shoulders you'd think she was scared I'd kill HIM. I don't laugh. I sit on my chair and as Fudge walked in, he seemed rather unhappy, he like everyone stared at little Jansen. "Fudge" I say, "how polite you are to turn up." I say. Fudge turned to me,

"Let's just get this over with, and let me leave," I smile the man has been given a large amount of money in overseas funds plus whatever he has spalled away over the last few years.

"I shall honour our agreement but only after we have a little party Minister." I say laughing, Jansen sat there silent his eyes on Draco, I hoped he won't make a sign that he knows Draco, Narcissa might die of fright. I notice everyone was staring at my boy, "of how rude of me, this young man is my heir." I say I watch everyone's face (expect a certain few, and Fudge who just wants out) turn a few tones paler. I than change the subject "now because our VERY special guest wants to leave we should get this party moving." They laugh normally I would never allow this amount of casualness in an important meeting such as this. But this was a party, I allowed my followers to drink and I had alcohol and food being sent around, Skippy came, went straight to Jansen and gave him some sausage rolls Skippy was so proud of him, he smiled at him, and left. A table was summoned and a parchment was there saying basically he will sign over the ministry over to me. Without a word Fudge went to it, and signed I smile, and he turned to me.

"The money is in your account," I say "but won't you stay?" I inquire knowing full well he would rather face a truck load of basilisks my men laughed, Fudge gave me a look and try to leave, "oh very well Fudge, one more thing, since you just signed EVERYTHING over to me, you understand that I am now in charge and to show me respect you must bow, think of it as educational for my heir." Everyone laughed, Fudge started to stress out not that I blame him.

Slowly but surely the man bowed, I laugh, he was very unhappy but that was ok. "Thank you Fudge you can leave now." The man angrily left, and I do my part and I sign my name at the bottom, I was officially the minster of magic,

I let my men party late into the night; Jansen made his Daddy so very proud he obeyed me he sat quietly. He ate all the food Skippy provided but not anything that anyone produced for him, it was very late when I had Jansen sent to bed, he was so tired it was nearly 3.30 AM. I had to carry him to his bed. But I knew the party will keep continuing.

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