"Shit!"

George held in the screams as the cruciatus curse sent cruel, painful vibrations through his body, he had to be strong…he had to prove himself…

"He's handling this all very well, don't you think so Lucius?"

Lucius Malfoy stepped forward from the shadows, his long blonde hair tied back in a bottle green bow. He nodded curtly as he continued to watch the young Weasley suffer.

"I still don't think we should be trusting a Weasley, you know they're family's involved with the Order"

Voldemort frowned, his snake like eyes narrowing down into mere slits. He lifted his wand as if bored of torturing the new recruit. He was surprised though to see that George merely stood up, shaking the dust off his clothes. He showed no signs of pain…extraordinary…

"A Weasley eh? Boy,"

George flinched slightly as Voldemort pointed his wand at his abdomen; he wasn't quite sure what curse the Dark Lord was performing…

"Do you swear to me that you have absolutely no connections with the Order of the Phoenix? That you are neither working for them, or in any way supporting them?"

George nodded, his eyes never leaving Voldemorts face.

"Do you swear that you are now my servant, your service and loyalty are both mine"

George nodded again. Voldemort smiled.

"Now tell me, Weasley why did you decide to become a death eater?"

It was George's turn to smile now. He pointed his wand at himself and fell to his knees, his head bowed…when he stood up again the Dark Lord smiled with approval. His bright red hair had faded into the darkest black, and two black tattoos that resembled two isosceles triangles on their sides where on his right cheek. He had become a prince of darkness…

"Because I share your dream Master"

He smirked

"I want to kill Harry potter"


So I'm, a squirrel, you're not, how pathetic you are, so I'm, a squirrel, you're not, your just human, how pathetic you are! You don't have a fluffy tail, you don't have squirrelly wrath…

Harry reached out and hit the button on his alarm clock, throwing Remus' arm away from its neat position around his torso he leapt out of bed and got dressed.

"When are you going to change that stupid song on that stupid clock"

Remus said, his eyes still closed. Harry smiled,

"At least not for another four months, it's really catchy but I haven't deciphered its hidden meaning yet"

He bent down and kissed his sleeping beauty gently, only to find Remus' hand shoot up and pull him down onto the bed on top of him, sticking his tongue down his throat eagerly.

"Come on Remi, I have to go to work!"

"Screw work, I need attention"

Laughing playfully Harry managed to wriggle away from Remus' clutches, straightening his clothes.

"I'll deal with you later"

He shot a sexy stare at Remus and smiled before walking out of the room. Remus jumped up after him and leant over the banister, watching him as he left the house. He sighed awkwardly before walking back across the hall, yawning and scratching his head gently.

"Hello Remus"

He froze on the spot in the doorway, as he looked into his bedroom to see a tall, dark man with jet-black hair, and deep, sullen eyes leaning against bedpost.

"Who are you? How did you get in h-"

"Too many questions, far to little time old man"

He whispered dauntingly, putting a nimble finger to Remus' lips…moving his hand down slowly he grabbed Remus by the scruff of the neck, lifting him off the ground,

"I thought you'd remember me, it hasn't been that long has it?"

Never taking his eyes from Remus' face, he threw him across the room. Lupin crashed to the ground feebly, trying, but failing to fins any energy in his body.

"Well I don't expect you to remember me after today, I don't expect you to remember anything again"

He walked forward, drawing a long raven black wand from his pocket.

"Goodbye old man"

Raising his wand arm, he flicked his hair back, and suddenly Remus recognised the figure before him, he recognised the fury he had seen in those eyes not two years ago…

"George?"