A/N I stole Nimi from "Hero, Villain, Saviour, Conquerer" by Lady Smoothie. I asked them for permission to use the character. Since they haven't updated a story since 2009 and the sequel to HVSC is unfinished, I assumed they no longer use the account. J K Rowling owns the rights to Harry Potter. I own the rights to nothing.

Chapter fourteen - Azkaban

3rd November 1992 10:24 PM

Gilderoy Lockhart was nervous. He looked at the people he had to kill. It was his muggle father and his two older, squib sisters.

"Barty couldn't find your younger sister. You're lucky your mother was a pureblood, other wise you would be killed right now."

Lockhart gulped. "Crucio." His father cried out in pain briefly and collapsed to the ground.

"You need to really mean it. Just think of all the fame you'll get when the world is exclusively pureblood. You'll be thought of as a hero for destroying the disappointments of your family."

Lockhart thought of how much he loved fame. "CRUCIO!" His father screamed in pain. He held his father under the Curse for a minute. "Avada Kedavra!" He then turned his attention to his sisters. His younger sister, Cynthia, had always been more loved. Since he couldn't punish Cynthia for being more loved than him, he made his older sisters suffer in her place. An hour later, Gilderoy Lockhart was given the Dark Mark and joined the ranks of the Death Eaters.

7th November 1992 11:03 PM

Dolores Umbridge was happy. She was being bestowed a great honour tonight. She was becoming a Death Eater.

She strode confidently into Malfoy Manor. "Greetings Dolores. Follow me." She followed Lucius downstairs, into the dungeons. "We found some people you will find easy to kill and Cruciate. We found you parents and your brother."

Dolores stopped dead in shock. No one knew about her muggle mother, or about her muggle brother. She knew people thought she was related to "that Umbridge that used to clean the floor at the Ministry", but they never knew about her muggle relatives.

"Dolores, don't worry. It doesn't matter. There are several Death Eaters who are half bloods. They are all ashamed of their muggle side. Even Snape is a half blood." Dolores turned to see the face the Wizarding World feared. "Many of the Pure family trees become a little diseased over time. You must prune it to keep it healthy. Cut away those parts that endanger the overall health of your family. Unfortunately, only one member of your family still alive has remained true to the pureblood agenda. No matter, you now have the chance to remove the canker that infects your family, infects all of us, so that the Wizarding World can be healthy."

"Thank you for this honour, my Lord." Said Dolores, bowing.

She withdrew her short wand and began Cursing her family. "Crucio." Her father convulsed in pain. She held him under the Curse for half an hour, before releasing him. He was barely sane. "Imperio." This intrigued Voldemort, who looked at what she was doing. Her brother stood up and walked to their mother. He gripped her around her throat and choked his mother. She fought back to try and survive, but her son was much stronger than her. Ellen Cracknell died, choked to death by her son, Eric. Once the Imperius was lifted, Eric looked in horror at what he'd done. Dolores went back to Cruciating her father. If Eric survived that day he would have been diagnosed with insanity. After an hour and a half, Dolores released her, now insane, father from the Cruciatus. "Bombarda Maxima." Since this spell was usually used to destroy peaces of rock and cause extreme damage to dragons, it should come as no surprise that Orford didn't stand a chance. Voldemort told her that she had to use the Killing Curse to kill at least one of them. She turned away from the body of Orford Umbridge and looked towards her brother. "Avada Kedavra."

"Dolores, come forward." Dolores did so. "Hold out your left arm." She lifted her sleeve and presented him with her left arm. Voldemort touched the tip of his wand to her bare flesh. "Morsmordre." A black shape configured on her skin, forming a Dark Mark before turning blood red. The British Minister of Magic was now a Death Eater.

14th November 1992 11:00 AM

In the dungeons, Severus Snape's Dark Mark burned.

In the Hog's Head, whilst soliciting a prostitute, Gilderoy Lockhart's Dark Mark burned.

In the British Minister of Magic's office, Dolores Umbridge's Dark Mark burned.

Every Death Eater who wasn't dead, in Azkaban or too far away to apparate, apparated to Whitby. One hundred and twenty nine Death Eaters in one place. "Today, we will make history. One hundred and eighty six of our comrades are currently languishing in Azkaban prison. This is the closest land to Azkaban that is not on the island itself. Today, we free all one hundred and eighty six of the Death Eaters that were thrown in Azkaban. And we will execute those who were falsely convicted of being Death Eaters."

Lucius Malfoy rose. "My Lord, how are we going to get there?"

Lord Voldemort smiled. "We will fly on the disillusioned brooms I have behind me. Everyone find a broom. Once you have your broom I will disillusion you. We will then fly to Azkaban, invisible to the locals. I have already alerted the Chief Dementor to our approach."

Captain Nimi Stardreamer was terrified when she saw Lord Voldemort appear and fire a Killing Curse at her brother, Apollo. She wasn't surprised, the Azkaban Militia had been preparing for an attack since the attack on the Ministry. She was, however, surprised at just how many supporters he had with him. She decided that today was the day she would die. Such tragic loss of life for the youngest person in the Azkaban Militia. She was only fourteen.

The Azkabanian girl fought bravely alongside her coworkers. She saw many friends fall. The Death Eaters wet unrepentant. Killing Curses flew towards the Azkabanians. She heard someone call for a retreat.

The Death Eaters, bolstered by their enemy's cowardice, chase after them. Nimi got separated from the rest of the Militia. She ran into a dead end. She turned around and saw a Death Eater standing there. "Imperio."

She felt his command of what to do in her mind. Her revulsion was enough to let her break free. "Reducto!" Charles Hughes never expected her to break free of the Imperius Curse and died from a magically induced explosion occurring on his face.

She noticed another Death Eater behind her would-be-rapist. She tried to Curse him as well, but he was too fast. "Stupefy!" That was the first and last time Gilderoy Lockhart ever won a duel with someone.

Lockhart quickly made his way back to the rest of the Death Eaters. "Now that the locals have been dealt with, let us free our captured friends."

Alec Hopkins had been in Azkaban for eleven years. All because Richard Trinder told the Wizengamot that he was a Death Eater. When his cell door opened he looked up to see why. Then he realised why. "Alec Hopkins. How have you enjoyed your stay in Azkaban?"

"Fine, thanks for asking. Before you kill me, can I kill Trinder?"

"No, I'm afraid Trinder is a loyal Death Eater, whereas you have never been a Death Eater. Avada Kedavra."

Bellatrix Lestrange was surprised to see Lucius Malfoy open her cell door. "Lucius, will I be leaving Azkaban today?"

"Yes."

"Give me a wand."

"Of course." He handed over his deceased wife's wand.

"This is Cissy's wand! What happened to her, Lucy?"

"She was killed by the Ministry. And don't call me Lucy."

"I'll kill that idiot Fudge!"

"I already have."

"Good. Have my husband and brother-in-law been released yet?"

"No."

"Good. If you'll excuse me, I'm off to kill my faggot of a husband and his equally repulsive brother."

As Bella walked to her husbands cell, Lucius looked at her form. "If she's now available," thought Lucius. "I might ask the Dark Lord if I can have her. I always thought Bella was the most attractive Black sister. If she hadn't married Lestrange I never would have married Narcissa."

Rodolphus Lestrange looked up as his wife opened the cell door. "We're escaping then?"

"Crucio." She held her husband under the Curse for five minutes, watching as he writhed in pain, before releasing him. "You dared to blame me for us never having children. It is your fault the Dark Lord doesn't have more followers right now! You and your brother! Avada Kedavra!" The cell lit up in a green light, illuminating Rodolphus's terrified face. She entered the cell next to it. "I assume you heard your lover being tortured, Rabastan?" Her terrified brother-in-law nodded. "Good. Avada Kedavra."

Over the course of the next hour, all one hundred and eighty four prisoners still alive were freed and joined the surviving one hundred and thirteen Death Eaters who came to the Isle of Azkaban. All sixty four people who were falsely convicted of being Death Eaters were given the choice of becoming Death Eaters or dying. Of the fifty nine who chose to become Death Eaters, only twenty two meant it. Voldemort could tell who meant it. Of the twenty two who meant it, only nineteen were prepared to kill their impure family members. Those who didn't mean it were given the Dementors Kiss. Those who weren't prepared to kill their impure family members were also given the Dementors Kiss.

Voldemort started transfiguring everyone boats so they could leave. Very few were repulsed by the fact he was using dead bodies to do so.

A/N Voldemort's pruning the family tree speech to Umbridge was paraphrased from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.