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Marc got up early for the last week. He did not really talk to his dorm mates and when he did it was short and to the point. While he was a Muggleborn, most of the kids walked around him as if he were a pureblood. Maybe it was just the way he walked or the air he gave off. He had gone every morning to the Room or Requirement to train, and he woud have to say he would need to find some other cuses to try out, because the ones he used now were going to be too easy soon. He might have to get a message to 'his uncle' about it. Maybe go to Professor Snape and see if he could bring it over.

Marc had had all the lessons he would get this year done once already, apart from the flying lessons. Marc wondered what he should do about those. Probably not make too much of an impression, he wanted to make sure he got enough time to go through all the training he had cut out for himself.

While he had stepped back during the lessons on the magical part, the theory was too easy and he did not hold back what he already knew. He wasn't the only muggleborn who did that, a Gryffindor girl named Hermione Granger was also very clever. Marc did not want to show off as she did, he merely wanted for people to think it was the reason he had his essays done so quickly. He mostly did them during class while he pretended to figure out a spell. The essays were very easy and his 'uncle' had taught him how to write one properly.

He missed him.

There had been no contact between him and his family since the beginning of the school year, it was better that way, but it did not mean he did not miss them. At Christmas he would return home like most of the other students and he would regain his former self. He would practise more during that time as well. He did not know why he had wanted to go to Hogwarts so bad. The beauty of the castle seemed more normal the longer he stayed and he did not learn anything. Honestly, he could use the time in classes to better himself at home! He would be way stronger by now. The only thing that he really enjoyed was the vast library - more Light sided than the one at home - and the fact he could see how his future followers behaved themselves when they weren't aware who he was.

He was bumped into by different Slytherins while he stayed here. He held his mouth and did not speak up about it. He could always punish them for it later, if he felt like it. He could understand why they behaved like that, and it wasn't like they singled him out. Weasley from Gryffindor had it way worse. There was a blood feud between his family and Draco's and Draco had somehow become some sort of leader in Slytherin House. His twin brothers helped him half of the time, and the rest of the time they were making it worse. The eldest brother - Perly or something - tried to help out by docking points, but that only made it worse at place where he did not look.

Marc smiled, than grinned, maybe being in this school wasn't as bad as he had thought.


Voldemort was annoyed. Scratch that, he was extremely pissed off. He did not know why he hadn't hexed each and every one of his Death Eaters. There had been a raid the day before in Britain, but everyone claimed to know nothing about it. Tom stood up and they were immediately silenced: "If no one steps forth about who has done this, I am afraid I will have to dig through all of your heads in order to find out."

"I don't think that will be necessary" a silky voice came from the doorway before Snape strode into the light of the candles. He went to the Dark Lord, knelt down and kissed Voldemort's robes: "It is not one of yours who has done this, my Lord. It's all Dumbledore's doing. He found out I was gone a lot during the summer and concluded from that that you were still alive. He wanted to make sure the Britain Ministry would be aware of the threat. One village of muggles had to be sacrificed for the Greater Good."

Voldemort smirked.

"What do you wish to do about this, my Lord?" Lucius asked, bowing low to his master.

"We will do nothing" Voldemort said, and smirked: "Let Dumbledore panic the Britains. He will spread panic around, and then nothing will happen. I have had several talks with people, and we will go about things differently this time. I expect you to return for our next meeting immediately when I call you. On top of that, there will be a ball in the Krum's Manor for Christmas, were you will all be introduced to my heir. He is very sorry to be unable to meet you before then., but he's busy with his studies. Severus, stay behind." Voldemort turned and left the chamber, after which all Death Eaters but Severus apparated away.

Severus followed Voldemort to his living room and watched as the man stripped off the glamour he still used during the meetings. Tom saw him looking and said: "At Christmas they will see the new me."

Severus nodded.

"How is Harry?" Tom asked.

"Bored to death" Severus answered: "I'm not really surprised. The classes in Hogwarts are too easy for him. I think he's mostly amused at his immature classmates, to be honest."

"How is he reacting to Draco?" Tom asked.

"Draco bores him most, apparently." Severus said: "I think he expected more of the boy, but maybe they will grow closer when Draco matures."

Tom nodded: "Very well. I will see you at the next meeting then."

Severus nodded, and left the room after he bowed a bit.


Chapter 28 is done. Up to the next one!

In case you hadn't noticed, I'm trying to make chapters of at least 1000 words, hope you like it!

Lady Blue Shadow