Harry Potter and the Return of Lord Voldemort Part 13
As usual the students were in a rush to book tickets to go home during Christmas. Ron, Harry and Hermoine were staying behind at Hogwarts. Personally, Harry was worried that Voldemort would try and kill them to hurt him, so no matter what, he tried to keep an eye out for them.
Draco Malfoy wandered the halls. Crabbe and Goyle were at the Common Room, on his orders. He sighed contentedly. His father had ordered him to stay at Hogwarts this year, because he and Narcissa were to meet with Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Draco was only too happy to stay.
He hated the mansion, his parents and the fact that he was forced to be mean to Mudbloods and Muggle-lovers and especially Harry Potter. He didn't want Crabbe and Goyle following because he needed time to be alone. His father was pressuring him to be a Death Eater just like him, when Voldemort saw him fit to join his circle.
He paused and stared in disbelief. Sirius Black was walking along the corridors, obviously oblivious to the fact that he was a wanted man. Draco hid in the shadows. Sirius was wearing Muggle clothing: A black leather jacket with a white shirt underneath, black leather pants and was slipping his hands out of his leather gloves. He had obviously just come down from his flying motorcycle.
This was Draco's chance to make his father proud. One more of Potter's loved ones ripped away from him. Draco grinned. He silently left Sirius, his shadow unnoticed by the "murderer". Draco ran to his room, ignoring Crabbe and Goyle and quickly took out a piece of parchment and began writing:
Dear Minister Cornelius Fudge,
* * *
Sirius Black walked into Dumbledore's office and immediately spotted him and Professor McGonagall
McGonagall looked up and stared. Sirius stared back. Professor McGonagall had been one of the people at the scenes of the crime. In fact she was the one who alerted the Ministry Hit Wizards in the first place when she found Pettigrew and him battling.
Dumbledore looked form one face to another. The last time the two of them had met, Sirius had been sent to Azkaban for twelve years. How would the two of them react now. He crossed his fingers behind his back and hoped for the best.
"Albus, I…" Professor Luna started but stopped short when she saw Professor McGonagall and Sirius staring at each other. Sirius caught sight of her and flashed her a very charming grin. Professor Luna blushed and looked away, a little smile on her face.
Grinning, Professor Dumbledore leaned down and muttered to McGonagall, "Always the same. They're still in love with each other," Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement, watching the two of them silently flirting with each other.
* * *
Voldemort glared down at his supporters and smiled evilly. "I have found him," he announced finally. The Death Eaters looked confused. "I have found Karkaroff,"
The Death Eaters' expressions were nothing short of glee. Some of them even rubbed their hands together. Igor Karkaroff was pushed out of the shadows by Wormtail. "You have disappointed me, Karkaroff," the Dark Lord said murderously. Karkaroff gulped. Voldemort out his hands on Karkaroff's head and proceeded to twist it till it came off.
"No!" Karkaroff screamed in protest. The Death Eaters and Voldemort stared at him. Even Karkaroff was surprised at his own daring. "M-my Lord," Karkaroff stuttered, bowing down to the demon's feet. "My Lord, please. Spare me."
Voldemort laughed. The laugh created chills of fear in the Death Eaters' bodies. "And why, pray tell, Karkaroff, should I spare you?" the Dark Lord questioned. "My Lord, I-I have information f-for y-you," Karkaroff said.
"Let's hear it then." Voldemort said "And I might consider sparing you, much less, take you back in, if the information is good. In fact, I promise it."
"Thank you, my Lord. You are merciful," Karkaroff said in a whisper. "Ever since I got out of Azkaban, I have been practicing the Dark Arts again. In fact, I teach it. And I excel in Divination. I have crossed that with the Dark Arts and now control it. And I just had a prediction when I had safely left Hogwarts.
I predicted that by the end of this year, you will have someone to help. That person is in Hogwarts. This person is a student there. This person is called The Ally. If you use The Ally wisely, you might achieve World Domination."
Lord Voldemort considered this and finally said "Very well," Karkaroff sighed in relief, but Voldemort next words stifled his relief. "You will die," Karkaroff stared up at the Dark Lord in horror. "M-my Lord," he said "you promised! You promised…"
"Avada Kedavra!"
In a moment, Karkaroff slumped down to the ground, unmistakably dead. "pormises were mad to be broken, Karkaroff." Voldmort muttered and stepped over the body.