Part one:
The next year:
"Avada Kedavra" a cold voice called out. Cameron Lestrange dropped to the ground, never having seen his killer. The man stood over the body a cold smirk on his face. He tuned to the wall nearest to him.
For Dumbledore, Riddle guess who your death is going to be for?
He burned into the wall. He knew Voldemort was back, he could feel it. The world needed to know. And Voldemort needed to be told that there were still those who opposed him. He may have got rid of the boy who lived, but those who survived were not going to just lie back and let Voldemort destroy them. The man absentmindedly rubbed the lightning bolt shaped scar on his arm. Lightning, as he would be come to be known as, was going to take his revenge on the man that gave him that scar and so many others. Voldemort would die for what he did. And those who had followed him will also pay the price. Lightning smirked; Voldemort might be back but lightning knew he would not have any shortage of people out for his blood. 'The new head of the order will probably be laying plans already' he thought. Lightning disappeared just as ministry of magic officials were arriving on the scene.
Above the Lestrange mansion floated a lightning bolt shaped cloud. The aurors who were on the scene had been altered by calls that a dark mark was scene floating above a house. But clearly this was not the dark mark, this was something new.
They entered the mansion and saw the message that was left. Auror Longbottom hoped against hope that the message was wrong, how could Riddle guess anything he was supposed to dead. If this wasn't the case, Merlin help them all.
Neville stood outside the building looking at the mark hovering in the sky; it didn't fill him with terror like that Dark mark did, this was a sign of hope. If Voldemort was back then this was a direct challenge to Voldemort. He felt tears stinging his eyes. The lightning bolt reminded him of his lost friend, the person that had showed him his true potential had helped him out of his shell. Harry was his saviour, after the trauma of what happened to his parents, Neville never did anything brave, never tried to be a hero, he saw what happened to hero's and he was scared. But Harry had shown him that even though he was scared he cold still do what needed to be done.
Neville looked around him, there was at least half a dozen Aurors there to deal with the situation, and there was really nothing he could do. There was someone that needed to be told what had happened and Neville knew that the minister would never tell him so Neville took the task upon himself. It was time for him to visit an old 'friend'.
"Headmaster," Neville said, his voice more confident than it had ever been at school.
"Longbottom" The headmaster replied, his voice no longer a cold monotone, the war had taught him many things, he could not afford to be cold, that was what caused him to lose Harry.
"Severus, I am afraid I have some news, it could be business for the order." Neville let the comment hang in the air a moment before continuing. Sev was the new head of the Order of the Phoenix; Even though Voldemort had been defeated there would always be dark wizards that needed to be stopped. Sev nodded implying that he wanted Neville to continue, he held a respect for his former pupil, on of the few from the generation that had survived, Neville had shown incredible strength no one knew he possessed. Auror Longbottom was one of the best since Mad eye himself. "There was a killing this morning, a former death eater was killed with Avada Kedavra and on the wall was written, 'for Dumbledore, Riddle do you know who your death is going to be for.' Clearly, it is someone wanting revenge for the battle, I am actually tempted to let then get away with it, as doing away with Voldemort's followers would be doing us all a favour. But the part about Riddle needs to be looked into. I thought, we all though, Voldemort was dead." Sev didn't respond at first, he just looked sadly at His former student.
"Voldemort is not dead." He held out his left arm, the sleeve was rolled back and the black mark burned darkly on his flesh. "He is back, but this time we have no protection against him." The fact that Harry had been their previous protection was left unsaid. "We have to call together the order. And Lightning needs to be found. If he killed Lestange with so much ease then he would be a valuable asset." Neville was stunned he never told the headmaster who it was that had been killed.
"How." Severus gave a smile reminiscent of Dumbledore, but didn't answer. He turned to Fawkes.
"Fawkes, it time for us to work again. Call them to us." The phoenix gave a baleful wail.
The next year:
"Avada Kedavra" a cold voice called out. Cameron Lestrange dropped to the ground, never having seen his killer. The man stood over the body a cold smirk on his face. He tuned to the wall nearest to him.
For Dumbledore, Riddle guess who your death is going to be for?
He burned into the wall. He knew Voldemort was back, he could feel it. The world needed to know. And Voldemort needed to be told that there were still those who opposed him. He may have got rid of the boy who lived, but those who survived were not going to just lie back and let Voldemort destroy them. The man absentmindedly rubbed the lightning bolt shaped scar on his arm. Lightning, as he would be come to be known as, was going to take his revenge on the man that gave him that scar and so many others. Voldemort would die for what he did. And those who had followed him will also pay the price. Lightning smirked; Voldemort might be back but lightning knew he would not have any shortage of people out for his blood. 'The new head of the order will probably be laying plans already' he thought. Lightning disappeared just as ministry of magic officials were arriving on the scene.
Above the Lestrange mansion floated a lightning bolt shaped cloud. The aurors who were on the scene had been altered by calls that a dark mark was scene floating above a house. But clearly this was not the dark mark, this was something new.
They entered the mansion and saw the message that was left. Auror Longbottom hoped against hope that the message was wrong, how could Riddle guess anything he was supposed to dead. If this wasn't the case, Merlin help them all.
Neville stood outside the building looking at the mark hovering in the sky; it didn't fill him with terror like that Dark mark did, this was a sign of hope. If Voldemort was back then this was a direct challenge to Voldemort. He felt tears stinging his eyes. The lightning bolt reminded him of his lost friend, the person that had showed him his true potential had helped him out of his shell. Harry was his saviour, after the trauma of what happened to his parents, Neville never did anything brave, never tried to be a hero, he saw what happened to hero's and he was scared. But Harry had shown him that even though he was scared he cold still do what needed to be done.
Neville looked around him, there was at least half a dozen Aurors there to deal with the situation, and there was really nothing he could do. There was someone that needed to be told what had happened and Neville knew that the minister would never tell him so Neville took the task upon himself. It was time for him to visit an old 'friend'.
"Headmaster," Neville said, his voice more confident than it had ever been at school.
"Longbottom" The headmaster replied, his voice no longer a cold monotone, the war had taught him many things, he could not afford to be cold, that was what caused him to lose Harry.
"Severus, I am afraid I have some news, it could be business for the order." Neville let the comment hang in the air a moment before continuing. Sev was the new head of the Order of the Phoenix; Even though Voldemort had been defeated there would always be dark wizards that needed to be stopped. Sev nodded implying that he wanted Neville to continue, he held a respect for his former pupil, on of the few from the generation that had survived, Neville had shown incredible strength no one knew he possessed. Auror Longbottom was one of the best since Mad eye himself. "There was a killing this morning, a former death eater was killed with Avada Kedavra and on the wall was written, 'for Dumbledore, Riddle do you know who your death is going to be for.' Clearly, it is someone wanting revenge for the battle, I am actually tempted to let then get away with it, as doing away with Voldemort's followers would be doing us all a favour. But the part about Riddle needs to be looked into. I thought, we all though, Voldemort was dead." Sev didn't respond at first, he just looked sadly at His former student.
"Voldemort is not dead." He held out his left arm, the sleeve was rolled back and the black mark burned darkly on his flesh. "He is back, but this time we have no protection against him." The fact that Harry had been their previous protection was left unsaid. "We have to call together the order. And Lightning needs to be found. If he killed Lestange with so much ease then he would be a valuable asset." Neville was stunned he never told the headmaster who it was that had been killed.
"How." Severus gave a smile reminiscent of Dumbledore, but didn't answer. He turned to Fawkes.
"Fawkes, it time for us to work again. Call them to us." The phoenix gave a baleful wail.