Hello, today, I thought that I would give you a little info. about myself.
My name is Lulu (not my real name, duh) (but if that is your name no
offense!). My two favorite movies of all time are Lilo and Stitch and of
course, the Harry Potter movies. My favorite books are Harry Potter (like,
duh), Ella Enchanted, the Young Wizards series, Bag of Bones, Anne Frank
and Me, Shiva's Fire and many more that I can't think of. I love reading
(obviously). The only thing that I won't read is non-fiction and I am not
a big fan of Teen Novels (too whiny). That's me, now here is the story!
I would rate this PG-13 for violence!
DISCLAIMER: this is getting old. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. THE WONDERFUL WORLD PORTRAYED HERE IS CREATED BY THE GREAT AUTHOR J.K. ROWLING. MOST OF THE IDEAS, HOWEVER, ARE MINE!! ENJOY!!
Chapter Five- Initiation This is what happened upstairs........ I am sorry that I cannot answer the question that is on everyone's mind. There is too much to tell!
Peter climbed the old rickety stairs. His arm was burning in pain. The snake and skull on his arm had gone from faint gray to a deep black. It was the Dark Mark, the same mark that was conjured above "marked homes". Each step was in anguish. It felt as though someone was holding a hot brand to his arm. He reached the upstairs. He looked around and went to the only upstairs room with a fire place. He sat on the bed waiting to see if the pain would stop, but it didn't. Reluctantly, he raised his wand arm. Anyone who was looking in the room would have seen a young man disappear into thin air.
*** Peter had apparated to the graveyard by the old Riddle house. Many Death Eaters were already there. It was an initiation ceremony. A Time Rift had been used and what would take several hours, would only take several minutes in the real world time. The whole graveyard was placed in the Time Rift. A circle of cloaked figures surrounded a tall man in a long flowing cloak. His hood was down and visible was short brown hair. The hair was clean. The man was clean all together. His cloak was new and his face was clean cut. The man stood tall, he must have been seven feet tall. He was lean. His eyes were an intriguing brown. His face was pale, like porcelain. Though he was pale and lean, this was obviously a man with great power. He towered over a small man with long blonde hair. The man was screaming as the man pressed on his arm. Peter looked on in shock. It was Lucius Malfoy. Standing anxiously behind the man was a young woman. "Master, all are here," Peter claimed when it looked as though everyone had arrived. The graveyard was full. Those who did not fit into the circle stood around on the outside, peering over shoulders for a better view. Peter stood beside his master. Peter's master was Voldemort. Voldemort, showing no mercy, threw Lucius to the side while whimpering in pain. "That is nothing boy! If you want to be a Death Eater pain must not be an issue!" Voldemort hissed. Peter pulled his hood over his head before Lucius saw his face. "Welcome to the Initiation," Voldemort cried to his followers. They gazed at the two young teens. They couldn't be older than seventeen. "Come," Voldemort called in Parstletongue. A long snake named Nagini came forward. She slithered around the Death Eaters until they made a path for her. She came forward and slithered around Peter. She stood up on her tail and looked into the eyes of the woman and Lucius. She swayed from left to right and they followed with their eyes. Lucius was the first to fall. He collapsed in a heap. The girl screamed and fell over in faint mixed with the snake's spell. Her hood fell off and Peter saw it was Narcissa. Most of the Death Eater's looked on in delight, they had gone through the same thing. These two were brave, doing it during school. They would be drained for a month, not able to do much magic, unless you were really strong. Voldemort looked towards Wormtail, who was working hastily. Peter took a brand from the bonfire in the middle of the circle and inspected it. Satisfied, he placed it back into the fire and bowed low to his master. "All is ready, sire," he whimpered. "Very well, Impervio!" he shouted, almost lazily. The two raised their heads and opened their eyes. Voldemort moved his wand up slightly and the two stood up, their eyes alive, alert, and worried, but they could do nothing. Voldemort raised his wand higher, and they floated off the ground. "It is easier up in the air you know, a lot harder for them to try and get away, isn't that right Wormtail?" Peter cringed, and thought to himself, He is truly evil. He has no compassion. What was I thinking? How could I do this? Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted. Have you forgotten I can hear your thoughts, Wormtail? Forgive me, Master. "The incantation, please, Wormtail." "Your blood, Now your Masters, The mark that binds!" Peter took the brand and tattooed Lucius and Narcissa. "First the pain, then the glory. First the march, then the power" When Peter cried the 'first the pain' Voldemort performed the Cruciatus Curse on the two teens. The writhed in pain, but were unable to scream. It was over and he let them fall to the ground. Many of the Death Eaters looked onto Peter in disgust. He was a fat teenager, why should he get to do the honor of performing the Initiation process? As if reading their thoughts, "Many of you are wondering how a chubby, seventh year came to be the chosen Death Eater to perform the Initiation. Well, we have the heir to Gryffindor in our clutches!" At this there were many whispers. "As you know, I will become immortal once I have murdered my enemies lines. The only thing standing in my way is a short, redheaded, sixth year Hufflepuff named Bones and a skinny seventh year Potter. It will all happen soon, don't you worry, soon. Wormtail, here, is my insider. He gave me the Potter's parents location. He keeps me posted on Hogwarts happenings. He is my mole." Peter blushed ferociously, though they could not see it. All of the sudden Voldemort cried out, "Crucio!" and pointed his wand at Wormtail. He squirmed on the ground and cried in pain. "Make an example of yourself, Peter, go!" and Voldemort waved his wand once more, shouted, "Flipendo Aoir Shrieking Shack!" Peter found himself back in the Shack. He headed down the stairs with a look of pride on his face. Something so strange, because Peter was never proud.
You likey? REVIEW!! Please!! Bu bye!
I would rate this PG-13 for violence!
DISCLAIMER: this is getting old. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. THE WONDERFUL WORLD PORTRAYED HERE IS CREATED BY THE GREAT AUTHOR J.K. ROWLING. MOST OF THE IDEAS, HOWEVER, ARE MINE!! ENJOY!!
Chapter Five- Initiation This is what happened upstairs........ I am sorry that I cannot answer the question that is on everyone's mind. There is too much to tell!
Peter climbed the old rickety stairs. His arm was burning in pain. The snake and skull on his arm had gone from faint gray to a deep black. It was the Dark Mark, the same mark that was conjured above "marked homes". Each step was in anguish. It felt as though someone was holding a hot brand to his arm. He reached the upstairs. He looked around and went to the only upstairs room with a fire place. He sat on the bed waiting to see if the pain would stop, but it didn't. Reluctantly, he raised his wand arm. Anyone who was looking in the room would have seen a young man disappear into thin air.
*** Peter had apparated to the graveyard by the old Riddle house. Many Death Eaters were already there. It was an initiation ceremony. A Time Rift had been used and what would take several hours, would only take several minutes in the real world time. The whole graveyard was placed in the Time Rift. A circle of cloaked figures surrounded a tall man in a long flowing cloak. His hood was down and visible was short brown hair. The hair was clean. The man was clean all together. His cloak was new and his face was clean cut. The man stood tall, he must have been seven feet tall. He was lean. His eyes were an intriguing brown. His face was pale, like porcelain. Though he was pale and lean, this was obviously a man with great power. He towered over a small man with long blonde hair. The man was screaming as the man pressed on his arm. Peter looked on in shock. It was Lucius Malfoy. Standing anxiously behind the man was a young woman. "Master, all are here," Peter claimed when it looked as though everyone had arrived. The graveyard was full. Those who did not fit into the circle stood around on the outside, peering over shoulders for a better view. Peter stood beside his master. Peter's master was Voldemort. Voldemort, showing no mercy, threw Lucius to the side while whimpering in pain. "That is nothing boy! If you want to be a Death Eater pain must not be an issue!" Voldemort hissed. Peter pulled his hood over his head before Lucius saw his face. "Welcome to the Initiation," Voldemort cried to his followers. They gazed at the two young teens. They couldn't be older than seventeen. "Come," Voldemort called in Parstletongue. A long snake named Nagini came forward. She slithered around the Death Eaters until they made a path for her. She came forward and slithered around Peter. She stood up on her tail and looked into the eyes of the woman and Lucius. She swayed from left to right and they followed with their eyes. Lucius was the first to fall. He collapsed in a heap. The girl screamed and fell over in faint mixed with the snake's spell. Her hood fell off and Peter saw it was Narcissa. Most of the Death Eater's looked on in delight, they had gone through the same thing. These two were brave, doing it during school. They would be drained for a month, not able to do much magic, unless you were really strong. Voldemort looked towards Wormtail, who was working hastily. Peter took a brand from the bonfire in the middle of the circle and inspected it. Satisfied, he placed it back into the fire and bowed low to his master. "All is ready, sire," he whimpered. "Very well, Impervio!" he shouted, almost lazily. The two raised their heads and opened their eyes. Voldemort moved his wand up slightly and the two stood up, their eyes alive, alert, and worried, but they could do nothing. Voldemort raised his wand higher, and they floated off the ground. "It is easier up in the air you know, a lot harder for them to try and get away, isn't that right Wormtail?" Peter cringed, and thought to himself, He is truly evil. He has no compassion. What was I thinking? How could I do this? Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted. Have you forgotten I can hear your thoughts, Wormtail? Forgive me, Master. "The incantation, please, Wormtail." "Your blood, Now your Masters, The mark that binds!" Peter took the brand and tattooed Lucius and Narcissa. "First the pain, then the glory. First the march, then the power" When Peter cried the 'first the pain' Voldemort performed the Cruciatus Curse on the two teens. The writhed in pain, but were unable to scream. It was over and he let them fall to the ground. Many of the Death Eaters looked onto Peter in disgust. He was a fat teenager, why should he get to do the honor of performing the Initiation process? As if reading their thoughts, "Many of you are wondering how a chubby, seventh year came to be the chosen Death Eater to perform the Initiation. Well, we have the heir to Gryffindor in our clutches!" At this there were many whispers. "As you know, I will become immortal once I have murdered my enemies lines. The only thing standing in my way is a short, redheaded, sixth year Hufflepuff named Bones and a skinny seventh year Potter. It will all happen soon, don't you worry, soon. Wormtail, here, is my insider. He gave me the Potter's parents location. He keeps me posted on Hogwarts happenings. He is my mole." Peter blushed ferociously, though they could not see it. All of the sudden Voldemort cried out, "Crucio!" and pointed his wand at Wormtail. He squirmed on the ground and cried in pain. "Make an example of yourself, Peter, go!" and Voldemort waved his wand once more, shouted, "Flipendo Aoir Shrieking Shack!" Peter found himself back in the Shack. He headed down the stairs with a look of pride on his face. Something so strange, because Peter was never proud.
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