Camillo Black
Chapter 1 Voldemort
The dark street had an eerie esscence about it as Camillo walked down the dimly lit alleyway. Something wasn't right she could feel it. She started walking faster, now at a slight jog. Her mother's house was just a few feet away. As she reached the door she knew that something was wrong. The door was unlocked, it was always locked! As she opened the door her heart began to race. She stepped into the dark house and felt a cool breeze on her face.
She called out for her mother 'Mom? Mom are you here?' there was no answer. Something drew her attention to the door on her left which lead to the living room. She stepped through it and immediately a green light filled the room.
Beside the sofa her mother was kneeling down crying begging for mercy. In front of her stood a tall haunting figure dressed in a black cloack. He turned to face Camillo and as he did Camillo let out a small wimper. He had a chalk white face with slits for nostrils and his eyes were bright red. He spoke in a cold dark manner 'Glad you could come for the show it's just about to start.'
Camillo knew that this man could only be Lord Voldemort. The one wizard that everybody feared muggle and wizards alike. She could only guess what he was going to do to her mother.
Being only nine she did not yet have a wand but that did not stop her. She ran at Voldemort fists clenched. But he was to fast. He pointed his wand at her and shouted 'Imobulis!'
Camillo was stuck in a midrun, her muscles were stuck in one position she could not move. All she could do was stand there and watch her mother crying on the floor. Voldemort smiled and muttered 'That's better.'
He then turned to Camillo's mother. 'So, Ravati.' He began 'You thought you would try and defeat Lord Voldemort, the greatest wizard of all time? Haven't I told you before? All those who dare to defy Lord Voldemort shall fall.'
Camillo watched in horror as Voldemort raised his wand and cried 'Crucio!' Her mother screamed and lay on the floor clinging to the carpet. She was screaming to die. Camillo wanted to go to her, she wanted to help her but she couldn't. Voldemort raised his wand one more time and said 'Avada Kedavra' Camillo knew this as the killing curse. There was no way to stop it. Camillo watched as her mother's body went limp and fell to the floor. Souless.
Then Voldemort turned to Camillo and raised his wand. But just at that moment a rather rat like man disapparated into the living room. He spoke in a shrill and a nervous voice. 'Master! M-master! The P-potters I f-f-found them s-sir and the boy too! They are a-all there master.' Voldemort turned and said very calmly as if he hadn't just tortured someone to death 'Very well I will be there in a second.' He stared at Camillo like he was contemplating whether to kill her or not. He seemed to reach a conclusion when he turned to walk out of the door. But as he passed her he muttered 'Crucio.' Camillo fell to the floor and screamed. It was like nothing she had ever went through before, it was pain beyond measure. She wanted to die, above all else she wanted death. But as soon as it had started it stopped.
Camillo did not waist anytime, she ran to her mother's side and held her cold hand in hers. All she could manage to say between sobs was 'I love you.'
Chapter 1 Voldemort
The dark street had an eerie esscence about it as Camillo walked down the dimly lit alleyway. Something wasn't right she could feel it. She started walking faster, now at a slight jog. Her mother's house was just a few feet away. As she reached the door she knew that something was wrong. The door was unlocked, it was always locked! As she opened the door her heart began to race. She stepped into the dark house and felt a cool breeze on her face.
She called out for her mother 'Mom? Mom are you here?' there was no answer. Something drew her attention to the door on her left which lead to the living room. She stepped through it and immediately a green light filled the room.
Beside the sofa her mother was kneeling down crying begging for mercy. In front of her stood a tall haunting figure dressed in a black cloack. He turned to face Camillo and as he did Camillo let out a small wimper. He had a chalk white face with slits for nostrils and his eyes were bright red. He spoke in a cold dark manner 'Glad you could come for the show it's just about to start.'
Camillo knew that this man could only be Lord Voldemort. The one wizard that everybody feared muggle and wizards alike. She could only guess what he was going to do to her mother.
Being only nine she did not yet have a wand but that did not stop her. She ran at Voldemort fists clenched. But he was to fast. He pointed his wand at her and shouted 'Imobulis!'
Camillo was stuck in a midrun, her muscles were stuck in one position she could not move. All she could do was stand there and watch her mother crying on the floor. Voldemort smiled and muttered 'That's better.'
He then turned to Camillo's mother. 'So, Ravati.' He began 'You thought you would try and defeat Lord Voldemort, the greatest wizard of all time? Haven't I told you before? All those who dare to defy Lord Voldemort shall fall.'
Camillo watched in horror as Voldemort raised his wand and cried 'Crucio!' Her mother screamed and lay on the floor clinging to the carpet. She was screaming to die. Camillo wanted to go to her, she wanted to help her but she couldn't. Voldemort raised his wand one more time and said 'Avada Kedavra' Camillo knew this as the killing curse. There was no way to stop it. Camillo watched as her mother's body went limp and fell to the floor. Souless.
Then Voldemort turned to Camillo and raised his wand. But just at that moment a rather rat like man disapparated into the living room. He spoke in a shrill and a nervous voice. 'Master! M-master! The P-potters I f-f-found them s-sir and the boy too! They are a-all there master.' Voldemort turned and said very calmly as if he hadn't just tortured someone to death 'Very well I will be there in a second.' He stared at Camillo like he was contemplating whether to kill her or not. He seemed to reach a conclusion when he turned to walk out of the door. But as he passed her he muttered 'Crucio.' Camillo fell to the floor and screamed. It was like nothing she had ever went through before, it was pain beyond measure. She wanted to die, above all else she wanted death. But as soon as it had started it stopped.
Camillo did not waist anytime, she ran to her mother's side and held her cold hand in hers. All she could manage to say between sobs was 'I love you.'
