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Chapter 2 "I have decided that since Potter is such good friends with the Weasleys; we just might pay them a visit. From my sources, I have learned that the Weasleys will be at their home, the Burrow, to have some quality time with each other. "I wish for you to kill each of them that have direct link to Potter," Voldemort instructed quietly, but firmly. Draco nodded toward him thinking of the looks on all the Weasleys' faces before he killed them without mercy. He also started thinking of what his father would think of his accomplishment. "You also can do what you wish to the females of the Weasley family, Draco," Voldemort stated looking at him with a smirk across his thin pale face. "Just as long as you can kill the rest of them, I'll know where you devotion lies." Draco nodded slightly, "I'll be able to get the job done, my Lord. When shall I start?" Pettigrew looked at Draco with an amazed expression that Draco was actually asking when he should start. Draco glared at Pettigrew with a smug look on his face and turned back to Voldemort. "You can start tonight if you wish. They should all be home for the summer holidays," Voldemort confirmed watching them. Draco nodded then quickly looked at the object Voldemort was showing him. "This port key is for you to get there and back. You have an hour and a half. If you are not done by then and back here, I'll have Pettigrew kill them, then grab you, and come back since he is going with you to make sure you do the job. If you do not finish this, your consequences just might fall fatal. Pettigrew grinned wickedly as he nodded to Voldemort knowing his part in this mission. "I will serve you well my Lord if the boy does not succeed in this mission," Pettigrew drawled glaring at Draco. "The port key will not activate unless Pettigrew taps it with his wand. Therefore, you must be near him to get back here. I will send four other Death Eaters when they arrive here. They will help you as much as they can," the Dark Lord advised handing the port key to Pettigrew. "Now get out of my sight and don't disappoint me." Both Pettigrew and Draco nodded standing up and bowed to Voldemort before dismissing themselves from his presence. Pettigrew lead Draco to the vestibule at the front door. Grabbing their cloaks and putting them on, Draco touched the port key as Pettigrew held it out in his metal hand. Pettigrew quickly tapped the port key setting them off to the Weasleys' humble home. Draco appeared outside the Burrow with Pettigrew in a matter of minutes after using the port key. He looked around the dingy yard to the house that towered over him. The house had at least seven stories with at the most four to five chimneys. In addition, it was obvious that the Weasleys had added on to the house. Pettigrew quickly took Draco by the arm, pulling him on the ground as Ginny Weasley walked out looking furious. She stood ridged; arms crossed as she looked across the yard. "Kill her now boy, we can kill each of them one by one." Pettigrew paused as he glared at the red headed Weasley as three more figures came into view. Both Draco and Pettigrew knew these three. They were the Trio, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter. "I have a better plan, Pettigrew," muttered Draco as he crouched and sneaked across the yard behind the four talking figures quietly. Pettigrew quickly tried to grab Draco to tell him no, but failed. Draco walked around the house to one of the windows peering in slightly at the seven red headed figures inside. Fred and George Weasley stood shaking their heads as their mother rampaged about something that they obviously had done. Arthur, Bill, Charlie, and Percy sat conversing with each other quietly glancing every so often at the mother, Molly Weasley. Pettigrew lurked behind Draco and hissed into his ear: "What are you doing boy?" Draco smirked and looked at him with a supposed modest look. Pettigrew frowned inwardly at himself for the boy quietly moved around the corner without being noticed; Pettigrew quickly followed suit. "I'm going to kill these seven first.then the other four outside," he hissed back taking out his wand and pulling his hood up shadowing his face more. "Are you going to help or not?" he glanced at him raising an eyebrow. Pettigrew sighed frowning as he began thinking of the uncertainties of what would happen. After a moment of deciding he nodded pulling his good up more and gripped his wand tighter. As soon as Pettigrew pulled his hood up, four Death Eaters appeared with their hoods up around their heads and masks on and wands out. Draco motioned for them to follow him in. Draco opened the door, and quickly pointed his wand at the nearest person, which was Molly Weasley. "Avada Kedavra!" Draco bellowed, hearing the echo of the same curse being performed on each of the Weasleys. All of them screamed in agony for a minute before they fell to the ground dead. Draco looked at the seven bodies that were spread out across the floor. Their eyes were wide and blank as they stared up at the ceiling. He could hear the yelling as the other four came running to see what the screaming and yelling was. The smirks on his face only widen more.
Chapter 2 "I have decided that since Potter is such good friends with the Weasleys; we just might pay them a visit. From my sources, I have learned that the Weasleys will be at their home, the Burrow, to have some quality time with each other. "I wish for you to kill each of them that have direct link to Potter," Voldemort instructed quietly, but firmly. Draco nodded toward him thinking of the looks on all the Weasleys' faces before he killed them without mercy. He also started thinking of what his father would think of his accomplishment. "You also can do what you wish to the females of the Weasley family, Draco," Voldemort stated looking at him with a smirk across his thin pale face. "Just as long as you can kill the rest of them, I'll know where you devotion lies." Draco nodded slightly, "I'll be able to get the job done, my Lord. When shall I start?" Pettigrew looked at Draco with an amazed expression that Draco was actually asking when he should start. Draco glared at Pettigrew with a smug look on his face and turned back to Voldemort. "You can start tonight if you wish. They should all be home for the summer holidays," Voldemort confirmed watching them. Draco nodded then quickly looked at the object Voldemort was showing him. "This port key is for you to get there and back. You have an hour and a half. If you are not done by then and back here, I'll have Pettigrew kill them, then grab you, and come back since he is going with you to make sure you do the job. If you do not finish this, your consequences just might fall fatal. Pettigrew grinned wickedly as he nodded to Voldemort knowing his part in this mission. "I will serve you well my Lord if the boy does not succeed in this mission," Pettigrew drawled glaring at Draco. "The port key will not activate unless Pettigrew taps it with his wand. Therefore, you must be near him to get back here. I will send four other Death Eaters when they arrive here. They will help you as much as they can," the Dark Lord advised handing the port key to Pettigrew. "Now get out of my sight and don't disappoint me." Both Pettigrew and Draco nodded standing up and bowed to Voldemort before dismissing themselves from his presence. Pettigrew lead Draco to the vestibule at the front door. Grabbing their cloaks and putting them on, Draco touched the port key as Pettigrew held it out in his metal hand. Pettigrew quickly tapped the port key setting them off to the Weasleys' humble home. Draco appeared outside the Burrow with Pettigrew in a matter of minutes after using the port key. He looked around the dingy yard to the house that towered over him. The house had at least seven stories with at the most four to five chimneys. In addition, it was obvious that the Weasleys had added on to the house. Pettigrew quickly took Draco by the arm, pulling him on the ground as Ginny Weasley walked out looking furious. She stood ridged; arms crossed as she looked across the yard. "Kill her now boy, we can kill each of them one by one." Pettigrew paused as he glared at the red headed Weasley as three more figures came into view. Both Draco and Pettigrew knew these three. They were the Trio, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter. "I have a better plan, Pettigrew," muttered Draco as he crouched and sneaked across the yard behind the four talking figures quietly. Pettigrew quickly tried to grab Draco to tell him no, but failed. Draco walked around the house to one of the windows peering in slightly at the seven red headed figures inside. Fred and George Weasley stood shaking their heads as their mother rampaged about something that they obviously had done. Arthur, Bill, Charlie, and Percy sat conversing with each other quietly glancing every so often at the mother, Molly Weasley. Pettigrew lurked behind Draco and hissed into his ear: "What are you doing boy?" Draco smirked and looked at him with a supposed modest look. Pettigrew frowned inwardly at himself for the boy quietly moved around the corner without being noticed; Pettigrew quickly followed suit. "I'm going to kill these seven first.then the other four outside," he hissed back taking out his wand and pulling his hood up shadowing his face more. "Are you going to help or not?" he glanced at him raising an eyebrow. Pettigrew sighed frowning as he began thinking of the uncertainties of what would happen. After a moment of deciding he nodded pulling his good up more and gripped his wand tighter. As soon as Pettigrew pulled his hood up, four Death Eaters appeared with their hoods up around their heads and masks on and wands out. Draco motioned for them to follow him in. Draco opened the door, and quickly pointed his wand at the nearest person, which was Molly Weasley. "Avada Kedavra!" Draco bellowed, hearing the echo of the same curse being performed on each of the Weasleys. All of them screamed in agony for a minute before they fell to the ground dead. Draco looked at the seven bodies that were spread out across the floor. Their eyes were wide and blank as they stared up at the ceiling. He could hear the yelling as the other four came running to see what the screaming and yelling was. The smirks on his face only widen more.
