REVENGE IS SWEET: The second sign
After the unintended failure of the attack on the House of Commons, Voldermont was angry, scared and anxious. He lost fifty Deatheaters at the hand of a mysterious attacker. He was calling out for his supporters for another attack on the muggles.
"LUCIUS," he shouted for Malfoy. Lucius quickly ran to his master's calling and bow to him. Voldermont was angry at Lucius.
"My lord, I am here, what can I do for you," Lucius said nervously.
"It's your fault that I lost alt of my supporters, Crucio," he cast the Cruciatus Curse. Lucius was kneeling in pain. "Wormtail," he called out his other servant.
"Yes master," Wormtail reacted quickly to his call.
"Gather Crabbe's troops and Goyle's troop, we will be attacking a muggle neighbourhood, go now," he ordered.
"Yes master, right away sir," he ran out of the room. Voldermont was gritting his teeth, hoping that nothing could go wrong.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts, Hermione was having her breakfast and reading the Daily Prophet at the same time. Her attention was on last week's news.
VOLDERMONT SCARED, BRITISH LEADERS THANKED DUMBLEDORE.
It was not Dumbledore who save leaders but someone really powerful than Voldermont. She put down the paper and thought of the late Harry Potter. She thought of how Harry would react to this incident. 'I comeback' the words that buried in her mind. Who came back and who made Voldy scares easily?
Ron, Neville, Dean, Parvati and other of her friends joined her eating. "I hope what ever happened last week happen again," said Ron eating a piece of Bacon.
"Yeah and we don't have to face You_Know_Who," said Dean.
"Or just call him Voldy," Hermione said angrily making everyone flinched at her words.
"Hermione, calm down," Ron told her. She breathed in and out and looked at all of them. "Feeling better," Ron said caringly.
"Thanks, I just miss Harry a lot, that's all," she said straightening her hair. Pushing away her bangs and said, "I wish to see him again."
The table went quiet. "We all want to see him again," Ron said looking at the ceiling. Then the door burst opened, Ernie MacMillian came in the Great Hall with urgent news. "Bad news, You_Know_Who is making his way to Fleetwood Close south of London, Dumbledore wants us there A.S.A.P," he said quickly. All of them ate quickly and ran out of the Great Hall.
Near Fleetwood Close, Voldermont confronted his two supporters, Crabbe and Goyle along with their troops. He was highly dependent on this two because the never failed any mission that he gave them. The sky was dark fitting for their mission.
"Lucius fail me so I don't want any failures from you two, the Rock and Boulder of Deatheaters," he called their nickname.
"Yes sir," both of them responded to him.
"Let's go killed some muggles," shouted Crabbe as his troops started to move towards the quiet neighbourhood of Fleetwood Close followed by Goyle's troop and Voldermont.
As they reached there, Dumbledore and his young Aurors waited for them already. Voldermont felt a dejavu from seeing Dumbledore. "You're here too; I see you will use the mysterious attacker that everyone's talking about," Voldermont said in mocked manner.
"I don't know what you are talking about Tom," Dumbledore said calmly.
Voldermont was irritated by Dumbledore's words, "Albus, I know you are hiding something."
"I am not hiding anything," Dumbledore exclaimed.
Voldermont was about to say something but he was interrupted by a young man appearing in the middle of them. "He is not hiding anything Voldy," said Hans, grinning widely at Voldermont.
"Who are you infidel?" Voldermont asked.
"If you're looking for someone who is hiding something, you should ask me," Hans said gleefully. Voldermont was taken aback by Hans' words.
"You? Are you the one behind my failed attack on the British leaders?" Voldermont asked with a curious tone.
"Maybe yes, maybe not," Hans said with a cheeky tone. "But last week was one of the best thing I have ever witness in my life," Hans laughed hard.
"Witness? Are you telling me that you're not responsible for killing my men," Voldermont said angrily.
"That's un-voldy of you, caring for your men," Hans said, mocking Voldermont's pride.
Hermione looked at Voldermont's aggravated face and looked at the young man she did not recognized. His hands were motioning Dumbledore to back off. Dumbledore did just that and back away a little.
"Hey, I got to go but before that, here's a present from a friend of yours, Voldy," said Hans. Hans disappeared as Voldermont was casting a killing curse to kill Hans. He did not cast it as the dark sky became very dark and the same light appeared. This time followed by sound of a bell. The sound of the bell pause for a moment then another sound was heard and repeated again and again. The bell sounded like someone was dead. The bell sound followed by a song of the dead. Voldermont was scared and looked at the light. The bell was already enough to scare him.
There was writing in the light just like before.
THOSE WHO SUPPORTED THE DARKSIDE WILL PAY THE CONSEQUENCES BY DEATH.
Voldermont's supporters began to walk back slowly. Voldermont ordered them to stay but something horrifying happening to his main men. Crabbe and Goyle began to burn. They screamed for Voldermont's help. They went near him but Voldermont just killed them with the Killing Curse. Crabbe and Goyle lied on the ground, burning to crisp.
"Retreat," Voldermont ordered in a sad tone. He looked at Dumbledore in a cold glare and walked away. The young Aurors cheered for victory again thanks to the mysterious helper.
Hermione looked at Crabbe and Goyle's burned bodies. 'They deserved to die like this after what they did to Little Willow,' she thought of a small muggle that the two men destroyed. She looked at the sky. The dark clouds were gone as crystal clear sky can be seen. She stood alone away from the cheering Aurors, smiling widely for someone.
Unknown to them, Hans Nesbett did not disappear from the scene. He was very near to them in a house looking through a window with another person.
"Combustion Curse, an excellent choice of spell to the two men that burned a village," Hans said in his cheeky manner. The other person just looked at the girl in the middle of the street. Hans noticed his gazing. "Pretty girl, a crush, huh," Hans said, smirking at the person.
The person just nodded. "Don't worry, the next act will be the front page of the Daily Prophets," Hans said.
End of Chapter 2... Inspired by The Return of The Deadman. WXX.
After the unintended failure of the attack on the House of Commons, Voldermont was angry, scared and anxious. He lost fifty Deatheaters at the hand of a mysterious attacker. He was calling out for his supporters for another attack on the muggles.
"LUCIUS," he shouted for Malfoy. Lucius quickly ran to his master's calling and bow to him. Voldermont was angry at Lucius.
"My lord, I am here, what can I do for you," Lucius said nervously.
"It's your fault that I lost alt of my supporters, Crucio," he cast the Cruciatus Curse. Lucius was kneeling in pain. "Wormtail," he called out his other servant.
"Yes master," Wormtail reacted quickly to his call.
"Gather Crabbe's troops and Goyle's troop, we will be attacking a muggle neighbourhood, go now," he ordered.
"Yes master, right away sir," he ran out of the room. Voldermont was gritting his teeth, hoping that nothing could go wrong.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts, Hermione was having her breakfast and reading the Daily Prophet at the same time. Her attention was on last week's news.
VOLDERMONT SCARED, BRITISH LEADERS THANKED DUMBLEDORE.
It was not Dumbledore who save leaders but someone really powerful than Voldermont. She put down the paper and thought of the late Harry Potter. She thought of how Harry would react to this incident. 'I comeback' the words that buried in her mind. Who came back and who made Voldy scares easily?
Ron, Neville, Dean, Parvati and other of her friends joined her eating. "I hope what ever happened last week happen again," said Ron eating a piece of Bacon.
"Yeah and we don't have to face You_Know_Who," said Dean.
"Or just call him Voldy," Hermione said angrily making everyone flinched at her words.
"Hermione, calm down," Ron told her. She breathed in and out and looked at all of them. "Feeling better," Ron said caringly.
"Thanks, I just miss Harry a lot, that's all," she said straightening her hair. Pushing away her bangs and said, "I wish to see him again."
The table went quiet. "We all want to see him again," Ron said looking at the ceiling. Then the door burst opened, Ernie MacMillian came in the Great Hall with urgent news. "Bad news, You_Know_Who is making his way to Fleetwood Close south of London, Dumbledore wants us there A.S.A.P," he said quickly. All of them ate quickly and ran out of the Great Hall.
Near Fleetwood Close, Voldermont confronted his two supporters, Crabbe and Goyle along with their troops. He was highly dependent on this two because the never failed any mission that he gave them. The sky was dark fitting for their mission.
"Lucius fail me so I don't want any failures from you two, the Rock and Boulder of Deatheaters," he called their nickname.
"Yes sir," both of them responded to him.
"Let's go killed some muggles," shouted Crabbe as his troops started to move towards the quiet neighbourhood of Fleetwood Close followed by Goyle's troop and Voldermont.
As they reached there, Dumbledore and his young Aurors waited for them already. Voldermont felt a dejavu from seeing Dumbledore. "You're here too; I see you will use the mysterious attacker that everyone's talking about," Voldermont said in mocked manner.
"I don't know what you are talking about Tom," Dumbledore said calmly.
Voldermont was irritated by Dumbledore's words, "Albus, I know you are hiding something."
"I am not hiding anything," Dumbledore exclaimed.
Voldermont was about to say something but he was interrupted by a young man appearing in the middle of them. "He is not hiding anything Voldy," said Hans, grinning widely at Voldermont.
"Who are you infidel?" Voldermont asked.
"If you're looking for someone who is hiding something, you should ask me," Hans said gleefully. Voldermont was taken aback by Hans' words.
"You? Are you the one behind my failed attack on the British leaders?" Voldermont asked with a curious tone.
"Maybe yes, maybe not," Hans said with a cheeky tone. "But last week was one of the best thing I have ever witness in my life," Hans laughed hard.
"Witness? Are you telling me that you're not responsible for killing my men," Voldermont said angrily.
"That's un-voldy of you, caring for your men," Hans said, mocking Voldermont's pride.
Hermione looked at Voldermont's aggravated face and looked at the young man she did not recognized. His hands were motioning Dumbledore to back off. Dumbledore did just that and back away a little.
"Hey, I got to go but before that, here's a present from a friend of yours, Voldy," said Hans. Hans disappeared as Voldermont was casting a killing curse to kill Hans. He did not cast it as the dark sky became very dark and the same light appeared. This time followed by sound of a bell. The sound of the bell pause for a moment then another sound was heard and repeated again and again. The bell sounded like someone was dead. The bell sound followed by a song of the dead. Voldermont was scared and looked at the light. The bell was already enough to scare him.
There was writing in the light just like before.
THOSE WHO SUPPORTED THE DARKSIDE WILL PAY THE CONSEQUENCES BY DEATH.
Voldermont's supporters began to walk back slowly. Voldermont ordered them to stay but something horrifying happening to his main men. Crabbe and Goyle began to burn. They screamed for Voldermont's help. They went near him but Voldermont just killed them with the Killing Curse. Crabbe and Goyle lied on the ground, burning to crisp.
"Retreat," Voldermont ordered in a sad tone. He looked at Dumbledore in a cold glare and walked away. The young Aurors cheered for victory again thanks to the mysterious helper.
Hermione looked at Crabbe and Goyle's burned bodies. 'They deserved to die like this after what they did to Little Willow,' she thought of a small muggle that the two men destroyed. She looked at the sky. The dark clouds were gone as crystal clear sky can be seen. She stood alone away from the cheering Aurors, smiling widely for someone.
Unknown to them, Hans Nesbett did not disappear from the scene. He was very near to them in a house looking through a window with another person.
"Combustion Curse, an excellent choice of spell to the two men that burned a village," Hans said in his cheeky manner. The other person just looked at the girl in the middle of the street. Hans noticed his gazing. "Pretty girl, a crush, huh," Hans said, smirking at the person.
The person just nodded. "Don't worry, the next act will be the front page of the Daily Prophets," Hans said.
End of Chapter 2... Inspired by The Return of The Deadman. WXX.