A/N: thank you for the review, drupadi! (huggin you). I am sorry I can't update sooner I got lazy fingers. Sorry.

P.S. one final word. REVIEW!

Disclaimer: old drill. Everything it not mine take it if you want it.( I am sorry if I nicked some from you. But I don't know )

NOW, HERE Is THE STORY.

They kneeled right after they appeared in front of terror itself- voldemort and kissed his foot lightly. He looked nicer than he did when he first resurrected, which was a snaky looking imp with gray skin that needed ironing, but after he got his full power back he looked more like a human, an elegant, powerful, evil sadist. Actually, he some what resembled Snape a bit with pale skin and black hair, but he looked much more sinister and scary, with the mad gleam in his eye and the smile that says 'I am happy with you as long as you suffer a lot'.

"My lord." They said at the same time in a voice that says " I am your loyal servant" at least Voldemort thinks so. What they are trying to say is that 'I want kill you right now but I have to act like your servant."

"Ah, my loyal servants, do stand up." Voldemort said, satisfied. He looked at his destroyers, Draco and Ron. Those two did the more damage to the ministry than all village raid add up, while village raid hurt the outside structure, they tries to destroy the heart. They are cunning, ruthless and most of them all, they are loyal, take orders without questions but the knowing of their master wanted them to do it. The fact that potter's best friend is his always put a smile on his face.

"yes, master.'

"crucio!" he love the way those two scream. It is so beautiful.

He took the spell of and they took their place, right after malfoy senior and someone they still don't know and before Snape.

"since everyone here, I want you to see someone." Voldemort said and gestured wormtail to bring a handcuffed man out. When Draco got a good look he realized it is Holiwell, Timothy Holiwell, One of theirs, they only seen his face once, when they were reporting to Swink, head of the unmentionables. They introduced to each other, before that he was just one of the D.Es.

The man stared defiantly at voldemort, not without fear, but definitely defiantly. " You bustard!" he spat.

"now, timothy, it is not the way to talk to your master, Sliencio." And then turned to the D.Es and said, " we shall teach him how unwise he is on betraying me. "you first, lucius, I want is to be creative."

"yes, m'lord, seprationio." Draco tried to not be sick when a part of the man's skin came of him. He could hear Ron trying to stop himself from puking.

"Ah, quite nice work lucius"

"Thank you, sir." And he stood back to his place.

Draco vaguely remembered the D.E. throwing the curses but that was it, the brain know what it should remember and what it shouldn't. He think ron heal Holiwell a bit in hopes a big ministry raid that wouldn't happen.

                         ***********************

"explain your self." Voldemort said coldly after ron set a healing charm on him, one of those really strong, fast ones. You could see the wounds healing.

"forgive me, m'lord, but I don't think it would much of teaching if the learner is to weak to feel it." Ron said in a smooth voice, while think it is how stupid of him to hope Holiwell might be saved; now he is in trouble with the dark lord.

"ah, well thought, Weasley." Voldemort smiled and Ron, which made the hair on Ron's back stand up.

Voldemort 'is' really pleased with Ron, though, 'such a mind' he thought.

Ron watched the whole thing with horror, and at the back of his mind he realized his robe is bloodied again.

"Now, I think our timothy has learnt his lesson. Everyone dismissed." Voldemort waved his hand and then there was the choruses of 'yes my lord' and they disappear one after another. They waited until Voldemort said, " I hope you do get the result I wanted." And a portkey appeared in front of them.

"Of course, master." And they disappeared.

They came to a house some where in Hunit Ally and went inside. Ron didn't actually feel any thing when they kill the young man, oh, he was smart enough to know if he did let it in he'd be on the floor crying and screaming. 

He went home, and let Draco did the reporting since he did the killing. He did not have enough energy to do a show and tell. Ron fell on the bed with his mask on.

*******************

"hello,draco." Joshua hunt said, eyeing draco with concern.

" I am fine." Draco said, irritated, 'why is he always looking at me like that?' thought Draco.

"so, what happened at…..er…… you know." Hunt said, feeling a bit uncomfortable, he don't usually do questioning, just category the information and datas don't usually have any feeling.

A/N: I am sorry to cut you of like this but I want to start another new chapter. Sorry.