I Do Not Own Harry Potter.
Lucius went back to the little cottage outside of Hogsmeade. He'd taken his time to get there. The last thing Lucius needed was to have people suspect that something was wrong with old man Millroyce. He put the flask he carried at his hip on the table, he'd not be needing to take any more of that damnable Polyjuice Potion. He waited the twenty minutes he had left for his hour to be up. Lucius breathed a sigh of relief when he felt his old body again. He smoothed down his long blonde locks and walked to the fireplace.
He swirled to the secluded old manor house in Wales and stepped out of the fireplace. Lucius moved towards the light that appeared under a nearby doorway. He knocked and entered after the door opened of its own accord.
"Have you good news, Lucius?" asked the cold voice attached to the body in the chair.
"Yes, My Lord." Lucius walked closer to the desk.
"Well? Where is she? Where is my bride?"
"She's left Hogwarts," said Lucius.
"Left Hogwarts? I thought I told you to follow her! Why are you here?!" shouted Voldemort. He had turned in the chair and now stood facing his servant.
Lucius bowed his head and continued his story. "There is only one place that she would go to. The only place she really has to go."
"She's gone to the Manor," said Lord Voldemort.
"Yes, My Lord. Would you like to call the Eaters?" Lucius held out his left arm and exposed the Mark on his forearm.
"Yes," said the Dark Lord. He touched his wand to Lucius' arm and saw it glow green. "They will be here soon. I will have my bride. Do you have all the preparations?" He smiled at Lucius' nod.
"I will have my bride tonight, Lucius. Imagine, my loyal servant, a Paeanis, in my service."
"Paeanis, My Lord?" asked Lucius.
"A healer, you fool. They have many names. Panacea was a plant that was believed to cure all illnesses; witches and wizards who had the gift of healing in the ancient days would eat that plant to receive its energy. They are called Navitas Integrata most commonly, but there are other very ancient names that have been almost lost as well. Vigore Medicinus, Adverta Succus, just to name a couple. Her gifts are hereditary; my offspring will be powerful beyond imagination. Her powers and mine will combine to form the most powerful witches and wizards in the history of the wizarding race."
"It is a glorious plan, My Lord," said Lucius.
"Yes, it is and I have you to thank for it," said the Dark Lord. He turned his face towards Lucius. "I expect that your son will be entering my service, even though his intended is now to be my bride?"
"Of course, My Lord. Draco knows that sacrifices must be made for the betterment of our world."
"And your wife? She has not been very supportive of my followers,"
"Narcissa will come around, My Lord. I will see to it myself."
There was a knock at the door and it opened once again. Some fifteen Death Eaters came into the room and stood in formation before their Lord. Lucius joined them and they waited anxiously for the order of events.
"My dear servants. Tonight you will be part of the next phase of my plan to cleanse our world. You will be going to Nocturino Manor and returning my bride to me. Severa Nocturino is, at this moment, safe in her home. You will find her and bring her back to me, alive and well. She is not to be harmed in any way. You are free to use any spell that will help her cooperate with you, but no harm is to come to her. I expect you will have no problem."
The Death Eaters bowed before their Lord and left the room. They all mounted their brooms without pause and headed towards the East and Eva's unsuspecting home.
Some notes:
Paeanis - (pay-aw-neess) comes from the plant panacea, which really was thought to cure all ills.
Vigore Medicinus - energy or force (vigore is also the root for vigor) healer (Medicinus is the root for medicine, as you can probably tell)
Adverta Succus - succus is juice or sap; a draught, flavor, taste. adverta is to turn something towards (in this case healing)