I don't own the Potter-verse just this story and some of the characters.
The sunlight crept through the window valiantly fighting off the lingering darkness of the night. It lit up the boy's room and might have wished it hadn't. This was the vision of a teen boys room gone horribly wrong. Where the pictures of sports teams and bands should have hung there were green banners emblazoned with a silver snake and in the center of a wall hung a large portrait of a man, or what used to be a man. The man glowered down upon the room, watching over the sleeping youth. The boy soon began to rouse as the sun hit his eyes. Michael got out of his bed and stood before the portrait on his wall. "I pledge allegiance to you my master, may your will be done". He held his hand out and then lowered his fist to his chest. The portrait nodded and returned the salute. Michael having fulfilled his morning ritual proceeded to get ready for the day. He donned a black uniform, and slowly, reverently, slid on the armband of the "Knights of the Order." The "Knights of the Order" was a group set up by the Dark Lord for the children of his followers not yet old enough to join his ranks. A sort of Officer Training for Pureblood children. Michael had joined the group in its first year to the immense pleasure of his parents. David had received a similar invitation but had said the groups meetings would interfere with his schoolwork. David had moved farther and farther away from his family as the Dark Lord had entwined them in his plans.
"Michael do you have to wear that uniform everywhere you go?" Michael gave David an unbelieving look, "of course I do it's a mark of honor" David shook his head with disgust. "What is so wrong with half bloods that you have to stamp them out like bugs anyway? David had made friends with half bloods at school and had changed his long held opinion. His brother stuck to the Slytherin crowd and never had a chance to get to know any non-pure bloods. Michael thought his brother was quizzing him on the Order and answered as he was taught, "Half bloods pollute Pure magical blood and seek to cheat, kill, and steal everything Pure bloods have gained." Knowing that his brother was lost he shook his head and walked out of the house. "Mom, Dad, I have to get to work I'll be back as soon as I can." David disapparated off to the Ministry of Magic, and Michael headed off to the woods for a meeting of the Order. The lawns were sunny and there was a breeze, Michael felt on top of the world as he arrived at the camp. The other "Knights" arrived over the next half hour and seated themselves around a roaring fire. It was a sunny day but these dark woods were eternally dark. The children conversed and sang songs they had learned in the Order. The roar of voices dropped to a whisper as a cloaked figure stepped into the light. The Knights stood up at once and saluted the figure. The figure pulled out her wand and the assembled started to pledge.
"We pledge allegiance to our Master, May his will be done in all things. May his might lead us to the crushing of mudbloods, and the restoration of Pure magical blood." The Witch bowed and receded back into the darkness. The Dark Lord then entered the circle to the delight of his Knights. "Pure Bloods, You are the future of the Magical World. Do you want it run by mud bloods?" The children enthusiastically shouted, "No !" "Do you want it run by those bumbling fools the Ministry of Magic?" The children repeated their answer. "Do you want to run your own future? "YES !!" The Dark Lord nodded and walked off into the darkness. The children then went on to finish their meeting and Michael walked with his friends back to the Manor.
The sunlight crept through the window valiantly fighting off the lingering darkness of the night. It lit up the boy's room and might have wished it hadn't. This was the vision of a teen boys room gone horribly wrong. Where the pictures of sports teams and bands should have hung there were green banners emblazoned with a silver snake and in the center of a wall hung a large portrait of a man, or what used to be a man. The man glowered down upon the room, watching over the sleeping youth. The boy soon began to rouse as the sun hit his eyes. Michael got out of his bed and stood before the portrait on his wall. "I pledge allegiance to you my master, may your will be done". He held his hand out and then lowered his fist to his chest. The portrait nodded and returned the salute. Michael having fulfilled his morning ritual proceeded to get ready for the day. He donned a black uniform, and slowly, reverently, slid on the armband of the "Knights of the Order." The "Knights of the Order" was a group set up by the Dark Lord for the children of his followers not yet old enough to join his ranks. A sort of Officer Training for Pureblood children. Michael had joined the group in its first year to the immense pleasure of his parents. David had received a similar invitation but had said the groups meetings would interfere with his schoolwork. David had moved farther and farther away from his family as the Dark Lord had entwined them in his plans.
"Michael do you have to wear that uniform everywhere you go?" Michael gave David an unbelieving look, "of course I do it's a mark of honor" David shook his head with disgust. "What is so wrong with half bloods that you have to stamp them out like bugs anyway? David had made friends with half bloods at school and had changed his long held opinion. His brother stuck to the Slytherin crowd and never had a chance to get to know any non-pure bloods. Michael thought his brother was quizzing him on the Order and answered as he was taught, "Half bloods pollute Pure magical blood and seek to cheat, kill, and steal everything Pure bloods have gained." Knowing that his brother was lost he shook his head and walked out of the house. "Mom, Dad, I have to get to work I'll be back as soon as I can." David disapparated off to the Ministry of Magic, and Michael headed off to the woods for a meeting of the Order. The lawns were sunny and there was a breeze, Michael felt on top of the world as he arrived at the camp. The other "Knights" arrived over the next half hour and seated themselves around a roaring fire. It was a sunny day but these dark woods were eternally dark. The children conversed and sang songs they had learned in the Order. The roar of voices dropped to a whisper as a cloaked figure stepped into the light. The Knights stood up at once and saluted the figure. The figure pulled out her wand and the assembled started to pledge.
"We pledge allegiance to our Master, May his will be done in all things. May his might lead us to the crushing of mudbloods, and the restoration of Pure magical blood." The Witch bowed and receded back into the darkness. The Dark Lord then entered the circle to the delight of his Knights. "Pure Bloods, You are the future of the Magical World. Do you want it run by mud bloods?" The children enthusiastically shouted, "No !" "Do you want it run by those bumbling fools the Ministry of Magic?" The children repeated their answer. "Do you want to run your own future? "YES !!" The Dark Lord nodded and walked off into the darkness. The children then went on to finish their meeting and Michael walked with his friends back to the Manor.