Chapter Two The Death Eaters Meeting
Shade jumped back, clutching her chest in fright. Her heart hammered in her ears. She breathed heavily and cautiously slipped on her cloak before fastening a brooch in the shape of a dragon. She put her wand in her pocket and headed towards the door.
'Lumos' she whispered. Her wand flared up in a white brilliance before going subtler. She glanced around to make sure no one was awake before advancing on the narrow passageway. She got to the heavy door in quick succession. Her mind suddenly went through all the reasons why this was a bad idea and why she could have much more easily slept.
'No!' she told herself. 'I can't resign myself to being a coward! I can't not go either. My Lord will surely kill me anyway!' She proceeded to slap herself when a hand grabbed her wrist.
'He's waiting' came a smooth male voice from behind her. He was so close to her ear, his body pressed against hers. She felt her heart pound with lust. She turned around to see a young man a few years older than her. He had brown hair and deep green eyes.
'Nicholas' she whispered, as though saying his name was more deadly than a wand in the wrong hands.
'Sere' he purred back. He led her up the winding staircase until they came to the common room.
'How are we getting there?' Shade asked. The moonlight coming in from the windows shadowed her eyes and made her lips look silver. Her long black hair shimmered for a second. Nicholas gave a small smile before glancing outside.
'We're not' he whispered. Shade felt her heart flicker. Every single muscle in her body wanted to move towards him. She longed to kiss him, make love to him, do everything she ever could, but orders from her master held her back.
"No relationships can get in the way of Evil. For love is its only cure. You can only share love for me." Those were his exact words. Nicholas felt the same way about Sere. He was the only one, aside from the Headmaster, in Hogwarts who knew her real name. She was better, to him, than any other woman on earth. Whenever he saw her he felt his heart almost burst. They never said anything of their feelings but touched each other. They would press close to each other or bump into each other. Shade might sit next to him or they might be pressed together in a crowd. It was the only excusable and intimate contact they had.
'He's here?' she asked, excitement building in her.
'On the outskirts,' Nicholas replied. 'We're taking brooms to the lake and from there we'll take the boats.' Shade clenched her fists tightly to get a grip of herself. She shook violently for a few seconds before relaxing.
'Accio Firebolt' they said in unison.
The two young Death Eaters arrived at the lakes' edge quickly. A little black rowing boat was tied up to a birch tree. Shade climbed in first and left Nicholas undo the raft before climbing in. She cast a repelling charm quickly, making the boat sail at a reasonable speed towards the black shore.
'Nicholas, I-' she started. Nicholas pressed his fingers on her lips. He bent forwards and kissed the barrier.
'We must honour our Lord's rules' he said. Shade felt herself melt inside. She was filled with so much passion and lust it killed her that they had to break everything to obey the Dark Lord.
'If he falls, may he never, I will enjoy the day I finally get to fuck you' Shade said. Nicholas gave her an attractive smile. She felt her heart flow.
The boat stopped on the black shores of the lake. Nicholas tossed the thick rope out to the bank. It was caught by several black figures who pulled them in and tied it up to an iron ring protruding from the ground. 'He is waiting for you both' came an almost prophesizing voice. Shade bowed and pulled her black cloak over her head to shield her eyes. They were led by two other Death Eaters to a tent set up further inland. The tent was black, to blend in with the night. Two men stood either side of the entrance.
'Nicholas and Sere, eh?' came a familiar voice.
'Avery' Nicholas murmured.
'He has a new task for you' Avery informed. Nicholas gulped and took a brave step into the tent, Shade held tightly in his hand. Two red eyes stared at them from the gloom as they entered. Nagini twisted around their ankles and hissed as the makeshift door closed.
'Nicholas Lestrange' came a cruel high-pitched voice. Nicholas bowed his head.
'Yes, my master?' he replied.
'You are young, and a good servant. I admire your courage to speak with me. You have the greater privilege of a far less difficult task than raising young Sere' Voldemort said. Nicholas bowed again.
'Thank you, my Lord. It has been my honour' he said. There was a moment's pause before Voldemort spoke again.
'And Sere, has Nicholas treated you rightly?' he asked. Shade gave a smile. Voldemort had treated her as he would his own child. After killing hers he gave her to Bellatrix Lestrange, but gave her very special privileges. Shade never knew her real surname but served as long as it was what people addressed her by. Even if it was only temporary.
'He has, my Lord' she replied. Even she was afraid of Voldemort. He haunted her footsteps. When she was praised, he appeared in her dreams.
'Well, I have a job for you both and I feel you both might like it. You see, my members are growing. In fact, we have over two hundred Death Eaters and several thousand followers. But, I need a strong family back' he said.
'The Malfoys, my Lord?' Sere asked.
'Yes...' Voldemort hissed. 'Young Pandemonium Malfoy is the last, after his father was betrothed to the Weasleys youngest. I have been led to believe that he was forced into the marriage on his father's reputation. Lucius needed to get his son somewhere in the future. Draco would have no future in his dealings with me if he couldn't get an undercover job in the ministry. I suppose it was for the best. But we need Pandemonium! You must bring him to me by the next full moon. The Second War will end soon and Harry Potter will be remembered as the fool who thought he could destroy Lord VOLDEMORT!'
'Yes sir!' Nicholas and Sere said in unison.
'You must bring him to me. I want you, Nicholas, to befriend him, do anything to get him here. Sere, I want you to make him lust after you as you do Nicholas. For all I care, fuck him, make love potions, and seduce him with everything you've got. Just get him here. If you bring him to me then I will grant you the freedom you want to get married and have billions of children' Voldemort said.
'You swear?' Nicholas asked.
'Only if you bring him to me' Voldemort purred.
'Thank you, master! You are very generous!' Shade cried. They both bowed and stepped out of the tent. Shade flung her arms around Nicholas and embraced him in a hug. She longed to kiss him but resisted.
They went back down to the boat and climbed in.
'Good luck' came a whisper from one of the Death Eaters.
Shade jumped back, clutching her chest in fright. Her heart hammered in her ears. She breathed heavily and cautiously slipped on her cloak before fastening a brooch in the shape of a dragon. She put her wand in her pocket and headed towards the door.
'Lumos' she whispered. Her wand flared up in a white brilliance before going subtler. She glanced around to make sure no one was awake before advancing on the narrow passageway. She got to the heavy door in quick succession. Her mind suddenly went through all the reasons why this was a bad idea and why she could have much more easily slept.
'No!' she told herself. 'I can't resign myself to being a coward! I can't not go either. My Lord will surely kill me anyway!' She proceeded to slap herself when a hand grabbed her wrist.
'He's waiting' came a smooth male voice from behind her. He was so close to her ear, his body pressed against hers. She felt her heart pound with lust. She turned around to see a young man a few years older than her. He had brown hair and deep green eyes.
'Nicholas' she whispered, as though saying his name was more deadly than a wand in the wrong hands.
'Sere' he purred back. He led her up the winding staircase until they came to the common room.
'How are we getting there?' Shade asked. The moonlight coming in from the windows shadowed her eyes and made her lips look silver. Her long black hair shimmered for a second. Nicholas gave a small smile before glancing outside.
'We're not' he whispered. Shade felt her heart flicker. Every single muscle in her body wanted to move towards him. She longed to kiss him, make love to him, do everything she ever could, but orders from her master held her back.
"No relationships can get in the way of Evil. For love is its only cure. You can only share love for me." Those were his exact words. Nicholas felt the same way about Sere. He was the only one, aside from the Headmaster, in Hogwarts who knew her real name. She was better, to him, than any other woman on earth. Whenever he saw her he felt his heart almost burst. They never said anything of their feelings but touched each other. They would press close to each other or bump into each other. Shade might sit next to him or they might be pressed together in a crowd. It was the only excusable and intimate contact they had.
'He's here?' she asked, excitement building in her.
'On the outskirts,' Nicholas replied. 'We're taking brooms to the lake and from there we'll take the boats.' Shade clenched her fists tightly to get a grip of herself. She shook violently for a few seconds before relaxing.
'Accio Firebolt' they said in unison.
The two young Death Eaters arrived at the lakes' edge quickly. A little black rowing boat was tied up to a birch tree. Shade climbed in first and left Nicholas undo the raft before climbing in. She cast a repelling charm quickly, making the boat sail at a reasonable speed towards the black shore.
'Nicholas, I-' she started. Nicholas pressed his fingers on her lips. He bent forwards and kissed the barrier.
'We must honour our Lord's rules' he said. Shade felt herself melt inside. She was filled with so much passion and lust it killed her that they had to break everything to obey the Dark Lord.
'If he falls, may he never, I will enjoy the day I finally get to fuck you' Shade said. Nicholas gave her an attractive smile. She felt her heart flow.
The boat stopped on the black shores of the lake. Nicholas tossed the thick rope out to the bank. It was caught by several black figures who pulled them in and tied it up to an iron ring protruding from the ground. 'He is waiting for you both' came an almost prophesizing voice. Shade bowed and pulled her black cloak over her head to shield her eyes. They were led by two other Death Eaters to a tent set up further inland. The tent was black, to blend in with the night. Two men stood either side of the entrance.
'Nicholas and Sere, eh?' came a familiar voice.
'Avery' Nicholas murmured.
'He has a new task for you' Avery informed. Nicholas gulped and took a brave step into the tent, Shade held tightly in his hand. Two red eyes stared at them from the gloom as they entered. Nagini twisted around their ankles and hissed as the makeshift door closed.
'Nicholas Lestrange' came a cruel high-pitched voice. Nicholas bowed his head.
'Yes, my master?' he replied.
'You are young, and a good servant. I admire your courage to speak with me. You have the greater privilege of a far less difficult task than raising young Sere' Voldemort said. Nicholas bowed again.
'Thank you, my Lord. It has been my honour' he said. There was a moment's pause before Voldemort spoke again.
'And Sere, has Nicholas treated you rightly?' he asked. Shade gave a smile. Voldemort had treated her as he would his own child. After killing hers he gave her to Bellatrix Lestrange, but gave her very special privileges. Shade never knew her real surname but served as long as it was what people addressed her by. Even if it was only temporary.
'He has, my Lord' she replied. Even she was afraid of Voldemort. He haunted her footsteps. When she was praised, he appeared in her dreams.
'Well, I have a job for you both and I feel you both might like it. You see, my members are growing. In fact, we have over two hundred Death Eaters and several thousand followers. But, I need a strong family back' he said.
'The Malfoys, my Lord?' Sere asked.
'Yes...' Voldemort hissed. 'Young Pandemonium Malfoy is the last, after his father was betrothed to the Weasleys youngest. I have been led to believe that he was forced into the marriage on his father's reputation. Lucius needed to get his son somewhere in the future. Draco would have no future in his dealings with me if he couldn't get an undercover job in the ministry. I suppose it was for the best. But we need Pandemonium! You must bring him to me by the next full moon. The Second War will end soon and Harry Potter will be remembered as the fool who thought he could destroy Lord VOLDEMORT!'
'Yes sir!' Nicholas and Sere said in unison.
'You must bring him to me. I want you, Nicholas, to befriend him, do anything to get him here. Sere, I want you to make him lust after you as you do Nicholas. For all I care, fuck him, make love potions, and seduce him with everything you've got. Just get him here. If you bring him to me then I will grant you the freedom you want to get married and have billions of children' Voldemort said.
'You swear?' Nicholas asked.
'Only if you bring him to me' Voldemort purred.
'Thank you, master! You are very generous!' Shade cried. They both bowed and stepped out of the tent. Shade flung her arms around Nicholas and embraced him in a hug. She longed to kiss him but resisted.
They went back down to the boat and climbed in.
'Good luck' came a whisper from one of the Death Eaters.