Never in a Million Years
***I do not own any of the characters, they are all J. K. Rowling's except for Visco and Lilly Daisy.***
['....'] -- Thoughts
"...." -- Talking
Chapter 3- Lord Voldemort
"Malfoy!" Voldemort said as he paced in the dark halls of Malfoy Mansion.
"Malfoy!" He repeated as his green eyes pierced through the darkness of the house. As he passed portraits they followed him, wondering what he was doing in the house at this time of the morning. The portraits stared at Voldemort as he was getting angrier and angrier.
"Malfoy! Where are you?" With his wand, he started blowing up anything in his way. ['Malfoy always answers on the first call. There is something very wrong here.']
He looked up, "Where are you Malfoy, I have something important I need you to do!" He saw a white falcon with black and brown spots flying through a tall window. Casting shadows on the wall, the falcon flew onto Voldemort's shoulder. Voldemort untied the letter from the falcon's leg, and recognized the letter was from his son.
Opening the letter, he began to read:
Dear Father,
I hope you are well, and everything is going according to plan. Dumbledore did not say anything of interest during the welcoming feast tonight. It was just the usual, 'remember Lord Voldemort is still out there, so keep your eyes open and focus on your studies. I hope that he will be gone soon. Until then, I recommend caution to all.' Ha, I know no one can defeat you! [Voldemort went into an internal rage . . .'You failed to mention Potter!']
I was talking to Draco Malfoy and I found out some information that would greatly interest you. Lucis Malfoy is dead, he was killed by his own son Draco. ['This can't be true. Draco was so loyal to his father. Yet if Draco said it willingly then Lucis Malfoy is in fact dead.'] Also he told me who he is in love with. ['I don't care about this.'] I know you may not care but she could help you get to Draco. She is a mudblood. ['I will never have a mudblood helping me.'] Her name is Hermione Granger, she is a friend of Potter's. I truly hope you find all this information useful. ['Oh, I have.']
Your faithful son,
Visco Riddle
['How many times have I told that boy to not use that last name? He knows what I think of it.'] The name Riddle was the last name of Voldemort's muggle father, and he despised him and therefore the name.
Voldemort thought for a second. ['I must see if what Visco is saying is the truth.'] And with that, Voldemort marched into Lucis Malfoy's room. What he saw made his blood boil with anger.
In the darkness of the room lay Lucis Malfoy in his bed with his bed cloths still on. He was covered in blood. His eyes were still open with the glint of hatred and evil still in them. The shining sword of the Malfoy family stuck out of his heart. Lucis Malfoy was dead.
"Damn, that was my best deatheater. Draco you are going to pay for this." Voldemort paced the room. He made his decision.
He pressed a long finger on the darkmark on his left arm to call his deatheaters to Malfoy Mansion. In a few seconds the room was filled with the sound of deatheaters apparating. All of them moved forward slowly, got down on their knees and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes. They then stood up facing him, waiting to see why he called them at two thirty in the morning.
"See the truth before you. One of my deatheaters has been murdered. The war has begun. I will have my revenge!"
"Wormtail, gather ten deatheaters and on my signal attack Hogwarts. I want you to bring Draco to me alive. Do not kill him. If anyone stands in your way I want you to kill them, no matter who it is."
A short man stepped forward. He kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes, and stood up. "Yes master, Draco will be punished for this." With that, he left.
Turning to the remaining deatheaters Voldemort said, "I want you to burn the body of Lucis Malfoy. Then inform the rest of the deatheaters that did not come tonight of the murder."
Voldemort withdrew the sword from Lucis Malfoy's lifeless body and touched the dripping blood with his finger. "I will have my revenge, my friends!"
The remaining deatheaters got down on their knees and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes, and left, taking the body with them.
When Voldemort was by himself, he sat down at Lucis's desk. He found a piece of parchment and quill lying on the desk and started to write a letter back to his son, Visco.
Dear Visco,
Your information was in fact very useful. I will personally killed Draco for killing Lucis. He was my best deatheater. Why would he turn against me, I want to know this?
I have planned an attack on Hogwarts to get Draco, and you are going to help with it. Your job is to get Draco near the front doors. Then my deatheaters and I will do the rest. Be there at exactly 10 o'clock on the night of the 31st of October.
I have told you to many times, DO NOT use the last name Riddle. You are not to mention my muggle father's name in front of anyone, ok?
Your Father,
Voldemort
[' I will surprise you, my son, since I will be there myself. But, I don't want anyone to know.']
Voldemort sealed the letter, and tied it to Shadow's leg. "Go straight to Visco." He watched her fly out the window into the night sky. Voldemort wanted revenge on Draco, and was glad that Visco would help from inside Hogwarts.
But what Voldemort did not know was a person's mind could change. Even the mind of someone who he thought was on his side.
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I hope you liked this chapter. I'm really sorry that it is so late, I was really busy over the week.
Unolimbo and Don: I hope this answered your question about what really happened to Draco's father.
Also thank you BreakDancist, hell fire69, and katerpiller for reviewing.
~ Potter4prez and horselover
***I do not own any of the characters, they are all J. K. Rowling's except for Visco and Lilly Daisy.***
['....'] -- Thoughts
"...." -- Talking
Chapter 3- Lord Voldemort
"Malfoy!" Voldemort said as he paced in the dark halls of Malfoy Mansion.
"Malfoy!" He repeated as his green eyes pierced through the darkness of the house. As he passed portraits they followed him, wondering what he was doing in the house at this time of the morning. The portraits stared at Voldemort as he was getting angrier and angrier.
"Malfoy! Where are you?" With his wand, he started blowing up anything in his way. ['Malfoy always answers on the first call. There is something very wrong here.']
He looked up, "Where are you Malfoy, I have something important I need you to do!" He saw a white falcon with black and brown spots flying through a tall window. Casting shadows on the wall, the falcon flew onto Voldemort's shoulder. Voldemort untied the letter from the falcon's leg, and recognized the letter was from his son.
Opening the letter, he began to read:
Dear Father,
I hope you are well, and everything is going according to plan. Dumbledore did not say anything of interest during the welcoming feast tonight. It was just the usual, 'remember Lord Voldemort is still out there, so keep your eyes open and focus on your studies. I hope that he will be gone soon. Until then, I recommend caution to all.' Ha, I know no one can defeat you! [Voldemort went into an internal rage . . .'You failed to mention Potter!']
I was talking to Draco Malfoy and I found out some information that would greatly interest you. Lucis Malfoy is dead, he was killed by his own son Draco. ['This can't be true. Draco was so loyal to his father. Yet if Draco said it willingly then Lucis Malfoy is in fact dead.'] Also he told me who he is in love with. ['I don't care about this.'] I know you may not care but she could help you get to Draco. She is a mudblood. ['I will never have a mudblood helping me.'] Her name is Hermione Granger, she is a friend of Potter's. I truly hope you find all this information useful. ['Oh, I have.']
Your faithful son,
Visco Riddle
['How many times have I told that boy to not use that last name? He knows what I think of it.'] The name Riddle was the last name of Voldemort's muggle father, and he despised him and therefore the name.
Voldemort thought for a second. ['I must see if what Visco is saying is the truth.'] And with that, Voldemort marched into Lucis Malfoy's room. What he saw made his blood boil with anger.
In the darkness of the room lay Lucis Malfoy in his bed with his bed cloths still on. He was covered in blood. His eyes were still open with the glint of hatred and evil still in them. The shining sword of the Malfoy family stuck out of his heart. Lucis Malfoy was dead.
"Damn, that was my best deatheater. Draco you are going to pay for this." Voldemort paced the room. He made his decision.
He pressed a long finger on the darkmark on his left arm to call his deatheaters to Malfoy Mansion. In a few seconds the room was filled with the sound of deatheaters apparating. All of them moved forward slowly, got down on their knees and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes. They then stood up facing him, waiting to see why he called them at two thirty in the morning.
"See the truth before you. One of my deatheaters has been murdered. The war has begun. I will have my revenge!"
"Wormtail, gather ten deatheaters and on my signal attack Hogwarts. I want you to bring Draco to me alive. Do not kill him. If anyone stands in your way I want you to kill them, no matter who it is."
A short man stepped forward. He kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes, and stood up. "Yes master, Draco will be punished for this." With that, he left.
Turning to the remaining deatheaters Voldemort said, "I want you to burn the body of Lucis Malfoy. Then inform the rest of the deatheaters that did not come tonight of the murder."
Voldemort withdrew the sword from Lucis Malfoy's lifeless body and touched the dripping blood with his finger. "I will have my revenge, my friends!"
The remaining deatheaters got down on their knees and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes, and left, taking the body with them.
When Voldemort was by himself, he sat down at Lucis's desk. He found a piece of parchment and quill lying on the desk and started to write a letter back to his son, Visco.
Dear Visco,
Your information was in fact very useful. I will personally killed Draco for killing Lucis. He was my best deatheater. Why would he turn against me, I want to know this?
I have planned an attack on Hogwarts to get Draco, and you are going to help with it. Your job is to get Draco near the front doors. Then my deatheaters and I will do the rest. Be there at exactly 10 o'clock on the night of the 31st of October.
I have told you to many times, DO NOT use the last name Riddle. You are not to mention my muggle father's name in front of anyone, ok?
Your Father,
Voldemort
[' I will surprise you, my son, since I will be there myself. But, I don't want anyone to know.']
Voldemort sealed the letter, and tied it to Shadow's leg. "Go straight to Visco." He watched her fly out the window into the night sky. Voldemort wanted revenge on Draco, and was glad that Visco would help from inside Hogwarts.
But what Voldemort did not know was a person's mind could change. Even the mind of someone who he thought was on his side.
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I hope you liked this chapter. I'm really sorry that it is so late, I was really busy over the week.
Unolimbo and Don: I hope this answered your question about what really happened to Draco's father.
Also thank you BreakDancist, hell fire69, and katerpiller for reviewing.
~ Potter4prez and horselover