Disclaimer: This is here because I forgot to put one so sue me, actually don't but I DO NOT OWN HP OR ANYTHING HERE APART FROM WHAT I HAVE MADE UP AND THE PLOT AND THE PC I AM TYPING THIS ON. Seriously that's all I own. I can't even afford clothes sniff
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"DIE STUPID EVIL VIRUS MAKERS DIE!" yelled Severus Snape as he decapitated the last of the evil shampoo bottles of doom. He looked around to find himself alone then he decided to commit suicide, thus destroying that plane of reality and sending the narration back to the BSR plane.
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(Where the hell did that come from? Arghhhh a stupid cat has jumped up on me! Down! Bad kitty! Stupid fat lazy felines! Anyways onto the story! Oh and please review, the more reviews the quicker the update so if this gets no reviews the will be NO UPDATE, if I get one then I may think about writing a new chapter, 5 I will trey and make a quick 1-2 pg chapter, 10- I will write a proper chapter and 20+ I will probably write a VERY long chapter or maybe 2 normal chapters oh and sorry but anonymous ones don't count… to easy to fake and NEITHER DO FLAMES oh and if you send me a virus then its –110pts)
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"Captain Jericho"
Karl turned to see Maethor striding up towards him.
"The Aurors have finished taking the last of the children back to the town. However their captain is requesting permission to stay and guard the children."
The unspoken question lingered in the air as Karl pondered the decision. On the one hand he knew they could not leave wounded children undefended, and on the other the Aurors were an important part of his plan. But finally he made his decision.
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Ron surveyed the remainder of the students and teachers. Many had died in that last wave but now it was over, the castle had held firm.
However it seemed things would never be the same. Hogwarts security had been breached with astonishing ease, wards that had stood firm for over a thousand years crumbled in a matter of seconds.
And even worse for the beleaguered defenders was the fact that Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy were all currently missing. A quick magical scan of the Hogwarts grounds had not found any traces of there magical signatures and Ron was beginning to worry; even a dead mans signature would show up.
'But he can't be dead'
However Ron knew, deep down inside him, something had changed. The tables had turned. He grasped the hilt of the sword of Godric that hung at his side and took a silent oath: he would fight them; those who had sent these monstrosities against poorly armed and untrained children. He would avenge those who had given their lives in the defence of their fellows.
With that last thought, Ronald Weasley made his way over to the small group of his housemates that sat nearby.
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Karl turned back to the man with a look of complete shock
"You're sure these readings are accurate?"
He paced the length of the tower roof. It had been a week since the attack on the school and many of the surviving children and even some of the staff had fled the castle, scared of what may happen next.
The man nodded grimly
"The scans detect a deep evil presence lurking somewhere in that forest."
The man glanced over at the dark shadow that covered the Hogwarts grounds
"And the men are restless, they too can feel it, we all can!"
"And what sort of creature does the scan results suggest?"
A worried look crept over the mans face
"Sir… I believe that this is not just one individual being we are looking at. The scans suggest that there are a multitude of evil beings all gathered around one central beacon of darkness."
The man paused, a dark fear crept over his face and his voice lowered to a whisper
"The scan has compared the aura of malevolence surrounding this entity and have reckoned…" the mans speech became even more broken "the scans have reckoned that this entity matches, and may even exceed the amounts of evil found in his magical signature before the time of his downfall."
Silence reigned over the tower, far off into the night, a soft chuckling could be heard.
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A shadowy figure stood atop the tower-keep, looking out across the dark forest towards what had been its home for nearly six years. A cold winter fog had descended over the landscape, obscuring even its exceptional vision.
He was glad that he no longer needed those wimpy plastic glasses, or needed to wear disgusting smelly, unwashed rags or even the plain black robes and cloaks that seemed to be the latest fashion among the foolish mortals.
Had he once been part of them? Had he once been so foolish to follow their silly ideals? Their twisted sense of morals?
He sighed. This was no time for reminiscing. He had last a lot of his forces in the attack. His finest creations brutally slaughtered by a bunch of children!
Many would call him a hypocrite for his last statement, for he was for all intents and purposes, still a child. However what had happened during the summer had changed him. He had seen, and done things that even grown men would not dare do. He had committed sins that would have made even the strongest stomach turn.
He slowly laced up the armoured gauntlets. He needed an army. A group of followers that would follow him to hell and die there at his side. He needed a loyal human army.
And it so happened there was a perfect match for his desires just a few miles away.
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Thomas Malavro (?) Riddle, or in his mind Uber-Evil Lord Voldemort the indestructible (though his followers and foes alike had made some very creative variations, though none were foolish enough to say them to his face, and how could he be indestructible if he got beaten by an unarmed one years old? Contrary to popular belief Voldemorts curse DID NOT rebound off Harry because of some nonsense about love, it was infact the old 'hold a mirror in front of a spell so it rebounds on the caster' trick. )
(A/n: Yes I AM making Voldemort a bit of a joke in this fic)
"My loyal followers!" he hissed (A/n: Oh and btw I HATE the way some people make him talk like thissss. Itsss not very niccce)
"I have gathered you here to tell you of my new EVIL PLAN OF DOOMtm"
"Hogwarts is weakened! Probably due to some rabid centur invasion or something… Actually cancel that, it is because of my EVIL ARMY OF DOOMtm had sacked it leaving it vulnerable.."
"Actually it was…"
"Silence slime ball! Go wash your hair! Saeta tarsus Hair clean- Latin"
Severus Snape raised an eyebrow before the full force of what had happened hit him.
"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
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Harry smirked as he watched the events through his spy's mind
"The slimy bastard had it coming"
He then pictured the location he had seen in Severus's mind and in a whoosh of darkness he was gone.
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A/n; yes im evil.
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