Guilt and Innocence
The moon shone down onto the clearing in the middle of the old forgotten land east of London. Wizards had long ago fled from this area and rarely would you find any magical creature human or otherwise in this part of the world.
In the middle of the clearing stood a cloaked figure, nothing about this person was on show and if anybody ever set eyes on them they would believe it to be a figure of their imagination.
The time was passing and night was drawing on when the figure was joined by another. This person however was the complete opposite to the other nothing about them was forgettable. The white skin gave a sick glow while the redness of the eyes shone with all the evil in the world.
The clothes were different also wearing dark colours like the other but these were grand and meant to stand out and be seen. This was the person that the world feared, this was the reason Prisoner X was going to be released. This was the evil Lord Voldemort.
"You wished to meet with me my child this better be of importance, I was going to attack Cardiff tonight and wipe out muggles."
"It is my Lord, the Order have finally made their decision."
"And."
"They are having the prisoner released."
"What?"
"I am sorry my Lord I tried to convince them not to but –"
"SILENCE"
The cloaked figure fell into silence as the evil wizard began to pace slightly.
"You have let me down; I placed you there to stop this from happening. To convince people not to question and to just believe what they saw."
"I know my Lord I failed you. I tried but the mudblood stuck her nose in. She finally talked people around and they won with a majority vote."
"The mudblood. Well maybe its time we show her what happens when she sticks her nose in where it isn't wanted."
The cloaked figure remained silent as the wizard continued to mumble to himself.
"Who voted in this majority?"
"Well the mudblood did. Then the half breed Lupin agreed but that was to be expected what with his connections. Then there was that fool Lovegood the Weasel George, the Black outcast Tonks and her useless Kingsley and the other Auror Thomas."
"But you've convinced the others that he isn't to be trusted that could still work for us."
"Yes my Lord and the fact of the matter is the prisoner might still turn on them he has been imprisoned a long time without justice."
"That is true."
The evil wizard turned his back on the cloaked figure and turned to look at the sky. The stars were bright in the night sky and an evil smile crept onto his face.
"I think its time that we show those people who are against me just who they are messing with."
"They will not underestimate you sire, when you killed those mudblood loving fools they realised how much power you have."
"Yes killing the Weasleys was one of my favourite kills. I think its time I really rid Hogwarts of the filth that has occupied it for all these years."
"Sire do you mean you are bringing the battle forward."
He turned to stare at the figure and then nodded gently.
"Yes I will gather my forces and in three days we will attack, you need to make sure that those people you once classed as friends are not ready for it."
"Yes sire I promise I will not fail you."
"No you won't."
"But what about the prisoner?"
"He will not have had time to convince them of his innocence by then and they won't trust him either after they think he killed the mudblood."
"You're setting him up again sire, can I do it again. I so enjoyed killing Longbottom let me kill the mudblood."
"My child do you really think you can pull this kill off, after all this mudblood is smarter than that Longbottom."
"I know sire, but I convinced her that he killed Longbottom didn't I I'm sure that I can do this for you sire."
"I will allow you, but this will be different you will attack as yourself. I must admit you are the one with the easiest access, but if you fail –"
"I will not my Lord."
"No, but if you do then our plan is ruined they will know you for the traitor and will start to think about what he has been pleading all these years they might believe him over our story."
"Sire I shall not fail you. Do you have a plan for what I should do?"
"Of course my child you will kill her muggle fashion."
"Why?"
"Because he will not have a wand so if she is killed by a spell –"
"They will know it isn't him that did it, I understand Sire."
"Good now take this."
He pulled a dagger out of his pocket. It caught the moonlight and a small glow took over it. The handle was what caught the cloaked person's eyes though. Inserted on the handle in the shape of a snake's mouth were two green stones as eyes.
"It is beautiful my Lord."
"It is the dagger of Slytherin, wield it well my child and bring it back covered in the filth of the mudblood."
"I shall my Lord."
"Now will you join my in Cardiff we shall join the other Death Eaters for some old fashioned muggle torture."
"Yes My Lord."
Then suddenly with resounding pops the field was once again void of any magical life human or not.