A/N: Hey everyone! I guess it seems like I hate Remus a lot (which I don't hence the name Lupin-lover) but I do need horrible conflict and stalker stuff in here. So sorry to those Sirius Black fans but I gave him a crazy stalker. That's not till next chapter so you must wait! Cheers!
Chapter twenty-three: Threat of Death
"Crucio!" Lord Voldemort shouted and a man withered in pain on the floor. "What's the matter Patterson? Can't take a little pain? Crucio!" Again the man screamed, but louder. Voldemort stopped. He heard footsteps in the hall outside. Suddenly there came a knock at the door. "What is it?" He hissed angrily. A man opened the door and stuck his head in. His eyes swiftly moved over the man in pain on the floor.
"Well?" Voldemort asked getting angrier but the minute.
"The… the Malfoy boy is here my Lord," the man stammered.
"Send him in," he looked at Patterson. "Leave and I don't want more any more blunders or you won't live to see the sun rise." As fast as a man in pain could move, he got up and scuttled out of the room. Lucius Malfoy entered.
"What took you," Voldemort commanded, gripping his wand ready to strike if any answer given made him even angrier.
"I'm sorry my Lord," Malfoy said with a bow. "It's getting harder and harder to leave the school and to get to a safe place to apporate. What with the were-wolf getting poisoned they seem to have tightened security."
"The were-would got poisoned?" Anger flared in his eyes.
"Yeah, that Pettigrew boy didn't exactly fulfill his duty. I don't think you chose-"
"My choice," Voldemort said coldly, "was fine. So what if he's a blundering idiot. In the end he will prove himself worthy."
After a silence, Malfoy said, "Yes, my Lord."
"I trust you came up with another plan?
"Not yet my Lord but-"
"Well I suggest that you do or you will put everyone you love in danger."
Malfoy hesitated as the face of Narcissa Black entered his head. Bowing his head he replied quietly, "Yes, my Lord."
He turned on his heel and walked out leaving Voldemort to wonder why he uses children as his minions and why he doesn't just go and do the work himself. Then he remembered. Dumbledore was the reason he couldn't just walk into Hogwarts and kill the Potter boy himself. Dumbledore knew him too well for him to do anything. He was amazed that he got away with having kids that go to Hogwarts doing his bidding.
'He knows, he has to' Voldemort thought. He was getting more and more paranoid by the day.
"Maybe," he said out loud to himself, "maybe I should do Dumbledore in. Maybe then all my plans will fall in to place." Sitting down in a chair, he leaned back and began to think.