Lunarian: Greetings all, *waves*. Welly well well... time to try and type up another chapter *crack knuckles*, let's get them creative juices flowin *drip-drip-drip*..... Err, I said FLOWING *WHOOSH*, ahhh that's better I--- d'oh. Hmm, better mop that up or It'll just leave a stain *wipe wipe wipe...*. While I clean up these brain fluids, feel free to entertain yourselves with the story.
*Grumblegrumblegrumble... wipe wipe grumble.... my kingdom for a steam cleaner....*

Ahh, more reviews... me so happy

* Happening's In The Dark *

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~~~ Chapter 4 ~~~

~ Inner Muses of a Sadistic Sociopath with a Stick ~

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There he stands, in the center of a circle of black., a central focal point through which the masse's powers can be harnessed and exemplified. Watching his followers with a precise eye, waiting.. watching.. for any signs of disloyalty. Tonight's agenda is a special one, only those of assured loyalties may attend.

Soon, soon his plans will begin, as he lets the darkness of the night envelop and caress him as though he is it's child. Lo' that could very well be true, for the darkness consumes and sustains him. His every breathe, his every step, every second of existence is owed to the dark. Nothing can serve the dark more than extinguishing the light, and it is that purpose in mind that this entity strives, and woe be it to all who stand in his way...

For he is Lord Voldemort, the most powerful dark wizard since Salsazar Slytherin himself!
What poor soul is fated to be in his way?
None other then Harry Potter...
May he rest in peace...

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Voldemort knows the time of his revenge is close at hand, revenge on the light side and specifically, Harry Potter. Harry Potter... I shall curse that name for all of eternity, he has continually ruined my plans. But, no more... by the time I am through with him he will be my servant, or tortured until his very soul bleeds... and then my dementor allies shall have a nice, feast... After many many nights and long hours of plotting, he had repeatedly came up with nothing... When through a stroke of luck and pure cunning, a certain Halmich had been recruited through the new methods, and with him the access to ancient magic.

After some careful scheming, Voldemort had realized that in order to properly expand his Death Eater army this time around, he would have to use more sly methods of persuasion. That fool Dumbledore had instilled an annoying tendency in wizards lately, to resist blackmail and torture. Voldemort had already lost numerous potential recruits through the sloppy ministrations of his underlings. That muggle loving fool Dumbledore, and his damned interfering. Most of my new prospects were too intimidated by my Death Eaters and sought sanctuary under his wing... And that stupid old man actually defends them, converting them to his side... I will show him, a spy could easily get in with his loose policy... death awaits him.

New methods of drafting his army now consists of manipulation of the truths, biased perspectives, heavy emphasis on the ministries incompetence, more direct temptations, and portrayal of a misunderstood following. Only the closest in his circle, his true loyal hand picked men, remain out of the lies. They know the true purposes and methods, this is just a building step. This time no one can stop me, my army doesn't even realize what they are getting themselves into until it is too late... by the time they receive the my brand there is no turning back, and that's when the fun starts... Instilling them with powerful fear and obedience after they can no longer run away, and now that they've had a taste of real power, they don't want to.

His new structure of command is three-tier- He is the supreme, controls all... His close inner circle receives orders and carries them out... All the new recruits are left in the dark as to the true nature of things until it's too late, they are drilled and taught in powerful dark magic, shaping them into future full-fledged Death Eaters. The best way to gain power is to take it from those unaware they have it. Their will is slowly bended to his, and his army and power rises with it. Then the process is repeated with more.

Finally, as the last of his group apparated into positions, Voldemort knew it was time and was ready. He silently withdrew his long wand, and gripping it with his long spindly fingers, shot off a burst of red sparks into the air above him. Excellent, like a collective of my will, they all turn at once... instant obedience. Not needing to use such a pitiful spell as 'Sonorus' just to be heard, the dark wizard let his power alone cause wind to carry his words, " Today is a great day for us all my family, today we shall solidify our power and dominance over the light side for good! Long have they opposed the darkness and our power, long have they flourished while we scurry in the dark, long have this lesson in true power been due! "

Throughout history, there has been a great number of great speakers.. Cicero, Socrates, Plato, Christophe, Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King, Bill Clinton.. Voldemort puts them all to shame, with his commanding voice and inspiring words of power and glory, his audience of Death Eaters eat it all up. They can feel the conviction of their lord's words taking hold of the very air. The time is now, no one will stop me... foolish ancients thought they could keep out the great Voldemort, hah! " Now, my army.. my followers.. my friends.. my family, give up your energy to your master. "

All as one, the voices of his army began a low rhythmic chanting, " Invalesca magus augea, Invalesca magus augea, Invalesca magus augea... ". The chant being recited over and over again, with their wands pointed at themselves. This first step of the spell, for his army to gather their magic strength, and strengthen it to it's fullest potential. It's a pity they can't sustain magic of that magnitude for long, maybe then my followers would be worthy enough. Time for phase two... " Now, transfer your energy to me! ".

In a singular long practiced movement, through drilling to perfect the motions, all wands were now pointed directly above his head. Every one of the assembled Death Eaters now were at their most powerful, auras of power surrounding them of varying intensities and shades. Had an outside wizard stumbled upon the scene, he would have been dazzled by the display of power and control... if he could live long enough to grasp it, that is. Now, in a loud voice, throwing out every last drop of restraint... they all yelled out " MANCIPITE CALIGAS! ".

Erk, I'm ruining my pattern by incorporating more then 1 POV in a chapter...

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Laurance was so excited to be finally directly involved in aiding his lord, he was almost sure had his obedience not permitted it, he would be jumping for joy. The adrenaline rushing through his veins, the air of intense purpose, it was almost enough to cause him to pass out... and the spell hadn't even started yet! My lord will see, I can help... after today maybe I will be allowed into his inner circle... not that I do not enjoy the missions I have already been given... I just know I can do more.

He had been allowed to accompany many groups of Death Eaters on recruiting missions, helping others to see the truth, and welcoming magical creatures into his master's service. The dark lord would never persecute them and discriminate simply from unjust prejudices. Laurance had been ecstatic when he was told to convince a group of trolls the benefits of joining Voldemort's army, compared to the sufferings they would endure under the decrepit Ministry Of Magic (MoM). Surprisingly, he found that he was very good at enlightening others. A fact soon recognized by the more senior Death Eaters, he was soon moving up in the ranks, yet more proof how much a fool he had been.

Suddenly his master's words of commencement tore through his thoughts, " Now, my army.. my followers.. my friends.. my family, give up your energy to your master. ", and instantly he responded as was ordered. Mentally wiping his mind of all else except for condensing and solidifying his magical power, he pointed his wand at himself and began chanting along with his brethren, " Invalesca magus augea, Invalesca magus augea, Invalesca magus augea... ".

He could feel the energy flowing through the body, burning his insides with power. Again, he laughed at the notion of the light side and their fear of the unknown. This spell is a very powerful and dangerous dark magic, when done incorrectly the caster can poison their entire body with an overdose of pure magic, but as with all things power comes at a price. When correctly cast however, as those of the dark arts learnt, the sheer euphoria of feeling your every magical fiber in vivid awareness... a feeling like no other.

Despite Laurance's extreme respect for his master, his curiosity was winning out and he really wanted to see what the other's looked like. Assuring himself that his control is strong enough to slacken his concentration slightly and take a quick peek, he decided to risk it... after all this was the largest gathering for this spell in recorded history. One little peek won't hurt, I can feel my power and almost sense everyone else's... I do wonder what it looks like. Mentally nodding to himself, he slowly cracked open an eye to survey the scene before him... and almost lost complete control of his magic in shock.

Whoah... I have never seen anything so awe inspiring before in my life... it's like we have a living rainbow connected to itself. To think, if a representative of the ministry were here they would arrest us for this... There before him were colors of every shade imaginable, all flowing and pulsing to the beat of the chant, and the reflections off of the masks... to put it delicately, it was a work of art. He was pleased to note that his aura of bluish red was one of the more intense, more pride in himself swelled up there. Satisfied with having witnessed an event more rarer then an iceage, Laurance shut his eyes again and finished his spell with the rest.

The burning began to get worse, he felt as if an 'Incendio' spell had been cast upon him. Dizziness began to creep in, vision was beginning to weaken, his knees were getting weak. He began hallucinating, and at one point could have sworn he saw his Aunt Lucinda in a thong... a grizzly site. NO! I will not lose it and disappoint my lord... I won't... must focus... only a little longer, keep it together Laur.. Ya'know you can do it. With his self pep talk, his will was renewed and put all that he had into keeping the spell together. Finally after what felt like an eternity of eternity's, Voldemort's voice shouted, " Now, transfer your energy to me! ".

Thank god! Another minute and I would have died. Slowly bringing his wand to bear just above his masters head, he couldn't help but admire the calmness he displayed, now If only his Aunt would stop doing the monkey with the pope... Shaking his head to snap out of his hallucinations, Laurance threw out his energy along with everyone else in a mountain moving expulgence of lung, " MANCIPITE CALIGAS! ".

Was the feeling of all his energy before pleasurable? If so, then this sudden release could only be described as orgasmic. Every bit of power and magic went screaming out of him into the growing luminescent sphere of pure energy above Voldemort's head. His last thoughts before losing consciousness was Why would my Aunt be leading a conga line with the Queen?

Whoo Bwahaha, this chapter kicks ass I think... no?

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With the power ready to be taken, at last Voldemort is ready to break down the barrier. Raising his wand above his head, letting the very tip breach the end of the sphere, he began the third phase of the spell. Opening up his senses, he began casting the magic that would allow him to receive the others power, " Adsumos caligae magus, Adsumos caligae magus, Adsumos caligae magus... ". Ever so slowly, strands of rainbow light began to unwind from the floating orb, and feed straight into the core of his wand. Yesss, I can feel the power... no ward shall stop this... Harry Potter, you have no idea the plans I have for you hahaha...

Suddenly, the intake began to pick up, and the strand of power was being sucked into Voldemort's wand with much speed. A pure greenish black aura began to appear around him, his power beyond safe limits for a mortal. I am greater then all, more then a weak mortal, Lord Voldemort is immortal... such power... In no time at all, the sphere was gone, and all that was left was a dark lord that was currently... not so dark. Yes, this is it.. this burning energy will obliterate that warding.

He then brought his wand to bear on the source of the structures warding enchantment, a small stone with a glyph of a circle in a circle, as Halmich's notes indicated. Almost like a self contained fidelus charm, the stone would not be distinguishable from the rest unless you knew where it was and what it looked like, a strong defense. Preparing to strike with all his combined power at a single distinct target, Voldemort steadily help his wand rigidly and in a loud shriek let it loose...

" Abrumpo... adflicto... affligo... defendus... EX-PE-DI-AS! ".

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Lunarian : Phew, *Wipes sweat off brow*, maaaan.... That is the last time I do that... Hmmm, but how do I write good without my creative juices flowing? *Thinks Hard*........"Sniff", Huh, something's burning.... Ouch! It's me, ahhh hot hot hot, too much thinking... *Lightbulb appears above head* I got it! I'll go buy a thinking cap, hah.. I'm so smart, yessiree... smaaaaaaaart... What the?! Why is there a floating lightbulb in here???
Aw heck, I give up... not worth it trying to understand the dynamics of this place.

Please R/R My other fic, maybe?


Time for THE REVIEW REPLY

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Comprehensive Review- A comprehensive review is the best type, and all around greatly appreciated when given. This type has the reader make comments throughout as they read, such as what they like/dislike or found entertaining for certain scenes. It gives a general concensus on what the reader overall felt for the work, as well as any ideas or helpful hints they feel like giving. Generally the reviewer will also make guesses as to what may happen, or display their understanding of the ideas and concepts being used.

Knowledgeable Review- A Knowledgeable Review is like comprehensive, but lacks the comments of specific scenes.

Constructive Criticism- Constructive Criticism is like Knowledgeable, but lacks the references to an understanding of overall plot, or insight into underlying themes.

Basic Review- The Basic Review is like Constructive Criticism, except that it lacks the, well constructive criticism. It says if the person likes or not and what they like/dislike overall.

Crappy Review- A Crappy Review, is well... crappy. It generally consists of a cliché review phrase, or a 3 word review. These are usually not well received, but still better then nothing. They can offer some encouragement, but generally leave the author feeling aggrivated.

Flame- Flames, we all know flames. They are people telling you your story sucks, you suck, your mother sucks, your town sucks, your toilet tissue brand sucks.... They are more often then not incredibly unintelligible and pointless, often done by anonymous. Occasionaly an author may be lucky enough to get a sensible flame, one that doesn't outright say the world would be better had they been dead. Flames are either ill received, or welcomingly received to laugh and ridicule.

Pestruska DYIT- Ooohh, nice! I like this story a lot, please continue! Also; if you're using an HTML program like FrontPage for your writing, you have to look at the actual HTML. :p If you don't know what I'm talking about, E-mail or Instant Message me and I'll be glad to help you!

Yet again, Thanks for the help. Glad you liked what I had so far, here's to hoping you like this installment. *CHEERS*

Hazelmist- Oooo I loved the first chapter. Thats exactly like old stupid fat blundering Dudley. hehe *snickers* I hope Harry gets him. HazelMist

So you didn't like the other chapters? *Pouts*. Nah, just kiddin... I know you like em, I hope... Glad you liked my portrayal of El'Lardo, hmm having Harry terrorize him sounds fun. *Evil Grin*

MidnightDragon- Great story!! I'm looking foward to the next chapter!

How to properly reply to such a review, hmm.... er... thanks?

Honest Deception- Good plot so far. Can't wait for next chapter!

Yes... but what ABOUT the plot do you feel is good? Thanks.

Laurana- i really liked the story. i haven't read many fanfics for harry potter and i think this on was well done. please excuse my earlier request. i was simply excited that i had managed to write and acceptably good story.

Right, np... Well, when I can snag some people who don't usually read HP... I must be doing something right? Thanks.

Lun ar ia n -This chapters messed up currently, should fix eventually...

Hey, don't I know you from somewhere? ... *Smack Head* Ohhh yeah, that was me heh heh. The chapter fixed itself eventually, that msg is obsolete. Hey Lunarian man, I love your writing! It's almost worth reading.

Dragon-sama- Well now, that was interesting! I thought the first chapter was hilarius! I mean, Dudley as the master of all? Ha! The third chapter, though, just shows how easily people get sucked into the whole black-and-white stereotype. Or how you can be lured to the wrong side (which ever side that may be) with the proper presentation of ideals. Very well done, and I can't wait to see where this is going!

I was really happy when I got this review, the first one making any real reference to themes. Many thanks for the review!

Leeva- this story is pretty kewl so far. I don't think that so far there isn't anything that's alot like the rest of Fan Fiction

Yay, it's kewl :p. I'm glad no one think's im using any cliché's yet. Thanks.

equasar- As with all things, in time they come. I just happened to be going through some of my reviews and checking to see if they had stories that might be interesting, I of course (obviously) happened upon yours. I know you've been reviewing for a while but I haven't had time on my hands, I do now. I read what you have written so far. Well, let me say this story is very well written. I do hope you have a plot, it seems it is more thrown together, things need to flow in stories. If you don't have a plot I suggest you sit down and figure it out. It took me ever so long to figure mine out. But I did know what it was before I started posting. So... The first chapter was fantastic, a little too excessive (though the description of Dudley was amusing as was his dream) It was catchy, which is good for a first chapter. The second was interesting your scenes are so well characterized it leaves almost nothing left for the imagination (which could be good or bad). The third was genius, seeing something from a different perspective. Why Voldemort was 'right.' This new character, Laurance, is interesting and if writing about him continues in the way it has, easily pitied (which is a nice twist). Please for the sake of those reading this story continue it, but first find a plot. If you want any help (as I always say) feel free to IM me (naiisgod) I could even help you straighten out the chapters so they look right. (centered for paragraphs isn't that appealing) Well see you or chat with you (hopefully) soon equasar

*Wipes tear* Thank you thank you thank you so much. I hope it will appear less thrown together soon, I do have a plot... in a way. With Dudley's dream, excessiveness was the key, he is a total gluton. I never really thought that a well characterized scene could be deemed bad, I truly hope mine doesn't come off that way. I wouldn't go so far as genius with my third... but you bring a great smile to my face saying that. Wrote a little more Laurance in here, tell me what ya think. Our chats have been fun :} Thanks.

veggie- First off, I must express the fact that I like this--the first chapter was hilarious, and I love the characterization of Harry in the second chapter--it's done VERY well (And I love the "FAT CHANCE TOM" line; it made me giggle). The third chapter was spiff--seeing a different view on dark magic was interesting, and I don't think I've ever seen it done before this. There are some typos and misused words, however--I saw "apt" when I believe it was supposed to be "rapt," but just general typing errors. I didn't notice anything that had me confused. All in all, I like it! Continue, ne? ^_^

Getting characterization right is my number one concern, I'm thrilled that so far people say I've got it good. I went through and fixed my typo's, there shouldn't be anymore... If you see some still, appreciate a heads up. Thanks.

One final note: Could you please feel free to

Tell me If I'm going OOC.
Tell me If I'm inaccurate.
Tell me If I'm going cliché
I'll try to fix anything that needs it.

THANK YOU EVERYONE