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Note: YAY! My turn again! What will happen to poor Harry now? What am I going to do to him? Shifty eyes
A tall incredibly creepy 'man' sat on a throne-like chair, twirling his wand in long fingers, he silently reveled in his victory. Harry Potter, the fool of a boy had walked into something that was obviously a trap and was now in his grasp. He laughed coldly to himself, he had expected better, had expected that that muggle-loving fool would have taught the boy better, but no, it seemed that he had not. Fools. Once more he laughed, rising to his feet he finally gave notice to his followers standing in the room, awaiting his orders. He looked over each of the cloaked and masked figures, they were loyal to him, no, they were loyal to the power they believed him would give them for being. They too were fools. They were only here until he no longer had a use for them, until he controlled this stupid waste of land, something that with Harry Potter now in his grasp, was only a muggle loving fool away.
He walked off the dais on which his 'throne' sat and faced his Death Eaters. "As you know we have Harry Potter in our clutches, no doubt many of you are wondering why I have not yet indulged in the glory of taking young Harry's life, however I have been evilly plotting for some time now and have come up with an evil plan. I shall use the boy to help me kill Dumbledore." There was an intake of breath from the assorted Death Eaters, "but master how…" he was cut of suddenly when Voldemort turned sharply to him and pointed his wand at the outspoken Death Eater, "Crucio" he hissed. The Death Eater dropped suddenly screaming in agony. "Do you dare question my evil plan?" he demanded fiercely, "NO MASTER!" the Death Eater screamed. "Good" Voldemort held the curse for a little longer to show the scumbag his place, then lifted it. "As I was saying I will use the boy to kill that old fool by possessing him, walking right into Hogwarts and then Dumbledore will die at the hand of his favourite student. I will then leave the boy where it will not be long before he is arrested and thrown into prison. The boy will not escape from there, his guilty conscience will take the better of him and he will eternally blame himself for what happened." Voldemort finished and then laughed loudly to himself.
"I shall have the boy bought here, it may take some time for me to break the boy until I have full control of his body and mind." He spun in his heel, his black cloak swirling around him and made his way back up the dais and onto his throne, sitting there regally, he gestured to Wormtail who whimpered but walked over to his master, Voldemort negligently drew up the left sleeve of Wormtail's robe and pressed his finger to the ugly black mark there. All the death Eaters gasped and screamed in agony as their marks burned, he knew that those Death Eaters stationed at the boy's cell would feel it and bring him the little worm. He leaned back watching his stupid followers writhe in agony, sure he could have focussed he magic on just those he wanted to alert. But... he WAS an Evil Dark Wizard and what kind of Evil Dark Wizard didn't like to watch people suffer? Throwing back his head he laughed once more, Man I love being Evil.
Note: Have to agree with Voldy there... Back to Amber-is-a-little-bit-random!