Shade: Hope this chapter sparks your interest! I'll slow down. Any other suggestions? By the way… thanks for reviewing!
A/n: I don't know Latin. What is there I get from an online dictionary. If there are any mistakes please tell me!
Ch 8
Xavier appeared in the chambers of the Dark Lord. "They have found out, father."
The Dark Lord nodded. "Very well. Do you wish to partake of the celebrations tonight Serpent?"
Xavier smirked and then bowed. "It would be an honor, my Lord."
"Good. It will be our Christmas gift to the wizarding world. Go. Get ready. I will assemble the Deatheaters."
Xavier bowed and left to go to his chambers. He pulled on his Deatheater's robes and placed on his silver mask. He picked up his wand and fingered it lovingly. Some poor muggles will come face-to-face with the tip tonight. He smirked and let to return to the Dark Lord.
When all of the Deatheater's had arrived they left and some reappeared in one city, while the rest arrived in another city. Before long the cities were filled with cries. Xavier smirked as he entered a house and had a wand pointed at him. The man's wand arm was shaking. A woman and two children were huddled in the corner. Xavier laughed. "You live as a filthy
muggle? How pathetic. Expelliarmus!"
The man's wand was ripped from his hand and landed in a far corner. Xavier smirked. "What shall I do now? Hmmm… I know. Vaporo!"
The man immediately started screaming as his flesh began to burn. The woman jumped up and tried to attack Xavier. He threw her off. "What's this? No wand? Your nothing but a stupid filthy muggle! Tormentum!"
The woman writhed in agony. Xavier eventually lifted the spells. He looked down at the two sobbing kids. He smirked. "I'll show your kids mercy."
The woman looked up hopefully. Xavier laughed and the woman shivered at the cold sound. "Yessss. I will show mercy. They will have a quick death! Mortis!"
The younger of the two sons died. The woman started sobbing again. Xavier pointed his wand at the other son. "Mortis!" Xavier then turned to the woman. He sneered. "Goodbye, muggle. Mortis!"
The man shook with sobs as he watched his wife die. Xavier turned his wand onto the man. "I have a better spell for you, dirty traitor. Absisto!"
The man glowed red and he screamed. Suddenly he burst into pieces. Xavier licked the blood from his face and used a spell to clean his robes. He smirked. "The blood was good. I am in need of a meal. A lick won't satisfy the hunger."
He swept from the house.
-Meanwhile-
Ginny rubbed her aching left arm when no one was looking. The deatheater's were off on a raid and she was stuck listening to the sobbing of the Order. Dumbledore had called a meeting. She was going to have to sit through it with Ron and Hermione because they were friends of Harry. Ginny inwardly snarled. She had wanted to take part in the Deatheater celebrations and be with Xavier!
The Order was in denial. "Harry must be under some spell or potion!"
"No, he can't be controlled by Imperio."
"Maybe it's not Imperio!"
"Maybe he is not really a Deatheater! Maybe he is pretending to be one so that he can get to You-Know-Who!"
Ginny rolled her eyes at the stupid Order. No wonder her Lord was taking over so easily. She watched as Snape shook his head and spoke. "No, he's really Deathater. I'm surprised that he is the Silver Serpent. The Serpent is almost as ruthless as the Dark Lord. He kills and murders without remorse! There is no way he can be faking."
There was sobbing again as the news finally sunk in. Ginny groaned. This was going to be a long meeting.
Sorry this is so short, but I wanted to put something up. This is all that I could think of for now. Sorry again!
This is rewritten and in a better format!