Summary: Remy catches the eye of the Dark Lord and is given a special task.

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Remy was woken, along with all the students at a quite ungodly hour of the morning in his opinion, by a much amplified and continuous beeping sound. After a confused minute and half, they were addressed by Professor Snape's amplified voice from the commonroom. "Alright, everyone up and get dressed. I want all of you down here in 10 minutes, don't bother with showers you will need one again soon." Then in a flurry of motion, the squadron began to show wakefulness. "What in Merlin's name could require us to get up at, 4:30?" asked Stephan irritably as he checked the time on the large clock on one wall of the room. Remy shrugged and simply hurried to get dressed in the simple black combat robes that made up the uniform. He hurriedly pulled back his hair, not bothering to brush it first for time's sake and slipped into his combat boots before placing his wand into it's wrist holster and hurrying down the corridor and stairs to the commonroom. He was one of the first to arrive, and watched in amusement as the rest of the squadron came down in various states of wakefulness. Professor Snape waited before all had arrived before addressing the squadron.

"This morning you will be taking a run, maintaining an elevated state of fitness may prove essential to your survival on a mission. You will be expected to complete your run every morning before breakfast and no food will be served to those who don't complete their required run. Your distance and time will be magically recorded and I will review your progress, if no progress is shown, then other methods will be implemented. The only excuse for missing your run is if your are severely physically incapacitated, if you have a broken arm, you will still be required to run. You will start off with a mile today, and build to an eventual three miles. There is a nice drizzle coming down just now that will undoubtedly prove valuable in making this exercise just that, an exercise, now, follow me." That said, Professor Snape turned and briskly led the Black Asp Squadron out onto the school grounds and to a long path that stretched far across the grounds, travelling over many steep hills and through brambly bracken. "This is not going to be easy." Thought Remy as he, as well as the rest of the squadron reluctantly started to jog or run along the path, if you could call it one.

It was solitary, solitary and wet, Remy remarked to himself, and he wished he were still in bed. Remy tried to pace himself but he was unaccustomed to running and after about ¾'s of a mile he was slightly out of breath, he finished among the first however and he noted this with pleasure. After a moment's rest to catch his breath, Remy hurried back to the castle for a shower before they were all taken. Half an hour later saw his clothes dry and his ritualistic shower routine completed. He waited for Stephan to finish as well, then, grabbing their schedules and bags they went down to breakfast. They found seats near other members of their squadron and reviewed their schedules while they ate. Remy's happily noted that his schedule was exactly the same as Stephan's whether this was by chance or because they were a team, Remy didn't know but he knew that this year would prove great now that he and Stephan were assured the better part of every day together. Remy looked down at his schedule trying to memorize it quickly.

Monday, Wednesday, Friday Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday

0900—Strategic Fighting/Leadership 0900—Potions and Poisons(double)

(with Red Basilisks) (with Silver Wyverns)

1030—Potions and Poisons 1030—Potions and Poisons(double)

(with Cobra Strike) (with Silver Wyverns)

1200—Lunch 1200—Lunch

1330—Study Period 1330-Strategic Fighting/Leadership

(With Cobra Strike)

1500—Non-magical combat 1500—Study Period

(With Red Basilisks)

1630—Beginning Dark Arts 1630—Non-magical combat

(With Silver Wyverns) (With Silver Wyverns)

1800—Study Period 1800—Beginning Dark Arts

(With Cobra Strike)

His schedule looked intriguing and Remy was excited about meeting his new teachers and making his father proud. He ate rather quickly and then dragged Stephan off to their first class, double potions and poisons with Silver Wyverns, as it was a Tuesday. Remy had a small idea where they were going, acting purely on instinct and what he had learned about the layout from the times they had been ushered through the halls. Never the less, he managed to bring Stephan and himself to the potions classroom in the dungeons and they found a seats in the back where they could see the teachers desk but also most of the other students. Remy proved to have a natural talent for potion making and managed to make the indicated potion in the time allotted and nearly perfectly.

They were brewing a potion that, when drunk, would burn the victim from the inside out, leaving no trace of it's existence, and there was no antidote. Remy had a feeling this would prove to be his favorite class, the fact that the greaseball was his teacher only slightly dimming his enjoyment of the class. His other classes also proved interesting, and Remy proved to meet the expectations of all his teachers. Before he knew it, classes were finished for the day, and he had homework to complete. An essay, 18 inches in length, for Potions on what, in their opinion, was the most efficient poison and why, 12 and a half for Strategic Fighting/Leadership on a possible battle plan given certain circumstances, and 8 inches for Non-Magical Combat on why a balance between magical and non-magical combat during a battle will boots chances of victory. Remy worked hard to finish all of this before bed, but succeeded at around 9:30. Stripping and changing for bed, he and Stephan cuddled together and discussed their thoughts on the day for a short while before they both turned in for the night, half dreading the long run promised by the pre-dawn hours.

Remy's schedule daily unfolded seamlessly and without a hitch. Remy dutifully did his homework and progressed rapidly in all that was set before him. His aptitude was so raised that he even managed to attract the Dark Lord's attention when he made one of his infrequent and short visits just weeks before the students would be let out for the holidays. Remy had been in Poisons, working on a complex potion that would cause the victim's blood to freeze when a slightly out of breath and very red student came in bearing a note for Professor Snape. Snape read the letter, and his expression flashed what Remy thought could just might have been surprise before calling out to Remy, "42809-275, you presence it wanted by the Dark Lord, immediately." Remy, slightly shocked, handed over the ingredients he was currently handling to a baffled Stephan before grabbing his back and leaving the room, following the panting student.

The Dark Lord's offices were located on the Second Floor of the South Wing of the castle and took up most of the Wing. As Remy approached the guards flanking the entryway, stepped aside and let him enter, opening the large cherry doors for him. Once he was inside, the doors shut with a bang and Remy, as mandated, dropped to one knee and waited for the Dark Lord to acknowledge him. He didn't have to wait long, and the order to rise was soon given. Remy rose fluidly and with grace before standing at attention, his eyes lowered in respect, while the Dark Lord addressed him. "You were called here, Mr. Sagoicci because you show much talent in areas that may take you very far. I would like to give you a chance to prove that you are ready for initiation into the ranks of my closest followers, even before your graduation at my academy. You would be one of my closest advisors, a liaison to the vampires shall we say. What do you think, are you interested. Keep in mind this is a one time offer?"

Remy thought a moment before responding, "With all due respect, Master, but isn't my father, Lord Sagoicci the vampire liaison?" "Tricky business that," the Dark Lord responded with a small chuckle, "You see, your father seems to have lost his touch. He was once my top assassin, never messing up a job, but recently he had failed three times in a row, all trying to kill one subject, a 20 something year old boy, not at all his usual finesse. Quite frankly, I believe he is harboring traitorous thoughts, but I would hate to remove him if a replacement were not set up. Now do you see what I am offering you. I am offering you a position as my right hand man in and amongst the vampire loyal to me. At the time when you reach legal age you would assume command of all the vampire troops under my command, answering only to me. Until that day you would serve me just as closely as my Expert remover of political pests, and turncoats. You will of course be paid handsomely as well as hold my favor. Well, what will it be, I only have so much patience for bargaining."

"The removal of my Father, It…it need not constitute killing him, does it?"

"No, no my boy, he will simply be relieved of his position under some trivial cause and placed under surveillance. If he so much as makes one traitorous action though I will be forced to treat him as the traitorous dog it would make him. Until then, your father is perfectly safe."

"In that case…. I accept." Remy said after a long deliberation. In his mind he wondered if he should tell his father or not.

"I wouldn't advise that my boy, if he suddenly disappears from under my sight, you will be the first one called in for questioning."

Remy gulped nervously, and then said rather shakily, "Yes Master, thank you for the warning Master."

The Dark Lord smirked amusedly before continuing, "Of course you wouldn't betray me, you are smarter than that. Your initiation ceremony will happen, say November 15 at 10:30 PM. I will send you the location closer to the date, when I have finalized my plans, Lord Sagoicci. I will excuse you, and your significant other, Stephan Malfoy, I believe it is, from classes for the rest of the day in celebration. You are dismissed, think on your father's actions and where they led him, surely you do not want to end up like him, the punishment for traitors is severe and vampire or no there are ways of making you wish you had never been born. Good day."

Remy bowed deeply before turning and exiting the Dark Lord's office, the final threat still ringing in his head. The Dark Lord's words kept turning over and over in his head as he decided what to do with his now totally free day. He finally made up his mind to find Victor and tell him about the chat with the Dark Lord, keeping out the bit about Victor being suspected. Remy found his father in the teachers' lounge and upon knocking, Remy was summoned in. Seeing who was there, Victor looked confused, "What are you doing out of class Remy, You shouldn't be roaming the halls even if your father is one of the teachers." "Yes Professor Sagoicci, but I was excused from all my classes today by the Dark Lord himself." Answered Remy with a smirk. "Now don't you Professor Sagoicci me young man, and why, It isn't common practice for the Dark Lord to talk with students at all, much less privately." "He..um..he offered me a special post as his expert remover of political pests and turncoats I believe he called the position. More or less, I would be his chief assassin. He also gave me the post of liaison to the vampires and said that when I come of age, I will be commander of the vampire contingents." Remy said eagerly.

As Remy's list of new positions was announced, Victor's face grew more and more severe and deep lines of worry creased his brow by the end of Remy's speech. "You do know that the position of liaison to the vampires is already occupied by someone and that the vampires hardly respect the current liaison to cooperate, how much less do you expect them to respect a fledgling vampire less than 18 by human years? You didn't accept did you?" "Well actually…." Began Remy, but he was cut off by Victor. "You must be crazy Remy, You aren't even legally an adult yet and you will be off gallivanting across the known world ending the lived of people the Dark Lord has slotted for death. I didn't even get my first assignment until I was 115, and I still had to have help from my back-up man. Do you know who holds the position of Vampire liaison currently? Do you Remy?" His semi-tirade was cut off by an owl flying into the room and dropping a small letter on the table in front of Victor before flying off without even a hoot. Victor tore into the letter and upon finishing reading, looked as if he were about to faint. Remy smirked and said, "In response to your question, I am going to hazard a guess and say….me, and that you have just been removed from your previous position as vampire liaison." At this Victor turned bright red in annoyance, and what Remy sensed to be a little anger, before he paled and finally succumbed to the faint that had been lurking at the edges of his consciousness.

Remy looked down at his passed-out father amusedly and then chuckling lightly moved the older man to a chair before leaving the room. "He needed a nap anyway." He muttered amusedly to himself as he went to find Stephan who would now be in his free period. He was sure, Stephan would be more supportive than his father had been. Remy found his boyfriend of some odd months in the library working away at a lengthy assignment. Stephan quickly put away his books however when he learned of Remy's promotion and his story of his meeting with the Dark Lord. "That's bloody brilliant Remy, you must be one of the youngest Death Eaters in a…well a very long time. Even my father wasn't initiated until he was 16, and that was considered young, wait until I tell him. He will assuredly be either very annoyed with you for a while for breaking his record, or very proud with me for choosing you as my better half." Said Stephan proudly. When Stephan heard the date of Remy's initiation however, his face fell slightly. "But that's the day after my birthday, it was to be a surprise, but Father and Blaise had planned on taking you and me to one of the Malfoy villa's in France for the break. I guess we will have to cut the visit short, your initiation will be something to attend, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Oh, but what would I wear? I simply must go shopping." Bantered Stephan earning a light punch from Remy, "But Stephan darling, you only went shopping less than 6 months ago." "So, ones clothing says a lot about you and I would hate to look trashy next to the worlds youngest Death Eater." "Stephan, you could never look trashy, you are always gorgeous, except when you are shirtless, then you are magnificent." Remy blew Stephan a kiss before sauntering out of the Library and waiting for Stephan to follow, already planning how to use their day off from classes.

So, chapter 12, a little short, but I had to cut it off here because I don't know when I will be able to update in the next week and half or so, unless I have a late night and an espresso somewhere in there. Tell me what you think so far, I am really falling in love with Remy, so innocent at first, but just wait a few chapters and we'll see what power does to him. evil laughter (falls off chair from laughing too hard)

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