Chapter 3- The New Plan is Harry Potter
"My lord I only wish to serve you my loyalty has never faltered." Severus Snape was bent down to his knees in front of a man sitting at a large throne.
"You have pleased me Severus I admit I was not surprised that the Malfoy boy didn't have it in him but he will learn. The dark lords orders must always be obeyed. He did manage to get my loyal followers into Hogwarts so perhaps he isn't as useless as he seems. Never mind Malfoy is another matter" The dark lord rose from his chair. Fear could be felt through the whole room as he left his seat.
Several of the deatheaters flinched when he spoke "My most loyal followers it is a time for celebration, the old fool Dumbledore is dead"
"He was never a match for you sir his powers didn't even come close to compare to yours" came a squeak from the corner of the room
"Again you show your ignorance Wormtail" came the raspy voice of Lord Voldemort, "Albus Dumbledore was indeed a very powerful wizard that is why he had to be destroyed. But he had his weaknesses he allowed himself to get old and his blind trust of people was eventually his downfall as Severus has shown. Clearly his ideas of love conquering all were nothing more than an old branch of magic forgotten in the dark ages"
Voldemort began to pace around the room making the deatheaters very uneasy. He seemed to take pleasure in having all of the room in painstaking fear. He could feel how they all were completely terrified of him. A sly smile stretched across his white pale face. It distorted his already inhuman features until he looked positively frightening. All the deatheaters held their breath, they had no idea what was coming next and this scared them more than they wanted to imagine or admit come to that. As much as Voldemort relishes causing such terror he was becoming increasingly bored with it.
"I have one plan from now on Harry Potter" shouted Voldemort his anger making most of the dead eaters jump in fear, "he has thwarted me too many times, the time has come to show my power and destroy the boy. Taking with him everyone he has left to care about. First his parents, Black and lastly his precious headmaster. Who is left to destroy? The Weasleys those blood traitors they must all go but torture will be left for that redheaded best friend of his. And of course the mud blood must go."
"My lord it came to my attention last year that Potter has very strong feelings for the youngest Weasley, the girl whom he has how to put, fallen in love with" Severus spoke up far less intimidated than the rest.
"Arrhh I will take great pleasure in seeing her pain if this is the case" Voldemort said his lips curling to a smile. "She will suffer above all others and we will make sure Potter knows its all his fault"
"AAAAARRRRHHH" Harry woke his scar searing with pain, "No no not Ginny" he couldn't let it happen he wouldn't. Not her when he had given up too much to save her. He knows, he knows. If anyone could have a feeling more than hate for a person Harry felt in now for Snape. He had told him about Ginny. Harry was not sure if Voldemort had let him see the scene or if he had accidentally let his guard down and Harry had wondered in. It didn't matter he knew his plans although that was no comfort. He had put everyone he cared about in danger. Voldemort had one thing right if any of them got hurt it would be his, Harry's fault.