Aki-This chapter is much more intersting then the last. I hope you all like it. PLease Review and Happy Easter!


The Meeting

Chapter 5

The minutes slowly passed in the dreary bedroom. Raven took the time to mediate some more, because she never knew when she would have her next chance. Beast Boy had fallen into an uncharacteristic silence while sitting cross legged on the old bed. His shoulders were hunched and his ears were drooped. At first glance he would have looked depressed with the current situation, but with closer examination one would see he had fallen asleep. Somewhere in the ancient house a clock chimed a few minutes off the hour. It was seven.

Raven opened her eyes from her mediating and strained her ears; for she was positive she heard a sound intermingling with the sound of the clock's chimes. She closed her eyes again and listened closely as the mysterious sound got closer. The chimes finished and Raven could clearly hear the sound…muffled rhythmic beats and squeaky floor boards, otherwise known as footsteps. Raven landed from her levitated sitting to a standing position, firmly on the ground. She raced over to Beast Boy and shook his shoulders

"Beast Boy, wake up!" she said in an urgent whisper. He opened his eyes reluctantly.

"Déjà vu," he muttered groggily.

"Change into something…quick!" she harshly whispered back. The footsteps had suddenly stopped, presumably on the other side of the door. Beast Boy, whose brain was not working properly because of the sudden awakening, changed into a monkey.

"Something else!" a frustrated Raven growled back under her breath.

Beast Boy morphed back into his human form, shrugged and asked, "What else?" The door was opening, so Raven did the first thing that occurred to her. She pushed Beast Boy with both hands across the bed into the small gap between the bed itself and the wall. Now he was successful hidden from the view of whoever came threw the door. In the last second, she pulled her hood up.

Raven collected her emotions and put on the usual I-don't-care façade. She sat on the edge of the bed with her with her arms crossed as well as one leg over the other, in a rather comfortable and relaxed position.

The man who stood in the doorway sneered and said, "Looks like you made yourself at home." Raven recognized the voice; it was the same man from the night before. He was still wearing a black clock, but his hood was down and he wore no mask. Raven noted his appearance if it ever became important in the future. He had long, blond, almost white, hair, a slightly pointy looking face, pale skin…No that was a wrong description. Raven decided in her head. She had pale skin; he just had a light complexion.

Lucius Malfoy advanced into the room, "It is time you meet the mastermind of your current predicament."

Raven stood up and moved towards the door. Lucius Malfoy took a grip of her forearm as to lead her. Raven pierced him with a cold glare and he let go, subconsciously intimidated by this girl or maybe from the shook of her skin being so cold.

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Beast Boy was confused and disheveled as Raven pushed him into the tiny crevasse between the wall and the bed. He was about to complain loudly when he heard a cold voice saying, "It is time you meet the mastermind of your current predicament."

Beast Boy's brain finally clicked as he remembered the urgency of the current problem. Beast Boy swiftly turned into a fly and flew after Raven the blond man, just making it threw before the door slammed shut behind them. Beast Boy tried to follow closely as not to loose the two or get locked out of a room, but not too closely as to be noticed or suspicious. Raven walked about half a paced behind the blond man. She seemed nervous noticed Beat Boy. Of course who would not be nervous in a situation like this?

The strange group comprising of two Teen Titans, one of which was a fly, and a Death Eater were swiftly approaching the end of the hallway, where their was an ominous door. The group stopped before it. Beast Boy fluttered above the two others in waiting. Raven glanced up at him when she heard his buzz. The man, Lucius Malfoy, knocked twice on the door and a scary, yet smooth voice said, "Enter."

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"Enter." It was said were quietly, like the person on the other side did not care, or was too important to call loud. Raven was sure she would not have heard the one word calling if the silence had not been deafening and she had not been straining for every sound.

The door opened, seemingly by itself, and the three people who were waiting walked in, well actually two of them walked in, the third flew in…but that is not a point. The man who had called enter was facing the opposite wall. He was tall and thin and as Raven could tell from the back of his head, bald and pale skinned.

"Lucius, leave us." The man called Lucius bowed and excited the room, again the door slamming shut. Raven naturally tensed, but took comfort from the buzz of a fly behind her. The tall, mysterious man she had been left in the room turned around. Raven was shocked when she caught a glimpse of his face. It was, frankly, snake-like. His thin, red eyes pierced her like a dagger.

"Hello Raven," he said with the hint of an evil grin of his face. Raven's breath was caught in her chest. She had nothing to say. Honestly, he was just creepy. "Cat got your tongue?" he asked then chuckled lightly at his rather bad joke. Raven glared at him from underneath her hood.

"Now," started the man again, approaching her, "This is not necessary. Is it?" he said before pulling down her hood, to show an irritated Raven.

"Are you T. M. R.," she asked bluntly.

The man we know as Voldemort chuckled lightly again, but in a more menacing way, "Oh, yes that is me," he answered before walking away from her, hands behind his back. "Or more like…" he added disdainfully, "…someone I used to be…" he trailed off, and then turned back around to face the teenager again. "But that really is not that important, but what is important is you."

"Why?" she asked.

"Well," he started with a small sneer and started pacing, "you have some …" he stopped as though struggling for a word, but it seemed as though he had practiced it, "some talents." Raven's eyes narrowed at this, trying to connect everything. Voldemort cut into her thoughts by continuing his tangent, "Some powerful talents. I thought we might some to an understanding…"

Now Raven interrupted him, which I assure you, did not happen to him often, "Threw kidnapping?"

Voldemort faced her, flexing his fingers behind his back to control his rage, "Now, now," he said in a sarcastic tone, "It is rude to interrupt people."

"It is rude to kidnap people too," Raven replied smoothly in an even more sarcastic voice, "In fact, it's a crime." Voldemort tried to hold back his rage, no one in his entire life had spoken to him like this before, especially not a teenager. Of course everyone else had a threat of torture and/or death if the spoke to him like that, and they were expendable…so it all made sense.

"Indeed, it is." was all he could think to answer to this unpredicted behavior. "But," he finally continued, "I get what I need whether the means to getting it is in or outside the law. And most the time, things that are outside the law are more fun than those within the law."

"I think that is a matter of opinion." Another awkward silence lingered. Raven took this opportunity to organize things in her mind. "So," she began breaking the silence, "You kidnapped my friends, so you could get me to do you dirty work because you were not good enough to accomplish it yourself."

"You know," said Voldemort in a menacing growl, "Most people would find it unwise to speak like that to the one has the upper hand in a situation like thus, with such insolence and disrespect, let alone someone like me. You have no idea what power I posses. It is but a mere technicality that you are needed."

"You just said it. You need me. You wouldn't dare do anything to me…at least not until you get me to do what you want."

"That is true, but I don't need your friends now do I?" he asked. Raven's eyes widen as she forgotten to calculate her captive friends into her rudeness. Silence broke out once again.

Voldemort spoke, now with his superiority again, "As long as you mind your manners from now on and do what I want you to do, I will return your friends to you unscathed."

"Forgive me if I don't trust you."

"Forgive me if the feelings mutual." Raven raised her eyebrows in question to that statement, and Lord Voldemort caught the mannerism. "I know you wouldn't be here if you did not have a plan or a secret weapon or something of the like. I have watched you and your little group of heroes for a long time now. I know how you fight notorious criminals and villains. How you strategize and work together. I know all your different powers, strengths, and even weaknesses. I did not do this on a whim. I know how to make a good plan too. I know you did not just come here submissively. I also know that there is another Teen Titan that my…," he struggled for a word again, though this time for real, "team did not capture. I was much displeased about this." Raven did not dare spare a glance to Beats Boy's fly form in the corner who was trying to act discreet.

"Now, back to business," continued the Dark Lord, "I will return you and your friends safely if you do what I ask of you."

"Well, it doesn't matter if they're already dead," she said in monotone.

"You're absolutely right. Do you wish to see them?"

"Much." She replied rather coldly.


Voldemort has good reason's for needing Raven than he is letting on or going to tell. And again, please review! They make me happy!