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Chapter 11

Unplottable location (Riddle's manor, Little Hangleton), 1996

Little Hangleton was a peaceful village, the neighbours knew each other, people could say that there wasn't anything special about this village. But it would be lie. In this small town, there was a beautiful manor, it had a dark type of beauty. In the past, this manor was one of a kind, speaking of wealth and lords. One year ago, people were able to see the neglected manor, standing proud on wild green grass, which started growing since the death of the gardener, Frank Bryce. He wasn't viewed as an innocent either, people remembered him, he was the prime suspect for killing the family who lived in the manor. And that family! People continued to speak about the wealthy snobs of a family, which were the Riddle, the son was gorgeous, dark haired, dark eyes, aristocratic. He was named Tom Riddle, the fellow married with the bad looking daughter of the Gaunt family. This was one of the greatest scandal in the past, the rich snob marrying the poor uncultured girl, they were the perfect opposit of each other. They ran away shortly after marriage to London. The most mysterious part of this story, was not only this scandal! But Tom returned to his parents without the girl. Some speculated at the time, that she was dead, some said that he realised his error.

Nowdays, more than before, the manor was not spoken of, it was like they all forget it was even here, they would tell the bed time story to their children, but strangely enough, they didn't remember where was this manor. But the proof of this story was the Gaunt shack, said to be haunted, and no one dared to approach this place. Because when they tried, accidents would happen, it was called Merope's malediction, people said that the dead girl returned in her father's house and was continuing to cry for her lost love, baring everyone entrance. Children continued to ask how Bryce died, parents and grandparents continued to answer the same way. And for Bryce, they explained that he had tried to search the manor.

But what they didn't know was that this manor was really standing here in Little Hangleton, less than one year ago, they could still see it, but now a Fidelius charm protected the place. The manor was repaired with the help of house elves, it was housing lots of magical being.

In one of the manor rooms, a boy was getting up slowly, he had dark wild black hair which were messier than normal, and green eyes. Blinking slowly he glanced at the side of the bed, his partner was not here. He became more alert, and his ears noted water running in the bathroom. He got up slowly, walked toward the bathroom, he was thankful for the rug or his feet would have felt cold. He entered, and reached for an unused toothbrush.

"-You used the green one or the red one?" asked the boy. The water stopped. And a calm voice answered.

"- The red one darling." Harry blinked twice, before taking the red one, his brain waking up slowly with him. Today he didn't feel like doing anything. He put some paste on it, ah, the menthol taste felt so fresh in his mouth. He finished brushing his teeth, and rinsed his mouth. When the young man taking the shower chuckled softly. Harry sighed.

"-Why are you laughing? Are you getting madder?"

"-Daaarling~ You wound me. We just shared an indirect kiss."

"- No, I don't think so." smirking Harry continued. " I knew you were going to try something like that, you used the green one and pranked me so we would share your 'indirect' kiss. That's why I used the red one, knowing that you must have used the green."

"- Ah. My darling is clever." A smirking Thomas get down from the shower, taking the towel Harry handed him. He continued to smirk as harry pushed him toward the door. His darling was shy! And a pervert as he did enter when Thomas was taking a shower.

Harry striped and entered in the shower, the warm water flushing slightly his skin. Closing his eyes he used the rich soap to clean himself, and froze.

No. No way.

"-You ba*****!"

In the room, Thomas who was getting dressed let a laugh escape his thin lips. His darling may know him, but Thomas knew his lover too, and he was from Slytherin blood. That's why he used both brushes.


Same place, same time

"- Get up! "

Draco couldn't take it anymore. He had to go down to eat breakfirst, he had tried to wake up Lucian four times before going to shower. Now he had tried two more times. He couldn't take it more, he was running out of his patience. Taking his wand out, he pointed it at the blond's face.

"-Aguamenti."

Water sprouted toward Lucian's face, who suddenly got up and escaped, taking his wand out of nowhere.

"- Stupefix!"

Draco didn't see it coming, and fell down on the ground, hitting himself on the bed corner.

"-Oh. Draco!" Lucian rushed toward his cousin, and used ennervate. "Are you okay?"

"- No! I'm not bloody okay! I hit my head!" shricked Draco.

"- Oh my Merlin! Your head, hopefully there's no trace on your face! Let me see" Lucian looked the blond's head and face.

"-Is there any trace?" worried Draco.

"- No. Not really, it's a little red, but nothings happened." The two blonds sighed in relief.

"- You should dress up quickly. The dark lord doesn't like waiting, as I already wrote you."

"- Quickly?! Maybe you did catch something! How could you say that?"

"-Stop, go clean yourself, I'm choosing your clothes."Draco rolled his eye.

"- Oh. Okay."


Dining room, Unplottable location, 1996

They were all seated. They, as all the guest, the inner circle, and their group. A hissing noise was heard, before a long snake slithered her way in the room, in-between her throat and her stomach was a big form, meaning that she had already eaten. Well, at leat no one was going to be eaten by her today. And did she even eat people, this weird thought belonged of course to Harry. A man with skin whiter than a corpse, dressed in black robes walked toward the 'special' chair on the head of the table. As he walked toward his chair, food began appearing on the table, as if he made it appear. He sat down.

"- Good morning My Lord."

They all said this in unison, Harry suddenly imagined them singing in choir together, he closed his eyes and occluded. Not now, he was in the presence of the Dark Lord, he had to control his imagination.

*Massster will you ssscratch my belly after eating.*

"- You can start eating." Voldemort ignored Nagini.

*Massssster! You will have to as you ignored me! How could you?*

And suddenly small conversations were made. Strangely enough Thomas's group were silent, they had nothing to tell, and integration was difficult.

"- Thomas."

"-Yes, Vlad?"

"-Are we doing the meeting today?"

Conversations stopped. Why were they always spying on them? Thought Trixy. They could have speak to them before and now they were butting in their conversations.

"- We could do it here?" proposed a hopeful Lucian glancing at Draco.

*Masster, you know I sssaw the two blondss mating together yessterday. I sssaw both of them coming out of a room together! *

"- I see. So our cause is less important than family?" asked coldly Thomas. The death eaters could finally see the familiarity between their Lord and his son.

"- I apologize my prince." Lucian's joyful voice became serious.

"- Prince, I must agree with the dunderhead. Even if they are present, we have nothing to hide for today's meeting." Trixy said with calculating eyes.

"- I see. Rosier." Thomas ordered before drinking the name. The chubby boy, that the death eaters underestimated, took his wand and murmured silently incantations after incantation, in old east slavic. The room was suddenly layered in magic webs, they could feel the flow of magic. Thomas continued to speak looking at his father this time, smirking " You can participate father, if you want. Actually, let this be an invitation to you all , watch." Coldblue mysterious eyes shifted toward the rest.

The six people got up. Thomas took his wand and used his magic to conjure a throne to sit down. He crossed his legs, put his head on his hand, making the impression of being a bored prince waiting for enternainment, with his mischievious coldblue eyes. The five others aligned themselves, their postures were different. Rosier changed his clothes, he was dressed in rich robes, speaking of his heritage, the chubby face lost is innocence, he was wearing the pureblood mask. Trixy took her wand twirling it, before non verbally changing her dress. She was wearing a long white coat, like the muggle scientist, on her breast pocket was a tag 'Doctor in training', her already cold face turned emotionless. Even if her mother was Bellatrix, she was a Lestrange, her calm demanour, and dark cool aura were eye catching. Potter was wearing a black cloack, hiding every piece of his body. Dolohov Vladimir didn't change, but his posture was straight, and his eyes lost the ever present tiredness. Lucian was wearing a motor jacket, combat boots, and simple blue shirt (Draco groaned, he had spent so much time choosing robes, now he was back in other clothes), his left ear was pierced and had a lightblue gem earring on.

Now that he had seen it, Theodore Nott glanced at all of them, the Lestrange girl was wearing a pair of purple earrings, the Rosier heir was wearing a bronze ring with a yellow gem on his pinky, the other Dolohov had a gold curb. And as for Potter, he couldn't see, as the gryffindor was wearing a cloak. They were pretentious, their behaviour were lofty, Haughty Potter, how did he came in the grace of the Dark Lord's son?

"- The meeing start now." The voice of Thomas broke everyone from their thoughts.

"- Yes, My Prince." Their voices resonated in the room.

*Massster I'm out of there if thiss weird ssentationss isss caussssed again!*

"- Dolohov, tell us the situation of zone 4."

"- Zone 4 is situated near two sources of water, there're three villages in this zone, between the village A and B, we've got thirthy five kilometers, A and C have fifthty four kilometers of differences. B and C got only ten kilometers of distance but the main road is in reparation, they won't be able to reach each other because the whole landscape is made of forest and snow, no auto can pass, the only way to go through would be by walking. And as Lucian played is part, they are doomed."

"- Excellent. Rosier. Lestrange."

"- Yes Prince ! " Rosier's form became more rigid. "We, as in me and Lestrange, have searched through the three villages, we've found two muggleborn. There was not any other wizard, although there was a veela. " Rosier glanced at Trixy, Thomas looked toward her.

"- Two muggleborns Age 3 and age 8. Both are boys, and brothers, Brown haired. The veela was a female, strawberry blonde hair, milky skin, tall, thirty six years old. They are all in good health. The Veela was exterminated. She was pro-light Prince." Lestrange paused and Rosier continued.

"-We've already evacuated the two youngster, they are in zone 14. Trixy asked if they prefered life without their family or death, they both choose life, as they had each other, so she obliviated them. Mrs F. is taking care of them now."

"- I see." The dark prince was thinking, he smirked before speaking." The attack will take place tonight at eleven, we don't want the parents to search too much for he children, don't you agree?"

He glanced at Dolohov, who approached his leader, and the leader approached him. Thomas took his wand and put it on the tired looking man's temple. He extracted a silver vapor flowing like water, a memory. Muttering a spell the thing was becoming more and more solid. Suddenly the memory flashe bright blue, and a map appeared. They could see a format of the whole zone 4, in a reduced model. Thomas tapped two times on a village, and the map zoomed on it. Lord Voldemort needed to have this spell.

*Massster! I'm going out!* and Nagini slithered out of the room.

"- Dolohov, Rosier," continued Thomas, "you two will be placed on the border, Rosier you'll take north, north-east and east, Dolohov you'll take south-west, west and south. Lestrange you'll go between village A and village C, put wards and destroy everyone in our path. I'll do the same between B and C. Bonnefoi, Black, you two have the village C. If problem raise, communicate with your gems. But I'm sure that you two will behave." He glared at Lucian and Harry.

"- Son, maybe my death eaters should help you, you're only six, and even if they are muggles, you won't be able to exterminate them all." Thomas laughed coldly in answer to his father.

"- Did you all assume that we were only six?" His group smirked with their leader. "No father, we're more than that, more than you're thinking."


Unplottable location, Volgograd (Russia), 1986

Thomas, Trixy, Dmitri, Lucian and Evans were on a random guest room. The first two were on a couch, the three others favored the carpet on the floor. The room had a nice welcoming feeling, the big windows were closed and the brown curtains with golden design were also closed. The room was litted with a multitude of candles, and was warmed with the fireplace. The only sound in this room was caused the cracks of the burnt logs. The children were doing nothing, they were silent. Until,

"-Arg! I can't take it anymore! Guys, speak!" shouted the blond boy.

"- Why do you always have too shout or whine? Can't you stay silent for more than five minutes?" said an exasperated Trixy. "But, what are we waiting for Thomas?"

"- We're waiting for Vlad. I do not want to repeat everything."

"-Lazy." muttered Lucian.

The silence came again, with the crisping sound in the fireplace. Sudddenly, a small knocking sound between long intervalls was heard. The door opened slowly, a young man with hair attached in a lazy low ponytail, reaching his shoulder blade, entered in the room. He slowly walked in tired pace toward the second couch near Rosier, he sat on it. 'PROOOUT', a farting noise was heard, before Lucian and Rosier fell down laughing, Evans was trying to hide his own chuckles, Trixy giggled behind his hand.

"-At least it wasn't the silent but deadly." said Thomas while smirking.

"- It wasn't me." said a annoyed looking Vlad, he took the farting cushion that he didn't saw before sitting. And he threw it at the blond, who looked shocked, when a farting sound came hitting his face.

"- It wasn't me!" said the boy.

"- Well who would do this me if it wasn't you?"

"- I don' t know! But it wasn't me!"

"- Lucian there is no way it would be me, as I'm a proper lady, Evans's a little too shy to do this ridiculous joke, Rosier has too much respec for Vlad, and there's no way it was Thomas."

"- Wha-, but it wasn't m-" but Lucian was cut by Rosier.

"- Please Lucian, shut up with your pitiful attempt at lying."

"- Well. I would like to know why I was called home?" asked Vlad over sputtering Bonnefoi.

"- We're going to take over the world." said a blunt Thomas.

"- I think, I need coffee." A house elf appeared with black coffee, Vlad drink it in one go. "Okay, repeat what you said."

"- We're going to take over the world."

"-Are you mad?"

"- No listen." asked Trixy.

Sighing Dolohov decide to listen. Thomas opened his mouth, letting Vlad know he already planned all.

"- You're all going to be my inner circle, like my father had. We'll all train hard to be he best, and we'll each specialize in a style, so we'll be really powerful in all aspect, but more powerful in our specialization. We'll recruit muggleborn, and wizard, and magical creature, to our cause! We'll hide from all of them, using orphanages! You see they're the keys to our success! We'll hide our armies their!"

"- And what's your 'cause'? What you'll do if those children are adopted?"

"- Muggle extermination. Or at least separation between our world, muggle extermination will help us train." proposed the eleven-year-old boy. "If they get adopt we'll propose an alternative they will go live with them, but participate in our trainings. See, as long as they have magic, they're worthful. Will you help us? And you know your blood will ask for fight, so you should join, it will help you."

Dolohov hesitated.

"- I promised your mother to protect you. And your father was th-" he was cut by Thomas.

"- I'm going to do this whatever you say, they all are with me" he pointed the other children behind him" if you join, you could always contine to protect me, and even if you supported my father, you didn't join him." Thomas and Dolohov locked their eyes.

"- Alright. I'll join your 'cause'. But I will continue to protect you. Now, you should all go to sleep." The children smiled brightly, they hugged their guardian before going to sleep. Dolohov continued to rest on his couch. He was overwhelmed. He wasn't even getting paid for all this babysitting!

Behind the closed door, in the corridor, the youngster hugged and separated. Rosier and Lucian decided to eat a little sandwich before going to sleep. Trixy decided to go to bed, so Evans and Thomas decided to see her off. They walked toward her room, talking about their futur training.

"- I want to be a wicked witch!" She blushed and the two boys snorted. " I mean, I want to be strong and help you brother. I want to fight using poison or something, what do you think Evans?"

"- That would be so coool!" exclaimed the green-eyed-boy. " You could heal too! And you'll be like, ' I can fight you know.' and bam! you slame a needle full of poison on the evil people!"

"- Wait aren't we the evil people?" asked Trixy to a confused Evans, both of them paused and glanced at Thomas.

"- There is no good or evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it." quoted Thomas, it was what his mother told him, it was a quote made by his father.

The two children looked at him with a bemused look.

"- Okaaay. I'm going to sleep, goodnight boys." Trixy kissed both of their cheeks, before opening the door to her room, and going to sleep.

Evans and Thomas continued to walk, Thomas decided to chose the room right next to Evans'. They arrived in front of Evans's room.

"- Will you give me a goodnight kiss?" asked Thomas with that strange look in his eyes.

"-Er... Isn't it a girly thing to do?"

"- Of course not! It's a friendly thing. And shouldn't you be thinking girls have cooties or something?"

"- Girls have cooties!" asked a shocked Evans. " I thought it was false!"

"- Of course it's true, that's why you should never kiss girls, or hug them."

"- But Trixy is a girl, no? Didn't she give me cooties?"

"-No Evans, Trixy is lady in the making, so she's alright. But, no other girls, okay?"

"- Oh. Okay... I will ask Trixy."

"- No! You can't." Thomas' voice had a worried tone.

"- Why?"

"- Because, er..." Thomas hesitated."It's not proper, it's the same as asking a Lady her age, or a woman."

"-Oh. Okay." Thomas was saved.

"- Good night Darling." Thomas kissed the top of Evans head. The cute boy blushed shyly.

"- G-good night Thomas." muttered the little child. Thomas walked away, but Evans' hand caught the hem of Thomas's robes. The oldest turn around. Evans detached his hand from the clothe.

"- I-I w-wanted to say. The joke was funny."

"- That's because we make a good team Evans." He winked at the younger boy, and went toward his room.

Evans could only grin, before going to bed.


End of the chapter! Ciao everyone. I'll write in one week or two. Have a nice week. =)