First and foremost I'd like to say thatI do not own any harry potter character. IfI didI wouldnt be writing on fanfic now would I? So everything belongs to J.K.Rowling except the plot, storyline,and everything else synonymous. This applies throughout the whole story and because Im such a lazy bumI can't write it again and again and again and... well you get the picture.
A.N- I just want to stay that this fic will take a long time to develop. It is a Herco fic, but it will take some time to get there. Hope you have fun and enjoy the story. Without further ado, on withthe fic:
'Do I make myself clear' the chilling voice reverberated round the four walls of the room. It was more a statement than a question.
'Yes, master. Perfectly!' came the reply.
The two looked at each other, feral smirks gracing their lips. 'I will be expecting progress reports every week. I give you leave to go now.'
'Thank you my lord.' with that the death eater with eyes of steel, hair of gold and aura of the unknown left the room with the swish of his cloak.
After his departure, maniacal laughter filled the room. 'We will see how you fare mister Malfoy. We will indeed.' Lord Voldemort surveyed his bony fingers and thought of how his plans would slowly begin to unfold and his reign of power will resume.
'Wormtail, bring it to me!' he hissed venomously.
Out of the shadows, a human began to materialize from his prior rat like state. He quickly bowed out of the room and came back a while later holding a golden goblet which glittered in the moonlight.
'My pretty,' he hissed, while fingering the object almost lovingly.
'We will have to part unfortunately, but not for long. You will come back to your place soon enough." Gazing at the object for a second longer he quickly whipped his wand out with surprising alacrity. With a few choice words the gold object faded into nothingness. Regaining the cold glimmer in his eyes he called the vermin to serve him.
'Wormtail tell Lucius to come immediately. He should be overjoyed with the task I have set his son'
Wormtail agreed and went outside to come back with three wizards dragging another one behind them. The almost lifeless body moved with the slightest touch. No doubt, the effect of having been tortured for the past few months.
'Avery, Bellatrix and Snape, thank you for bringing him here. I need to tell him something of greatest importance!'
Without a word the three brought Lucius forward. A long finger protruded from Voldemorts robes, which lightly touched Lucius' chin. Looking into his dull eyes he whispered (which just added to the seriousness of the situation), 'He has accepted'
These three words altered the lives of many.
Severus' eyes widened, Bellatrix nodded proudly and Avery was indifferent. Amongst the people a low moan was heard. All eyes landed on to the source of the sound. Looking at Lucius, Voldemort could barely see any emotion. But penetrating his mind showed otherwise. He was in pain because of what Voldemort had just said. He had been in pain the whole summer thanks to his master; he had been in emotional torment due to his wife and son. Now was the last boundary. He had just lost his son. He felt guilt because it was his entire fault. 'Forgive me, my son'
His eyes rolled into his head and slipped into a world of darkness before anyone else could act.
The silence which followed was dark and heavy. 'I want him to be placed back at the manor. Bella you will stay with him and ensure he does not step out of line. Keep him under the imperious, but lift it off during the night. I want him to suffer and to know that it was because of him his son is doing what he is doing. I want him to feel pain. He failed me and caused me to suffer, but what comes round…comes round…round. Hahahaha!'