"Did you get it?" Ash inquired.
"It wasn't an easy thing to get; owing to Westin Hills destruction I had to go through illegal channels."
"But the important thing is that you have it."
"Yes Ashley I've got it."
"Good, and not a moment too soon, tonight around eight o'clock mix it into his tea or whatever stiff upper lip Brit's drink, then give it to him."
"Thank you Captain Obvious."
"Don't be a bitch darling grand-daughter."
Eight o'clock rolled around and Amanda pulled out her prize from earlier that day. The bottle was large in size and on it read the word "HYPNOCIL". She finished brewing the tea and crushed two pills into a fine powder, put the powder into the hot tea. She took the cup up to her newest room mate. "Here drink this Draco, it's not poison, just tea."
"Thank you." was Draco's reply. His breeding taught him to be polite when offered something from the host. Draco drank the tea down quickly and went to sleep. Owing to his pure blood the hypnocil had little effect on him, it only caused him to dream later than usual.
"Welcome to my world."
"Who are you?"
"Name's Krueger, Freddy Krueger yours? I know your name. It's soon to be dead!"
"You can't kill me, I'm a pure blood wizard from the Malfoy family. I am more powerful than you."
"So not impressed." Draco lifted his wand in an attempt to protect himself. "You're going to regret this!"
"What are you going to do? Hit me with that... FISH."
"How did you do that?"
"You're in my world now freak, and you are going to tell me all you know about Voldemort!"
"I am no freak!"
"What was that word that he used against your mother before killing her, oh I remember now Cruccio!"
Draco's screams pierced the night. After Freddy was done torturing Draco, he began to tell Freddy all about Voldemort's powers, his horocruxes, and of his father Lucius Malfoy.
Deep inside the boiler room stood Voldemort. He was towering over a convulsing Lucius. He was bored with the town and burning down Westin Hills did nothing to satisfy his lust for pain. About twenty minutes into his now routine torture Lucius passed out. It wasn't too long ago that he'd have passed out two minutes into the torture session. "So you must be the little insolent boy's father." a voice came out of the darkness.
"Who dares speak to me?"
"Names aren't important at this juncture Lucius."
"Tell me who you are right now!" Lucius demanded with a voice that screamed pure blood pride.
"Who I am isn't important at this moment. My message to your boss, or dark lord as he is called, is however important."
"What is your message?"
"Tell him I want to meet with him." At that Freddy drew back his claw and slashed at the place where Lucius dark mark rested. Lucius shot up screaming in pain.
"That's right scream like the piggy you are!"
"My lord stop! I have a message for you." He lifted his sleeve to reveal the now mangled dark mark.
"How dare you defile my mark you traitor! Cruc..."
"No wait, the demon that did this as I slept has a message. He want's to meet you my lord."
"Really? Could be interesting."
"I did well my lord?"
"Yes my friend you did, you may eat and find a muggle to torture."
"Thank you my lord."
"One thing Lucius, how am I to get to him?"
"Sleep then dream, he'll find you I'm sure of it."
Lucius left the boiler room to seek his prey. Voldemort stayed behind to meet the mysterious dream demon. He put a spell on himself to protect him from harm while he lay prone and vulnerable. He took some sleeping draught with a dreaming potion chaser. Two minutes later he was face to face with the demon. "I am here what do you want? Who are you?"
"I want to learn the source of your power. The names Fredrick Krueger, Freddy to all those that fear me."