Chapter 4: More deaths
It was mid December, when Voldemort decided that me and the inner circle would meet, since Hogwarts was already on Christmas break.
The room we were talking in was the dining room.
Glancing around, I spotted Draco.
We have yet to speak to each other. Not like I haven't tried though. Every time I try, he either turns the other way or gives me a disgusted look.
The turning the other way, was what hurt me the most. I don't understand his way of thinking. Surely he knows the when he takes the mark, he'll be ordered to kill people. Maybe he was too naïve to think about that. Too young.
I mentally shook my head and moved closer to Aiden. Remus was here, along with Greyback. It seems that Voldemort ordered for the heirs of his inner circle and allies to be here. Since I see that Blaise is also here.
" What's wrong?" Aiden whispered in my ear.
Sighing, I spoke softly, " Draco and Blaise won't speak to me."
" Don't worry." Was what I got back as I reply.
Great, wonder what's he up to now.
Severus was beside me, Lucius and Draco in front. Blaise and his father beside them. The others were in front of Tom. I really wanted this night to be over. The meeting was about when would be a perfect time to attack. At once, everybody started to argue about when the perfect time would be.
Finally, I spoke up. " Oh about, we attack the day after everybody returns for the holiday."
Bella spoke up," Why don't we just attack the day they show up?"
" Simple, Dumbledore would be waiting with Aurors that day to keep the students safe. If we do it the day after, then Dumbles won't be ready for it." I stated, Merlin, that woman could get annoying.
"That sounds like a good plan. I'll inform the others tomorrow. I believe rest is in order for tonight, though." Tom dismissed us, and I went back to Aiden's. Aiden, though wasn't there.
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Aiden grabbed hold of Lucius.
" Lucius, I believe we need to speak."
" Very well. About we go to my study."
Aiden nodded and followed the man to his study. Once there, he made sure no one could hear them.
" It's about your son, Blaise, and Harry. As you've noticed, the boys aren't speaking to each other."
Lucius nodded, " Yes, yes I have, do you know what's it about?"
" Yes, apparently Draco and Blaise found out that Meurtrier Innocent was Harry. Now they won't talk to him because of it. And because they will have nothing to do with him, Harry is breaking. Severus was able to talk to Harry, but, I think it's time for us to speak to Draco and Blaise. I've given them enough time to work things out on their own and it's not working."
Lucius stood in deep thought. " Very well. I will call the boys to my study and then we can speak to them. Hold on a minute."
Aiden nodded, and let Lucius leave the room, to call the boys down. Blaise had decided to stay the weekend at Malfoy Manor, making things much easier. Harry should by now taking care of someone for Rhodes.
About five minutes later, Draco and Blaise were sitting down on the sofa, while Aiden and Lucius stood in front of them.
" Now, boys, Aiden has told me that you and Harry are not speaking. Why is that?" Lucius asked, his voice stern.
" Father, Harry's Meurtrier Innocent. He's a killer, an assassin. Yet, he didn't tell us."
" He didn't tell you, 'til after you two already slept with him." Aiden finish the unspoken words the blonde wouldn't say.
Both boys nodded.
" So," Lucius started," our Lord kills too. Yet, you don't see me telling him to never speak to me. Harry kills for a reason, besides revenge. He's helping Aiden and our Lord. He may kill but he still as a heart, one that can break."
Aiden continued, " One that can break, easier then you two understand. Harry as been abused ever since he could remember. Always called a freak. Had people betray him, lie to him. He's lost so much already, and yet you two still want to had on that already long list. Like Voldemort, Harry as a reason to kill. The sooner you see that Harry is still human, the sooner Harry can keep on living. The only reason he didn't tell you, was because he didn't know how. It's not something that one could start a conversation with."
Blaise and Draco looked at each other, both filled with guilt and regret. " I think it's time we apologize to Harry, right Blaise?"
" Yeah." Blaise agreed.
" Good, but don't expect Harry just jump back into your arms. It'll take some time for him to trust you again. Just don't push him." Aiden warned.
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Harry's PoV.
I stood on top of the roof of a run down house. The wind was blowing my hair, that tickled my mask. A real mask. I was wearing a mask that covered the top half of my face, leaving my fangs in full view. The black mask had small gems encrusted on the outer circle of the eye holes, and moved to where my nose would be hiding. The gems were green and red, making a pattern. I was waiting on Mundungus Fletcher, a member of the Order of Phoenix. He was on the first Order and Dumbledore had called him back.[1]
{When I mean he was on the first Order, he was on the Order when the Dark Lord, the one before Voldemort had been created, had been destroyed. He rejoined when Voldemort had came back in Harry's fourth year. I hope that makes since, if it doesn't please tell me in the review Oh, and I'm gonna call Fletcher, Dung, for short. }
Dung had also had stolen things from the Grimmauld Place. He really was a criminal, and the only reason Dumbledore kept Dung around was because he was very loyal. Now, though, the Order was about to lose another member.
Dung was now apparating right on time, though Dung didn't know that. Long straggly ginger hair, an unshaven face, and bloodshot, baggy eyes, was what Dung looked like. He was smoking one of his smelly pipes, and smelt like tobacco and stale alcohol. He disgusted me. He was a person who didn't really care about anything but money, what little he had. He was also a half-blood, an ugly, poor, half-blood.
I jumped from the roof, revealing my black blade again.
" What the hell? Who the hell are you?!" Dung yelled, after he fell right on his ass.
I chuckled," Your worst nightmare, Meurtrier Innocent. Dumbledore's Order will fall, and fall fast and hard."
I could tell he was shaking, not because he was cold, no, I smelt pure fear come off of him.
" Ple..please, have mercy." The man begged, and I just laughed.
Meurtrier Innocent was NOT known for having mercy, it was the other way around.
" Good day, sir." I said, and slashed his head clean off. I left, after leaving another message in blood
iUn autre est tu‚,
L'Ordre meurt.
Qu'attendez-vous, le vieil homme ?
Votre mort ne sera pas courte,
Je n'a pas de patience.
La guerre terminera,
et la volont‚ l‚gŠre non plus long existe.
j'entre le mort de la nuit.
j'entre la lumiŠre.
je montrerai … chagrine vous ce qu'est.
Obscurit‚ r‚gnera de nouveau. i/
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Harry's PoV.
I walked down the hallway of the Malfoy Manor. My Sire was here down in Lucius's study. Once I got there, the door was all the way open, so I leaned on the door, waiting. Draco and Blaise were talking to each other, while Lucius and Aiden were reading.
My Sire was the first to notice me. " Hey, how the mission go?"
I smirked, and sat down on his lap.
" Oh, you know, the same old same old. Dung was wetting his pants. I also left another message for Dumbles. If he doesn't react to this warning, then I'll start going after some of the Weasleys. Starting with Arthur."
Aiden seemed to think for a moment, before asking,
" You said some of the Weasleys. Which ones are you not going to kill?"
" Well, I can't kill Ginny, Pansy would be after my ass after that. The twins are still on my side, and Percy can't be located. Charlie and Bill have yet to do anything that I don't like. So basically, I would be going after, Arthur, Molly, and Ron. I might get Hermione before Ron though." I said in a casual tone.
Draco and Blaise shared a knowing look.
" Well, that's good to hear. Come on, Lucius, I need to speak to your privately." Aiden said, picking me up and putting me in the seat he was once at.
Both men left, leaving me with the other two boys. I studied them, noticing that they were not trying find away to leave, but trying to speak to me.
" Alright, what is it?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
Draco started first, " Harry, I..we're both sorry. We over reacted and didn't think. It was a lot to take in, and I guess, we were both mad for you not telling us before. I hope you can find a way to forgive us."
" Yeah, like Draco said, I'm sorry. We were acting like children." Blaise said softly.
I smiled some, but I wouldn't let them off the hook just yet. " Umm, I don't know if I can forgive you." I said, standing up, and started pacing.
" Do you know how much pain I went through. I could just kill both of you right now and never have to worry about you turning your backs on me."
" Please, Harry." Both boys pleaded, both jumping up.
" We never meant to hurt you, we were just being stupid. Harry, we would never turn our backs to you." Draco kept going. There was unshed tears in his eyes and it made my heart ache. Blaise was just pleading with his watering eyes, not sure what say.
I pulled them both in a hug, " Alright, I forgive you. Just don't make me regret this."
They both relaxed, and nodded.
That was the first night in over three months that all three boys had sex with each other.
Dec, 20, two days after Dung's death.
Order meeting.
Harry's PoV
" The message says,
Another is killed,
The order is dieing,
What are you waiting for, old man?
Your death will not be short,
I have no patience.
The war will finish,
and the light will no longer exist.
I kill in the dead of the night.
I kill in the daylight.
I will show you pain
Darkness will reign again." Dumbledore read.
" Innocent Killer must be working for Voldemort. He keeps attacking people of the light. The messages are proof enough!" One of the Order members yelled.
Dumbledore had just read the message that was left after Dung was killed. The message that I left. Yep, Dumbledore still lets me attend the meetings.
" He's going to kill all of us, if we don't do something now!" Arthur said, while the rest of the Order agreed with him.
" Mmm, I wonder why Innocent Killer is after us. Either way, we'll need to be more careful and look for any clues to who the killer could be." Was all that Dumbledore said.
Not knowing that Dumbledore was wanting to say something to the entire Order, except me, I left, thinking that meeting was a waste of time.
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Order meeting after Harry left.
" What are we going to do with the boy, Albus. He's turning dark, right under our noses." Dedalus Diggle said.
" Yeah!" Some other people yelled.
" I truly don't know. I think it's time for him to learn who he works for." Albus said, his eyes showing something truly evil hidden within.
All the Order agreed, except for three Weaselys' and a Potion master.
Dec 21,
Early at night,
Harry's PoV.
I stared down at Elphias Doge's body. Another Order member off the list. He had put up quite a fight. Instead being able to kill him with one move, I had to slash him all over the place. There were cuts on his arms, legs, and mostly his stomach. I finally was able to make a very deep cut in his stomach, almost cutting him in half. I had one cut on my right arm, but that was all.
I had killed him in his own kitchen. I left quickly, knowing I had others to kill this night. Severus had informed me, that Dumbledore was going to try to do something, that would make me remember who I was supposed to follow. Both Voldemort and my Sire had decided I needed to kill more then one person a night. Also, Aiden had given me a necklace that worked as portkey. All I needed was to think of Mort Manor and I would be safe, if the need ever rise.
Next person on the list, was Hestia Jones. She was a quick kill, only taking about ten minutes. The last person on the list was Aberforth Dumbledore.
He was a lot harder. I waited 'til Hog's Head was closed to attack. When I did, he was quick to attack back. I had to use my wandless magic for the first time on a mission. When I was finished, I was bleeding from somewhere from the chest and had a lot of cutes on my arms.
Aberforth had a slash through his throat, stomach and head. Long deep cuts were all over his body. I also used some hexes and spells that made his blood feel like it was boiling.
I left a another message,
Three more dead,
nineteen to go.
Order is breaking,
blood will keep shedding.
Light is no longer safe.
Your family is no more safe then you are.
I give no mercy, I have no boundaries.
Some will be quick, other's will be painful,
but it'll still be death.
Your turn will be last, old man.
May you meet your brother on the other side.