Chapter 5: The Real Moriarty Part I
John yawned, it's two am in the morning and they've been waiting over an hour for the official approval from the Minster himself to go through, he had not anticipated this but as Harry is only a low-ranking Auror, she can't give him access.
A young witch walked in just as John was dozing off, she stretched and gave them a slip of parchment with Minster Shacklebolt's signature on it.
"You can go through now," She yawned and walked away, muttering under her breath while taking out her wand to cast a quick Refreshment Spell on herself. John watched her with the slightest bit of jealousy, he once wished and wished he could do it too. Stealing Harry's wand and spell books on those summer vacations away from Beauxbatons, only to disappoint himself when nothing came out of the tip of the wand.
His sister gave him a gentle nudge and they stood up together, stumbling across the room, they walked down the corridor to a drowsy guard who looked at their papers and nodded. The guard lets them down an elevator, and into another corridor. Further and further underground they went until finally, they stopped in front of a heavy looking door. The middle-aged wizard took out his wand and twirled it, the door opens to reveal...
Nothing.
There was no one in the cell, the room was bare all except for the slim bed in the corner, a few torches on the wall and...and a white envelope, John picked it up and turned it over, he froze as he read what was written on the back of the envelope, a name that he has not heard for over a decade, but is unmistakably, him.
Author's note: So sorry about this, I know I promised a full chapter with a Voldemort appearance, but school have started and I have been really really busy. So I spilt this chapter into two parts and the next part will be uploaded probably next week. See you then;).