Chapter 7
In the heart of the city of London, hidden within an old church crypt, resided Voldemort, Lord of the Death Eaters and one-day Lord of the world. At his side is, Peter Pettigrew, a worthless sniveling man, a coward and murderer and curled around him his faithful familiar Nagini, wound around his shoulders and neck, hissing softly in his ear.
"What do my faithful followersss have to report to me Wormtail?" Voldemort hissed, his fingers scratching at Nagini's scales.
Wormtail began to shake next to his master, knowing that if he didn't tell Voldemort anything he would get severely punished for not having the answers.
"Harry Potter is remaining at Hogwarts, he was taken there after a few problems at this relative's house." He began to explain but a hand was held up to stop any further words.
"Who told you of thisss information Wormtail?" Voldemort questioned.
Wormtail bowed his head, his body shaking even more than usual, "No one told this to me My Lord, I went to see if I as an animal could get pass the wards around the house.
And if that was then possible at a later date you could have your followers transform into Animagi and have them get Potter for you that way."
Voldemort's red snake eyes looked down at the quivering mass at his feet knowing that Wormtail would never lie to him.
"You know that I don't like it when you do thingsss with out my permissssion Wormtail, even more ssso when it involvesss Potter, but thisss oncce and only this oncce I will forgive you for thisss, but only thisss oncce do you underssstand me?"
"Yes My Lord." Wormtail whispered, knowing that he wasn't in the clear just yet, bracing himself for the Cruciatus to come.
"Never do it again Wormtail. Crucio."
Wormtail let out a scream of pain as the spell hit his tense body.
Merry and Pippin looked around; a bright light had closed around them when they said the word Mellon.
"We're in Minas Tirith." Pippin said in awe.
"We're in the throne room." Merry replied looking around the grand expanse of the room, "Hasn't changed much since we were here last has it Pippin?"
"That it has not but where do you think Aragorn is?" Pippin asked walking up to the throne where Aragorn sits proudly when he is in the throne room.
"Maybe we should go and find one of the Guard to let them know we are here and if they know where Aragorn is."
With their minds set, Merry and Pippin walked out of the Throne Room and began the search for Aragorn or the Royal guard.
Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli walked into the Throne room, just missing the whisper or Elven cloak going around the door.
"I thought I heard something." Aragorn murmured.
"You did Aragorn, I heard it to and saw a shadow of a cloak go around the corner, if we hurry we can catch up to who ever it was." Legolas replied.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Gimli responded running toward the door to catch up with their wayward company.