Angelic Wings

By

Black Rose

Chapter Nine: Shifting Shadows

The wizard world was not in the greatest shape as there had been attacks every night by the death eaters. Houses and even whole towns were being burned down to the ground without any answers to the cries for help from the families that inhabited them. The Order had tried to help when they could, but there was very little they could do. The wizard world community didn't know about the attacks because the Ministry was keeping it from them.

Far away outside a mansion in the middle of nowhere, people dressed in black clothes were paired off and casting spells at one another. One of these black clothed persons was taller then the rest and much older. He kept walking around the others shouting orders and also stepping in to demonstrate. Upstairs in a large room, cold eyes glittered with glee as they watched the tall man cast a spell and two people hit the ground shaking uncontrollably. The owner of the eyes jerked from the scene below with the sound of footsteps entering the room. The eyes watched a man stride in with his black robe billowing behind him and proceeded to sit upon the throne in the center of the room. His lord's eyes glowed red and his lord didn't smile. A snake that had been wrapped around the head of the throne now coiled itself comfortably around its master's arm, until it could rest its head on his hand.

"Serverus, I expect you have excellent news, about where Potter and his friends are?"

Serverus bowed to his master, and looked up.

"No, my Lord, not even the Order know where Potter and his friends are. However, I can assure you that they will be back when school starts, but that is all the information we know."

Voldemort thought about that for a while and then turned his attention back to Severus.

"Very well, Serverus, now tell me how my plan is coming along, and what about the younger ones' training?"

"That, my Lord, is great news, the children are now about 80 trained and can take out any auror in the Ministry, when comes to your plan, well, that is still taking while because the children need to be in school for it to work."

The Dark Lord got up and strode over to the window and looked down at all the training. With a sinister grin he sat back into the throne and mused.

"Excellent, the old man won't even see this coming; now tell me what the Order is up too?"

Just then Bellatrix walked in and smiled and bowed deeply to her Lord.

"What is it Bellatrix?"

She looked up with a look of frustration.

"My Lord, those girls are going to drive me mad, can't you get someone else to teach them?"

The Dark Lord had a plan for the girls that came to his side, and he wasn't going to let some pathetic woman's ego come between him and what he wanted. He raised his wand and pointed at her.

"Crucio!"

Bellartrix hit the ground and started to scream, after about five minutes he lifted the spell.

"Bellartrix, I really don't care. You will train these young women to have expertise in the dark arts! Now, get back to them and if you need help take Ms. Malfoy with you. Get out of here before I curse you again!"

"Yes, my Lord." she spluttered as she fled the room.

The Dark Lord turned back to Serverus.

"Now, you had something to tell me about… the Order."

Serverus nodded and as an evil smile molded his lips.

"The Order is trying to work out how to fight so many death eaters, and how to do so in a way that helps the Ministry keep your attacks unnoticed. Other than that they are too worried about Potter and his friends. In fact they are so worried that even they don't see that these attacks are a distraction."

"That is what I thought, that old man cares so much for the boy that even he forgets that there are other people that he needs to be worried about!" With that maniacal laughter filled the room.

"Now, take this note to Peter Pettigrew, and tell him to take it to the Minister, oh, yes, and do tell him that he will need more than Potter to save his life!"

"Yes, my Lord" hissed Serverus. Then he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Lord Voldemort glanced back out the window and watched the children hexing each other. He snickered and stared pointlessly at the open forest for a bit as a new plan formed in his mind. He then looked down at his snake and a wicked smirk came to his face.

"You know, I think it's about time that we showed this Ministry what we can really do, and they wouldn't even know what is happening to them." As Voldemort mused about his newest plan, the room filled once more with maniacal laughter.

Meanwhile, an older looking man with grayish hair was preparing to leave his house. Glancing around, he grabbed up and stuffed six letters into his coat pocket before shutting the door behind him. Looking to the horizon, he whistled to himself. He knew that Harry and his friends needed him and he was going to be there for them.

A/N-Thanks for reading, I hope you like it. Please Review, and thanks to the people that have already. Sorry about this short chapter, but I didn't want to give too much away about what Voldemort is planning; I just wanted to give you an idea what he was up too. ---- Black Rose