Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my imagination and whatever else is in this story that doesn't make sense. I was inspired by J.K. Rowlings wonderful world. this is not meant to be a long story only a one hitter I've been waiting to post. so we'll see how it goes. Enjoy!

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Spellbinding

Chapter 1

There are those who do terrible things in this world,

and those who will do terrible things in this world....

she will do neither....

The night was darker as a storm grew nearer, blocking out the moon and stars. A mist rose eerily from the grounds of the Dark Forest. The shadows clung to the tree branches so that even they seemed alive with movement.

A wolf howled in the distant past the hilltops. It could have been a wolf, whose to say, but if you knew the tale and the stories, then you also knew that there were not ordinary wolves in the Dark Forest.

A single owl glided across the sky, weaving in and out of the tree trunks above, a second owl appeared and then a third. The first owl with its keen vison and red piercing eyes, spotted the other two. And Voldemort knew one could only be his lover Bellatix and the other Knott. The first owl glided forward and settled on the hard ground of an open field and began to change form. Its wings and claws melted into arms and legs. Its chest expanded and enlarged into that of a man. Its dark smoky grey feathers became a long and flowing cloak, perfectly hooded, hiding the hideous creature beneath it until his transformation was complete. His eyes, however, remained lifeless, red as the coals of hell.

He looked upon the crowd of death eaters. They did not fear him, the others. He was their Lord and master, and would lead them to greatness, with the world of muggles and muggle-lovers crawling at their feet. And so, they gathered around him, silently, each and every one of them with a serious look upon their face, each with a murder hidden in their eyes.

Voldemort looked at his army. These few were his most trusted of followers. And they deserved more than this low and ugly life he had given them so far.

"Welcome, I thank all of you for your loyalty, you have come, when you are called upon. For this, you shall be rewarded, you all shall be crowned the guardians of our world, our new way of life. You humble me with your strength and desire to kill all that shall stand in our way. I am honored to call you my brother, my sister." he turned towards the cloaked form he knew to be Bellatrix "And my devoted lover." he said.

Was he evil, Yes. But his voice when it came was beautiful. Deeply, filled with knowledge that many of them could only dream of having and with the ending of each sentence there it was, the serpent of his soul, hissing back with his voice.

"I have seen the fall of our Ministry, It is weaker now, and for this we are stronger. This is the year, when the world will know we are here, forever…"

A strong wind picked up and a army of oversized vampire bats turned downward from the clouds. Spreading they're wings across the land.

But not all would side with The Dark Lord, many did not want to plunder and feed upon the innocent with such cold destruction. Murdering without a true need to feed, turning children. To turn a child was unlawful for them. But, for the hundred or so that sided with Voldemort, they did not care for laws designed to protect humans. They were food and a child was considered a tiny snack.

"All of you must know this, the boy Harry Potter will die, I have discovered his weakness." Voldemort tapped the temple of his own head. He had become very aware of the connection between the boy's mind his own. And for him, it meant danger. His plans could be as easily interpreted as Potter's. He did not like the idea of anyone in his head. "Your mission will be to hunt and destroy, anyone with a connection to Harry Potter. Show no pity, for if you are captured know this. They will show no mercy with your brother. My sources have come back with news that the boy will not return to Hogwarts." Voldemort laughed coldly, walked forward and turned, his cloak floated behind him as if it too were magic. "Without the old man he his nothing. A mere frighten boy, and it was I that brought on the destruction of the once powerful Dumbledore. He, that was so feared by many…but we did not fear him did we?"

No..No

No…no

No

"I said we did not fear him did we?"

Again they responded, No.

"Noooo…we did not. His words was no man's law. It was a measure of respect from those to weak, that gave him his power. And that filthy thing called love, made him weak in return.... so easy to destroy." said Voldemort. Lucius and Voldemort exchanged a long look. They spoke on a private mental path. Lucius, then lowered his hood and bowed out to leave, and to do as his master ordered.

He stopped once again and looked over their faces, his red eyes probing, piercing their minds for stray thoughts. "I am not afraid to die," his nostrils flared "I fight with the oldest beast. I am at war as we speak. Too many have learned of my secrets."

From his cloak he removed a battered leather book, ruined stained with the poisonous blood of the basilisks venom. He tossed it onto the ground. It was taken from Dumbledore's office the night of his death. "There is a liar among us, he is the weak link stopping us from claiming back our world."

The wizard looked directly into the eyes of the half-blood prince, and slowly he nodded accepting his fate. Severus, had always been one of his most loyal. Voldemort had his suspension about the potions master. If Severus could be capable of betrayal; he after a life of such devotion, and service, then any of them could. When Voldemort spoke again he spoke to them all, as his family. "Do you take this task of your own free will?"

In unison they chanted yes, yes my Lord.

"After I have gone, my son will take my place. He will be young and inexperienced, but you must teach him and when he comes of age you shall feed him my blood, so that I may bring forth his mightiness and fill him with great powers. My seed, my son, your new Dark Lord is awaiting to be born."

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