He's Not Dead Yet

*Spoiler* Yes, I do intend on having the Killer Rabbit in the story; yes, it is Luna; yes, she will wreak havoc on the Death Munchers. But not yet. Not yet.

Please remember that if you ever see the word 'football' in the story it means what we Americans would call 'soccer.'

I don't own Harry Potter or anything to do with Monty Python.

That's Not an Anagram, That's a Spoonerism

Harry woke up early and got dressed for his morning jog. He invited the others to join him; Hermione was a bit hesitant as she had never been particularly athletic, but they managed to convince her. On their way outside, they came across Fay Dunbar. She had apparently heard about Harry's custom of taking a morning jog and asked if she could join them.

Harry and Fay ended up getting into a race. Harry, who had always been naturally rather fast, was pleased to see that Fay had no trouble keeping up with him and even pulled ahead a few times.

Hermione and Luna watched Harry and Fay have their race and smiled. Since she had begun to spend time with Luna, Hermione had become more attuned to people's feelings; right now, she could tell that Fay liked Harry a lot, and Harry himself was beginning to like their fellow Gryffindor. Luna was just happy that Harry was finally making some progress in finding his future wives; however, she felt like things needed to step up a great deal; perhaps she and Hermione could come up with a good plan. Luna bit her lower lip thoughtfully; in the other universes things seemed to go so much easier; if only the great master of this universe could stop fooling around and think up something, everything would be so much simpler.

Neville was currently puffing a bit from the jog. As a pure-blood wizard, he wasn't accustomed to getting so much exercise. Neville's decision to join the others for their morning jog was because of a wish to spend time with his friends and to build up his strength; Neville might be a little slow, but he wasn't beyond noticing the way girls looked at Harry since he started working out, so it occurred to Neville that maybe if he got fit it would help him get Hannah's attention.

The group of friends sat down together at breakfast. Luna joined them as she had no wish to sit with the Ravenclaws who would completely ignore her. They had even invited Fay to join them.

"What have we got first?" said Harry.

"Herbology with the Hufflepuffs; and then Care of Magical Creatures with the Slytherins," said Hermione. "Thank goodness you told Hagrid not to bring in any dangerous creatures. What was it you said he wanted to show us? Brass-Ended Skoots?"

"Blast-Ended Skrewts," Harry corrected. "Yeah, I had a long talk with Hagrid about how some creatures might not be dangerous for him but they are very risky for other students. I think he said that he'll be teaching about unicorns."

Hermione gave a relieved sigh.

"What's your first class, Luna?" asked Fay.

"The new Ethics course," Luna replied. "It's a good thing you made that mandatory, Harry. A lot of students feel they can do anything they want and there will be no repercussions." She didn't show it, but she gave an internal flinch. Luna knew first-hand who some of those students were. "After that, I'm off to Biology."

"You're taking Biology, Luna?" asked Harry. Well, that certainly fit what he knew about her.

"Oh, yes. The first semester is about reproduction and genetics. I certainly don't want to miss that." Luna gave a slight giggle at the blushing faces of her comrades. Really, they were all so repressed in her opinion.

"Right," said Neville. "Ugh, Double Divination in the afternoon," he groaned.

"Why don't you change a class, Neville?" suggested Harry. "Divination is pointless unless you're a Seer. There are plenty of classes still open and I'm sure you'll find something you'll like."

"What are you taking in the afternoon, Harry?"

"Chemistry. It's a lot like Potions in a way. Then I have Political Science."

"Why don't you go and talk to Professor Babbling, Neville?" suggested Hermione. "I'm sure she'd be happy to help you choose a new subject. Harry, maybe you should add in a new policy regarding Divination so people stop taking it as an excuse to get out of learning real subjects?"

"Good idea, Hermione," said Harry. "Don't know why I didn't think of it sooner."

"We all get distracted."

It was then that the post owls arrived. Many of them carried copies of The Quibbler. Harry smirked at the thought of what today's article would bring. No sooner had Harry finished pouring himself some pumpkin juice than shocked gasps were heard all around the Great Hall.

"Oh, look," said Luna, "Daddy's new article is out."

Beneath a copy of an old photograph of a rather attractive, dark-haired boy with a haughty smirk was the headline:

Lord Voldemort: Liar and Hypocrite

You-Know-Who keeps true heritage a secret

By Xenophilius Lovegood

Lord Voldemort is one of the most feared Dark Lords to have ever been known in Britain. Members of a group known as the Death Eaters nearly conquered the British Isles through murder, torture, intimidation, and terror. Their goal was to eliminate those they deemed to be of 'impure' blood; meaning the Muggle-born and half-bloods. Their leader was the self-proclaimed Dark Lord Voldemort, the bastion of pure-blood supremacy without a single mark of this alleged 'taint' in him. Or was he?

Certain investigations have been done by myself and a few anonymous individuals to uncover the true story behind Voldemort. What we found is truly shocking.

It is well-known that Voldemort always claimed to be the Heir of Slytherin; however, it was made apparent that the real heir was none other than Lord Harry James Potter. The only way Voldemort could make such allegations would be if he was related to the Florus line; which, it soon became clear, he was not. Voldemort's mother was the daughter of a line known as the Gaunt family, an off-shot of the Slytherin line that had become destabilized after generations of incestuous inbreeding. The woman in question, Merope Gaunt, was an uneducated and magically weak person, practically a Squib.

After the incarceration of her father and brother, Merope is believed to have used a Love Potion to ensnare the very man her relatives were arrested for attacking; a Muggle by the name of Thomas Riddle the Second. After some time of using the potions on Mr. Riddle, Merope suddenly stopped; perhaps she felt that he had truly come to care for her, or he would stay because of the child she was pregnant with. However, neither of these assumptions proved true as Thomas abandoned her, dooming her to wander the streets. On a cold New Year's Eve of 1926, Merope, half-dead from cold and starvation, found her way to a Muggle orphanage and gave birth to a son, Tom Marvolo Riddle. Merope died not even an hour after the birth.

During his time at the orphanage, young Tom Riddle developed a reputation as a 'troubled' child and was ostracized by his peers. There were stories of him making things happen, what we would call 'accidental magic,' but what the people at the orphanage called 'abnormal'; the things Tom Riddle did were intended to frighten and bully the other children, often if they had done something to anger him. When Tom arrived at Hogwarts, he was sorted into Slytherin House and promptly looked down upon by his housemates as he did not have the surname of a magical family. After this, Tom began to resort to his old methods of intimidation and even violence to gain the loyalty of the other Slytherins. Tom was also noted for his charisma and intelligence, which earned him admirers from students and faculty alike. Once Tom learned of his connection to the Gaunt family, who had always claimed descendancy from Salazar Slytherin, his popularity inside Slytherin House was assured.

After some time, Tom, who despised his birth name, decided to create a new alias for himself. By rearranging the letters in his name, TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE, he came up with the phrase: I AM LORD VOLDEMORT. This is a trick known in the non-magical world as an anagram and is often used in coded messages.

In 1942-43, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was terrified by a series of strange attacks on students, leaving them petrified, that ended only after the death of a young girl, Myrtle Morgan, whose ghost is still known to haunt the girls' bathroom in which the legendary Chamber of Secrets was discovered. Tom Riddle, a fifth year prefect at the time, was reported to have caught the one behind the attacks; the person in question, Rubeus Hagrid, a third-year Gryffindor, was found to be in possession of an acromantula and was expelled without so much as a hearing. While young Mr. Hagrid's actions in owning a Class XXXXX dangerous creature were extremely risky, evidence shows that said acromantula never actually harmed anyone in the school; Mr. Hagrid informed us that he had made a deal with the creature, whom he named Aragog, that it would not attempt to hurt any student or faculty member. Mr. Hagrid was expelled and Mr. Riddle received an award for services to the school.

The truth of the matter is that Tom Riddle discovered the Chamber of Secrets and, through his use of Parseltongue, was able to order the basilisk in the chamber to attack Muggle-born students. How do we know this to be fact? The story picks up about fifty years later.

The year is 1992, the night of October 31st. Three students are returning to their dormitory after attending a Deathday Party for their House ghost, when, suddenly, one of them hears something; a strange voice moving along the corridors. The other two can't hear it, but follow their friend; when the voice eventually fades, they discover a horrible sight. On the wall in front of them, in what appears to be blood, is the message: THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED; ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE. Besides the massage is the petrified form of the caretaker's cat.

Soon the corridor fills with students, all of them aghast at what they see. As the three students were the first on the scene, everyone began to point a finger of blame at them without even asking for their side of the story. The caretaker, who became immensely distraught by the attack upon his pet, immediately began to threaten the three students who just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. However, the problem was soon sorted out as they had a clear alibi in the form of the ghosts who attended the Deathday Party. Over time, the attacks escalated as students began to be petrified; a first year Gryffindor, a second year Hufflepuff and the Gryffindor ghost, and finally a second year Gryffindor (one of the three students who had been found at the scene of the first attack) and a fifth year Ravenclaw prefect.

In an attempt to be seen doing something, the Ministry ordered for the arrest of Rubeus Hagrid, the school gamekeeper, as he was implicated in the original attacks; he was sent to Azkaban without trial, much like what happened to Sirius Black. Upon being questioned, Minister Cornelius Fudge admitted that while he did order Mr. Hagrid's arrest, he had been reluctant to do so and it had only been at the insistence of his Senior Undersecretary, the late Dolores Jane Umbridge, that there was no question of Mr. Hagrid's guilt; the Minister wishes to express his sincerest apologies to Mr. Hagrid and to assure us that he took great pleasure in ordering the release once new evidence proved him to be innocent.

Shortly after the arrest of Mr. Hagrid, another student was attacked; however, this time it was different. A Gryffindor first year, who expressed her wish to remain anonymous, was abducted into the Chamber of Secrets. As I am sure my readers remember, Lord Harry James Potter was credited for the slaying of a basilisk, the profits from which he distributed amongst the victims. Lord Potter, who was friends at the time with the latest victim's brother, was able to deduce to the location of the Chamber of Secrets; and, thanks to the help of his good friend, Hermione Jean Granger, one of Hogwarts' brightest students and one of the victims of the attacks, was able to identify the creature that had been attacking the Muggle-borns.

Lord Potter decided to inform the then Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, one Gilderoy Lockhart, of his discoveries. Mr. Lockhart's reputation as a fighter against Dark forces was likely the deciding factor as the man had proven himself to be rather incompetent as a teacher. Lord Potter, accompanied by the victim's brother, arrived at Professor Lockhart's quarters only to discover him in the process of packing his things, clearly about to take his leave of the school. Lord Potter was outraged that a man who claimed to be so powerful was abandoning a school full of students who needed every adult they could find to protect them. What was uncovered there was that Mr. Lockhart had, in actuality, stolen the stories of various witches and wizards, wiped their memories, and then made a fortune off of claiming the stories as his own achievements. Mr. Lockhart then attempted to wipe Lord Potter's memory, only to be disarmed and made to accompany the two boys to where the Chamber of Secrets was.

Once the three had entered the passageway in the girls' lavatory, Mr. Lockhart again made an attempt to wipe the students' memories after stealing the wand of Lord Potter's associate. By sheer luck, the wand happened to have been badly damaged earlier that year, resulting in the Memory Charm rebounding upon its caster; unfortunately, it also caused a cave-in that separated Lord Potter from the other two, forcing him to go forward on his own. What occurred inside the Chamber of Secrets was a confrontation with a memory of Tom Marvolo Riddle that came out of a diary. Apparently, the diary had been sucking the life-force out of the student who had been abducted, in addition to possessing her all year and forcing her to attack students with the basilisk. The memory of Tom Riddle identified itself as Lord Voldemort and admitted to being responsible for the original attacks when he was at school as well as framing Mr. Hagrid.

The memory then summoned the basilisk and attempted to have it kill Lord Potter, who at the time had no idea that he himself could control the basilisk a he was the true heir of the Slytherin line. Lord Potter would likely have met death, had it not been for the arrival of a phoenix by the name of Fawkes, who has resided in Hogwarts for centuries, who had brought along the school Sorting Hat. Fawkes blinded that basilisk, preventing its deadly gaze from killing Lord Potter, and the Sorting Hat produced the legendary Sword of Gryffindor, which Lord Potter used to slay the basilisk. Lord Potter came very near to death as one of the basilisk's fangs pierced his arm; fortunately, Fawkes the phoenix cried onto the wound (as phoenix tears contain healing properties). When the memory made another attempt to kill him, Lord Potter used the basilisk fang that had injured him to destroy the diary that the memory had resided in, thus destroying the memory. The student then awoke from her death-like state and was promptly returned to her family. She informed her parents that she had found the diary amongst her school supplies and that she had been writing in it all year and it had been writing back.

What was our esteemed Headmaster Dumbledore's response to this? Sending the girl off to the hospital wing after recommending nothing more than bed-rest and awarding points to Gryffindor. No inquiry was made, the girl did not receive any counseling or even a visit from a Mind Healer, and the whole thing was just swept under the rug. Even though Albus Dumbledore had been suspended by the Board of Governors, who have since been disbanded for incompetence, he was supposed to be responsible for the students when he returned; yet he made no such efforts to see that the girl was properly cared for after her year-long experience of being possessed by a dark artifact, he did not even bother to inform the families of those who had been petrified of what had happened to their students. Albus Dumbledore did not even see fit to inform the general public of Voldemort's heritage and identity; something that could have influenced people away from joining the Death Eaters.

After this research and overwhelming evidence, it is clear that Lord Voldemort is not the pure-blood that his followers believed him to be. He was, in reality, a half-blood named Tom Riddle who was driven to exact a genocide against the people he believed were responsible for everything that had gone wrong in his life: Muggles. The knowledge that his Muggle father had rejected him before he was even born combined with his treatment at the orphanage and in his school House influenced him to pursue power and to wipe out thousands of innocent lives.

For details about the Hogwarts attacks of the '40s, see page 13

For information about Lord Potter, see page 24

For an account of Albus Dumbledore's misuse of power, see page 6

Harry looked around the room to see people's reactions. Dumbledore looked furious; Harry supposed it was because the old bugger liked to keep information like this a secret, and possibly also because of how bad the article made him look. Draco Malfoy and a number of Slytherins looked like they were going to be ill; many of them had thought of joining Voldemort when he returned but the realization that their 'Master' was nothing more than a half-blood repulsed them. The Muggle-borns and half-bloods were all looking rather smug, though a few appeared outraged by Voldemort's hypocrisy.

"Potter!" came a shout. Harry turned and saw that it was none other than Ron Weasley. Ron was fuming and his face was bright red; Harry half expected steam to start spouting from his ears. "I know you're responsible for this! How dare you take all the credit for defeating that basilisk! I went down there and helped you! Where's my reward?!"

"Weasley," Harry replied in a calm but firm voice that reverberated around the room, "in case you've forgotten, all you did was follow me down there and nearly get us killed because you lost your wand to Lockhart. If anything, you were a hindrance. You have no right to speak to me like this in my school and I am well within my rights to have you thrown out. Either sit down and leave me alone, or you will face severe consequences."

Ron seemed to get, if possible, even angrier; however, he wasn't so entirely stupid that he couldn't recognize the danger of attempting to draw his wand on Harry. So, with a furious glare, Ron took a seat much farther along the table and began to pile his plate with breakfast.

"Mr. Weasley," came the calm voice of Professor Babbling, "detention for your unprovoked verbal assault on Lord Potter. I would have acted sooner, but Lord Potter had the situation under control." She then turned to Harry. "Congratulations for keeping calm in the face of adversity, Lord Potter."

Ron continued to glare at Harry for the rest of breakfast.

"So, Harry, Neville, where were you guys last night?" asked Dean Thomas. "Neither of you slept in Gryffindor Tower."

"Yeah, and, Hermione, you weren't in the girls' dorms either," added Fay.

"We've got separate accommodation," said Harry. He decided to keep quiet about the Founders' quarters. "We didn't want to have to put up with Ron this year, so we got private chambers. Luna is also sharing a room with Hermione because a number of Ravenclaws have been picking on her."

"They have?" said Dean. "Well, we'll have to deal with that."

"It's all right," said Luna. She then turned to Fay. "Thank you again for your help last year, Fay."

"I told you, Luna, it's no problem," Fay replied.

"What happened?" asked Dean.

"I saw Chang and Edgecombe pushing Luna around and knocking her things out of her hands. They said they were 'teaching her that she wasn't wanted.' So I taught them a lesson they won't soon forget."

"What did you do?" asked Neville.

After Fay recounted what happened, everyone burst out laughing.

"Brilliant, Fay," Harry complimented her. "It's great to know there are people in this school willing to stand up to bullies."

Fay blushed a bit under his praise.

Meanwhile, over at the Slytherin table, several students were reading over the article.

"I bloody knew it!" exclaimed one Theodore Nott, who then burst out laughing. "Mum told me that she thought the Dark Lord was a half-blood, but Father didn't listen."

Blaise Zabini was shaking his head in amusement; he was so glad that his mother had listened to her instincts and not joined the Death Eaters, if she had then she would have gotten a heart-attack when she read this. Even though he, personally, didn't subscribe to pure-blood doctrine, Blaise knew that his mother did to a certain degree. Blaise couldn't help but find it entertaining how stupid all the pure-blood supremacists must be feeling right about now.

Daphne and Tracey were giggling at the look on Pansy Parkinson's face; the girl seemed about ready to faint. Both were also in awe of just how much Harry had done to protect the school; they knew that competition would certainly be tough in getting his attention. It was definitely a good thing that Harry knew they had already liked him before and would realize that they were not simply gold-diggers or fame-leeches.

Even Millicent Bulstrode couldn't help but laugh; she had two uncles and a cousin who had joined the Death Eaters, but her father hadn't as he had married a Muggle-born and did not subscribe to Death Eater beliefs.

Albus Dumbledore was not having a good time. He had hoped that if he ignored the problem long enough that it would go away; the fact was that it had only gotten worse. Harry was becoming out of control; implementing all these changes without even informing him. When he had complained to the rest of the staff, they had all just glared at him and implied that his status as Headmaster would soon be coming to an end and that he was, for the time being, little more than a figurehead, and an annoying one at that.

Albus scowled as he sucked on another lemon drop.

What did he have to do to get Harry under his influence again? The boy had a destiny to fulfill. A destiny of being killed by Voldemort so that he, Albus Dumbledore, could once again step up as the hero of the wizarding world. Harry being the heir of all four Founders as well as the Peverell line meant there was much more to gain from controlling him. Albus was also worried about how close Harry was getting with the young ladies of Hogwarts; especially Miss Granger. Harry needed to marry Miss Weasley so that he could gain access to Harry's wealth and holdings; Miss Weasley was naïve and easily manipulated, not to mention adamantly in favor of the Light side. Harry's falling out with Ronald was also a serious problem; really, Harry needed to learn how to forgive and forget. Albus needed young Mr. Weasley so that he could more effectively spy on Harry.

Then of course there was that Quibbler article about Tom Riddle. Not only did it reveal information that Dumbledore had hoped to keep secret, it also made him look like the bad guy; certainly not an image that would be beneficial to him.

Things really weren't looking up for Albus Dumbledore. The only thing that could make his situation worse would be if the Longbottoms returned to their old selves. Frank and Alice had learned a few things that Dumbledore needed to keep quiet; that was why he had arranged for their Secret Keeper to have a little 'run in' with the Lestranges. It was sad that a young boy was denied the chance to grow up with his parents and that those same parents were robbed of thirteen years of their lives; but it was all for the Greater Good.

The week seemed to take off quietly. Everyone went to their classes, spent time in clubs and activities, and went down to Hogsmeade, which had recently had several new stores added and it seemed as though more was going to be built, including an ice-skating rink which would become very popular once winter came around. The only thing that really got to Harry was the numerous attempts of the female students to get his attention. He had thought it was bad in the other timeline when only a few raving fangirls tried to get into his pants; however, that had nothing on what was happening now. Harry had to check and double-check his food and drink at meals, he had to travel under his Invisibility Cloak on his way back to the Founders' quarters so he wouldn't be followed, and he had to dodge girls who tried to tackle him when he was on his own. Mr. Preston had had to assign detentions when a group of fifth year girls had tried to abscond with some vials of Amortentia that he had brewed for a demonstration in class, which he had promptly thrown out.

Luckily, several of his friends acted as bodyguards; oddly enough, it was Susan Bones who came up with the protection system. Susan had accosted Harry as he was coming in from his morning jog and showed him a list of people who were willing to ensure his security at scheduled times as well as a list of female students she was positive weren't intending to jump him or potion him. Susan had proven herself a true friend when she had tackled a sixth year girl that had cornered Harry with the intention of seducing him; Susan had gotten fairly scratched up by the older girl and had to see Madam Pomfrey to get the injuries taken care of. Needless to say, Susan soon became a close member of Harry's circle of friends.

Neville had dropped Divination, as had a number of people (much to Trelawney's chagrin), and chosen some new courses. Neville had decided to take the new Drawing class, and it turned out he was actually quite a gifted artist; he produced some excellent sketches of plants, some of which were so accurate that they would later be used in notable Herbology textbooks.

The new courses turned out to be extremely popular. Many of the Muggle-born and half-blood students had wanted to take some of the courses before they came to Hogwarts and they finally had their chance; a number of the pure-bloods took the courses out of curiosity and ended up loving them. When the rumor began to circulate that there would be a Yule Ball around Christmas time (which had nothing to do with Harry at all *nod-nod, wink-wink, nudge-nudge*), the new Dance Club became wildly popular. There was also a rising interest in some of the other new clubs, especially sports. Muggle-borns and half-bloods took it upon themselves to show their pure-blood friends how much fun things like football, tennis, cricket, badminton, and rugby could be.

Only the staunchest of pure-blood activists had any sort of issue with these changes, but none of them dared to voice their opinions too loudly as Harry Potter owned the school and could have them expelled if they made any false steps, something that would be socially unacceptable. Even a few pure-bloods who had been opposed to the changes at first started to change their ways; Crabbe and Goyle, who had always done whatever Malfoy had told them to do, ended up joining the rugby team and found themselves to be naturals at sports that involved brute strength. Adrian Pucey, one of the Slytherin team Chasers and the only one in the House to have actually adhered to the rules of Quidditch, discovered he really enjoyed football and through his involvement in the school club became friends with Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan.

After a few weeks, Sirius had been invited to come to Hogwarts in order to help McGonagall in the Transfiguration department. He had gotten permission from the Ministry of Magic, after his success with Harry and his friends, to supervise a class on becoming an Animagus under the condition that everyone who took it would register once they achieved the transformation. Sirius gladly accepted the opportunity as it meant he would get to see his godson regularly; to say the least of his girlfriend Bathsheba and his good friend Remus.

And while that's going on, here is an update on the happenings of the Death Eaters. Lucius Malfoy was currently sitting in a restaurant that was frequented by people of his ilk (he was still smarting from the injuries he'd sustained from Sirius' RV); his purpose there was a note from one of his old comrades, Yaxley. In the background, a man dressed in Italian clothing and who had a large handlebar moustache was playing a violin very off-key.

"Lucius."

"Ah, Yaxley, my old friend, do take a seat."

Yaxley looked around and yanked a chair out from underneath another patron and sat down beside Lucius.

"What can I do for you, Yaxley?"

"We are in a serious predicament, Lucius," Yaxley said in an undertone. "I've just had contact with Barty Crouch Jr. Apparently he's been alive all this time. He wants full support for a mission to resurrect the Dark Lord."

"He what?" Lucius said loudly; the music being played by the mustachioed man was so loud he hadn't heard.

"He wants full support for a mission to resurrect the Dark Lord! Every Death Eater-"

The man with the moustache came up to their table and was still playing his violin off-key. Yaxley glanced at the man and then back to Lucius.

"It's alright," said Lucius. "Don't worry about Giuseppe. He's English, really."

"I see," said Yaxley. "Well, apparently the whole structure of-"

"Your anniversary, signore?" Giuseppe asked Lucius.

"Uh…no, no, no, Giuseppe, not now," said Lucius.

Giuseppe suddenly stopped playing.

"You mean, zis isn't ze lady?"

"No, no."

Giuseppe then turned to Yaxley.

"Oh, signora, my mistake!"

"Fine, fine," said Yaxley.

"I play for you 'My Mistake'!"

"Uh…"

Giuseppe then began to sing very loudly while resuming his violin playing.

"My mistake!

I have made my mistake!

What a dreadful mistake

Is this mistake that I made!

My mistake…!"

"Uh, Giuseppe, do you mind playing over there?" said Lucius, pointing to another corner of the room.

"Oh, very well, signore Malfoy, but I play only for you and your beautiful companion." Giuseppe then wandered off to the other side of the room and resumed his very loud and very obnoxious singing.

"As I was saying," said Yaxley, "Barty says that he's found the spirit of the Dark Lord and plans to bring him back to his full power once again. However, he demands that we capture Harry Potter and bring him to the Dark Lord. Barty says that if we don't then he will."

"What?!" Once again, Lucius was having trouble hearing over the sound of Giuseppe.

"Barty says that if we don't, he will!"

"If he doesn't know what?!"

"They'll level the entire London area to find Potter!"

"We better get out of here!"

"They-they won't attack here, Lucius."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Oh, well, that's a relief."

"However, the Dark Lord will remember who didn't make an effort to help him regain his power and the consequences will be dire."

"Your suspenders are on fire?!"

"The consequences will be dire!"

"What?!"

Eventually, they came to their senses and had their conversation outside. Apparently, Voldemort wanted the word to get out to his Death Eaters that he would be returning by the end of the year and that his plan involved getting Potter entered into the Triwizard Tournament. Barty would rendezvous with them so that they could come up with an evil plan. Unfortunately for them, they had no idea that the Harry Potter they were dealing with was not the clueless, easily-manipulated child of the last timeline.