A/N Hi there I'm back with Part 5 of the story Bellatrix second task. Part five will be filling up most of the holes I have left behind. There will be a lot of flashbacks about the training the friends had gone through. Why you will see if you read on. Also, I do not know how many chapters this will take but you are again in for a long read. A lot will be happening in this part some preparation, some payback and even some loving.

Thank you all again for the reviews and I hope to get a lot more of them this part around.

Normally I do not do this but for once I have to. To DontMindMe, You are right that Harry could finance Hogwarts all by himself. But what would happen with his money while Albus and the ministry are still running the place, or think they are running it.

Harry Potter is not mine, this is a story from a fan.

(BSC 5 C01) C128 Voldemort is back part 1

Voldemort appeared in the middle of a wood somewhere in the north of Scotland. The one thing he knew was that if you had to escape from the enemy for a little time, then you have to get closer to that enemy. No, one would think they would get closer and therefore they would be looking further away and not closer to the spot they were themselves. The other thing he was wondering about was how did they find him so fast. As he walked down to a little stream he remembered, as he sat down at the edge of the stream he thought back at the plan he had made and how it all got to this point in time.

His guy at Hogwarts had done all he had to do. His first job had to get Potter into the tournament. Now that was something he had done perfectly. His second part of the first thing was to keep him in the tournament and that he had also done to his satisfaction. He had told Albus that they could use him to find the one that placed him in the tournament if they kept him in it for as long as it was needed.

The one thing that Voldemort knew was that Albus would always believe Madeye, even if it wasn't the real Madeye at all. After it, he had to keep Harry from dying. Now his guy didn't tell him much about the first and second task but he did tell him that he didn't have to help him a lot. The one thing that was troubling him was that Potter had built up some support from some very big friends in very important families.

Now he didn't know much of the people but he did look them up. One of them was Amelia Bones. He had found out that she was the head of the DMLE and one very hard woman to fight against. She had been a-trainy in his first war but now she was the head of the enemy. Now he wasn't really afraid of her because he knew he could take her if he wanted to. There was no one, who could have beat him in a duel. In his time there had only been one witch who could have beaten him but his numbers were too big and she could only beat him if he was all alone. That was also why he made sure he was never alone and if he had to do it by himself he would do it after his Death Eaters had tired them out first.

This witch had been Lilly Potter. Now he didn't know the family name Evens but she had more power than he had ever seen in a witch. The Potters were powerful by them self but by combining those two bloodlines they had made a very powerful young boy. So after Severus had told him about the prophecy he had to do something about it before that child would grow up to kill him. When Peter came to him he knew he had to do a surprise attack or he would never win the duel. He did kill James and he was lucky that the witch had left her wand downstairs when she stood before the bed of her son.

Now he did not know what she had done but as he killed her he saw a light. After it, he placed a killing curse on the boy and it all went black for a week before he came around like a wandering spirit. It was at that time that he knew that Severus hadn't heard the whole Prophesy and he would pay for it the day he would get his body back. He didn't know when or how, but he did know he would.

As his thought came back to an hour ago he knew that his Death Eater at Hogwarts had made a mistake.

Now he didn't know what kind of mistake he had made but it wasn't him who had done it. He was Lord Voldemort and he didn't make mistakes, others did that for him. So as he closed his eyes he thought back to the start of the night himself. The cup had brought the boy Potter but also another boy. Peter killed that boy when he told him to and then did the ritual to get him his body. He had to use Harry because of the blood protection Lily Potter had given him. By using his blood he would also be protected and if he wasn't he was sure that he would at least be saved from the touch of Harry. Something he had proved by touching the scar he had given the boy on the night he killed his parents.

Now when he got his body back, he made a mistake by showing off to his Death Eaters. He wanted to prove a point and that point was that the boy had been lucky all those years ago. That again had been something that didn't go as he planed. He had felt the power and knew that the boy was strong. Still, he was stronger and knew he could take him. (the one thing he was forgetting in all of it was that Harry had to fight through the maze for three hours before he got to him). Still, he had to prove he was the better man and placed him under the Cruciatus Curse for a couple of times. After it, he had placed him under the Imperious curse but he had thrown it off. That had been a very big surprised for him and he wanted to kill him right at that point. Still, the boy had thought differently about it and started to fight back. After a couple of minutes, something happened between the wands. What that was all about he didn't know and it was something he had to find out.

As his mind went to the moment the boy disappeared he let go of a string of curse words as he threw a temper tantrum. That Bartemius had placed a Port key on the cup but didn't remove the one that was already on it. So after he had used the first Port-key the boy had escaped by pure luck. The luck he had was the previous Port key that was still on the cup. Now because of the magic from the Port-key, the people only had to come for the boy, only by spotting from where the port key had come. That was still a rough point and not a solid one. So that brought them very close and that started the spellfire in the hope that they knew hit something or someone. When one of them was shouting he knew they were afraid and therefore they had given them a chance to escape, or as he saw it, a way not to fight.

Either way he himself could not see anyone and therefor he knew they had not seen him. At least he hoped they didn't. But that would be something he would find out later. The problem he had now was that he couldn't return to the filthy home of his muggle father. Now he hated his father but they were well of and that was something he could show by the house. He did have to kill that muggle for it but that was one who became a snack for his snake.

Still, the next thing he had to do now was to find a Home and to lay low for a little while. Just to see if they had seen him and to prepare for a war that he would bring down on all of them. But first things first. Voldemort apparated away and appeared in front of a door as he lifted his hand.

*#*

While Lucius was making his way back to Hogwarts Grabbe apparated to his own home with Goyle right next to him. They didn't really think about all that had happened and only remembered that their Lord had come back and he told them to run. So the first thing he did was use his emergency Port key back to his home as he grabbed the hand from his friend. Now the mark he had on his arm had slowly started to become a little darker with every week that was going by. At the world cup, they were all sure that their Lord would come back. The question was not if but when. At the World cup, the had to celebrate and Lucius had told them with which tent to start.

They all, however, were shocked when Lucius threw one spell at Minerva just before he started to run. None of them knew what was happening and were just following him. The next thing they all knew was that some trees were cut in half. Lucius would not tell them who it was that had thrown the spell at them but that he was afraid for the Wizard was a sure thing.

Grabbe looked at his long-time friend "Did you ever thought that our Lord would come back".

"No, but I'm glad that it will ones again be like old times when Pure Bloods will start to rule the world like we are supposed to" Goyle wanted to say more but they were stopped when there was a knocking on the door. When the door was opened the came face to face with.

*#*

Voldemort Gave one final look at the building as he lifted his hand and blasted the door off its hinges. He only had to step one step into the building as he saw a woman making her way to him. "What is the meaning of this. Who do you think you are".

Voldemort sneered at her as he gave her a piercing look. "My dear don't you remember, I was your loving boyfriend".

The woman gazed at him and was slowly starting to turn white. "You, you used me, you played with my mind. You abused me and My mother took care of you when she placed you with those people that would kill the weirdness out of you".

It was now that Voldemort started to laugh a little. "A yes, the Dudley's or something like that. Now I do not know what has become of them but I do know that they will hate us Wizards with more hatred then any other squib can do. Even that mother of yours could not handle me when I got back".

The woman was a little confused when he said squib and wanted to ask about it. Voldemort, however, saw it and started to explain. "A squib is a wizard without any kind of magic. Just like you are. But I think that Muggle loving mother of yours has told you that the day she placed me with those other squibs. They would have beaten and humiliated me before they placed me back here. It was after that day that I started to take control of my own future into my own hands".

Voldemort gave her another smile that made her step back and as he pointed his wand at her.

"Mum what is he doing is he just like that one girl we placed with those other people".

Voldemort frowned a little at her words but shrugged it off. As he pointed his wand to the roof of the orphanage he called out in a clear voice "Bombard Maxima". It was clear that Voldemort knew what he was doing as he stepped back quickly to looked at how the roof fell down, taking all the floors above them with it. He heard some screaming but shrugged it off with a smile as he disapparated to his next destination.

*#*

Lucius waited as he had to smile. He had done right by telling that Bartimius crouch Jr. had done it all by himself. Now he did not know if his master had been presented himself to Bartemius crouch in a baby form, but it had been the one thing he could use to place doubt into the mind of Fudge. The only hope he had left was that his master would reward him with his life if he told him he kept his return a secret all by himself. It was after that thought that he gazed into the eyes of Goyle who had been there next to him when their master had called for them. "Lucius, what are you doing here, where is our Lord".

"Let me come in first you fool" Lucius snapped. "You don't have to shout it at the whole world and I do not know where our Lord is. But we have to talk before he calls us back. He has been away for a long time and he must be pissed-off that we did not help him at all".

Both Goyle and Grabbe were nodding but it was clear to Lucius that neither of them understood a word he was saying at them. It had been like this before and it was still like this now. These guys were just like their sons, more muscle than brains and good to hide behind. Or to push in front of you because they just don't realize what would be happening to them.

So it was up to Lucius to do the thinking, and he could only hope that his master would appreciate all the things he thought off. As he went into the sitting-room he thought about it all and he thought hard.

*#*

Voldemort looked at the door he was now standing in front of. The polite thing he could do was knock. He didn't do it with the orphanage because he just wanted to see if the woman he despised was still there, only to find out that the women were no longer there but that the daughter was now running the place. He could feel that she too was born a squib just like her mother had. She had been raised to hate magic. Now he did not know if he had killed them as he destroyed the house but if he did then so be it. If he didn't he could see if she would go to her mother and then kill all of them. It would be a fun day if it would happen he thought. Now before he blasted the ceiling he placed a tracking charm on the women just so he could see if she would still be alive after it. As he left he could feel that she was still alive but only just. It was then that he shook his head and gazed back at the door. He was Lord Voldemort and he had to make an entrance, so he lifted his wand and blasted the door all the way down the hallway.

He stepped through the rubble and gazed at either side. A pug Girl walked into the hallway and screamed her head off. "AAH, Daddy, daddy, daddy," and she rushed out of the hallway.

Lord Parkinson had heard the scream of his daughter and came running in with his wand drawn. He was just about to throw a spell when he saw who it was. He skittered to a-hold and stumbled down right in front of him.

Lord Voldemort just looked down at his minion and leveled his wand to his head. "That is no way to greed or welcome your Lord, Lord Parkinson. Crucio" he said.

*#*

Lord Parkinson screamed his head off as Pansy was watching her father from around the corner. This was Lord Voldemort, Draco had told her he would come back because his father had told him so. At first, she was horrified by the way he was mishandling her father but as she watched on she could not help it and liked the power he was displaying. Her inside became all tingly as she heard her father screaming from intense pain.

Voldemort was holding the curse as he watched the girl gaze around the corner. At first, he had to laugh by the look of horror he saw on her face. His curiosity, however, was awoken when he saw the look change to one of curiosity and on to one of excitement and even to some kind of lust. It was a look he always wanted to see on the face of Bellatrix but it never happened. This however made him look at the girl in another light. In his first time around he was the monster in the nightmare of many children. This time around he saw that some of them would welcome him and this girl even liked him as he tortured her own father. He lifted the curse and could see that the girl hesitated of going to his side or not. When she did she asked him if he was okay but there was now worry in her voice but more an asking one. She didn't need to know if her father was okay, no, all she wanted to know was how it felt and if she could do it too. Voldemort saw it all and he heard her scream in his mind "show me, teach me, make me yours".

Internally he had to smile at her reaction and started to look around. This manor house was big but was it big enough. He turned his attention to the Girl and looked at her "Can you show me around this House".

Pansy didn't have to think twice as she stood and asked him to follow her. As the got to the upper level her mother stepped out of the room and dropped the things she was holding in her hands. "Don't just stand there mother. Drop to your knees and show the proper respect for our Lord. Or do you want him to place you under the Cruciatus curse"? Her mother just gaped at her and didn't know what to say.

Voldemort had to smile for real. This girl was as sadistic as he was and he liked it a lot. "What do you think my dear". He just had to ask, If it was up to him he would have already placed her under it but he wanted to know what this girl would tell him.

"Just go for it my Lord, If she can't show any respect then it is up to you to teach her the right way. Voldemort nodded and threw the curse at her mother. His eyes, however, weren't on the mother but on the girl. This time he could see her licked her lips as her mother twisted in all kinds of ways. He could swear that this girl was so twisted that she never needed a man to please her. Torture someone and this Girl would be satisfied. He lifted the curse and again looked at the Girl. Pansy didn't skip a beat as she ordered her mother to show their Lord the respect he deserved. Something her mother did instantly.

"You have done your Lord proud," Voldemort told Pansy as he turned around and went back to the door.

"My Lord" Pansy called out as she slumped down to one knee and bowed her head to look at the ground. "My Lord are you leaving, or can I get you something".

Voldemort turned back and placed his skeleton hand on her head. She had soft hair but that was not why he did it. "Your help is appreciated but I'm looking for a place to start my new fight to take over the world and get rid of all the filth that is around us. However, this House is not big enough for me".

"I understand my Lord. My father is not thinking about your status and is only thinking about his needs. I would say if you would allow me then go and look at the place of Dolohof or Malfoy. They both have a lot of Gold and might have the house you are looking for".

Voldemort nodded as he stepped over the body of Lord Parkinson who was still whimpering on the floor. As he gazed back he raised his wand to give him another punishment but Pansy beat him to the punch so to say. She not only kicked her father in the ribs but also screamed at him. "See what you did, because you are so cheap, our Lord doesn't want to live here. You are a disgraced father a total disgrace".

Voldemort had to laugh, normally he would have cursed the child for speaking up bu he liked this one. She had a sadistic streak that was refreshing from all the other Death Eaters he had. Now normally he would not brand a child but this Pansy had gained some of his respect and would gain the mark someday no matter what.

*#*

It was an hour later as Lucius was still pacing up and down the living room. He had been thinking about all the things he could do for his Lord now that he had returned. The first thing he had thought of was to make sure that Fudge would do what his Lord wanted. The first thing he had to do was to take over the ministry or the biggest part he could get. He would get all his fellow Death Eaters to vote alongside him and all the not members he would bribe or blackmail them and if they still would not cooperate he would threaten them.

He would make sure that when his Lord was ready to take over the ministry he would have them weak and begging them to be taken over. The only problem he saw was Amelia Bones but he was sure his Lord could take care of her when they needed to.

There was a knocking on the door and Grabbe went to open it, It was only a moment later he walked back into the room with a still twisting Lord Parkinson behind him. "Harold what happened," Lucius asked.

"Our Lord came by only an hour ago. I had just arrived home and could not inform my wife or my daughter about his return earlier this night. I do not know how he made it so fast to my house but he came there blasting my door off his hinges. I was overwhelmed that he was there and before I knew it I was placed under the curse. I tell you he is even more ruthless then he was the last time he was around us. My Pansy, however, did help by getting him calm I do not know how she had done it but she did. I'm telling you all we have to do something about it or we will be in a lot of trouble if we can't please him".

The others were all looking at him but didn't know what they had to say.

Parkinson gazed over at Lucius. "He is looking for a house to make his home and Pansy told him to go to the house of Dolohof or to your house".

Lucius rust to his feet " Well why are we standing here for the, we have to go to my home and make it welcome for him or we will all be in deep shit".

*#*

Lord Voldemort had just left the building of Parkinson when he reappeared in front of the house of Dolohov. He gazed up at the building and shook his head. This Girl had just gained some respect but had already lost it when she had told him to go to this place. So he blasted the door with so much anger that he blasted the half of the house away as he disappeared from his spot.

Somewhere in the rubble, there was a little sound coming from the rubble. The head of Dolohof stuck out of the rubble as he looked around to see what had happened to his house.

*#*

Voldemort had appeared in front of the Malfoy manor and gazed around. This was a big house and a very large yard where he could keep a lot of his followers like the werewolves. The last thing he wanted was some of those beast sitting next to him in the room while he was eating his Lords Dinner. He knew he had to keep the leader next to him but that was the only one he wanted. If he was lucky it would still be Grayback because him he could please with a little snack or two. As he took another good look at the house he realized that this was also the house of Narcissa. She was the one spouse he tolerated. She never spoke up to him and respected his person, She was the one who didn't show fear just like Bellatrix did. All the other spouses did. Now he never knew if they didn't fear him because they could be hiding it. But then again he knew it was a black thing because they were the only once he could not intimidate. When he got together with the mother of Regulus Black he got them on the arms of some of his followers he wanted Lucius with Narcissa and Bellatrix with Rodolphus.

Maybe this time around he could get a little bit more out of Narcissa then he had done the last time he went to war. He smiled and stepped closer to the door. He lifted his wand and was just about to blast the door away when he lowered it again. He was about to claim this place as his home so why would he destroy it right away. No this would be his, so he would have to think of another way to show them the Dark Lord was back.

Voldemort got a little smile on his face as he placed his wand on his lower arm. Now he himself didn't have the Mark but he had something better. He now had the blood for the mark that had even more magic now then he had before. It would be this blood that would start to puss his magic into all the other marks that were out there. So he pushed his Wand a little into his arm drawing some blood as he asked for his inner circle to come to him.

The door was thrown open and he could see that a lot of his Death Eaters were already there. Lucius was the slime he knew he had all ways been. He was in the front but still hiding behind Grabbe. So there was no need to throw a stinging curse at him because he could not hit him. So he waited until they were all outside. Behind him, he heard some little pops and gazed around. He knew that some of his Death Eaters were still in Azkaban. How they were doing he didn't know only that they were there.

There were two others he had mist when he got his body back. One was Severus Snape and the other was Karkaroff. Peter had told him that Severus had been working on Hogwarts as a potion master. Now he wasn't happy that he didn't show himself but he knew that he could have a good reason for it.

The other was Igor. Now because of the daily Prophet he had learned that he had been the headmaster off Drumstrang but had disappeared the moment he was back. Peter wasn't his favorite person around but he had the most information for him. As a rat, he had been hiding with the Weasleys and had learned a lot of the things he was using now.

Now he did know that Peter hadn't come back because of loyalty but out of pure fear to be killed. He had been thinking of doing everybody a favor by killing him himself but he had some use so he would use him for now. Even if it was to practice his curses for some time.

When he heard another Pop he looked at it and saw that Severus had shown up. He gave him a penetrating look and did what he always does when someone didn't respond to his calling right away. "Crucio" he shouted. The scream's that followed were like music to his ears as he listened to his screams. As he was keeping the curse on Severus, he could see a boy coming out of the house followed by Narcissa. Narcissa was still looking like she had done all those years ago and he knew that he had done right by making this place his. The boy, however, was not quite what he had expected. The Girl he had seen before was enjoying the torment of her father. This boy had sadness in his eyes, Sadness for Severus but also a kind of eagerness to learn the curse himself.

Narcissa, on the other hand, was still looking at it all like she had always done. She didn't look sad or excited as he was hurting Severus. She just stood there looking at it all like she was looking at a sleeping dog who did nothing. Voldemort lifted the curse and turned to Lucius. "Lucius" he sneered. "I do like this little house of yours".

Draco turned to his father with a look of total disbelieve. Their house had twenty-four bedrooms all with their own showers. One was his room that was made up out of two rooms, one was for his mother and the other was for his father. Still, the Dark Lord was talking like it was nothing at all, just a little shed you have here and there.

Voldemort saw the look and had to laugh at the boy. He knew that he had just insulted the taste of his father. It was a very big house but he didn't want to show them he was pleased, it would only make him look weak.

*#*

Narcissa had stepped back into the doorway as she saw her husband and all his buddies sitting on their knees bending to an ass of a man. The moment he called this house little she knew he had gotten what he wanted. Draco had reacted and had shown that he was just as stupid as Harry had made him out that day in the restaurant. She had to shake her had at it but didn't because that would show the Dark lord that she had seen what he had done.

The other thing she was now worried about was how to help Harry if the Dark Lord was in their house every day all day long.

"My Lord, shall we go inside so you can take the room you want," Lucius asked him with a sparkle of hope in his voice that he would be spared any kind of punishment.

Narcissa held the urge to shake her head again. The one thing she was wondering was if he would offer her as his toy, just like he had done the last time. Now the lord had never done anything to her physically and his buddy's only had her do the things while they were lying on their backs. But the time he had made her dress up as a boy had been very humiliating for her. The one thing she was now hoping for was to have Lucius alone for a moment so she could warn him for Harry Potter. By giving her to his lord he would be giving Draco to Potter. So he had to tell his Lord what he had done or he would be in even more trouble than he thought he already was.

While the Lord started to make his way into the manor Narcissa took Lucius aside and told him in a very fast way what would happen if he would do it. So with a little smile that was only shown on the inside, she walked after her Husband and looked at the way he was sucking up to his Lord. It would take to later that night that Lord Voldemort would sit down and address his followers or as Narcissa called them his suckers.

*#*

"I Lord Voldemort have come back from the death and look down upon you all. Now tell me, why didn't anyone of you come looking for me before".

"My Lord", Lucius started. "If there had been signs".

"You fool, there have been signs, there have been clues and I have planned it for a long time. None of you have seen it, or am I to believe you all have ignored it just because none of you wanted me to come back".

Lucius started to splutter but before he could say something he was hit by a Cruciatus curse from his Lord who laughed as he applied it.

Narcissa just had to shake her head over and over again. She had seen the signs and also the things they could do. Then again she only saw them when Harry and the friends had told her about it. After a little while, she knew what she had to do. The thing she had to do was something she didn't want to do but she had to do it for herself or she could not do the things Harry had asked her to do. I'm sorry my Lord to interrupt you in the pleasure of putting your loyal followers in their place, but I do think that you would love to have some dinner after such a long day. At dinner, your followers could tell you all what, they have done for you and the money they made to serve you. If that is not of your satisfaction the torture could be so much more rewarding then, then it is now." she finished with an evil smile she knew the Lord liked.

Voldemort just gave a look and nodded as he made his way to the dining room. Draco rushed passed him and made his way to the head of the table where he took his seat looking smug at the Dark Lord.

Voldemort saw him go and snarled a little. He lifted his wand and.

A/N This was it again for this time. See you all in two weeks. Thank you all for the reviews and I do hope you liked the start of part five.

Gr. Winmau.