Hey everyone... I'm back with another chapter. It's been a bit of a difficult period in my personal life and I have been a little down. Hence why I haven't updated in a while...

Anyway, here's Chapter 80. Enjoy!

"We meet again, Ron Weasley," came the man's voice.

Daisy and Ron, stared at each other, frightened. The voice was quickly followed by another cracking sound and this time, the door that stood between the couple and Eldon Redwood shattered.

Redwood walked into the room, with a cunning smile on his face.

"I know you," exclaimed Ron the moment his eyes fell on him. "I have seen you before," he remarked. "You're with him, aren't you?" he retorted.

"Tonight... I'm here for myself, Weasley... and I'm going to get what I came for," exclaimed Redwood.

And almost instantly, Redwood had his wand pointed at Ron and a burst of flames made its way towards him.

But, Ron was ready for it and had his wand swishing at the flames, extinguishing them instantly. Daisy shrieked a little but it quickly died down the moment the flames died down.

In vicious style, Redwood sent red sparks towards the couple in rapid succession. Ron managed to block all of them, but one, hit him right on the arm, making a big gash in the process.

Ron yelped in pain as a smile appeared on Redwood's face.

Redwood, in jubilation, sent a few more spells aimed at Ron, but to his dismay, Ron was equal to the task and blocked them all.

"Daisy, you need to escape through the window," exclaimed Ron, in the small gap of no-fire he found. Daisy stared at him, reluctantly. She wasn't going to leave him there. "I'll cover you, go..." remarked Ron as he blocked another attack from Redwood.

Diving behind a table, Ron pointed his wand at the window and created a slide, reaching all the way down to the ground. But, while he was busy creating a path for escape, Redwood managed to strike once again, and Ron got hit once again.

As Ron yelped in pain, Daisy's panic rose even further and Redwood's laughter got higher.

"Daisy... Go," exclaimed Ron and without thinking twice, Daisy dashed towards the window and made the dive. Sensing the escape, Redwood pointed his wand at the escaping Daisy and struck her with a lightning spell. Ron, who was quick to react, shielded Daisy instantly.

Ron's shield wasn't enough for Redwood's spell managed to break through the barrier. But, Ron had done enough, for the spell just brushed through an escaping Daisy.

Daisy fell to the ground and hurt her forehead, her arms and her knee in the process.

Ron got up to his feet and defended another bout of attack from a relentless Redwood. After getting matched spell for spell by Ron, Redwood changed his strategy and went back to fire once again.

This time, a constant blaze of fire burst through his wand and made its way towards Ron. Quick on his feet, Ron, muttered, "Perdere Aerem", under his breath and a wall of vacuum surrounded him. The blazing flames that approached him got extinguished.

But, Redwood kept going and the flames kept bursting out of his wand. Ron, who was up for it, kept the wall up. In a battle of will, Ron triumphed as Redwood eventually gave up on the flames.

Taking the first break he was provided, Ron unleashed an attack of his own. Stunners and hexes flew across the room, but Redwood was equal to the task. But, Ron had other tricks up his sleeve. He quickly changed his strategy and instead of attacking Redwood directly, he started using the objects near him to attack him. A strong gush of wind blew from a window on one side of the shrieking shack to the other, as Ron flicked his wand around. The strong wind was so potent that it uprooted the window frame and took it across the room, slapping Redwood in the process. Redwood, was slow to react that time and caught the full force of the window frame to his face.

As Redwood yelped in pain, Ron wasted no time and unleashed a burst of flames aimed at the shelves behind Redwood. The moment they caught on fire, Ron yelled, "Engorgio" and in quick succession, yelled, "Bombarda Maxima". The flames grew higher and higher as the floor supporting Redwood shattered.

As Ron's footing gave away, Ron dashed to the window and dove out of it. The top structure of the shrieking shack collapsed as Ron dove out of the window.

"Arresto Momentum," yelled Ron and he fell to the ground with a low thud.

"Ron... Oh my God... Ron, are you okay?" exclaimed Daisy as she hobbled towards a fallen Ron.

"Yeah... No... I don't know... Are you hurt?" retorted Ron as he glanced at Daisy. "Oh no, you're bleeding," he exclaimed as he got up.

"I took a bad fall..." retorted Daisy, hastily. "We should get out of here," she exclaimed as she took out her totem.

"Yeah, he's still in there," added Ron as he stared proudly at Daisy. "You brought your totem with you?" he remarked, surprised.

"I always have it with me..." replied Daisy as she examined the totem in her hand.

"Wait... You should come with me to the burrow," remarked Ron. "It is not safe for you to go back to your home," he added as he took out the totem he was given.

"No... I have to go back home. John gave me clear instructions... I had to under no circumstance, go anywhere but back home..." she replied fiercely.

"But..." began Ron, but stopped himself. The couple heard a sound from behind them. "Let's go... Now," he exclaimed. And with that, before Redwood could launch another bout of attack, Ron and Daisy escaped, hurt and traumatised, from the Shrieking Shack, with the help of the totems they possessed.

"Did you just apparate away from your date?" remarked Fred, chuckling.

"How was your date, brother?" asked George. "Bad?" he added, with a chuckle.

"Or worse?" continued Fred and the twins started giggling. But it was just then that they noticed Ron bleeding.

"Ron?" exclaimed the twins, shocked as they dashed towards him. Just as they reached, Ron collapsed into their arms, barely able to stand.

"Mum... Dad..." yelled Fred.

"Come outside," yelled George.

Almost immediately, there were footsteps and the Weasley parents rushed outside, hearing the panic in the voices of their sons.

"Hey, who did this to you?" asked Fred, as he supported Ron's head.

"What happened? How is Daisy?" asked George. Ron was too weak to reply. "Let me get him some water," he remarked and rushed back inside the house to fetch some water. On his way in, he saw his mother and father rushing out. "Ron's hurt, don't know what happened," he informed as he went in.

"Ron, my dear," exclaimed Molly as she came out running, closely followed by Arthur. "Oh my God," she gasped as she saw Ron's injuries. A few gashes, bleeding forehead, bloodied lips, torn clothes, and the list went on.

"Let's carry him in," exclaimed Arthur and with Fred's help, Ron was taken inside and rested on one of the sofas.

It took Ron a few minutes to come to his senses. And when he did, his 2 brothers and parents all were either seated or stood surrounding him.

"Hey," said Ron as he woke up, with his whole body hurting.

"What happened? Who did this to you?" asked Molly, in tears.

"I'm fine... everyone," replied Ron, with a brief smile. "Just a little wounded," he added. After a moment, he continued. "One of the death eaters attacked us," he said. "We fought... But Daisy and I escaped, eventually..." he added and took out his totem, "using this," he finished.

"What is that?" asked George, curiously.

"It's a totem... Courtesy, John... a portkey," replied Ron. "We need to inform the Order about this... We need to keep Daisy under protection. He will come back... for either one of us," he added, hastily.

"Leave that to us, Ron... We will take care of it. Do you know who attacked you?" asked Arthur.

"I have seen him before... He is one of the death eaters, I'm sure," replied Ron.

While Arthur left for 12, Grimmauld Place, Molly and the twins helped Ron with his wounds and patched him up.

Meanwhile...

Daisy landed feet first onto the hard ground, outside her home, injuring her already wounded knee even further. With tears in her eyes, and an aching body filled with injuries, Daisy hobbled to the gate of her house and with great effort, rang the bell.

"Hey... you're back..." exclaimed Olivia as she opened the door and her eyes fell on her daughter. But almost instantly, she saw the bruised forehead and continued, "Daisy... what happened? Oh my God, you're hurt... Oh no..." she remarked hastily as she helped Daisy in. "Jacob," she called out loudly. "Daisy... what happened baby? Why are you crying?" she asked as tears started welling up in her eyes as well. Olivia helped Daisy onto the sofa and rushed to the kitchen to get her some water. By then, Jacob walked into the hall casually. He was about to ask Daisy about her date when he saw the state she was in.

"Daisy... Oh, God... what happened?" he asked. "Who hurt you?" he added.

It was only after the first sip of water Daisy had that words started coming out of her mouth.

"Jacob... Olivia... It is not what you think it is," she remarked.

"I have a lot of thoughts in my head, baby girl..." retorted Jacob, a little angrily, a little frightened.

"Ron didn't do this..." said Daisy as she took another gulp of water. "We were attacked..." she said.

"Who attacked you?" asked Olivia.

"Olivia... We need to take her to the hospital and on the way back, issue a police complaint," remarked Jacob as he got hastily.

"Jacob," exclaimed Daisy, weakly. "Wait, please," she added and Jacob paused in his tracks. "I can't go out... Not right now," she said.

"What? Why not? Darling, you're hurt... We need to get you to a hospital," retorted Jacob, confused as Olivia stared at Daisy, perplexed.

"It's dangerous... Take me to my room, please... And call Harry," replied Daisy.

"She's not thinking correctly... She's just a little rattled. We should take her to the hospital," remarked Olivia glancing at her husband.

"Olivia," exclaimed Daisy. "I'm not rattled... I'm shit-scared. We cannot go out... please call Harry," she retorted.

Jacob stared at Olivia, worried. After a moment, he replied, "Sure... we will call Harry. Maybe we can ask a doctor to come home instead, would that be okay?" he asked.

"No... can't trust anyone... Just call Harry," she replied.

Olivia and Jacob patched up their daughter before taking her upstairs, to her room.

"What happened to our daughter, Jacob?" remarked Olivia, in tears, as the couple made their way back to the hall.

"Hey... calm down... okay? She's fine... Daisy's fine, she is home... They can't hurt her here," replied Jacob as he gave his wife a hug. "I don't know what happened, but she is really frightened now. We need to give her some more time," he added.

"I have never seen her like this... Do you think it was the boy, did he do something?" remarked Olivia. However, Jacob did not respond, he wasn't sure himself.

"She said he had nothing to do with this, didn't she? Let's not assume the worst, Olivia... We will find out everything," he replied, though not as confidently as his words indicated.

Jacob, as instructed by his daughter made a call to the Dursley family house.

"Good evening, Mrs Dursley, may I speak with Harry?" said Jacob the moment Petunia picked up the call.

After a few seconds, Harry replied, "Mr Williams? Hi, this is Harry here," he greeted, a little confused.

"Harry... my boy, can you please come over to our house?" asked Jacob. "Daisy... she is... she is... uh, hurt... and she wants to speak with you," he said, stuttering.

"Hurt? Why, what happened? Is she alright?" asked Harry, alarmed.

"Yeah... We aren't sure how she is doing. She has bruises all over and is barely able to talk. And is refusing to go to the hospital. She is adamant that she wants to speak with you. We don't know what to do," replied Jacob.

"Oh no... Okay, I'll come over right away," replied Harry and kept the phone down.

"Aunt Petunia," exclaimed Harry hastily. "Something's happened to Daisy... I'm going over right away," he remarked as he gathered his wands and his totem.

"Oh my God, what happened?" asked Petunia, alarmed.

"I don't know... Ron and Daisy were supposed to go out today," replied Harry. "I'll be back when I can, bye," he said and off he left for the Taylor-Williams house.

After resisting the urge to use apparition or his firebolt, Harry decided to take his bicycle to Daisy's house. But, just then, he remembered that Ron had taken his bicycle earlier that morning. Cursing his luck, Harry began sprinting to Daisy's house.

There was already some chaos outside the house by the time Harry huffed and puffed to reach there.

"... need some identification. I cannot let you be here without it," remarked Jacob, as Harry heard.

"Harry," exclaimed Jacob as his eyes fell on him. "You ran from your house?" he asked, surprised.

"Yes... My bicycle was borrowed by a friend, what happened?" replied Harry and glanced at the 2 Aurors standing outside the house.

"Harry Potter," exclaimed one of them, in shock. The other one, however, did not seem too awed by Harry's presence. And he was the one who spoke up. "We are here for security," he remarked.

"Oh boy... what am I going to do now?" wondered Harry, to himself.

"They don't have any identification. For all I know, they were the ones who hurt my daughter," remarked Jacob, looking at Harry. "Either show some identification or leave. Otherwise, I'm calling the police," he added looking at the Aurors.

"We were sent by the Order, Harry Potter," said the Auror looking at Harry.

"Uh... Mr Williams... It's fine... they are here for security," said Harry, trying to extinguish the situation. "Let them be here, let's go inside," he added.

"What? But..." retorted Jacob, confused.

"Okay... I shouldn't tell you this, but I am going to..." began Harry. "Ron... the boy Daisy went out with today... He... You can think of it this way... His father works for the government..." he remarked. "And these 2 gentlemen here, have been sent by him," he added and glanced at the Aurors for support.

"Yes, Sir," replied one of them glancing at the pair.

"The government?" retorted Jacob, perplexed.

"It is fine... trust me... Now, let's go inside," reassured Harry. And with that, Harry and Jacob went inside the house.

The moment they walked in, Jacob stopped and even Olivia joined in. "Harry, do you know anything about this?" he asked.

"Hi Mrs Taylor, good evening," greeted Harry with a brief smile. "No... I'm sorry, can I speak with Daisy first?" he replied looking at Jacob.

That's what you get for knowing the family for a decade, for Jacob and Olivia didn't say anything further and let Harry go up to Daisy's room.

The moment Harry walked up to Daisy's room, he found the door shut. So, Harry knocked a couple of times and called her name. "Daisy... It's me," he said.

Almost instantly, he heard footsteps from inside the room and after a few seconds, the door opened and Daisy flung herself at Harry.

"Woah... Hey... What happened?" asked Harry, taken aback.

"We were this close to dying, Harry... I can't believe what happened today," retorted Daisy as she burst into tears.

Harry knew this feeling all too well. He hugged Daisy tightly and after a few seconds helped her back onto the bed and seated himself beside her.

"Look at me," he said after a moment. Daisy glanced up at him, in tears. "Breathe in... and breathe out..." he whispered. "You are back home... you are fine," he added. "There are Aurors stationed outside, and I'm here... No one's coming in here and attacking you..." he added as he took Daisy's hands into his own. "Ron's fine as well, he went home, correct?" he asked. Daisy nodded in reply. "Perfect... He will get all the help he needs. He will be fine in no time if he isn't already... You have nothing to worry about," he finished.

Daisy lay down, with her hands still held by Harry's. Harry kept repeating his words once every couple of minutes.

It was a while and Daisy seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"Are you ready to tell me what happened?" asked Harry softly. But just when Daisy was about to reply, there came a knock on the door.

"Come in," said Daisy and Jacob walked in, cautiously.

"What happened, Jacob?" asked Daisy, her voice sounding much better than it did a while back.

"I'm sorry to disturb you both, but the men standing outside want to see you," replied Jacob and glanced at Harry. Harry glanced at Daisy and after she nodded, he got up and went with Jacob to see what the Aurors wanted from him. Jacob had already had enough of them, letting Harry tackle them on his own.

The moment Harry walked outside the door, his eyes fell on the reason the Aurors wanted to see him.

"Jane," exclaimed Harry, surprised.

"Harry... Can I come inside?" she asked.

"Mr Potter... She is on the wanted list. I don't think letting her in is wise," remarked one of the Aurors.

"She's fine... She means no harm to..." began Harry in Jane's defence when something struck him. "Jane," he exclaimed and took out his wand.

Jane began laughing and stared at Harry, bemused. "What is the meaning of this?" she asked.

"1 simple question... you answer it and you get to enter the house," replied Harry and continued pointing the wand at her.

"You cannot take me on, you know that right?" remarked Jane. "But I'll play your game... fire away," she added.

"I'll take my chances," smiled Harry. "Who are your parents, Jane?" asked Harry.

Jane stared at Harry, stunned. "What kind of question is this?" she asked, in reply.

"The kind that has one correct answer," replied Harry and pointed the wand even more sharply at Jane.

"You know the truth?" she asked, surprised.

"You haven't answered his question, Ma'am," remarked the Auror, and both Aurors now had their wands pointed at Jane.

"I do know some of it," replied Harry. "I just want to make sure you are who you say you are," he added.

"Harry... I can't answer this question... If you know the truth, you know why I can't," replied Jane, in a pleading tone.

"Jane... If you are not who you say you are, then I cannot risk anything," replied Harry, bluntly.

"Fine..." sighed Jane, exasperated. "One, you have known since you were a child, the other, you have known since you got on the station to go to platform 9 ¾... I'm here for both of them today..." she replied. "That enough?" she asked after a moment.

"Yes... Please come in," replied Harry with a smile. Despite the Aurors' disapproval, Jane walked in with Harry.

"Prepare a better question for next time, Harry..." scolded Jane, the moment she walked in.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know what else to ask at that moment," replied Harry, apologetically.

"How is she doing?" asked Jane.

"She is rattled," replied Harry. Jane and Harry walked upstairs to Daisy's room and Harry knocked as he did previously. "Daisy... It's me... I have Jane with me," he remarked and after a moment, he walked in with Jane beside him.

"Mrs Smith?" exclaimed Daisy, surprised as she tried getting up.

"Hello, darling... No, please lie down, it's quite alright," remarked Jane as she went up to her and knelt down to come face to face with her. "How are you doing?" she asked.

"I had my heart in my mouth," replied Daisy, shaking her head.

"Can you tell us what happened?" asked Harry, chiming in.

Daisy began the narration, as short as it was, telling them both about Redwood, and how suddenly he appeared and attacked them, how Ron defended but got hurt in the process, and finally, how they escaped using the totem.

While Harry seemed satisfied with the narration, Jane didn't seem quite so.

"Daisy... dear... I'm sorry, but I have to ask you this," she began. "Can I extract your memory? So that I can exactly know what happened and who did this to you and Ron?" she asked.

"Extracting the memory?" asked Daisy.

"Yes," replied Jane. "All you have to do is think back on what happened. I'll get the memory," she suggested.

"Uh... yeah, I guess I can give it to you," replied Daisy, a little uncertainly.

"It's harmless, don't worry," assured Jane.

"I know, Mrs Smith... I'm not worried about that... It's just... Fine, it's okay, not a big deal," replied Daisy.

"Okay... now, close your eyes and think back on how it started," commanded Jane. Daisy did as she was told. Carefully, she went back to the moment when she and Ron heard the first noise, from below and then the memories came back, everything that happened, replayed in her head. Daisy slowly opened her eyes and Jane smiled back.

"Thank you, dear... This will help in identifying the one responsible," remarked Jane.

After a few minutes, Jane spoke up. "I have to leave now. But, Daisy, you have nothing to worry about. I checked the house before I entered. It has been protected very well. Nobody can come in here and harm you, even if they tried," she remarked. "And I'm going to amp it up, even further. So, you can sleep easy, alright?" she added.

"Thank you, Mrs Smith," replied Daisy with a smile.

"It has already been protected? I don't understand... Dumbledore never told me about placing Daisy in protection," retorted Harry, confused.

"No... No, this is not Dumbledore's work... It's John's," replied Jane.

"Oh," gasped Harry and Daisy at the same time.

"One more thing," said Jane and took out a coin and handed it to Daisy. "Keep this with you," she said. "If you are in trouble, just think of me with this coin in your hand, and I'll know," she finished.

"Oh... Okay, thank you so much, Mrs Smith," replied Daisy and kept the coin safely with herself. And with that, Jane left the room. Harry closely followed her out.

"Jane," he called out.

"Yes, Harry," she replied, hastily.

"What is this magic that John used to protect this house?" he asked, curiously.

"Well... It's something he and his team invented... In the future... Till the time either one of John or I are alive, this house is protected and cannot be harmed anyhow," she replied.

"Wow," gasped Harry, shocked.

"Anything else?" retorted Jane.

"Where are you going? Where have you been?" he asked.

"I can't tell you where I have been or what I have been doing..." replied Jane, bluntly.

"What are you going to do with Daisy's memory?" retorted Harry, hoping to get some answers.

"I'll find the one responsible... and kill him," replied Jane, coolly. Somehow, Harry didn't doubt it.

"Can we talk sometime? I have questions," he asked.

"I don't think I can give you any answers, Harry... You weren't supposed to know anything anyway," she replied. Harry stared at her, helplessly. After a few seconds, Jane patted him on the back and left the house.

Harry went back upstairs and took his seat beside Daisy.

"What did she say?" asked Daisy.

"Nothing important, she just has important business to attend to," replied Harry.

Daisy took out the coin given to her and spoke up as she fidgeted with it. "I'm way too lucky," she chuckled.

"What? What do you mean?" smiled Harry in response.

"I'm here, alive... because of John and the totem he gave me. He even protected this house with magic and never once mentioned it... He's keeping me alive even after his death," replied Daisy as her eyes welled up. "And then... and then there is Mrs Smith. I don't even know how this works. But she has given this to me so that I can ask her for help, any time I want," she added as she continued fidgeting with the coin. Harry lay down beside her and hugged her tightly.

"Luck has nothing to do with this..." he replied. "It's just who you are... You are a nice person and you deserve all the nice things in the world," he added.

"I miss him, Harry... Why did he have to go so soon..." broke down Daisy.

"I miss him a lot, too," whispered Harry.

After a few minutes, Daisy glanced at Harry.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" she asked.

"Of course," replied Harry with a smile.

Eldon Redwood was furious with himself. He had messed up a golden opportunity to kill Ron Weasley. And to make matters worse, he was sure Voldemort would have heard about this.

Just as he was mulling over the events of the evening, his ears pricked up. Was he imagining it, or was he not alone in his home?

Redwood picked up his wand and cautiously moved out of the main room. But, just as he did, something grazed his chest. Instantly, more spells were fired and before Redwood could duck or take cover, he was severely hit multiple times.

"Who are you?" yelled Redwood, in pain, as he lifted his shirt to check for bruises. He could see three separate gashes, centred around his chest.

"You really shouldn't have gone after them today, Redwood," exclaimed Jane, in an annoyed tone. "Your stupidity is not just going to cost you your life, but it is also wasting my time... I have more important things to do," she remarked.

"Miss Smith," exclaimed Redwood, surprised. "You have been in hiding for how long now? 2... 3 years?" he remarked.

"Why do you care?" retorted Jane and a gust of wind blew the wall facing a hidden Redwood into smithereens.

"Woah... You're powerful..." he gasped. "Why do you care about them, anyway? I'll give you what you want if you leave me alone," he remarked.

"And what do I want, Redwood?" retorted Jane.

"Revenge," replied Redwood and Jane's eyes lit up. "I know the feeling... trust me. I watched your precious little John die. I was there," remarked Redwood. Jane sent another destructor where Redwood was hiding, this one blew the floor wide open. Redwood ran for his life and now hid in another room. Jane's spell missed him by an inch.

"I can tell you where you can find You-know-who," offered Redwood.

"Why would you do that?" asked Jane.

Redwood began laughing. "I care more about my life, woman than I care about his," he replied.

Jane stood quietly, contemplating the option.

"He's not in Nurmengard... that's what everyone thinks," remarked Redwood. And now Jane was really interested.

"Where is he?" asked Jane.

"He's right here... In Britain," remarked Redwood.

"Why should I believe you?" asked Jane. But that's all the distraction Redwood needed to escape. Redwood set his house on fire, precisely, the room Jane was standing in, on fire and used the distraction to apparate away.

Jane was left there, cursing herself for falling for such a cheap trick.

Meanwhile, Redwood escaped from Jane's reach and apparated to where Voldemort currently resided, the old Riddle Manor.

Voldemort pointed his wand at Redwood, and immediately, a plethora of ropes engulfed him and rendered him motionless.

"Redwood," sniggered Voldemort. "You couldn't even kill a 5th-year student, Redwood... A 5th-year student and a muggle," he remarked and started laughing.

"I'm sorry, my lord... I defied your explicit instructions, to not touch Harry or Harry's friends," apologised Redwood.

"You must curb your intentions, Redwood," remarked Voldemort.

"Crucio"

"Or you must finish what you started"

"Crucio"

Redwood writhed in pain, he screamed in pain as Voldemort pointed the wand at his substitute left arm.

"Would you still like to have your arm, Redwood?" asked Voldemort as he twisted it with his wand.

"Yes... yes... my lord," pleaded Redwood.

"Crucio"

It was only after a few minutes, that Voldemort finally let go.

"You're lucky once again, Redwood, that I'm not killing you. Your stupidity has proven to be useful after all," remarked Voldemort as he walked away.

"Barty," called Voldemort and within seconds, Barty Crouch Jr appeared in front of him.

"Yes, my lord?" he replied, bowing down.

"In all the time you have spied on Harry's friends, who was the closest to John Smith?" he asked.

"My Lord?" retorted Barty, confused. "I... would say... John and his friends were quite close to each other. But, John did spend a lot of time with the muggle friend of Harry's," he replied.

"And when Crabbe was killed by Jane Smith, Daisy was with her, correct?" asked Voldemort.

"Yes, I believe so, my lord," replied Barty.

"And today... Redwood attacked the Weasley kid and Daisy. Not long after, Jane Smith found and attacked Redwood?" he remarked, intrigued. Barty nodded in response.

Voldemort stood there and thought to himself. After a few seconds, he remarked. "Ask Severus to come tomorrow," he said.

"Yes, my lord," replied Barty.

Hope you enjoyed this one... Until the next, Ciao!