Disclaimer: The characters belong to J.K. Rolling. The images of muggle/fake death eater reactions are based off videos from what has been seen from tiktok. I only own the minor deatheater and the conversation from this.

Fake Death eaters

Voldemort frowned as he listened to a report from one of his death eaters. Along the table were other death eaters listening or pretending to listen.

The door suddenly flew open as a minor death eater stumbled in gasping.

"What are you doing here? This is for the inner circle only." Voldemort hissed at him preparing to torture the man.

"Huff. Huff. My lord, I have news." The man said, gasping.

Voldemort frowned. "What news would this be, Gabola?"

Tamaka Gabola pulled out a crystal ball and placed it on the table.

"A crystal ball? Why would you bring a useless thing like that for our lord?" Bellatrix said with fury.

Gabola frowned at her. "My father created this ball to show images. I was out gathering intel for the raid you wished and came across some information. There is a muggle seer, M.L. Bowling. She has seen us in a vision and the muggles have created a fake world that looks like our Diagon alley."

Everyone's eyes widened in shock.

"What else?" Voldemort hissed.

"They have muggles walking around in masks and robes like ours and…." The man paused, licking his lips before glancing at the crystal ball. "It is better that you see what I have seen."

Tapping on the crystal, an image appeared.

The death eaters watched in shock as a figure dressed as a death eater was walking through what looked like to be an alley. His golden mask stood out against his black outfit and in his hand was a crafted stick to look like a wand.

The man walked to a muggle woman who held out her wrist showing the dark mark on it.

The death eater, motioned for the woman to kneel at his feet. The woman shook her head in refusal while biting her lip with a smile.

He took a step forward and motioned to the ground again with his wand. The woman slowly lowered down to kneel at his feet.

The masked figure reached out taking her wrist in his hand and cupping it. He ran his wand from the bottom of her elbow down slowly past the dark mark and stopping at the center of her palm. He rose and clapped his hands in a mocking way with a tilt of his head before walking away. The woman slowly rose and the look on her face shocked the others. It showed lust and longing.

The crystal ball went dark before another image appeared.

A redheaded muggle woman in a short skirt was leaning against a wall when a masked death eater walked over and hovered with his hand resting by her head. He leaned in close while she giggled blushing brightly while watching him. He took his wand and ran it down her face to her neck and over her necklace that had a charm that looked like the death eater mark.

The crystal ball went dark again and a third image appeared.

A death eater ran his fingers across a muggle female's cheek and resting on her throat for a moment before moving on. The muggle woman blushed a bright red and giggled with her friends when the death eater walked off.

A dark crystal ball and a fourth image appeared.

A bald muggle man blushing bright red as a death eater walked around him tapping his wand on his shoulders and several placed on his back mockingly. The death eater grabbed the man's arm and ran his wand down the muggle man's arm where a dark mark was tattooed on his wrist. He tapped his wand on it several times while the man watched in amusement.

A dark crystal ball and a fifth image appeared.

A death eater was standing on a box. Several muggle children ran up to the masked death eater. They posed with the death eater smiling at their parents while the muggle parents held up a small box that flashed a bright light from it. The death eater ruffled the hair of one boy who tried to hug him.

The images vanished with the crystal ball going dark and did not light up again. Gabola picked up the crystal and placed it in his bag.

"What did we just watch?" Lucius Malfoy asked in shocked confusion.

His son, Draco, was staring at where the crystal ball was with a deep blush on his face and his eyes glazed over.

Around him other death eaters were staring in shock with some blushing or shifting in their seats. Some of the younger death eaters were licking their lips with smirks on their face while others were blushing and not looking at anyone while shifting in their seats. However some of the male and female death eaters glared at the crystal in anger.

"WHAT IS THIS RUBBISH?" Bellatrix screamed in anger slamming her hand on the table while glaring at her brother-in-law who was smirking.

"These fake death eaters have become a tourist attraction that drive some muggle adults crazy with lust and want." Gabola said with a frown. "I spent several days roaming this alley and these are but some of the examples. I have witnessed many similar scenes between fake death eaters and other muggle adults. Women and even some men dressed provocatively in hopes the muggle death eaters will target them."

The man sighed before continuing "Even muggle youth seek them out for attention though not sexualized as the attention the adults receive. They have become an idol to children and teens."

Rabastan Lestrange sat forward smirking with a crazy twinkle in his eyes. "You're telling us there is a place where muggles dress up as us and muggle women and men will throw themselves at the fake death eaters in some kind of lustful desire for us…I mean fake death eaters to mess with them?"

"And muggle children look up to these fake death eater?" Lord Nott said in shock. "Like heroes?"

Gabola nodded his head. "Yes to both. I saw muggle death eaters do many things to drive these muggle men and women crazy with lust. Run their hands or wands down their arms or faces. Making them kneel at their feet or get extremely too close to them. The muggles seem to lust after this controlling and demanding nature shown by these fake death eaters."

Rabastan shared a lustful look with a couple of the other younger unmarried death eaters. Some were smiling wickedly in desire.

The man turned to Lord Nott. "Even the youth have purchased fake death eaters marks and fake wands imitating the death eaters. Some of the death eaters will show the children how to stand and walk. Even going as far as how to stand when they curse someone though there is no true magic preformed."

Gabola turned to the dark lord. "According to the things I heard while there from muggles walking around, these death eater encounters are encouraged and expected for the muggles who visit this place. Some come only when the death eaters are out and about which are at specific times of the year."

Voldemort frowned and his eyes glowed red. "They lust after death eaters? Muggle Children admire death eaters? Are we some kind of joke? I should send my followers there and show them what real death eaters can do."

Rabastan and a few of the other younger death eaters' faces flashed with panic.

"My lord, surely we can ignore this. I mean they are not causing harm, and it would be a waste of our time going there when we have the wizarding world to conquer." Rabastan said with a blank look.

Voldemort leaned back with a frown. His snake moved over hissing something at him. He hissed back at her with a baffled look.

The dark lord's eyes moved around the room staring at a few of his younger death eaters. His snake hissed again at him.

Voldemort took a breath while frowning before slowly nodding his head. "Once we have conquered the wizarding world, we will take care of this fake wizarding world."

The man stood and moved to the door. "Bellatrix, Lucius and Rodolphus with me. The rest of you are go. I will summon you when I have an assignment."

The older death eaters left, leaving Rabastan and the younger death eaters behind.

Rabastan walked over and wrapped his arm around Gabola's shoulders. "Let me get you a drink, Gabola, and you can tell us more about what goes on in this fake alley with fake death eaters. You can also tell us how to get to this alley and how we would need to fit in with these fake muggle death eaters."

"Are we really going to do this?" Marcus Flint said with a frown. "They are muggles after all."

"What if our parents or the dark lord gets upset?" another youth said while glancing at the door.

Rabastan smirked mischievously. "These muggles are wanting to worship death eaters. Wearing our mark. Following orders like kneeling at fake death eaters feet and worshiping them. It would be a shame if we didn't give them a chance to worship real death eaters."

He reached out with his other arm and squeezed the shoulder of another death eater. "If we get benefits from interactions with them, well it's not like we're exposing magic or causing issues for our lord. If they ask no questions than we don't have to lie about our actions. We are just reaping the benefit of being thought of as fake death eaters in this tourist attraction."

The other young death eaters' eyes lit up and they shared looks with each other while smirking.

Gabola licked his lips at the looks of the younger members of the inner circle before turning his eyes to the older death eater. He almost felt pity for those muggle men and women. Almost but… maybe he could join them. The idea of being lusted after by women and men would definitely stroke his own ego what with being a minor death eater with no real power.

"Follow me and I will show you the other images I have." Gabola said while leading them away.

The muggles had no idea they were going to meet real death eaters.