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(Master to Kitten, Kitten to Master)

'Thoughts'

[Kitten speech]

Joining Voldemort

(With Layla)

"WHAT!?" Layla yelled in shock.

"Keep your voice down." Her mother sighed.

"No! You aren't going to pay the bail?!" She asked, outraged.

"Of course I'm not. You got yourself into this mess. You need to pay the consequences." She told her daughter.

"I HATE YOU!" She screeched.

"So you have been telling me since you were fourteen. I really hope you have learned your lesson." She said, "Goodbye Layla." She left after that.

"Fucking bitch." She hissed, watching her mother walk away.

"And to think that profanity is coming from someone in that bloodline." An auror shook their head.

"Mind your fucking business." She hissed at them.

The auror rolled their eyes and stopped really felt bad for her parents. They also couldn't wait for a shift change.

'I need to get out of here.' She thought.

Layla did not get out anytime soon. In fact she was sentenced to ten years in prison. That pissed the woman off. While she was in her cell she ranted and raved about how this was all that Potter boy's fault. Her whining caught the attention of another woman. A woman that followed Lord Voldemort.

That woman was an auror. She quickly sent a message to her lord. It wasn't long until he had responded.

"This woman know the boy?" He asked.

"She does. She complains about him everyday, all day." It was getting on her nerves.

"Wonderful. What does she say?" He asked.

"He is a neko." She informed him.

"What?" That didn't please him.

"He is a neko." She repeated. "Aren't they immune to wizarding magic?" She asked.

"They are. I'll have to find a new way to kill him." He hissed.

"Of course master." She quickly said.

"Anything else?" He asked.

"Apparently Potter stole her boyfriend. She doesn't believe that the two are mates." She revealed.

"If the two are, that may be a way to get that boy." He smirked.

"If they aren't, the man can be used as bait since he is important to Potter." She said.

"Correct."

"What would you like me to do?" She asked.

"Convert her. Promise her I can help her get her love back as well as get her revenge against Potter." He ordered.

"Yes master."

"Keep me updated." He demanded.

"I will." She promised.

He smirked before leaving. He was pleased with what was happening. Well he wasn't pleased to find that Potter was a neko but at least he had the information so he could plan new ways to kill the boy.

'Potter being a neko is a good thing. It's been a while since I had to be creative in killing someone.' He thought, pleased.

Meanwhile the auror began planning. She had to recruit Dreamer without catching the attention of her co-workers. It would be hard but she thrived on the challenge. She whistled as she went to work.

(With Umbridge)

Dolores was pissed. Thanks to that French witch her precious minister scolded her. It wasn't right. She had every right to know, especially seeing as the woman didn't have an appointment. She was only doing her job.

'I'll make that bitch pay.' She thought. 'Well at least today is over and I can go see my friend.'

The pink loving witch packed her things and left the office. She smirked as she left the building and made her way to a nice cafe. She loved it since it was pink and had feline decorations. Her two favorite things. Her friend was already there waiting for her.

"Celia! Oh how I missed you." She said, hugging the woman.

"I missed you as well." Celia said, hugging her back.

"How are you?" She asked.

"I'm doing okay. How about you?" She asked.

"Not well." She scowled.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Cornelius yelled at me." She admitted.

"What?! Why?" She was outraged.

"This French witch came to see him and I did my job and questioned her. She had no appointment. She tattled on me and he informed me I wasn't allowed to know as I was just a secretary." She teared up.

"Wow. That isn't right." She said.

"I have done this job for years and did everything for him. I was concerned and he could have cared less." She said.

"Oh Dolores." She patted her arm in comfort. "I am so sorry."

"Do you remember when you told me about your boss?" The pink loving witch asked.

"Yes." She was cautious.

"Is he still around?"

"Why?" She asked.

"I think I need a change of career." She answered.

"Oh?" That was a surprise.

"I refuse to be treated that way." She said.

"I'll let him know." She said.

"Good. Thank you Celia."

"Of course." She said.

The rest of the time they spent talking about their cats. Delores then went home. She felt relieved that she would make them all pay for treating her that way. Too bad she wasn't able to see into the future.

(With Celia and Voldemort)

After leaving Dolores, Celia had gone straight to her master. She carefully hid how smug she was. Her master had given her a task and she managed to complete that. Oh she couldn't wait to see how she was rewarded.

"Master." She breathed out as she bowed

"Lady Pavarti." He greeted her.

"Dolores Umbridge wants to join." She said.

"Really?" That was a surprise. "Why?"

"A French witch arrived to talk to the minister. She didn't have an appointment. Dolores tried to get information but was shot down. The minister then yelled at her for it. Now she wants them to pay." She answered.

"I see. Tell her I will meet with her in a couple days." He ordered.

"Yes master." She left after that.

"So Potter is in France." He said out loud.

It wasn't that hard to figure out. A French witch that was in prison claimed to know him and then another French witch was meeting with the minister. He did wonder why she needed to see the minister in the first place. He smirked as he looked at his wand.

'Everything's coming together.' He thought.

(With Layla)

Layla had been receiving notes from a mysterious person. They were trying to sell her on joining Voldemort. Never would she have believed someone would try to recruit her. She was a French witch afterall. She had to admit the man was sounding like a good choice.

They promised to help her get rid of that disgusting neko brat and get back her mate. It was all she dreamed about since that brat stole Lucas from her. Problem was that she had no way of knowing if that was true.

'Not like there is anything left to lose.' She thought, looking around her cell.

Layla wanted more than getting back Lucas and making that brat pay. She wanted to make her parents suffer for betraying her. They chose that brat over their own child. They needed to pay.

'I'm going to join.' She thought with a smirk. 'Now how do I contact them?' She wondered.

"Seems you have another letter Dreamer." Auror Beaker said.

"So what?" She sneered.

"So you better respond to their question." She answered.

"How di- oh. I plan to." She said, 'She was the one sending me letters.'

"Good. Hope it is the one she wants to hear." She said.

"I believe so." She smirked.

"Wonderful. I'll let him know." She smirked back, knowing she was joining.

"Great."

(With Voldemort)

The dark lord was very pleased. So far he had gained two followers. One in the ministry and the other that knew Potter. It was only a matter of time. First he needed to mark one and break the other out so that she could be marked.

"Everything is going according to plan." He smirked.

Knock Knock

"Who is it?" He asked.

"Lady Pavarti and Miss Umbridge." They answered.

"Enter." He said.

The two women entered the room. When Umbridge entered the room he wanted to burn his own eyes. She was a pink abomination and he truly hated her. He wondered if he should kill her after she fulfills her use.

"Greetings master." She bowed.

'I will bow to him until my revenge is done and then I will make sure this monster is gone.' She thought. "Hi." She bowed.

"Greetings." He smirked. 'Stupid girl has no idea I can read minds. She is definitely dead once she has served her purpose.'

"I have come to join." She said.

"Indeed. Present your arm." He ordered.

"Y-yes." She did as told.

"This will hurt." He promised her.

"O-okay." She took a deep breath before screaming as Voldemort cast the spell.

His mark slowly and painfully appeared on her arm. She was trembling in pain. He took great satisfaction in that. Once done she fell to the floor. He looked at her coldly, not caring at all that she was in pain. Her friend didn't rush to her side either. She just stood there and watched.

"Take her home to rest. Be back here for your orders tomorrow." He told them.

"Yes master." She grabbed Umbridge and left.