Who: Voldy, Death Eaters, Amycus Where: MacNair's When: Sunday, 7ish What: Plans, death Rating: High for mature themes
Lord Voldemort had been in Hogsmeade on business today. He knew better than to show up in Diagon Alley, so he had most of his suppliers meet him here. Hogsmeade was a relatively safe wizard village, but it was warm and welcoming. The Dark Lord's suppliers felt safe right up until the moment they died. Following a meeting, Lord Voldemort had decided to stay. The students had all seen him before, and they were all marked. He could trust them with his face, because they knew the repercussions. Power was a funny thing, and the Dark Lord was full of it. He wasn't afraid of being found, because he would just slip away. He was immortal and undefeatable, and he would always escape death.
Waiting at MacNair's, Lord Voldemort pressed his wand to his own Mark. The students would find theirs burning, and would show up within a moment's notice. It would take them some time to sneak out, but the Dark Lord knew it wouldn't be too long.