Who: Voldemort, Harry, Walden, Narcissa and Lucius When: Tuesday Evening Where: Undisclosed Location Rating: PG-13 Statis: InComplete
Summary:
Voldemort apperated back from the field he'd sent his package from. Oh how the wolf would love recieving such a present. There wasn't much left of Potter's clothing to send and he would have much rather sent the boys head in the box, but alas, he still needed Harry. The boy had not suffered nearly enough yet. Checking the time, he frowned. Where were Lucius and Narcissa..
His numbers were fewer since the battle and he only trusted so many to know where he was from time to time. He needed to meet with his most faithful and tell them of his recent discovery. Something that had been under his nose all along and they could finally use it to THEIR advantage. More then likely the Order would figure it out sooner or later, so they had to make sure they got in fast. He'd broken into the Ministry more times then he could count. Once more would be nothing.
Making his way to the stairs, he pulled out the tiny key again, flicking his wand at the lock to break the hex on it. Inside, Harry seemed to be passed out still. "That's enough sleeping Potter. I want you awake for this," he hissed, pulling him out by his hair again.
Harry winced, the connection enoughto send shivers a pain through his body. He tried to struggle, but he could barely move. Voldemort dragged him up the stairs to the office where the bodies still laid in a heap in the corner. However a spell had been placed over them to keep from stinking the place up. Harry couldn't pull his eyes away from the innocent little family that probably didn't have a clue what was happening.
"Some more lives to add to your conscence.." Voldemort smirked, taking a seat in the office chair, waiting impatiently for the Malfoy's to arrive. Tardiness, would not be taken lightly.