Black Plague

Chapter 28

Voldemort started having weekly meetings with his followers at the dinner table. He had me sit on his right hand side, Lucius moving to his left. I had Draco on my right. He needed to become comfortable always being by my side. I had told Voldemort I was moulding Draco to be my right hand man. He seemed to approve. And gave me ideas and advise on making the most of Draco's loyalty to me. His most stern advise was to never sleep with him. Which I found funny. It had never crossed my mind. But apparently he had made that mistake before and learned the hard way it only caused trouble and drama. I loved Draco. But not in a lover type way. Voldemort was the only man I wanted. And he knew it. I don't think I am near as subtle as I would like to think I am. It probably didn't help that he can read my thoughts and emotions. Or that I melted at any physical contact he made. No, I'm sure it was quite obvious to him. I loved him more than anything in the world. And I felt that fondness and lust returned. He was quite drawn to me. He loved touching my arm, or knee or hand as he talked to me. While it looked casual. I could feel it was anything but. None the less, he never made a move for more. Something I found incredibly frustrating. I wanted more so badly. My body yearned for him. His smell alone was enough to cause my cock to twitch with need. It was torture always being right next to him, because I wanted him to fuck me so fucking bad. I was fourteen now and my hormones were through the roof. Which didn't help my situation at all.
And knowing the desire was reciprocated seemed to make it worse.

"They are having the triwizard tournament this year. They have decided to bring back the old tradition." Said some government representative I didn't recognize.
Malfoy jumped in. "Yes, they have made new rules though. You have to be 17 to enter."
Voldemort seemed to find this most interesting. "And how will they be determining who enters the tournament?"
Malfoy answered again. "They have a cup that determined the contestants. And once they are picked there is no backing out."
Voldemort leaned forward showing how interested he found this. "And say, if a underage person was picked what would happen?"
Lucius seemed to understand where Voldemort was going with this. "Well, first we would need to emancipate him, so it followed our rules of him being an adult. But he would still have to compete. It's either that or he would lose his magic. Nobody would stand for that."
"Hmm interesting. Hades, If you can manage break through the barrier around the cup, get your name picked, and win the tournament, I will have you officially begin ruling by my side." My eyes lit up and I grinned. "Yes sir."

"Anything else we should know about?" Voldemort asked.
"The Quidditch World Cup is coming up in a couple weeks. Some people want to make our presence known. Begin recruiting at full capacity."
Voldemort nodded. "I will have a plan set next week. We will discuss it further then. I think it could be a great opportunity, if done right."

Soon the couple hundred people began filing out. It was just the inner circle and Draco and I still there. When Nott tried to protest Voldemort raised his hand silencing him. "Hades will be helping me rule. I have no doubt he will succeed in his task next year. And even if he doesn't, it just means he's not ready yet. Have no doubt. He will be your Lord soon. Draco is his chosen second. They will stay. Does anyone have any ideas on how to handle the Quidditch World Cup?"
Someone suggested burning all the tents down. Another said we should kill the muggles. Eventually Voldemort stopped them. "I have told you before. We are no longer causing senseless violence or death. It helps nothing. It makes neutral people hate us. And causes the people to turn against us. We will attack and kill Order members and Light supporters when the need comes. But we will not be killing and hurting innocent bystanders. Anyone else?"
I looked at him. "What if we start spreading some truth and some misinformation? Blame Dumbles for your madness. Say he cursed you so he could play hero. Maybe even share how he's treated me and abandoned me. Make Dumbles out as a villain. Ready to sacrifice anyone to gain worship and praise.
Sharing my story is easy enough, Draco and I can walk around and talk loudly about my upbringing, making sure those around us can hear me. Others can talk about how much healthier you are now that you have come back to full capacity saner than ever. Others can talk about your goals and vision for the Wizarding world. It doesn't have to be in their faces. Infact, it might be better if it's not. It will be taken as more truthful if people just casually overhear conversations. Instead of stomping in and obviously recruiting. Maybe even talk about a date and place were they can meet and ask questions."
Voldemort smiled. "That is a brilliant idea. You make a valid point. If we are obviously recruiting, they will likely tune us out. But everyone loves gossip, and they will be drawn in wanting to know what we say if we are just talking amongst each other. Well done Hades." He lay his hand on my knee as he spoke to me. I grinned at his praise.
"Any other thoughts?" He kept his hand in my leg as he listened to other ideas.
"I think we should point out that Dumbledore didn't find Hades a worthy hero, and so he has found a new pawn. Point out that the whole thing is likely a rouge to make a child fight his battles for him." Said Draco. He was who I talked to most so he knew all about the Order of Sheep and Dumbles.
"What do you mean?" Voldemort asked.
"Well, Hades told me that Dumbledore has started telling all his followers that Neville Longbottom is the actual golden child. Not Hades. Because he's easier to mould and manipulate. Even though Hades clearly has your mark on his head. But everyone just believes and follows along. Never asking questions. I think we should have a group of people talk about how ridiculous that is. And how immoral it is that he's picking a random child to fight in a war and play hero, when he's clearly not from the prophecy."
Voldemort looked at me. "Really? And do you know the full prophecy?" I smiled "I do.
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies....
As far as I can tell, the prophecy has already been fulfilled. I "vanquished" you as a child. You marked me as your equal. And since we brought you back, we have been living together just fine. So, it must no longer be relevant." I shrugged.
"When did you learn the prophecy?" I raised an eyebrow at his anger. "Last year. I found it in Dumbles memories. But laughed it off because Tawney was the one who made the prophecy. And everyone knows she's a complete fraud. So the whole thing may have been bullshit. She predicts people's deaths constantly at school".
Draco nodded. "That's true, she's a known fraud. This whole thing looks self fulfilling anyway. It only happened because of the prophesy. if the Dark Lord hadn't heard it, he would have never been vanquished and Hades would have never been marked. It's likely if you both had ignored it nothing would have happened at all. Believing the prophesy gave it power."
I lay my hand on Voldemort's hand to calm him down. He was squeezing my knee in his frustration. He sighed and relaxed.
"Okay. Any other topics you think people should discuss?"
Goyle spoke up which surprised me. "I think people have been brainwashed so long about dark magic that we may need people to talk about how stupid it is to ban it. Discuss how jinxes and hexes are safer than light cutting curses and blast curses. And how emotions and intent don't make something evil" I perked up. This was an excellent point. Most people blindly agreed that dark magic was bad, never really thinking it through.
Crabb nodded. "We should probably have people discussing each topic like that. People have given up their traditions and beliefs without any thought. We should probably make people long for them again. Point out that we shouldn't be bowing down to a Christian God who hates magic. Wanting to celebrate our own gods is okay. Even good." Everything nodded.
Voldemort nodded "let's make sure we don't make Mudbloods out as the enemy. It's their muggle beliefs we reject. I suspect we may be able to get Mudbloods to support us this way. They have been blessed just like the rest of us with magic. The problem is they don't bother trying to learn our ways and customs. They don't emerse themselves in our ways of life. They come in demanded we bow to their ideas and ways of thinking. If that stops there would be no problem with them. Actually, maybe that should be another topic some people discuss".  I nodded along. Some looked less certain but agreed hesitantly.
"I know this goes against what I said for the last couple decades. But it's something I used to firmly believe before the madness hit. We reject all muggle beliefs and we should. But magic is magic. No matter who wields it. Magic is magic no matter how dark or light. And we, as dark Wizards value magic above all else, and so we should. The problem comes in when we don't properly train the muggle raised children to revere that magic. We give them an overview and send them back into their world. Where they live as muggles, marry muggles and do magic in front of muggles. They also make money in the magic world and then spend it on muggle store and products which causes our communities to slowly grow more poor. If they want to go back to the muggle world, they should have there magic blocked and memories locked. We won't risk muggles learning about our world from careless muggle lovers. And we won't watch as our fellow wizards lose jobs and money because they can't find work. The poor in Knockturn is almost exclusively the light wizards fault. We need to take care of our people first and foremost."
The nodded a bit more readily. Starting to understand his thoughts.