How I ended up (Forgotten Mistake by BtsPeace)

Chapter 8 - His Butler, Idiots

Modern Era, Phantomhive manor

Ciel was already awake by the time Sebastian came in with his tea. "My lord, Is everything alright?" Sebastian's voice shook him out of his trance. "Yes. Perfectly fine, I want you to cancel my violin lesson for today." Sebastian nodded slowly, "of course my lord."

Sebastian handed Ciel his tea, "This mornings tea is a mixture of Belladonna and chamomile." Ciel surveyed the tea mix for a minute. "I see. Pass me the wizarding paper, I want to see what the Order has done, that might just summon my wrath."

Sebastian reluctantly passed the paper to his lord and he took the untouched cup of tea from his hands. Sebastian set the tea down on the tray beside his young Lord and went to set out his clothes, formal dress ones since both he and Sebastian would be travelling to the place to give their report on the case so far.

Ciel was fuming, he had given strict orders, given to him by the queen that no one was to initiate or retaliate any attacks. They had directly gone against his orders. Now, the group was rebelling against her majesties crown. "Unacceptable.." he hissed under his breath, eyes flashing red. "Sebastian, find me Albus Dumbledore, it seems like we need to have a little chat."

Sebastian turned and bowed to Ceil, "of course my lord. Shall I find him after your breakfast or while you change?" Ciel didn't hesitate, "Now. And secure the manor with the magical wards, I don't want him leaving. I can get dressed on my own." Sebastian nodded, "As you wish." He left the room without a sound.

Ciel set the paper on the bed as he lifted his tea from the tray, "Sebastian was right, the Chamomile was necessary," he muttered to himself before he took a sip.

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Ciel was sat behind his desk, holding his cup of tea over the newspaper article to read it in further detail.

Death Eaters attack muggle London

Readers, it is with a great tragedy that I report to you that the group known to follow Voldemort, have attacked muggle London. There have been thousands of fatalities and injuries. Our ministry is overworked and can barely keep up with the extra call-outs to the muggle world. Luckily the Order of the Phoenix, a group of wizards solely devoted to fighting and ending Voldemort's regime, stepped in. Its Leader, Albus Dumbledore and many other of its members are currently indisposed. But other members of the group were there to stop the fight, as well as some Aurors.

We are in a dept to The Order of the Phoenix.

Gina Thunderbird.

Ciel set the paper down and took a gulp of his tea. And set the empty cup down. This just wasn't cutting it, after this meeting a touch of whiskey would be needed.

A knock at the door made him look up, "enter," Sebastian was the first to enter along with a grumpy looking Albus Dumbledore. "My lord, you requested to see Mr Dumbledore." Ciel's face twisted slightly before it settled to a softer, more peaceful, childlike look. "Yes. I did, Sebastian please provide me with a cup of my favourite blend." Sebastian mouth twitched, before he bowed, "Of course my lord." He shut the door quietly behind him, leaving the two alone, although he was always watching.

Ciel set his fine china cup down on the saucer. "Mr Dumbledore. Your... associates have interfered with my investigation. As I know you are aware, it strictly said in the letter you received from Her Majesty, that your group was to 'follow his orders and commands, and you will stay out of his way. He is to be given every convenience.' The Earl quoted the letter to a T.