Dark Repercussions

Chapter 14

At 6:30am on Wednesday morning Harry was down in the chamber in full attire and he turned his timeturner back 9 hours and portkey'd to Riddle manor, the training session was set for 10 and it was going to be long which is why he slept before coming. He went to the Dark Lord's study where he and Vilkas were discussing the session.

"On time, it's a first." Voldemort quipped and Harry rolled his eyes.

"I said I would be here, didn't I?"

"Outlining what we'll do today, me and Espia will have a group of 8, yourself and the Dark Lord will have one also. Skill duels and power checks and generally training to make sure they can actually cast a spell." Vilkas told him absently.

"Lovely, and all DE's need to be approved by when again?"

"February,"

Harry rolled his eyes.

"As well as elite and Mortes training, I am going to be lucky if I manage to sleep at all."

"You have not failed yet, should I expect you too?" Tom asked with a raised eyebrow, Harry glared at him.

"I will not fail, as you said I have yet to fail. I also have Bones to take out as well as Fudge and live at school as weak submissive Harry Potter, it is just a lot to keep up with." Harry stated and the Dark Lord nodded.

"It is,"

"Have the death eaters arrived yet?"

"Yes, they should be in the public lounge."

"Let me have my group list, this is going to be a very long night, I'll use the stone room opposite the library."

Vilkas handed over the parchment and Harry placed his mask back on his face, he swept from the room heading to the lounge where multiple death eaters were whispering to each other; Sang Lys could tell they were nervous. He barked out the names of his list and ordered them to follow him, they were all but tripping over themselves to keep up him and when he was in the room he spun to face them. The room was plain. It had stone walls and stone floors with the two windows and no light making it dark, he waved his hand and conjured up some candles which he lit and held them floating way above their heads.

"The Dark Lord requires all of his death eaters to be approved by February, now to do this it is going to take a lot of time. I have decided to set up 3 tests and if you complete all of them you are approved if not you will be on a strict schedule to get you up to the standard required." He told them emotionlessly, and they shifted uncomfortably, he conjured up 8 dummies.

"These will mark you on your aim, I will give you a limb to hit and the dummy will tell you how far you are off. If you get at least 8 of 10 within centimetres then you have passed the first test, if you don't then it will go on your schedule." They nodded to show they understood and stepped up to a dummy.

"Lets start easy," Sang Lys said adding a silent 'I hope' in his mind, "Chest," The assassin immediately understood Tom's want to have them all tested, only three of them were anywhere near the chest and only one actually hit the chest.

"Pathetic," he sneered in disgust, "Shall we try again and actually hit the target this time. Right leg," they were marginally better but not by much, it looked like his night just got longer. He continued to snap out parts of the body and after all ten only one of them had passed the first test.

"This is ridiculous, I know 5th years that have better aim than you." He spat at them, and that was the complete truth, granted he had been the one to teach them but it was besides the point, he was only a 6th year. Then took a deep breath; it wouldn't do to kill them.