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0.8

0.8 The Day They Shall Turn Seventeen

October 31st, 1981 -

"No!" the voice carried throughout the room. "I must go on my own! Severus the woman shall be unharmed for as long as she remains out of my way,"

" Wormtail you have proven to be of great help and I admire that you would all like to witness the downfall of the Potters but it is beginning to seem as though you do not believe me to complete my task," he seethed. "Do you? Do you not believe me to complete my task?!" No one dared to breathe, immobilized in their seats as fear reeked from their bodies.

 "Do you or do you not believe me?!" He bellowed, startling all the children upstairs, their cries echoing throughout the halls.

"I believe in you, my lord!" Pettigrew cried out from his place at the end of the table. 

"Yes we all know that Wormtail!" he chuckled. "But I wasn't speaking to you! We all know you believe in me but do the others? Answer now or you all shall be punished severely!" that seemed to fear many into answering, starting with Bella who knew not to mess with the Dark Lord when unhappy.

"Of course my lord!" Bellatrix called out, closely followed by Lucius. Several more voices varying in tones and accents carried the same sentence.

"Good! I would hate to dispose of some of my most loyal followers. I shall be back in an hours time- four at most." and with a wave of his arm, Tom had dissaparated with Nagini in a swirl of black, leaving all those at the table in a tense silence filled with the cries of young children.

Collecting himself, Lucius pushed back his chair and stood up right. "You are all welcome to await the Dark Lord's return or leave on your on accords" he said clearing his throat. "In the mean time I believe some of us have children we need to attend to." And with that he left the room, Narcissa and a couple others on his heel.

Leaving the others behind at the long table, the small group made their way up the staircase. Each floor they passed would take some people away from the group, their children in a guest room on that level.

By the time they reached the fifth level of Malfoy Manor it was only the Malfoy's- who were heading to soothe Draco- and the Lestrange's who were heading to take care of the crying twins. Both couples parting at the top of the staircase, heading down opposite ends of the hallway.

A right, a left and two rights later, Bellatrix finally managed to reach Maizelle's room, her husband Rodolphus entering Matty's across the hall.

Within seconds the Manor was silent, all children being shushed back to sleep.

"I want one," He whispered to her as she entered the small nursery. Sitting on one of the grey couches was one Rodolphus Lestrange cradling Matthew. "a little Lestrange," she hummed in response as she sat down beside him, little Maizelle in her arms. "Almost all of our co-workers have one. It was like the water was infected and everyone caught it except us. When will it be our turn?" he whispered.

"I don't know but I do want one. Not yet but spending all this time with Maizelle. With Matty and Draco has made me realize how much I want a child of my own." As she looked up at him her eyes seemed to sparkle with joy before a glint of mischief glazed over them. "When we do, we'll teach them the ways of the Dark Lord! How to kill and inflict pain! Before we know it they'll be as fun as us and running along to complete the Dark Lord's tasks!!!!" Rodolphus chuckled.

"One day... one day."

Glancing up at the small clock to their left, it read 10:31pm- exactly an hour had past and he was due to arrive soon. No message had been sent saying otherwise. Standing up, the pair paced out of the room beginning their descent down the stairwell. At some point the Malfoy's had joined behind them, then the Goyle's and Crabbe's, the Parkinson's and Zabini's, Greengrass's and several more.